Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Triad Mirror That Sees the Future

In the end, the key was obtained by Lu Qiu Wuyan.

Tang Chengyu was willing to gamble and lose, and he didn't say much, but Lu Qiu was speechless and curious about why they were thrown out of the wall.

When I walked over, I saw that there was a painting hanging in that place.

"What is this?" The colors on it are cloudy and changeable, and at first glance, Lu Qiu Wuyan really didn't see what he was painting.

Gu Chong leaned over, glanced at it, thought for a while and said: "It looks a little familiar, a little like Wu Daozi's hellish change, but this is an oil painting." ”

"This painting is very evil, you'd better not get too close to it," Tang Chengyu said with a cold face.

"This painting just sucked us both in."

"What a coincidence, we were just chased by the shouts."

……

The next day, Lu Qiu was speechless and didn't do anything superfluous, she rushed directly into Class B of the third year and pulled the palace minister Jizi out.

It seems that because of what happened last time, the palace minister Himeko was still very scared when she saw Lu Qiu speechless, she leaned against the wall and looked at Lu Qiu speechless in fear.

"Himeko,"

"You're going to die."

In the same way, different people naturally have different reactions.

The courtier Himeko did not show disdain or anger at Luqiu's wordless words like Makoto Nohara, but on the contrary, after hearing this, she had an extremely frightened expression on her face.

"Isn't it her?"

"Isn't it her?"

"I knew it, I knew ......"

The courtier, Himeko, squatted down with his head in his hands, and there were words in his mouth. Looking at her like this, Lu Qiu was speechless and strange.

No, it stands to reason that the people who died in the strange talk, they shouldn't remember, except for Makoto Nohara, who was discovered because of her intervention, she shouldn't remember anyone else.

"You know?"

The palace minister Jizi suddenly raised his head and looked up at Lu Qiu speechlessly.

"Lately, I've been feeling like I've forgotten something, and I'm very upset."

"I met her the other day,"

Lu Qiu was speechless, his heart tightened, could it be that Sakurada Shinna was going to do it himself?

"I met Sayuri."

Oh, Sayuri is still alive.

"She said exactly the same thing as you,"

"She said, I'm going to die."

The palace minister Ji Zi grabbed her hair violently, and she didn't know why, the little sister who was usually not afraid of heaven and earth would be afraid of such an ordinary sentence.

As for Sayuri, why did she appear and say such a sentence?

Is it to break down the inner defense of the courtier Himeko?

Or rather, there is another purpose.

"And do you remember these people?" As she spoke, Lu Qiu wordlessly took out the group photo of Class B of the third year from her arms and put it in front of her.

Who knows, as soon as the palace minister Himeko saw the group photo, it was like seeing a ghost, and she ran away screaming and screaming.

Lu Qiu wordlessly turned the group photo around and looked at it, only to find that the group photo had changed.

The people above are no longer the people of Class B of the third year who are still alive now, but all of them have become those who have died.

Hiroshi Sugiyama, Yoshiko Sato, and even Katsu Yasuda, who is not on the list, are also in this group photo, hugging Yoshiko Sato, smiling miserably. In the middle of several people, there was still an empty seat.

Shinna Sakurada stood on the right side of the front, smiling lively and sunny.

In this photo, she also found a familiar one.

Sitting in the center of the front, dressed in a whitish old suit, looking old-fashioned and serious, it was the teacher Lu Qiu met on the first day.

……

Besides, the palace minister Himeko shook off Lu Qiu and ran downstairs without saying a word, she wanted to escape from this terrible place.

The ghost asks for his life.

It was the first time she had experienced such a strong sense of fear.

She's going to run.

There is a teaching hall on the first floor, and everyone who wants to leave the teaching building must pass through here, and the palace minister Himeko is no exception.

However, as she ran past, a bright light beside her shook her eyes.

She stopped.

It turned out to be a triple mirror.

Is there something in the school building? The courtier Himeko felt very strange, and suddenly the sound of someone whispering appeared in her mind.

It's as if someone was attached to her ear and whispered,

"Let's go check it out."

Uncontrollably, she walked towards the mirror.

The triple mirror is actually three mirrors put together, one in the middle and two next to it. Standing in front of a mirror, a person can see himself in all directions.

The courtier, Himeko, stood in front of the mirror.

Long black hair and a beautiful face.

It's still familiar to me.

Slowly, however, something began to change.

She saw herself in the mirror, her hair slowly becoming shorter and curler, and the clothes on her body also changed, turning into casual clothes, and it looked as if she had grown up in an instant.

This should be what she looked like when she was in college.

The picture began to change again, this time, she was in the mirror, with a big belly.

She became a pregnant woman.

In the mirror, the courtier Himeko has gone through everything from work, to marriage, to giving birth.

And the palace minister Jizi outside the mirror was stunned in front of the mirror.

Suddenly, the courtier Himeko in the mirror looked out of the mirror and smiled.

Her smile was eerie, unnatural, as if someone was behind her back, reaching out and raising the corners of her mouth.

The courtier Himeko looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, and for some reason, she laughed too.

"Poof—"

There was a muffled sound, and she was in the mirror, and her fingers were inserted into her eyes.

"Poof."

Then, slowly, the courtier Himeko in the mirror began to dissolve.

That's right, it was dissolved, as if a high concentration of sulfuric acid had been poured on her, and the skin on her body was peeled off, and the muscle fibers fell off.

Half a minute later, there was nothing left in the mirror.

Outside the mirror, there was a pile of minced meat heaped there, emitting a foul smell.

Upstairs, Lu Qiu looked at the group photo speechlessly, and a figure gradually appeared in that empty position.

Yes, Himeko, a courtier.

Lu Qiu was speechless to see that the smile on Sakurada Shinna's face became brighter and brighter.