Chapter 112: A game within a game, it's all dummies

Qin Tian looked at the person in front of him in shock.

The man was not a woman, but a boy of short stature.

"How could it be you?" Qin Tian's pupils constricted.

It was the little boy who appeared in front of him, but wasn't the little boy being held in his arms? "Why do you look like me? Is it my dad's illegitimate child? ”

When Qin Tian was shocked, the little boy who ran in saw the boy in Qin Tian's arms, glared at him, and cried out in surprise.

"You..." Qin Tian looked at the little boy in the distance, and then looked down at the little boy in front of him, "You two, why do you look exactly the same?" ”

Could it be that the little boy has a twin brother? But judging from the little boy's reaction, even he didn't know about it, which means that he has no brothers.

"Huh." The little boy in Qin Tian's arms saw the little boy in the distance, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a stiff smile.

Qin Tian was keenly aware of his subtle expression, and instantly thought of the little boy's strange behavior in the recent past, which was completely different from when Qin Tian first saw him, as if he had changed people.

And the little boy who just ran over was like the naughty and naughty boy Qin Tian knew.

"You're fake, you're a monster, you're a six-eared macaque pretending to be me, and I'm the Monkey King."

The little boy in the distance puffed out his cheeks and shouted in exasperation.

At the same time, a line of words appeared on the screen of the mobile phone that Qin Tian was holding: One of the two little boys was fake, and the little boy in disguise was the one Qin Tian was holding in his arms.

"Grass!"

Qin Tian was stunned, and at this moment he thought of a lot of things, including the little boy who took the initiative to appear before but acted like a different person, and ran to the depths of the maze to lead Qin Tian to the current place, as well as playing games with the female ghost in the mirror.

"Ahh

While Qin Tian's mind was spinning, the little boy standing in the distance suddenly screamed in fear.

Qin Tian was startled by the sudden cry for a moment, and then subconsciously looked down at the boy in his arms.

At this glance, Qin Tian was frightened.

The boy in his arms was festering all over, with a stiff smile on his face, and his empty eyes stared at Qin Tian deadly, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

His body quickly dried up like a leaky balloon, and at the same time, all seven orifices were spewed out, making a "snort" sound of airflow.

In the next second, the boy grabbed Qin Tian's arm and pulled it hard, and took Qin Tian to the mirror.

Qin Tian couldn't imagine that a boy's strength was so great, he didn't have much room to resist before he was dragged to the mirror, and his fingers touched the mirror.

In an instant, the mirror rippled like water waves, Qin Tian's fingers touched it, and he felt that he had touched a soft door curtain, and he could put his fingers into the mirror with a slight force.

"Qin Tian, you hurt me, don't blame me."

The boy had a stiff smile on the corner of his mouth, and he made a sound in his mouth while pulling Qin Tian hard.

"You forced me, Qin Tian, let's swap places."

At this moment, a bloody human head with no nose and ears rolled to Qin Tian's feet, and his mouth opened and closed with a hideous and cold sound.

"Grass." Qin Tian gritted his teeth and insisted, wanting to get rid of the boy's pull, but the force in the boy's hand was too great, and it stuck to Qin Tian like kraft candy.

"My nose, my hands, my guts, all back, all back!"

The human head rolled into the pile of minced meat on the ground, put its nose on, and then put its arms and legs on the street, and in just half a minute, it was spliced together into a mutilated body, missing a torso and an arm.

This appearance is extremely weird, the head is supported by one hand, and only some tendons are connected to the hands and feet, controlling the movement of the hands and feet.

"Who the hell are you!"

Qin Tian pushed the boy with one hand, and with the other hand took out a short knife from his pocket and stabbed the boy into the heart.

The boy didn't mean to dodge at all, and let the short knife stab into his body, but there was still a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's useless, you made me what I am now, I want you to come back!"

A woman's voice came from the boy's body, and it was Wang Yan's voice.

"This, what's going on!" Qin Tian was dumbfounded.

"Come back!"

The boy smirked and pulled half of Qin Tian's body into the mirror.

"Fuck off." Qin Tian didn't care about fear, and stabbed the boy again.

This time, he pierced the boy's head directly, but he didn't hurt the other party in the slightest, and the sharp blade cut open the head, leaving a long, narrow wound.

Qin Tian looked inside through the wound, but he didn't see any brain tissue, the boy's head was empty, there was nothing.

"Impossible!"

Qin Tian's heart tightened for a while, his palms were sweating, and the tight short knife slashed across the boy's chest.

Qin Tian has practiced knives since he was a child, and his foundation is relatively solid, although he has not used a knife for many years in the middle and has been abandoned, but he has regained his sword skills in recent times, and his strength is greater than before.

This knife directly disemboweled the boy, but the next scene made his scalp tingle, because there was nothing in the broken stomach.

Neither bones nor internal organs, none of them.

"Hey, hey."

The boy grinned stiffly, and with a sharp force, he pulled Qin Tian's upper body into the mirror.

Qin Tian only felt that the line of sight in front of him flickered, and then he arrived in a magical space.

This was a dark space, and a mutilated torso was sitting on the ground, which was the stump of Wang Yan that Qin Tian had seen before.

"This is inside the mirror?" Qin Tian's eyes couldn't help but widen, and his heart was extremely shocked.

There is very little space in the mirror, almost only for one person.

"Let's go inside."

A boy's voice came from behind Qin Tian, and a pair of hands pushed him behind him, trying to push his whole body into the mirror.

At this time, Qin Tian noticed that there was a thin thread wrapped around the hand of the remnant body in the mirror, one end of the thin thread was on the arm, and the other end actually extended to the outside of the mirror.

Qin Tian looked out along the thin line and found that the line was tied to the boy outside the mirror, all the way through the boy's body.

Qin Tian waved the short knife and slashed through the boy's body, and sure enough, he saw a large thin line hidden in his body.

Those thin threads are distributed throughout the body, connecting together to connect the entire body.

"This boy is just a human skin!"

Qin Tian's eyelids jumped, the little boy under his eyes was indeed a fake, and his appearance was just a touted human skin, filled with thin lines, and manipulated by Wang Yan in the mirror.

This feeling is like a shadow puppet play, where the shadow puppet is bound by thin threads and moves with his legs and feet.

"Since it's being manipulated by a thin thread, it's easy to do."

Qin Tian smiled confidently, waved his arm, and the sharp blade easily cut through the thin lines, and in a few seconds, all the thin lines were cut off.

The thin thread lost its pulling effect, and the little boy broke away from Wang Yan's control, lost his mobility, and soon turned into a shriveled human skin and fell to the ground.

"Want to calculate me? You're a little bit close. ”

Qin Tian smiled slightly, did not retreat, but advanced, kept the upper half of his body in the mirror, retracted his arm, and stabbed into Wang Yan's body.

"Even if it's a ghost, it has weaknesses, and I don't believe that you can still hold up under my hands without so many parts."

Qin Tian's face was resolute.

"No, you've ruined everything I have, ruined my last hope!" The mutilated body and the head outside the mirror all screamed in disgrace.

"It's all your own fault, who made you kill so many people?" Qin Tian showed no mercy, and frantically danced the short knife, leaving wounds on Wang Yan's body.

"No, no!"

The head outside the mirror, supported by two legs and one arm, rushed over to stop Qin Tian.

"I'll help you!"

The little boy, who had been stunned for a while, finally reacted, mustered up the courage to scream and ran over, knocking down Wang Yan's head.

Qin Tian was worried that the little boy would be injured, so he asked him not to move, just stand and watch from a distance.

"I'm angry that he's pretending to be me." The little boy puffed out his mouth and puffed out. Qin Tian didn't care about replying to his words, and slashed down with more than a dozen knives one after another, tearing Wang Yan's body apart.

After Wang Yan's body was chopped up, not a drop of blood flowed out.

Puzzled, Qin Tian looked up and was immediately shocked.

Wang Yan's body is actually a human skin, there is nothing in it, it is all criss-crossing thin lines, and those thin lines extend from behind Wang Yan, I don't know where they extend.

"Not good! A game within a game! Hit! ”

At this moment, the mirror beside Qin Tian moved on its own, blocking the exit.

"Huh." A woman's faint laughter rang out.