When I looked up, I saw that the Djinn had shattered the mirror in front of us. After the mirror shattered, all the fragments of the mirror, large and small, were scattered on the ground, leaving only some jagged stubble on the bare two bare brackets.

It wasn't a big fuss though, as it was the hornets that crawled out of the two brackets that made me turn around and run. It was a cyan wasp, they were small, the size of a small fingernail, and their whole body was a very dark blue.

This is a very rare species of earth bee in the mountains, they are very poisonous and violent. Instead of hanging from a high place, their hives build a mound on the ground that resembles an ant's nest.

I once saw this thing with an old man in a mountain village in Yunnan. At that time, I was ignorant and smashed a not-so-large earthen honeycomb. At that time, about 100 wasps flew out of it, and if the old man hadn't arrived in time to save my life, I am afraid that I would have been stung to death at that time.

After leaving a few large bags on me, these rampaging little creatures turned to a big green bull tethered to the side when they lost their target. I just watched a cow being stung by hundreds of wasps and foaming at the mouth, falling to the ground and dying. Since then, I've had a fear of this cyan wasp in my bones.

Now the number of these earth bees is far more than one or two hundred, and once so many earth bees fly, even monks and pangolins can only flee for their lives.

However, before I could run out two steps with Nangong in my hand, I felt a numbness in my neck, and then I lost consciousness directly. Damn, don't these guys know that they feel sorry for the five flowers on the back of my neck that are about to be abused into fat foam?

When I woke up, I found myself lying in front of the broken mirror. My heart was shocked, and I began to turn my head to look around, and when I saw Nangong lying next to me, I immediately relaxed.

At this time, I felt dizzy in my head, and I don't know who gave me such a blow behind my back, I can only curse in my heart, can you change places next time?

I lay on the ground and moved for a long time before I slowly sat up. As soon as I sat up, I smelled a mushy smell running into my nose. I looked around, and realized that the ground was full of charcoal bees.

At this moment, the monk slowly walked in front of me. Looking at the somewhat funny face in front of me, I burst out laughing. There were four or five red and swollen bags on the monk's handsome face, if this guy was Tang Seng before, now he is a second senior brother at best.

But before I could laugh a few times, a heart-piercing pain came over my face. Touching my face, there was another spasm. I also had several big bags on my face, and I didn't feel any pain for a while because my whole face was numb before. But when I laughed, the wound on my face immediately started to hurt.

I didn't care about the monk, so I walked to Nangong's side with some worry, and found that Nangong's face was not spared. Seeing the monk's originally handsome face become like this, I suddenly had a kind of Ah Q-style pride in my heart, no matter how good-looking guys usually make waves, now we have all become a virtue.

I turned my head and looked around again, and found that all the people were not spared, all of them had turned into pigs' heads, and the djinn god was the most serious. was originally not very tall, dragging a head that was bigger than ordinary people, this guy is now a big-headed doll. But this guy is also self-inflicted, who told him to break the mirror?

I suddenly thought of something, and said to the monk with an angry face: "Monk, who hit me just now?" Did he use me as a shield, or why do I have so many big bags on my face? ”

The monk didn't care much about his face, and said to me a little vaguely: "You were stunned by a pangolin, and Nangong was stunned by me." ”

There was a sudden anger in my heart, I didn't expect this pangolin guy to give me a yin at this time. Just as I was about to explode, the monk patted me lightly and signaled me to be calm.

The monk took out a soaked towel and handed it to me, and then said, "At that time, you two wanted to run, and I was afraid that you two would break all the mirrors here when you two ran around. If all the bees in these mirrors were released, a few of us would be dead. ”

After listening to the monk's words, I remembered the scene at that time. At that time, when I saw these earth bees crawling out of the mirror support, I subconsciously pulled up Nangong and wanted to run. But I forgot to think that if this wasp is in the stand of this mirror, then there is a good chance that it will be found in other mirrors. If the two of us break a few mirrors in a panic, then Nangong and I are likely to be here.

It seems that the old guy is right, when you are faced with a crisis, being able to calm down and think about it for even a minute can save your life. This is a temperament honed through the test of life and death, and only those who are used to seeing life and death will have such an ability.

I was a little ashamed that I almost killed everyone here. Just when I didn't know what to say, I suddenly noticed that the monk's face was not very good-looking. I followed the monk's gaze and immediately wilted. Behind the floor-to-ceiling mirror that had been shattered by the Djinn God, there was another identical floor-to-ceiling mirror blocking it.

What's going on? When we walked here before, there were definitely not so many floor-to-ceiling mirrors here, but now there are so many before we know it, and it is absolutely impossible for the mechanism to do it.

My dead master once told me that all the mechanisms in this world have one thing in common, and that is that they are never endless. Because no matter how delicate the mechanism is, it requires a lot of manpower to complete, so many skilled craftsmen in ancient times would use the simplest movements and the smallest scale to achieve the role of the mechanism.

But if there is an endless floor mirror behind this mirror, then it must be unreasonable in terms of mechanism. Because such a large action is easy to be noticed in the first place, and even if the mechanism is not detected, it requires a great deal of action to complete. No one would come up with such a complex and inefficient mechanism.

I looked at the mirror in front of me and was a little stunned, and I didn't know what to say for a while. After a while, I sighed and said to the monk, "You say, will we be fascinated by Namaharaja?" Maybe after it merges with that dead child, it will be able to bring us all into a fantasy world. ”

The monk shook his head and said, "Namahuraja's illusion is not so terrifying, and after experiencing it a few more times, some people can even become immune to it. I have been trained in this area, and it will not be so easy for Namahuraja to try to confuse me. ”

Seeing the monk swearing, I sighed and said no more. At this time, Nangong also woke up, because he was a policeman, Nangong did not say anything to his face, and calmly listened to me recount what happened, and then took the towel in my hand and put it on his face.

Before I could take a towel and put it on my face, I was directly snatched away by Nangong. I had no choice but to look at the monk and ask him to bring another one. But the guy waved his hand to indicate that it was the only one left, and I was speechless for a while.

But before I could release the 10,000 grass and mud horses in my heart, the monk suddenly clapped his hands and shouted, "I understand, I understand!" ”