Xiuxiu didn't have much time to think, she looked at Xiaohua's pale face, gritted her teeth, and held the bronze mirror in front of Xiaohua, Xiuxiu looked forward to what could happen, but Xiaohua still looked stiff, like a walking corpse.

Isn't it possible? Is it the wrong way to use the mirror, or is it the wrong thing to think about? Xiuxiu took the mirror to look at the world around her, the bronze mirror was still yellow and clear, and she couldn't see the snowfield or the rift, it seemed to be a non-existent world, and it couldn't be seen in the mirror at all.

Xiuxiu took the bronze mirror and rotated in place, quietly looking at the nothingness inside the bronze mirror, at this moment, she stood in front of Xiaohua, holding the copper mirror with her back to Xiaohua, Xiaohua's stiff expression appeared in the original nothingness of the bronze mirror, and on Xiaohua's shoulder, there was a black thing lying on her stomach.

Xiuxiu's heart was pounding, and she immediately turned her head to find that Xiaohua was still standing in place, with nothing behind her.

Xiuxiu moved her gaze to the bronze mirror again, and in the reflection, Xiaohua had a black thing coiled around her shoulder. What is that? Xiuxiu kept staring at the black shadow in the mirror, and suddenly, the black thing moved, and then slowly lifted up, Xiaohua's shoulder, a blue and white face appeared, and on the hideous and distorted face, there were a bunch of blood-red eyes, staring straight at Xiuxiu from the mirror, Xiuxiu's brain began to lack oxygen, and goosebumps appeared.

Immediately after, the head left Xiaohua's shoulder, and behind Xiaohua, a twisted figure walked out, he was wearing a green military coat and a helmet, and walked towards Xiuxiu step by step from the mirror, with a blue and white face and purple dry lips and a smile.

The smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally, the corners of the mouth were cracked to the base of the ear.

Xiuxiu stiffened her neck, feeling that the back of her neck was cold, and she could see from the bronze mirror that the thing had left Xiaohua and walked behind her, his blood-red eyes looked at Xiuxiu through the reflection of the bronze mirror.

That's what it is...... The one who disappeared.

Xiuxiu's chest rose and fell violently, and the next moment, she turned around sharply, and the small shotgun in her hand was almost about to be snapped down, and at this moment, a pair of cold hands grabbed her wrists. The cold and stiff touch made Xiuxiu hairy, she almost didn't dare to open her eyes, the hand holding the gun trembled because of the huge force, the meridians were pinched, and she couldn't use her strength at all.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Xiuxiu's ears: "Xiuxiu." "The voice was soft and weak, as if it would dissipate as soon as the wind blew.

Xiuxiu opened her eyes, tears almost flowed out, she looked at Xiaohua's tired expression, she couldn't help but pounce, her voice trembled, and said, "You finally woke up, scared me to death." ”

Xiaohua didn't know anything about what happened to her, Xiuxiu roughly told what happened later, and Xiaohua said: "Give me the bronze mirror." Then he shone the bronze mirror on the faces of the crazy men, and then everything disappeared, as if they had never appeared, and disappeared from the snow out of thin air.

Xiuxiu opened her mouth in surprise and said, "What's the matter?" ”

The corners of Xiaohua's lips hooked slightly, and she smiled: "The ghost hits the wall." Xiuxiu calmed down at this time, human fear stems from the unknown, and now that she knows the reason for the matter, Xiuxiu is not afraid, she asks, "What should I do then?" ”

Xiaohua smiled: "They are making trouble, let's watch them go through the journey of death over and over again, and then get trapped and die here." Xiuxiu's eyes widened and she said, "You mean...... That foreign team is long dead? ”

Xiaohua didn't answer, but said: "If we can't crack this ghost wall, we may be trapped here all the time, and then repeat the experience just now over and over again until we are consumed to death, this time, thanks to the bronze mirror you brought." ”

Xiuxiu pouted, thought for a while, and said, "However, this snowfield has not disappeared. Xiaohua smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of Shu Longjian?" Xiuxiu suddenly realized and said, "Take a lesson and follow the way." Xiaohua smiled, patted Xiuxiu's shoulder, and said, "Let's go." Next, the two of them began to walk back, and they pointed the bronze mirror straight in front of them, and there was nothing in the bronze mirror, and after a long time, a stone wall suddenly appeared in the mirror.

There is a stone wall in the bronze mirror, but the place where Xiuxiu is still a snowfield, Xiaohua smiled: "This is it." Immediately after, he took out the dagger and slashed it on the back of his hand, and the blood flowed onto the mirror, and Xiuxiu's eyes suddenly bloomed, and then fell into darkness.

She blinked, and it was still dark in front of her. What's going on? Xiuxiu suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, reached out to take out the small flashlight hanging on her waist, but touched it empty, probably lost it in the tunnel before.

Xiuxiu groped her surroundings, she touched a cold stone wall with her right hand, and then, she held on to the stone wall and groped forward, the surroundings were very quiet, Xiuxiu called softly: "Little flower? No one answered, and at this time, her hand groping forward suddenly touched something slippery, Xiuxiu squeezed it with her hand, and suddenly remembered a scream in her ear.

At the same time, the cave was lit up.

The sudden brightness made Xiuxiu couldn't help but close her eyes, and blinked a few times before opening them, at this time, she found that her hand was actually on Lao Mao's shoulder, and there was blood bubbling there.

Lao Mao screamed, slapped Xiuxiu's hand away, covered his shoulders and wailed, "Miss Huo, no matter how much you hate me, you can't do it like this." Xiuxiu's eyes widened, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xiaohua who was holding a flashlight behind her, and the whole person relaxed, and said, "I finally found you, you are too useless, how did you get caught by that thing." ”

Lao Mao was bandaging his wounds, without raising his head, and said with a wry smile: "That thing moves quickly, I saw a pair of eyes, and before I could tell you, that thing directly grabbed my shoulders and dragged it out, I was directly knocked out by him, and as soon as I woke up, I was grabbed by Miss Huo like this, isn't this sprinkling salt on the wound?" Seeing this wound, it didn't ...... Five Blood Holes...... ...... hiss" Xiuxiu rubbed the blood on her hands, ignoring Lao Mao, she began to look at the environment she was in, only to find that they were still in the hole, and there was no snow on the ground at all.

Xiaohua suddenly said, "Look at it." He hid in the dark alone, and he didn't know what he found, the old hair bandaged the wound roughly, and the leg seemed to be injured, and he limped to Xiaohua's side, and suddenly shouted at a glance: ", zongzi!" Xiuxiu looked over, and suddenly her face was like earth, there was indeed a pile of corpses there, but what really scared her was that this was the corpse of the German team, the temperature here was extremely low, and their corpses were not decomposed, and they were piled up in the cave wall without closing their eyes.

Could it be that this is the stuff that was doing something in the snowfield before? So, are their ghosts still in this hole? When Xiuxiu thought of this, she felt that the cold hairs all over her body stood up.

Xiaohua frowned, feeling very impatient with Lao Mao's yelling behavior, and said coldly: "Do you really want to zongzi?" Lao Mao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly stopped, and smiled cheekily: "Look at my broken mouth, this, I look at the zongzi, and the zongzi can't look down on me, hehe, I still have self-knowledge." Xiuxiu couldn't help but burst out laughing, ignored Lao Mao, and asked Xiaohua, "Will Brother Wu Xie be here?" ”

Xiaohua leaned over and rummaged through the corpses, their equipment bags were still there, due to the low temperature and high altitude, they were extremely well preserved, Xiaohua didn't return to Xiuxiu, he rummaged through the equipment bag, didn't turn out anything, the food and weapons in it had been consumed, and the rest was an empty bag, which contained some personal belongings, Xiaohua turned out a notebook in one of the bags.

This is a new notebook, no words have been written at all, Xiaohua turned the first page, and immediately sandwiched a black and white photo, in which a rather handsome German man, holding a woman's waist in one hand, and a little girl of two or three years old in the other, the photo has faded eyes, and the expression of the characters is also distorted, which looks a little weird.

Xiaohua flipped through it, but nothing was posted, and then he put the photo back in his notebook, and then put the notebook into the arms of one of the corpses. When Lao Mao saw it, he ran up and patted his ass, saying: "The ninth master is the bodhisattva's heart......" Before he finished speaking, Xiaohua squinted, stretched out his hand to pat Lao Mao's injured shoulder, and said lightly: "Take care of your injuries, words hurt your body." ”

The old hairy fart slapped on the horse's hooves, shrank to the side with a sad face, and said to Xiuxiu: "Miss Huo, what is the ninth master messing with the corpse?" He didn't dare to provoke Xiaohua, the brothers under him still relied on the Xie family to survive.

At this moment, Xiaohua suddenly took out something from one of the corpses, it was a folded thing, originally packed in an envelope, but the envelope had already rotted, Xiuxiu stepped forward curiously, and was about to take a look with Xiaohua, in the quiet tunnel, suddenly a series of rough panting sounds, like a beast that had been running for a long time.

Xiaohua and Xiuxiu clenched the weapons in their hands almost at the same time, and subconsciously pointed in the direction where the voice came from, Xiuxiu looked over, there was a dead corner of the light, it was dark and couldn't see clearly, Lao Mao's first reaction was that thing was coming! He pulled out his gun, and just wanted to say a word of caution, but before he could say anything, a dark shadow quickly flashed in front of him, and then the flashlight they had placed on the ground suddenly went out.

Xiuxiu was startled, there was no target for the gun in the dark, she could only use her other hand to wave the dagger to help each other cover the door, at this moment, Xiaohua snorted in her ears, followed by a fight, Xiuxiu had no light source on her body, and she didn't know what was going on, when she was in a hurry, a pair of green eyes suddenly flashed in the dark, and she rushed towards Xiuxiu.

Bang!

After the gunshot, the green eyes closed, and the cave returned to darkness.

Xiuxiu shouted softly, "Little flower? ”

Xiaohua replied: "I'm here." ”

Xiuxiu sighed, the whole person softened, at the same time, the lights turned on again, Xiuxiu saw the little flower turned on the flashlight again, and at his feet, a man, a man with long hair and a man wrapped in animal skin, Xiuxiu looked at the man's cheek at a glance, and couldn't help but widen.

Foreigner...... And he is the person Xiuxiu is most familiar with.

The leader of the German team.