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"Come on, please come with me. "Qu Ling sent me an invitation.

I glanced at Jana, who silently lowered her head, unable to give me any hints.

When my gaze turned to the Oni Bodhisattva, he smiled noncommittally and spread his hands, indicating that he was just a bystander. In front of Qu Ling, everyone bowed down and couldn't look up.

This also represents a huge gap between the "Mirror Room" and the "Area 51".

In the high-tech field, the master kills everyone, and the inferior have no say.

"You all disperse, I have a personal conversation with Mr. Xia. Qu Ling waved his hand and commanded loudly.

Led by the ghost bodhisattva, everyone followed silently, and quickly retreated through the stainless steel gate.

"Don't worry - does Mr. Xia suspect that the defector has planted a bomb in the vital part of the 'Mirror Room'? Rest assured, that matter has been properly resolved and will not endanger the safety of the 'Mirror Room'. Mr. Xia, as our honored guest, is absolutely safe and secure. Qu Ling explained with a smile.

Her smile was sweet and wild, and her two rows of neat white teeth glowed faintly with a cold white glow, unlike any girl I'd ever seen before.

"I only care about Tang Wan. "I put it bluntly.

"That's not a problem, I promise, when I wake up tomorrow morning, Miss Tang's body has recovered without any sequelae. Qu Ling laughed.

I stared into her face, wondering if her assurances were reliable.

"I'm from Area 51 and I've seen the same case countless times before, and without exception, all the issues have been properly resolved. I promise, don't worry, how about it?" Qu Ling saw through my worries and repeated his words again.

I let go of Tang Wan's hand and let her sit on the bench alone.

Now, there was no glimmer of brilliance in her eyes, and what had been once spiritual, crystal clear eyes had become dry springs, empty and without verve.

The people of old Jinan have always believed in the existence of souls, and a person who has lost his soul is like a walking corpse, which is more terrible than death. Therefore, the "impermanence" of Aunt Guan has always been the savior of the people, and only they can find the lost soul.

Now, I can only trust Qu Ling and put Tang Wan's future in her hands.

"Let's go. Qu Ling walked towards the secret room.

I kissed Tang Wan lightly on the forehead, and then followed Qu Ling in.

Qu Ling is slightly shorter than me, and his height is close to 170 centimeters. The two of us stood side by side in the room, and the room immediately became full.

In this case, the most likely action for the uninformed person is to sit down on the cot, and the consequence of doing so may become a second Tang Wan.

Qu Ling closed the door with his backhand, and the room was even more cramped and a little sullen.

"I've looked at this place countless times on the materials submitted by the 'Mirror Room', but no amount of text and video material is more authentic than being there. At the very least, the taste here can't be obtained through information-" Qu Ling took a deep breath and sighed in a low voice, "The human taste is really strange, and this taste makes my curiosity aroused again." Ah, it's been a long time since I've had this kind of excitement, and the last time I let myself be curious was a few years ago when the Bermudan merman robbed a Chinese merchant ship. As someone whose life's work is to explore the mysteries of thaumaturgy, there's nothing more exciting than discovering new and strange events - hey, Mr. Xia, you don't seem to be interested in this little room?"

I couldn't follow Qu Ling's train of thought, because Tang Wan's distracted eyes always appeared in my mind.

"Mr. Xia, do you dare to sit?" Qu Ling gestured to the bed.

I shook my head: "I don't want to risk it until the nature of this bed is determined. My friend Tang Wan has been tricked and has used his life to warn me, so I must be vigilant. ”

Now, I'm not sure if that "person" is still there, and I don't know if Tang Wan's "lost soul" has anything to do with that "person".

In short, one wrong step is a wrong step. I probably shouldn't have forced myself out of that room chasing Robert and the Pretender Shino.

The biggest mistake this time was underestimating the enemy, especially in a super mysterious place like the "Mirror Room".

"Mr. Xia is very straightforward, so I don't go around in circles. This bed has a long history, and is made of the world's top quality white jade from the famous ninja practice sanctuary 'Tiankeng' on Mt. Fuji in Japan. After the end of the Shogunate period, several of the surviving leaders of the Ninja League lived in seclusion on Mt. Fuji in an attempt to gain a foothold and re-emerge from the mountains to dominate Japan. They paid tribute to the royal family and made a gesture of goodwill, also to beg the royal family to open up and give them a place to live. As a result, as they wished, the ninja reached a temporary peace agreement with the royal family, and the water from the well did not interfere with the river water. The white jade bed has a calming and calming effect that no wooden bed can match, and has become a royal treasure. So, no matter where the big man went, he sent someone to carry the white jade bed with him......"

As she reminded me, I remembered seeing the same text in the history of World War II, which also specifically mentioned that the imperial family had sent people into the "sinkhole" of Mt. Fuji several times in an attempt to mine large jade stones and rebuild several white jade beds. However, no matter how hard the craftsmen tried, the jade mined was so incomplete that not even a dining table, let alone a bed, could be carved. Therefore, in the whole of Japan and even Asia, there is only such a white jade bed.

Rare is precious, the effect of the white jade bed is more and more magical, even the generals of the allied forces who came to surrender have heard about it, and asked about this bed separately at the surrender ceremony.

Strangely, according to the Japanese, after the Qiqi Incident, the white jade bed suddenly disappeared, and no one knew its whereabouts.

"Mr. Xia, this is a cursed 'ghost' bed, and the one who issued the curse was none other than the Jade Rakshasa of the Great Gu Alchemist of Miaojiang in China in the past. On the most famous 'Wu Zhixue Feng' in World War II, the Miao Jiang Gu Refiner launched a suicide attack and the entire army was wiped out. When the Jade Rakshasa was dying, he issued a mysterious curse of 'the prince will have a kind of Xiangning', cursing the collapse of Japan's national fortunes and the catastrophe of the royal family. Japan, unlike China, had their own beliefs in gods and ghosts, so they did not take the curse of the Jade Rakshasa seriously at that time, and after washing the bloody deck, they rearranged the wine feast and celebrated that they had once again smashed the Chinese assassination plot. That night, a strange event happened—" Qu Ling stopped narrating and bent down to caress the cot.

I looked around the fighting room, although I didn't understand Qu Ling's intention of mentioning the secret history of World War II for the time being, but I vaguely knew that what she said must have something to do with the fighting room in front of me.

As the most mysterious military force under the command of the Pentagon, Area 51 is not a single person who is incompetent. The "Mirror Room" asked for help from Area 51, and it would definitely not send idlers to deal with it perfunctorily. Moreover, as soon as Qu Ling made a move, she hypnotized three researchers and ghost bodhisattvas with snapping her fingers, which shows that her attainments in hypnotism have reached unparalleled heights.

"Haha, Mr. Xia, you are such an interesting person, generally speaking, when I stop here, there will always be people who ask me curiously, 'What strange things happened?' but you don't ask anything, how can I continue to speak? Hahahaha, but we are friends, not the relationship between the speaker and the audience, so everyone can talk freely, talk about everything, and don't have to stick to any logical relationship. Regarding the strange incident on the 'Wu Zhixuefeng', the official history and the wild history have not mentioned it, but it exists in the special report of the '51 area' - well, since Mr. Xia is not interested at the moment, then I don't need to explain it in detail, and when there is a chance in the future, we will go on a night tour with candles, and it will not be too late to talk about it. I think, Jinan has Daming Lake, Baotu Spring, Thousand Buddha Mountain and other unparalleled natural beauty, Mr. Xia must not hesitate to invite me to enjoy the lake, spring, mountain, city of Jinan as the host - yes, yes, I know from the information, Mr. Xia lives in the most famous Qingquan waterway Qushuiting Street in the old city of Jinan, I have been fond of it for a long time, and I yearn for it. Mr. Xia, we might as well make up our minds now, after the work of the 'Mirror Room' is over, you must invite me to go there for a walk, drink tea, talk about the sky, and see the water features......"

I noticed that when Qu Ling talked about these "idle articles", his eyes were always calm and focused, observing the walls and floors in the room inch by inch.

She seems to have been born with a dual mind, separating her mouth from her heart, talking to herself, but thinking about other more important issues in her heart.

There was only one bed, a table, a stool, and a map in the room, and all that was left was the roof, the four walls, the ground, and the camouflaged secret door, and even if it was carefully checked, it would not take more than half an hour.

In my opinion, the bed is the only key, and when the ghost bodhisattva called out the name "Soul Seductive White Jade Bed", it had already made the clearest definition of its strange identity.

"This bed is still quite interesting, but you don't dare to sit down, right, Mr. Xia, what will happen if I sit down now?" Qu Ling pressed the small bed with both hands, turned his head to stare at me and asked.

"There's no need to take risks, Tang Wan was tricked right under my nose. "I immediately warn.

She turned around and held out her right hand to me.

I didn't understand what she meant, so I whispered, "What?"

"Our hands are clasped together, and if I lose my soul, you can feel it. Mr. Xia, I have checked your profile. If you read that right, you are a person with deep thaumaturgical roots, otherwise you would not be closely watched by all sides. Come, give me your hand, and if I succeed this time, you will have to go out and invite me to drink. She said.

I took a half step forward and stretched out my right hand, holding it in hand with hers.

Her hands were cold, and there seemed to be some kind of magnetism in the palms of her hands, and as soon as our hands touched, they were firmly sucked together.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

I took a deep breath and suddenly changed my mind: "Miss Qu, if you want to sit, let's sit together, if there is something, everything will be fine, and if there is nothing, everything will be fine." ”

This is the only way for me to relieve the guilt I felt about Tang Wan, she used her body to pave the way for me, otherwise it must be me who is recruited. If I lose my soul this time, then I can at least understand what happened to her.

"Interesting, interesting, Mr. Xia is really an interesting person!Okay, sit together, sit together!" Qu Ling laughed, "I'll count three, two, one, let's sit together." ”

I turned around, took her hand to my left, held it tightly, and we looked at each other with eye contact.

There seemed to be a kind of magic hidden in Qu Ling's eyes, and as soon as my eyes met her, it seemed to make a magnetic "click" sound, which could not be easily removed.