Zheng Qing ran through the maze of mirrors.

At the same time that he found that 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror could draw talismans, he heard that crisp laugh again. The sound was close, as if it was behind the next mirror.

The young wizard immediately abandoned all kinds of clever ideas, and recklessly passed them in the roughest and simplest way.

Chasing, even if the mirror is full of illusions.

Chasing, that voice makes people's hearts shine.

Don't look around!

Zheng Qing closed his eyes, grasped the direction from which the laughter came from in his mind, and ran forward as fast as he could. There was silence all around, and the 'Zheng Qing' in the originally noisy mirror seemed to be speechless for a moment, and they could only stare intently at the rushing figure.

Crisp laughter appears more and more frequently.

The distance between Zheng Qing and it seems to be only a mirror, but it is like a moat, and he has never been able to grasp the corner of his clothes. And the more he ran forward, the more dull the expressions of the 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror became, and the dim the light around them.

It's like sinking into the depths of the ocean, or sinking into the center of the earth, running into the darkest abyss.

There was silence all around.

Except for Zheng Qing's increasingly heavy breathing, only the occasional crisp laughter could be heard. In a daze, Zheng Qing vaguely heard his heartbeat - at the moment when his heartbeat was at its most intense, the crisp laughter disappeared and turned into a sentence:

"Don't look back!"

"Whatever you hear, don't look back!"

The voice is very rapid, listening to the timbre is a little girl, mixed with crisp laughter, there is an inexplicable convincingness.

After hesitating, Zheng Qing slowed down his running speed slightly, but a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

It was Mr. Wu's voice.

Mr. Wu told Zheng Qing that today's lesson was over and that he could take him home. Just go back the way you came. Don't be fooled by the illusions and auditory hallucinations of the mirrored world.

Cold sweat rolled up on the wizard's back.

He didn't know who to trust.

The originally determined run became a little dazed. It's just that because of inertia, he is still running forward, passing over one mirror after another that blocks the way. Moving forward, but there is no end.

Suddenly, Zheng Qing remembered his previous preparations.

He took out his spell book as he ran, and opened the spell that had been prepared long ago:

"The world in the mirror, in the square!"

A bronze compass with an ancient shape appeared in front of Zheng Qing, sliding forward with his running footsteps. The tiny needle on the compass floated above the runes and hexagrams, trembling, as if it could blow it away in one breath.

"Where's the exit?" Zheng Qing asked quickly, taking advantage of his regain of his breath.

The hands on the compass trembled violently, as if they had been electrified, and in the blink of an eye they spun rapidly, and a faint cool breeze blew on the face of the young scholar, and there was a faint smell of rust.

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched.

He used a positioning spell instead of an electric fan spell.

Obviously, in the mirror world, this spell doesn't work that well - or guess it's that the exit of this maze in the mirror changes rapidly every instant, so it's hard for the pointer to capture where the real exit is.

He flipped through a few pages of the law book and found a blank space. Then holding the book in one hand and a quill in the other, he quickly transcribed another positioning spell that came to mind:

"There is a bucket in the north of Weibei, and the west handle is revealed!"

This spell is based on the principle of the echo of the starry sky and magic, and determines the position prescribed by the wizard. This spell is more powerful than 'Recipe of Determination', and is a common spell used by New World Hunters in the wild.

With an obscure fluctuation of magical power, the cyan compass in front of Zheng Qing suddenly shattered and turned into a copper spoon. The handle of the spoon was slightly curved, and the spoon contained a puddle of pale blue starlight the size of broad beans.

"Where is the exit. Zheng Qing repeated the previous question.

The volume of the starlight in the spoon immediately shrank a lot, from the size of a broad bean to the size of a soybean. The handle of the spoon slowly rotated in all directions under the action of the starlight, but it was never fixed.

It also seems that it is not sure where the exit is.

Just when Zheng Qing was disappointed, the little girl's crisp laughter appeared in his ears again. At the same time, the handle of the spoon seemed to grasp a clue and pointed straight in the direction where the laughter sounded.

Zheng Qing was sure in his heart, and strode after the laughter.

In this way, following the direction indicated by the handle of the spoon, soon, after crossing more than a dozen mirrors, Zheng Qing saw a point of light. A point of light in a black void outside the mirror labyrinth.

"Yes, that's the exit!"

The little girl's crisp voice sounded behind Zheng Qing, as if it was right next to him, cheering.

Zheng Qing subconsciously glanced back, and there was only a mirror behind him.

Immediately, his eyes flickered, and the whole person instantly entered another 'hive', still facing forward—as if the turning back was just his own delusion.

"Oh!"

The little girl's irritable voice rang in the boy's ears: "Didn't you tell you not to turn back? The exit is hard to find! If I can't find it, do you want to stay here for the rest of your life?"

Zheng Qing rarely felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

"I'm sorry......" the young wizard muttered, "I just wanted to say 'thank you' to you." ”

"Thank you, why do you want to say thank you to me?" In a mirror in front of the wizard, another 'Zheng Qing' plucked his ears with his fingers, asked with a surprised face, and then shouted at the other 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror:

"Hey, everyone, come and see, this dummy thinks it's real and wants to say 'thank you'...... Does he know what 'thank you' means?"

Zheng Qing listened to his shouting, his heart was troubled, and he casually took out an old robe from the gray cloth bag and threw it on the mirror, covering the shadow that was shouting.

The world fell into calm for a moment.

"Oh, good way...... Can you cover the other mirrors as well?" The little girl's surprised voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears: "Just cover all the six mirrors around you!"

Zheng Qing didn't say a word, rummaged through the gray cloth bag and found other large and small clothes, and raised his hand to cover the other five mirrors.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed a lot.

"Wow, it's finally quiet!" A bouncing voice sounded behind Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing turned his head blankly, but saw no figure, only a messy brown hair.

He looked down and saw a little girl with a round face under the brown hair, holding a small mirror in her hand, wearing a slightly shabby black wizard's robe, with big eyes and an alert look left and right.

Looks like he's going to run away at any moment.

"Who are you?" the wizard blinked, a hint of curiosity on his face, as he desperately visualized the evil charm in his mind.

"Shhhh......h Be quiet, they'll eat people!"

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