Since the morning, Lu Ziming has been looking for the end of the mirror wall, and the mirror wall seems to have no end. However, he still found some clues that seemed to be clues, but he didn't dare to think about what it meant, because as he walked on, he saw the big trees and the deep pool again.

A huge sense of sleepiness surged into his mind, Lu Ziming closed his eyes unconsciously, and he didn't know how long it took, his body fell on the grass and woke up .......

The one in front of me is gone!

The next second, he jumped up from the grass, his eyes full of surprise and puzzlement, "The thing is gone, and it has reappeared?"

When he didn't know it, he was restored to his original state again, and it was still the deep pool, and the disappeared colorful fish swam leisurely in the water. It was still the green meadow, the ashes of the fire had disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace of zài on the ground. It was still the same big tree, and its branches were full of colorful fruits, and even the branches he had broken were restored as before.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible", even if you are drowsy just now, and the vigilant habit you have developed by wandering on the edge of life and death for a long time, no one should and will not be around you without discovering it.

But the facts are in front of him, and he is not allowed to doubt, there is no reasonable explanation for the deep pool, the grass, and the big trees, is he dreaming, or he has been dreaming.

His head was about to explode, from the moment he fell into the cliff, there was nothing normal, first he saw the grid of purple silk threads woven in the valley, and then fell into the purple whirlpool, I don't know how long it took, after waking up, there was no scar on his body, not even a sprain or bump, naturally there was no pain. Thinking that the valley is at least a few hundred meters high, even if you fall to your death, you will leave scars that are difficult to heal.

Then more bizarre and bizarre things are playing, starting with the endless undulating meadow, which may be explained by visual deception. However, how to explain the mirror wall made of energy, why it appears here, and what is the purpose of isolating the space, this can no longer be explained by hindrance, obstruction, and confusion.

There are also deep pools, big trees, and the unchanging purple sky in the sky, which doesn't look like there should be a zài on the earth. In the end, I don't know if it's a maze, or the phenomenon of Mobius trapping me, I'm like an ant crawling around in a circle, and the www.biquge.info of the Biqu Pavilion is that the end cycle repeats and can't go out at all.

The mirror wall divides the space here into five by five, twenty-five spaces of the same size, like the latitude and longitude lines on the earth. Except for the space with large trees and deep pools, the remaining twenty-four spaces were only grass and the sky, and nothing else.

He has a ridiculous feeling that he has stored zài in a huge sphere, or in a huge sphere, otherwise it is difficult to explain the current qiē with his own knowledge.

He began to doubt his initial inference, and thought of three possibilities: the first was that he was indeed dead, but he didn't want to admit it, the second was that he was not dead, he fell into a sphere, and as for why he was here, I am afraid no one could explain clearly, and the last possibility, which seemed very absurd, that he was not dead and was dead, maybe it was a dream, and only a bizarre dream could explain this, and he was trapped in his own dream.

Either way, he has to face a seemingly unavoidable problem, can he get out?

He suddenly remembered that when he lived on campus, after the lights were turned off in the dormitory, his roommate had said some seemingly absurd trivial things in order to create an incomprehensible atmosphere, which made him even more frightened, because those memories he had experienced the same before, and had been there a long, long time ago.

He clearly remembered that he had put a homework book in his school bag, but when he got to the classroom, the homework book had become another homework book, and he always thought that it was the result of his mistake and carelessness.

Also, he had put something in a drawer or something, but after a while, he found it somewhere else!

Also, he thought he had done something, but he didn't actually do it, such as closing the door or something, or the other way around, and there was no way to explain it, so he could only think that there was a problem with his memory.

Even, he had been to a new place, but this place he clearly remembered that he had never been there, but there was a familiar feeling of being there before.

Is there something wrong with your memory, or is someone unknowingly affecting your memory?

He was already doubting his own existence, his mind was in turmoil, he didn't dare to think about it, as if he had touched something, but he didn't dare to touch it. This may be a forbidden area that should not be touched by yourself, is it something that you should touch, being sealed here.

There are some things that you can't stop at the beginning, don't think about them, but they are in the consciousness of your mind, and you can't get rid of them.

He was still afraid, it was a fear that he had never had, deep into every nerve in his mind, implanted in every cell in his body, as if a pair of cold eyes were staring at his spine, and the horror rose from the tail vertebrae to the brain, and he couldn't help but be covered in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to look back.

I don't know how long it took, I didn't feel sleepy, nothing happened around me, I was still so calm, I could clearly hear my heartbeat.

"Do you want to go out yourself, can you go out yourself?" he had begun to waver.

His heart was pounding, beads of sweat were running down his forehead little by little, he had never experienced anything like this, he was a little overwhelmed for a while, and he even forgot his breathing.

The departure of parents can think of life, old age, sickness and death, the appearance of zombies can be attributed to the outbreak of viruses, and even superpowers can be understood as the explosion of human potential, but the one here is beyond the scope of science.

Who can create a purple sky, an endless meadow, an invisible and colorless mirror wall, which can only be stored in the mythical trees and deep pools, so that his world view is completely subverted.

He had experienced the grief of losing his loved ones, endured the ridicule and white eyes of others, did not dare to stretch out his head for fear of hiding in a small boat, hid in a dark house and shivered, these are all human instincts, even if he is ridiculed, it is easy to understand, but there is not even a figure here, only his own shadow and claustrophobic space, ruthlessly destroying his will.

Whether he was laughing or crying, whether he wanted to or not, he had to face a world that he couldn't bear, and if it was a world, he didn't know what he should do.