Chapter Eighty-Six: I'm Real

Honeycomb.

This was the only concept that came to Zheng Qing's mind.

Originally, there was only a mirror in front of him. But after this mirror was broken, each fragment became a new mirror, surrounding him in front of him, behind him, diagonally in front of him, and diagonally behind him, forming a hexagonal enclosed environment.

It's like a bee's nest.

There is a black-gray floor underfoot, an off-white ceiling overhead, and mirrors everywhere around.

Zheng Qing tried to walk around the mirror in front of him, but found that he had just walked from one 'hive' to another. This made him realize that these 'hives' had built up a vast maze of mirrors.

He cautiously retreated the way he came, but he always felt that the 'hive' after retreating was not the 'hive' he had left before.

This intense sense of distortion is maddening.

But what's even more maddening is the reflection in the mirror.

In every mirror, there is a 'Zheng Qing', and there are other mirrors and the 'Zheng Qing' in those mirrors. Every 'Zheng Qing' seems to be real—some 'Zheng Qing' is depressed, curled up at the foot of the mirror and pretends to be asleep, some 'Zheng Qing' is furious, brandishing a talisman and shouting, some 'Zheng Qing' spreads out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the ground and draws talismans on the spot, and some 'Zheng Qing' holds the Dharma book and recites words, as if trying to save themselves from this chaos with magic.

More 'Zheng Qing' are arguing.

Because each of them wants to prove that they are true, and the others are false:

"I'm real!"

"I'm real, you're fake!"

"I'm real! This stupid hair, do you see it?, just this one, do you have it?!"

This pimple just erupted this morning...... It's because I was on patrol last night and stayed up late!"

"You're all fake...... I'm the real one! My talisman gun has the secret mark of the Jiang family in Zhongshan!"

"I have the saliva left by the elves on my robes!"

"I have a cat hair on my belt...... Is there any more real detail than that?!"

Zheng Qing listened to the chaotic noise in the mirrors around him, only to feel dizzy, and had the urge to smash everything: "All... Why... To give...... Labour...... Shut up!"

He grabbed an explosive charm, circled around, and walked to each mirror and threatened, "Huh...... You guys give me another one to try!!"

The cinnabar runes on the explosive talisman flashed under the wizard's irritable mood, emitting unstable waves of magical power. It seems like it's going to blow up at any moment.

The 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror looked at him in unison—whether it was drawing talismans, quarreling, or even those who pretended to be asleep—with a unified expression of disdain on their faces:

"You blow one up. ”

"Don't bomb you're a grandson!"

"Do you want me to buy you a few oranges?"

"Blow up those fakes!I'm real!!"

"I don't have any brains, and I dare to say that I am real?"

"No wonder the doctor said that you, the captain, are the mascot of the hunting team......"

Zheng Qing's arm holding the explosive talisman stiffened—he realized that those guys in the mirror were probably the ones who were the least afraid of the mirror shattering. Because if he blew these mirrors into 1,800 pieces, the huge labyrinth in front of him would expand hundreds of times, and he would be the one who really had a headache.

"Shut up!" The young public fee shouted weakly: "I am the real one, you are all fake!"

"Who has ever seen a wizard with a gun in his head? Behind Zheng Qing, in a mirror, a rather old-fashioned 'Zheng Qing' pouted: "Among all of them, you are the most fake." ”

That sounds like a joke.

unexpectedly got the support of most of the 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror.

"yes, yes, who's going to put a barrel in the head?"

"I heard that the Institute of Applied Magic has an alchemy ...... of 'Wizard Human Body Transformation'"

"I'm only in the first grade, and I'm a first-year university student, how can I participate in such a dangerous experiment!"

"Dangerous?huh...... When Su Shijun cut my shadow, he also said that the experiment was not dangerous...... Until she blew up that lab. ”

They continued to mess around and keep on and on.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath.

He couldn't expect Mr. to reach out and fish him out, that wasn't Mr. Teaching's style. If he wants to get out of the predicament in front of him, he needs to figure out a way for himself.

"Is this the 'gorgeous' world in the mirror that I was looking forward to?" the young student looked around, thinking of what he had complained to his husband before, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Then he thought of the 'spirit of the mirrored world' that Mr. had mentioned. Instinctively, he thought the elf might help him get out of here.

But where can I find the spirit of the mirror world?

Staying where you are is definitely not going to work. There are their own shadows on the left and right, and they are all arguing, and if you find the elf in the mirror here, it will be a real joke.

Zheng Qing didn't suspect that the 'Zheng Qing' in those mirrors were the elves of the mirror world. But hundreds of shadows make people feel like a tiger eating the sky and can't eat it. This made him instinctively avoid this choice.

At this moment, he faintly heard a crisp laugh, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was as if someone couldn't help but laugh and immediately covered their mouths.

The wizard looked left and right in amazement—the crisp voice was definitely not his own.

"Did you hear that?" he tried to ask himself in the mirror - he felt like he was about to go insane. What normal person would ask 'themselves' opinion in the mirror?

Most of the 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror are still arguing with each other, competing for the real and false titles. However, several 'Zheng Qing' answered Zheng Qing's inquiry, and without exception, they all said that he was hallucinating.

Adhering to the principle that the 'enemy' denied was what we should adhere to, Zheng Qing became more and more sure of what he had just heard.

This hive must be left behind.

Even now, it seems, the hive is safe.

The wizard made up his mind, holding the barrel of the gun sticking out of his forehead, and poked his hand into the grey sack - he needed to make a mark before leaving the hive to make sure he didn't get lost in the search for the future.

So he took out a brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and left a complex rune on the mirror in front of him. The runes contain concepts such as warding off evil spirits, calming the mind, and breaking illusions.

The originally noisy 'Zheng Qings' in the mirror quieted down one after another, turned their heads, and looked at the rune in unison.

Half a day.

Zheng Qing put away the brush and nodded with satisfaction - sometimes a little cleverness can solve a big problem, he thought this sentence in his heart, and walked around this mirror to the next beehive.

Then I saw that in the next hive, all the 'Zheng Qing' in the mirror had a brush in their hands, and drew the talisman on the mirror around them.

The position, the handwriting, exactly the same.

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