As soon as he stepped on it, the dust kicked up, and the smell of decay hit his face, choking Meng Xuan almost sneezed, and he regretted that he didn't find a mask to bring on.

He found out that he was in the right corner of the abandoned lab, and he didn't know why the door was open in such a place.

He turned around in confusion, wanting to see the door in its entirety.

The door of our house is like a mosaic in the wall, and it seems that it was definitely not built by man.

And, although this door is exactly the same as the style of his own door, it always gives him an indescribable strange feeling.

I don't know if this feeling should be said to be illusory or abrupt, in short, it seems out of place in this world.

Maybe the door just appeared here at random, and the House in the Mirror was just a buffer between the real world and the world in the mirror. ’

Meng Xuan guessed.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he swept to the corner of the wall not far from the door, and something seemed to be watching him.

He hurriedly cast his gaze into the corner.

In the shadows of the corner, under the light of the dim purple light, a man with withered yellow hair and a hideous face was staring at him.

Meng Xuan was so frightened that he almost knocked it down with a shake of his hand.

Fortunately, he held back, because he could see that the face was a dried corpse.

The corpse, dressed in black robes, sat curled up against the wall, covered in dust, with a withered face, hollow eyes, and yellow hair like weeds, and it was unknown how long it had been dead.

'You can't cheat corpses, do you?' ’

Meng Xuan muttered in his heart, and took the iron hoe in his hand and poked lightly at the black-robed corpse.

No response.

Meng Xuan carefully observed the appearance of the dried corpse.

Through the dust deposited on the corpse, you can see that the dried corpse has deep eye sockets, prominent cheekbones, a tattoo-like pattern on the face, and huge gold earrings in both ears, revealing a sense of mystery.

Shaking off the dust on the black robe, Meng Xuan found that the black robe also had complex dark red lines, which seemed to have some special meaning.

At the same time, Meng Xuan also found that the corpse seemed to be holding something in its hands.

He carefully removed the hand that was curled up in front of his chest, and found that the corpse was holding a rectangular leather bag made of some kind of animal skin.

His eyes lit up, and he gently pulled the corpse's hand away with his iron hoe and hooked the leather bag out.

Without the barrier of the leather bag, he saw that there was a huge hideous wound on the chest of the corpse and from the upper neck to the lower neck, and this dry corpse should have been killed by a sharp weapon before death.

At the same time, he also saw the chest of the corpse's black robe, with a mysterious pattern outlined with gold edges.

The details that make up this pattern are very complex and dense, but the overall appearance of this pattern is like a cross formed by two eyes overlapping horizontally and vertically.

"Cross Eyes ······"

Meng Xuan always felt that this pattern was a little familiar, but for a while, he couldn't figure out where this familiar feeling came from, so he could only give up for the time being and focus on the rectangular leather bag.

Because he didn't know what was inside, Meng Xuan didn't dare to touch it with his hands.

Fortunately, the bag was not tightly sealed.

Meng Xuan poked it with a hoe for a short while, and then successfully poked it open.

The leather bag revealed the white flowers, the brand new paper.

Judging from the situation of the dried corpse and the laboratory, Meng Xuan didn't feel strange that it had been abandoned for dozens or hundreds of years, but after such a long time, the paper was still preserved so new, Meng Xuan felt that this might be some kind of black technology in the mirror world.

Intrigued by the contents of the paper, he continued to poke it with his hoe, poking some of it out of the leather bag.

Sure enough, the paper was filled with dense text.

It's a pity that Meng Xuan didn't understand a word.

This kind of text is completely different from the words that Meng Xuan knows, and a single byte actually contains complex lines, which makes people a little dizzy at a glance.

Looking at the other papers, some of them were not pure words, but looked like some kind of formula, and some of the papers also had structural graphics, which also confused Meng Xuan.

At this time, Meng Xuan was a little dumbfounded, even if there was some important information recorded in these pages, he couldn't understand it at all?

Meng Xuan thought about it and decided to get these papers into the room first, and then study them slowly.

Just as he was about to put the paper away and get it into the room, suddenly there was a feeling of being watched.

He looked towards the source of the feeling.

In the inky darkness behind the door of the room, two flickering red dots of light appeared.

Meng Xuan broke out in a cold sweat because he found that this red point of light that appeared silently looked like two eyes blinking in the dark!

Run!!

A strong sense of crisis and fear surged up, and Meng Xuan immediately turned around, preparing to run home and close the door.

However, the destination was a rapidly moving, silent black shadow.

Meng Xuan only felt a sharp pain in his neck, instantly filling his five senses.

After a second, he felt as if his head had hit the ground, and then he was no longer conscious.

The real world.

As if solidified, Meng Xuan, who reached out to touch the mirror, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I ······ He's dead?! ”

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and the sharp pain that had just been just now still irritating his nerves.

A hint of fear flashed through his heart inexplicably.

He didn't even see what was striking him.

He looked at the mirror, and the self in the mirror also had his confused and frightened look at this time, without any abnormality, he reached out and touched the mirror, the texture was solid, and there was no previous illusory touch like water waves.

Everything that happened just now seemed to be his hallucination.

"Is it true or not······?"

Meng Xuan was also confused at this time, whether what happened just now was real, or was it an illusion caused by himself for unknown reasons?

Suddenly, he saw that there was an obvious red mark on his neck in the mirror, and he reached out to touch his neck, and a slight pain came, as if he had been strangled by something.

"This is the part where I was hit at the end of the mirror world, and my death in the mirror affected the real world······"

This time, Meng Xuan completely decided that everything he had just experienced was real, and it was only because of his accidental death in the mirror world that he could no longer enter the mirror now.

Then his heart rose again.

Since all this is real, will the strange thing that killed him enter this side through the gate?

You know, he didn't have time to close the door before he died, and he never imagined that he would die so quickly.

With a shampoo bottle in his hand, he stared at the mirror for half an hour without blinking, and if there was an abnormality in the mirror, he would smash it.

Thankfully, nothing bad happened, and the monster didn't seem to be aware of the gate's presence.

However, Meng Xuan was not very relieved, so he found adhesive tape and newspapers, and sealed the mirror airtightly, so he was relieved, and walked to the living room sofa and sat down, his heart was messy.

"I don't know if I'll be able to enter the mirror world again."

Meng Xuan felt a little regretful in his heart, but since he had been in contact once, he would definitely be able to find the possibility of contact again.

Besides, he didn't have any clues, at least he saw the golden cross eyes that made him feel familiar.