Luminian glanced at the shattered mirror in Franca's hand, and said with both joy and confusion, "But I don't feel like I'm being attacked," and his "Trick Dance" could still dance for five or six seconds, until Franca's wrist grabbed it.

Franka cleared her throat and said in a teacher's posture, "Some occult methods don't let you notice at all, and when you feel like you're being attacked, it's the moment you die."

Could it be that the gap between stopping the "Dance of Tricks" and actually drilling into the mirror for a second or two, was secretly exerted by that monster Lumian nodded thoughtfully: "Well, our bleeding in that space is also without warning, I don't know how to stop it," As he spoke, he looked at Franca's face and found that his skin was smooth and there was no scar, and he couldn't see that there was blood oozing from multiple places just now.

Franka raised her hand and touched her face, and said thoughtfully, "It's really weird." But we did lose some blood, and as a 'witch', I have a mystical perception of the total amount of my blood, which means that the damage we received in that special mirror world was not fake, but it didn't leave a wound.

"Damn, I didn't take out my calcium carbide lamp!" She said as she turned around and rummaged through a pile of rubble on the side of the dimly lit tunnel.

Lumian didn't have time to bring his carbide lamp, so he could only observe Franca's every move with the help of the light that came in from afar.

In less than ten seconds, a mirror was pulled out of the rubble pile in Franka, the mirror seemed to be made of sterling silver, the II side pattern was mysterious and a little evil, and the surface was dull, as if it had been eroded by time.

"Sure enough; There is also a corresponding mirror in reality" Franca tried her best to prevent her figure from being reflected in the classical silver mirror, and taught Lumian by the way: "In an unsafe place, or when there is a strange encounter, if you can not look in the mirror, do not look in the mirror, otherwise it is likely that something quite terrible will happen, and this mysterious and evil thing of unknown origin must not be touched!"

After not telling Franca to disguise herself with "voyeur glasses", Lumian, who couldn't look in the mirror, nodded, "I can understand that the exit is a mirror, but what I don't understand now is how we walked into that space without noticing, and on the way, we didn't encounter anything..."

"I'm confused too." Franka covered the surface of the classical silver mirror with a handkerchief and other items, stood up and said, "This thing seems to have a close connection with the 'witch' path, how about giving it to me, I'll find something valuable to compensate you again." ”

"No problem." Lumian laughed, "You don't really need to ask me, I can't rob you." Franca said: "No, the spoils must be distributed reasonably, otherwise there will definitely be conflicts within the team, I used to, I used to be so taken advantage of, if it weren't for my good personality and not holding grudges, I would have wanted to take revenge on them a long time ago."

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"Ma'am, I suspect you're scolding me...... Lumian muttered silently, if someone robbed him of the loot, he took advantage of it for no reason, and his strength was not as good as the other party, although he wouldn't say anything on the spot, he would definitely find a way to retaliate back afterwards, and it was absolutely impossible to be "Yuan Liang" like that.

Putting away the classical silver mirror, Franka pointed to the place where the light was coming through, "Let's go over there, maybe we can run into the quarry police or some other smuggler, just ask for directions," Underground Trier lost his way and couldn't get out, maybe it was even more dangerous than being trapped in that special mirror world just now.

"yes...... Lumien agreed, and if it weren't for that, the ghost of Montsouris would have been cleared by the official Extraordinary, and the two of them walked down the tunnel with only a little light, each prepared for a possible attack. Not long after, they saw a quarry hollow, and in the middle of the hollow stood a figure in a felt hat, the light of which was emitted from the calcium carbide lamp in his hand. "Uh......" Franka made a slight recognition and shouted, "Fernandez!"

She discovers that the figure is none other than the smuggler Fernandez, who had led the way; And this seemed to be the hollow of the quarry where they had made each other wait, Fernandez turned around and asked in surprise and joy: "Why did you come from here?"

Lumian and Franka looked at each other and nodded to each other, they had indeed been in that particular mirrored world for about two quarters of an hour; Franca walked up to Fernandez and casually explained, "We found some clues, followed them, and ended up going back here, and on the way, we were attacked and lost the carbide lamp.

"What clues" Fernandez was quite surprised.

Franka smiled; "We" will speak directly to Christo. Knowing his identity, the smuggler Fernandez didn't ask much questions, and led the II people back along the original route, and they climbed the auxiliary shaft and turned into the corresponding underground part of the honest market area, all the way to the exit of the chaotic street.

It wasn't until the hawker, the child picking up the peel, the homeless man huddled in the corner, and the pedestrians coming and going came into the eyes of Lumian and Franca at the same time that they really felt like they had left that eerie space and returned to the real world.

After getting into the carriage sent by Christo the "Mouse" to wait nearby, Lumian turned his gaze to Franca, and asked in a suppressed voice, "What will you say later?"

Fernandez knew the driver and sat next to him, not in the car.

Franka chuckled, "Let's just say we entered an unknown space, found some traces, and escaped with my mirror magic." "The rest of the matter has nothing to do with Christo." Lumian didn't say anything more, half-closed his eyes, and recalled what happened in that special mirrored world.

The carriage quickly turned onto Market Avenue and ran all the way to the Suthiet steam train station, turning towards the street port to the yard. Christo "Mouse" was waiting in the warehouse nearby; It wasn't long before Lumian and Fran saw the smuggler, who looked like a rat.

Christo greeted him and said with a smile on his face: "Steam is on it, thank you, Elken and they are back!"

Erken ...... Franca's eyes lit up, and she blurted out: "The missing caravan is back" Elken is Christo's younger brother, in charge of the smuggling caravan, and he also disappeared before, Franka still has his handkerchief on his body for divination, and now he is back What is going on

Christo smiled and nodded: "Yes, that shipment is also back!" They were back a little over an hour ago. ”

More than an hour ago, it was not the place where we found the footprints and disappeared, and the time to enter the world in that special mirror Lu Mien frowned slightly, and one doubt after another appeared in his heart. That is, he has experienced more unbelievable things such as time loops and real dreams, so he has not lost a bit of a gaffe like Franca.

Seeing that both Franca and Charles looked surprised and confused, Christo smiled and said, "I'll let Elken tell you himself." He immediately turned around, took a few steps to the door of the warehouse, and shouted, "Elken, come out!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Franka tilted her head slightly, leaned over to Lumian's head, and whispered, "This is very strange."

Lumian curled the corners of his mouth and suppressed his voice: "I wonder if it's the 'rats' who have banded together to set a trap for us, luring us underground with the disappearance of the goods, and letting us take the initiative to step into that dangerous space."

Franka looked him up and down and said with a smile, "Are you too distrustful of others?"

"The dancers' base salary makes both the 'giants' and Baron Brinnel hate you, and I occupy the breeze dance hall they both want," so the 'rat' has no conflict of interest with us, so he will intervene.

Franka pondered, seriously considering the possibility of being murdered.

At this time, Lumian smiled: "This is just a guess, and it can't explain the footprints and other traces of the world in the mirror." As soon as he finished speaking, a man less than thirty years old came out of the warehouse, this head was also not tall, only one meter six, except for the lack of mouse whiskers, it was another Christo.

"It's Elken indeed." Franka whispered a message to Lumian.

Then, she looked at Christo and Elken, who came together, and said, "Elken, what happened" Elken's dark blue eyes showed a look of fear and joy, "We walked into a strange world in a tunnel, and we couldn't get out, and in the afternoon, when we were exploring the way, we suddenly went back to the original route."

It was our entry that gave them a chance to leave Franca, and Lumian looked at Elken with no emotion, as if he was looking at an enemy who might bring disaster to him, and what came to his mind was the drop of blood left on the ground of the mirrored world, which gradually became dense from thin to dense, and finally almost completely dyed an area red. Can the people who shed so much blood really come back alive Franka obviously thought of this too, looked at Elken and said: What happened to you there

Elken couldn't help but shudder a few times: "We started bleeding for no reason, and in the end many of us were dying. "The steam was on it, we found it in time, and it was restored as soon as it came out. Is it that Franka saw that what Erken with the triangular holy emblem said could be correct and could be explained, so she had to temporarily put away the doubts in her heart.

The "mouse" next to Christo glanced at them and invited with a smile: "I need to thank you no matter what." Why don't you try the most authentic Sava grilled chicken?"

"Okay." Lumien de Franca replied. Christo then took out a bunch of keys and threw them to his brother Elken: "You go to my office and get all the spices in the kitchen."

"Okay." Elken took the keys, climbed up the iron staircase embedded in the outer wall of the warehouse to the top floor, and inserted one of the keys into the door of Christo's office with his left hand, twisting it open. Franka was stunned for a moment, and said to herself: I remember Elken used to use his right hand...... "How can he be very awkward to open the door with his left hand when he is not holding anything else"

Christo heard Franca's words and nodded in response, "Yes, he's right-handed."

Some people died, but not completely......