Even though he knew that all this was false, Shen Wenshu went through every step of the wedding very seriously.

By the time the ceremony was completed, it was already evening.

As the host, Shen Wenshu needs to stay in the front yard to entertain the guests who come to drink the wedding wine.

Yang Rong Rong was sent to the new house to wait.

She raised her hand and tore off the red hijab on her head, and the two maidservants standing beside her saw this and hurriedly intervened to stop her.

"Madam, the son hasn't come yet, you can't take off your hijab!"

However, as soon as they finished speaking, they were knocked unconscious by Yang Rongrong.

Yang Rong took off the heavy flower crown on his head, and took off the long shawl and the coat that had been dragged to the ground.

After a moment's thought, she took a pair of scissors and a fire breaker from the room and stuffed them into her bosom for a rainy day.

She snuck out of the new room and went straight to the servant's room.

Tonight is the big day of the city lord, everyone in the house gathered in the front yard, Yang Rongrong did not meet anyone along the way, and arrived at the destination unimpeded.

She pushed the door open and walked into the servant's room, stooped down and pulled out the cage under the bed, then took out the fire fold and lit it.

By the dim light of the fire, she saw a little crack in the ground under the bed, and reached out to touch the ground, and she could feel the slightly raised brick joint.

She didn't touch anything in the morning, but in the evening the bricks popped up.

This further confirms Yang Rongrong's speculation.

The night will make many things in the fantasy world reveal their true colors, whether it is the Red Lady and Ah Jiang and others, or the hidden brick cracks under the bed, they all follow this law.

Yang Rongrong took out the scissors, inserted them into the brick joint, and pried them up.

There was a click.

The floor tiles were pried open, revealing a dark tunnel entrance.

Yang Rongrong put away the scissors and found a lantern in the house before carefully entering the tunnel.

The tunnel was dark and narrow, and she kept walking forward with a lantern.

I walked for a long time before I saw the end.

At the end of the tunnel is an old wooden door.

Yang Velvet reached for the deadbolt and pulled it away.

With a creak, the wooden door was slowly opened.

It was pitch black behind the door, and a cold wind was blowing in front of you.

The lantern in Yang Rongrong's hand swayed in the wind.

The lantern illuminated a small area in front of her, and it turned out to be empty!

Yang Rongrong looked closely, only to find that there was a bottomless abyss behind the door, and she was standing on the edge of the cliff, and she only needed to take a step forward to fall off the cliff and shatter her bones.

She was so frightened that her heart almost stopped.

Fortunately, she didn't rush into it just now, otherwise she would have fallen into a puddle of mud by this time.

She took two steps back with the lantern in her hand, distancing herself from the cliff.

The tunnel is a straight one, there is no fork in the middle, and there is no such thing as her going the wrong way.

But if there is really nothing underground, what is the point of the existence of this tunnel? Is it just to lure others in and explore and then leave people empty-handed?

And from an architectural point of view, if there is such a big abyss underneath, the castle lord's mansion on the ground must be very unstable, and there is a hidden danger of foundation collapse.

No matter how you look at it, there is a big problem with this abyss.

Yang Rongrong hesitated for a moment, but finally plucked up the courage to walk over and slowly stretched out his right hand.

Fingertips stretched forward, and as she was about to cross the boundary line of the cliff, she was stopped by an invisible force.

This discovery surprised her at first, and then overjoyed.

Something was holding her back from approaching the abyss, indicating that there was something strange about it.

The more the enemy doesn't want her to do something, it's likely to be something that is good for her.

Yang Rongrong directly puffed up and rushed towards the cliff in front of him.

At the moment when she stepped over the cliff, her body seemed to have broken through some kind of confinement, and the sound of tearing and pulling sounded in her ears, as if something had been broken by her.

The space around them suddenly distorted.

After a few moments, the bottomless abyss vanished.

All she saw was an empty room, and the floor was covered with mysterious runes that formed an invisible chain that wrapped tightly around a mirror.

This is the real scene behind the wooden door.

The abyss she had seen before was an illusion used to confuse the intruder.

Yang Rong Rong carefully avoided the runes and walked in front of the mirror.

This mirror is a man tall, standing on the ground, the mirror is a silver-white frame, inlaid with many spirit stones, the mirror is covered with dense red runes, if you look closely, you can see that there is a black aura overflowing from the gaps in the runes.

It gives a feeling of extreme danger.

Yang Rongrong muttered, "Could it be that this is the legendary ancient artifact Floating Mirror?" ”

The words landed, and the red runes on the mirror suddenly flowed.

Something seemed to be coming out of the mirror.

Frightened, Yang Rongrong immediately retreated, ready to run away at any time.

The red runes flowed to the back of the mirror, revealing a shiny silver-white mirror.

In the mirror, you can clearly see the figure of Yang Velvet.

To her surprise, in the mirror, she was emitting a pale golden light, and in this dark basement, her presence was like a bright light, extremely conspicuous.

Before she could figure out what was going on, a long, ethereal voice came out of the mirror.

"You've found it anyway."

The voice was indistinguishable from male to female.

Yang Rongrong asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”

"Didn't you just say my name?"

Yang Rongrong: "You are really the floating mirror, you sucked us into this illusion!" ”

"Didn't you come here on your own initiative? I know that the East China Sea is very dangerous at night, but I still have to go to sea to find the truth behind the illusion, and now that you have obtained the truth, you should be happy. ”

Yang Rongrong pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled without smiling: "I don't feel happy at all when I am trapped in this ghost place." ”

"What's bad here? Here, you are the noble lady of the city lord, you can stay with your beloved until you grow old, and you can also enjoy endless wealth and glory. If you go outside, you don't have such a good life. ”

Yang Rongrong was unmoved: "All these are illusions you weave, all fake." ”

"Sometimes there's not much difference between truth and falsehood, as long as you genuinely believe that everything here is real, then what you see and what you experience is true."

Yang Rongrong: "You call yourself self-deception." ”

"People live in the world, and if you are too sober, you will live a miserable life, it is better to be confused, which can make you happier."

Yang Rongrong: "Whether it is pain or happiness, it is up to me to make my own choice, you are not qualified to make decisions for me." ”

"I don't understand, why are you still obsessed with going back when there are so many unsatisfactory things in reality?"

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