The second floor of the inn is an ordinary room, and the third floor is the Shuiyue Mansion, with a total of nine rooms.

Room 1 still has candlelight, and the rest of the rooms are lit.

The guy led Xiao Feng to the front of room No. 2 and hurried downstairs, as if there were some demons and monsters in this place.

Xiao Feng opened the door with the key on the sign and went in, blowing the fire fold to light the lamp.

In the light of the fire, it was a simple room that was no different from an ordinary room, and it was cleaned neatly and cleanly.

Xiao Feng took the fire fold and lit all the other candles.

Gradually, the whole room lit up.

The room was normal, except for a booklet on the desk, the pen and inkstone were obviously used, and the chair in front of the bronze mirror was pulled out by someone for some reason.

Xiao Feng walked to the desk and looked at the half-opened booklet, which had a few large characters written on that page with a brush.

Moon in the water, moon in the sky.

The font is beautiful and the ink stains are not dry.

Xiao Feng imagined that a person was writing at his desk, and he suddenly pushed the door in, and the person disappeared out of thin air.

If he hadn't known that Ye Fan wouldn't be so boring, he would probably have thought it was Ye Fan's prank.

He picked up the booklet and flipped through it.

The previous page is, the flower in the mirror, the flower in the world.

The upper page is, the fate comes and goes, the fate gathers and the fate is scattered.

Looking at the ink stains, the time when the words were written should not be recent.

He sniffed the booklet to his nose, frowning slightly.

The ink is very fragrant, mixed with an indescribable smell, not unpleasant, but it does not seem to be ink.

He flipped forward again, also with some inexplicable words, and flipped back, and there was a blank space behind him.

Xiao Feng put the booklet back in its place, and sniffed the ink in the inkstone again, which was also the faint smell.

"I've never seen this kind of ink. Xiao Feng muttered to himself in his heart.

He thought about it, took out a handkerchief, dipped it in a corner of ink, folded it carefully, and put it in his sleeve.

Then he went to look at the bronze mirror again, and there was nothing strange about it except that it was cleanly polished.

"It's weird. Xiao Feng yawned slightly, leashed the door, and sat down at the table.

What does the mirror flower water moon mean here?

Dude says it's better not to sleep, why can't you sleep?

Can you run into the mirror?

He's kind of amused by his imagination.

Sleep-related...... Is it Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, or sleepwalking, or living in a dream forever?

Or a mirror, a flower, a water, a moon.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the bed, and suddenly noticed that the position of the mirror was a little strange.

If the window is open, and the moon is shining again, one person sleeps in bed, and the other sits down in front of a mirror, and the moonlight shines in the mirror, and the mirror is right in front of the person in the bed.

This kind of placement is generally not available.

After all, it's not always a good thing to wake up and see the mirror at night, especially when the mirror is very bright.

But now, why?

Xiao Feng suddenly got a little interesting.

Then go and experience it?

Then go and experience it.

He smiled, blew out the candle, and lay down on the bed.

Sleeping in front of the mirror doesn't feel very good.

Xiao Feng turned his head to look at the mirror, looking at the vague person in the mirror, he always felt that the figure inside was weird, as if there was a ghost hiding in the mirror that imitated his movements.

Gradually, he felt a little sleepy and yawned slightly.

At that moment, he looked out of his eye and saw that the boy in the mirror didn't seem to move.

He paused, staring intently.

The figure in the mirror also looked at it.

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes, turned over and sat up, and sat in front of the mirror, staring at the person who looked exactly like him in the mirror without blinking.

The man in the mirror stares at him.

Gradually, Xiao Feng felt very irritable, disgusted, and even wanted to smash the mirror to pieces.

The man in the mirror had eyes that were too calm, too unforgiving.

Suddenly, a cat meowed outside the window.

Xiao Feng came back to his senses suddenly.

He closed his eyes tiredly, put his left hand on his forehead, and after a while, he looked up into the mirror again.

The person in the mirror still had the same expression and movements as Xiao Feng, and even the tiredness between his eyebrows was the same, but his eyes were too indifferent and too ruthless.

"It's you. Xiao Feng smiled a little bitterly, "So that's the case." ”

The person's mouth in the mirror moved, and he was also smiling bitterly.

Xiao Feng continued to smile bitterly, "I almost thought I was like this, like a puppet, and it scared me. ”

The person in the mirror also has the same mouth shape.

"If you want to learn from me, I thought it was something interesting, but it was so boring," Xiao Feng shook his head, got up and prepared to leave, "I'm asleep, good night." ”

"Is it interesting that you've been running away?" said the man in the mirror suddenly.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Feng asked helplessly.

The man in the mirror smiled, "Be you." ”

"Be me?" Xiao Feng smiled, a little sneering, "If you want to do it, no one can stop you." ”

"It recognizes you, it doesn't recognize me, how can I do you?" roared the man in the mirror.

"You said that stone?" Xiao Feng sat down again, seeming interested, "You didn't say I forgot, how did you get in there that day?"

The man in the mirror closed his mouth.

"To be honest, I should thank you, if you didn't really want to kill me, it wouldn't listen to me, and it wouldn't go out obediently," Xiao Feng said with a smile, "That time, I almost accepted my fate." ”

The face of the person in the mirror was gloomy.

"But if you dare to kill me, let me be sure of one thing, you are not me. Xiao Feng's tone became serious, "Ye Fan said, a person can't exist out of thin air, if you are not me, who are you?"

The man in the mirror suddenly grinned, "This should be mine, everything should be mine, you are just a lonely ghost, why take away ......"

After just a few words, the person in the mirror suddenly lost his voice.

The person in the mirror has become a real shadow, and the tiredness and sadness in his eyes cannot be hidden.

"Is it him?" Xiao Feng lowered his head and looked at his hands.

If the boy is really the owner of this body, what right does he have to blame the boy, and what right does he have to reject him?

He owes it to him.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, the gentle voice of the young man came from behind him.

Xiao Feng's heart trembled, and he closed his eyes, "It's okay." ”

"You have a bad complexion. Ye Fan walked around to Xiao Feng's side, pulled Xiao Feng's body to face him, bent down to look at Xiao Feng's eyes and said.

"I'm tired, is there something wrong?" Xiao Feng lowered his eyelids and said softly.

Ye Fan smiled helplessly and rubbed Xiao Feng's head, "Okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, I'll take you to see something interesting?"

"What's that?" Xiao Feng raised his eyelids to look at him.

"A person's dream," Ye Fan looked at his glasses, "maybe it will make you think about a lot of things clearly." ”

"What do you mean?" Xiao Feng asked with a frown.

"Refracting illusory dreams into reality. Ye Fan replied.

Xiao Feng's brows furrowed tighter.

"Did you see that?" Ye Fan looked at Xiao Feng seriously.

"I wasn't asleep, but I saw something. Xiao Feng exhaled, "Maybe I'm too tired." ”

Ye Fan smiled pityingly, "I'll guard you tonight, you can sleep peacefully." ”

Xiao Feng nodded and did not refuse.

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