Chapter Seventy-Four: The Man in the Mirror
Lu Dian woke up to find himself in the dark. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Below the abdomen, it was cold and bitter in the water, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air, not the smell of fish, but a rusty smell of sinking water. Lu Dian shook his body, and a heart-rending pain came from his limbs, chest and abdomen. He took a sharp breath, clenched his fist slightly, and moved his fingers again, only to realize that he was locked in chains. The pain from the shoulder blade made Lu Dian clearly know that his shoulder blade was broken, and Lu Dian, who was in the dark and couldn't judge the surrounding situation, knew through the pain that at least a dozen thorns had been pierced into his body.
With a squeak, a dazzling white light shot at Lu Dian's head from the top. Lu Dian closed his eyes and lowered his head for a while before slowly looking up at the Internet. Above were two young cultivators dressed in white, standing in the sunlight and looking at them coldly. Each of them stretched out a long hook and probed into the water behind Lu Dian, stirring for a while to hook out two chains. Only then did Lu Dian realize that the two chains had actually passed through his shoulder blades, and the slight smell of iron turned out to be the smell of his own blood mixed with rust.
The two cultivators dragged the chains, and the chains rattled on the stone wall. Lu Dian felt a shock and severe pain all over his body, and he was lifted up with chains. The two cultivators took out the key and loosened the chain on Lu Dian's shoulder blade and threw it back into the water prison, but the steel nail that pierced Lu Dian's shoulder blade was still fiercely stuck on it, and it was dripping with blood.
"Let's go!" the two kicked Lu Dian and knocked Lu Dian to the ground.
Lu Dian turned around and wanted to resist, but found that he did not have any strength in his body. The two of them looked at Lu Dian's angry appearance and laughed for a while: "Demon Dao demon, what is fierce, you will be guilty for a while." ā
Lu Dian Zhenyuan reversed and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was as ugly as gold paper.
Seeing that Lu Dian was not moving, the two monks were even more angry and said, "Okay, you demon, see if I don't kill you!"
One of the monks hurriedly stopped and said, "Okay, Master is still waiting for us to bring someone over, what if you kill you?"
"Hmph, let you live for another hour and a half, and I will ask you to cut a thousand knives in a while. After the man finished speaking, he grabbed the big nail that grabbed Lu Dian's shoulder blade and directly lifted Lu Dian up. Lu Dian was so painful that he almost fainted.
Along the way, Lu Dian found that every big hole on his body was nailed with a huge steel nail, and many of them passed through his body, no wonder he felt pain every step he took.
The mountain air and fog made Lu Dian understand that this was the Yunyin Holy Sect, but why did he come here? Why did he become like this again? After he was knocked unconscious last night, Lu Dian had no impression at all. Could it be that part of my memory has been extracted? Obviously not, then something must have happened during the time I was in a coma that caused me to become what I am now.
Passing through a Lang Garden, Lu Dian was pushed by two monks and staggered into a large hall. Gone from the harsh sunlight outside, replaced by the soft light of a candle. The diameter of this hall is very deep, and it is difficult for the sunlight to reach all of it, so the inside can only be lit by candles. Such an eerie place seemed to be inhabited by a city of unjust souls, and Lu Dian dragged the chains step by step into it. A strong voice said coldly, "Who is coming?"
Lu Dian raised his eyes to look in the direction where the sound came from, and there was a round octagonal bronze mirror where the candle flame was held, and the sound came from the bronze mirror.
"Lu Dian, a disciple of the Painting Garden of Baishui Academy. Lu Dian said weakly.
"Demon man, you dare to call yourself a disciple of the Holy Gate!" As the words fell, a white thunder fell from the sky and slashed at Lu Dian. Lu Dian was equipped with steel nails, and suddenly thunder and lightning entered his body, and the whole person instantly fell to the ground like a sheep's horn wind, curled up and trembled. "Say, where did your Luo Demon Heavenly Dao Skill come from?"
Luo Demon Heavenly Dao Gong!Lu Dian suddenly flashed back to countless thoughts in his heart. His own self-cutting Dao had already cut off the root of Luo Demon Heavenly Dao Gong, how did these people know that they had cultivated Luo Demon Heavenly Dao Gong? While Lu Dian endured the severe pain and soreness caused by the electric shock, his thoughts turned sharply, what was wrong?
"The demon is so daring!" said another white thunderbolt. This time, Lu Dian directly stiffened, and the whole person was completely painful and numb.
"My wife was killed and lost her head, and you came to interrogate me without asking about the murderer. I don't know what Luo Demon Heavenly Dao Gong is!" Lu Dian gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"What a demon, you dare to quibble! You killed your wife with your own hands so cruelly that you still want to hide it from the world. I, Yunyin Holy Sect, will let you die to understand!" As the words fell, a golden halo flashed in the bronze mirror, and the halo instantly condensed into a square-faced and broad-eyed figure. This person was tall and powerful in a tight-fitting Confucian robe, and he was staring at Lu Dian with an angry face at this time, and said coldly: "Demon, come and see!"
When the words fell, the bronze mirror in his hand flashed purple, and suddenly the picture showed that it was where Lu Dian's wedding room was last night.
Lu Dian looked at the round bronze mirror similar to a mobile phone, and didn't know what to say.
The man said coldly: "Good demon, forgive you for not knowing this treasure." This treasure is the mirror of the clouds, which can observe the causes of the past and the effects of the future, as long as the cause and a drop of blood can know everything. Do you think what you do can deceive the sky?" With that, he slapped his palm on Lu Dian's back. The viciousness of this palm directly damaged Lu Dian's five organs, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the bronze mirror.
The scene of the wedding room flashes quickly, flickering left and right, flickering forward and backward. Lu Dian looked at the scene of his banquet yesterday and yesterday like a marquee, and the scenes seemed to be just yesterday, and even he saw his last conversation with Lin Ruoxi. Time passed rapidly in the mirror, and in an instant, I arrived in the cave room, only to see a black back slowly swaying in the candlelight. Lu Dian saw Lin Mengru's face, and in the end, her expression turned out to be smiling. He looked at the black back in front of him and smiled! No, her eyes didn't seem to be looking at the person in front of him but behind the person, but there was nothing behind it. As soon as the picture of the Zhengtian Mirror turned, Lin Mengru's face was facing the mirror, and Lu Dian suddenly found that those confused and charming eyes were actually looking at "himself". It's not the weird person in the picture, it's the self outside the picture.
Lu Dian slowly gasped and continued to look into the bronze mirror, and the strange black shadow suddenly hugged Lin Mengru. Lin Mengru did not resist, and the two rolled over on the bed. Suddenly, Lu Dian found that the man had pulled out a broken blade from his leggings! Lu Dian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly blinked his eyes to confirm that he was not mistaken. This is his own broken blade, why is it on this person! I saw this back holding Lin Mengru's broken blade and waving, and then got up, leaving only the headless corpse that Lu Dian saw after entering the house. I saw that the black shadow gently covered the red quilt on the corpse, revealing only the cute little feet.
He held the head in his arms, and the face of the head was pressed against his heart. He turned around slowly, and this face suddenly froze in the bronze mirror, it was none other than the face that Lu Dian was most familiar with, his own face!