Master Meng lived in the middle of Yanghua Town, where Lin Chen had two identical buildings next to each other.
The two large houses with black tiles, white walls and red doors are closely connected and have similar shapes. Even the cornices on the roofs and the peeling paint on the door buttons are exactly the same. It seems that the intersection is the central axis. , placed a huge mirror, one to one reflecting each other.
The players were led by the scholar to the house near the west of the town. Without knocking on the door, two heavy red doors slowly swung inward.
Amidst the sound of "squeaking", the scholar was waiting by the door with no intention of going in; the players stepped over the threshold one by one and stood in the courtyard paved with bluestone slabs.
The red door was closed heavily behind him, as if cement was being used to seal the door of the tomb where the coffin was placed.
The courtyard was empty and lonely, with nothing but a stone table and a few stone benches. There are no flowers, trees, or any trace of human life.
"Inviting us over but not sending anyone to pick us up, Mr. Meng is really arrogant." Tang Yu complained and took out the saber from his waist.
The NPC is unreasonable, so no wonder he is rude.
"Maybe there aren't many living people in this yard, who knows?" Qisi hooked the cursed pendulum on his little finger, walked straight to the east door wall of the house, and stood at the base of the wall. He raised his fingers and tapped it twice.
Two crisp sounds of "嘘嘚" sounded in the silence, trembling slightly, like the lingering sound of strings.
"Lin Wen, are you trying to find a dark room here?" Tang Yu didn't know why, but he still walked quickly to Qisi, holding his saber across his back to protect him in case of emergencies.
While observing his surroundings, he commented: "This sound really doesn't sound right. The sound of a normal knock on the wall shouldn't be like this... Isn't there really a hiding space?"
"It's not a dark room. If there is a hidden space in the wall, the sound will be more ethereal." Lin Chen shook his head gently.
He followed Qisi closely, squatting next to the wall and tapping on the wall: "Brother Lin probably wants to determine the material of the wall.
" In this copy, we can’t see anything unusual about the townspeople with scarecrow bodies, which shows that vision can be deceiving.
"But hearing is not good. If you want to judge the true situation of an existence, you may be able to deduce it through the sound it makes."
Qisi nodded, put his hands back into his sleeves, stood up and asked, "Have you heard it before? Have you ever heard this kind of sound? Can you tell what it sounds like?"
Tang Yu spread his hands to express his helplessness.
Lin Chen frowned and thought for a moment, then said hesitantly: "This voice is very familiar, I may have heard it before."
He stood up and took out a camera lens from the props bar .
[Name: Camera Filter (in use)]
[Type: Props]
[Effect: Small adjustments to the appearance based on the original appearance of the player's face]
[Note: Are you ready to cheat? 】
This is the prop used by Lin Chen to change his appearance. After the effect is activated, there is only one shot left of this prop. It must be carried with you to ensure that the effect continues to take effect.
Qisi just took a step back and stood between Lin Chen and Tang Yu.
Tang Yu was squeezed out of the maximum distance where he could trigger the prop information and see the prompt text. He could only see Lin Chen holding a lens with nothing unusual in his hands, and his movements were extremely careful and cherished.
He couldn't help but marveled: "Lin Ya, did you bring this thing with you when you entered the dungeon? It's so broken that you can't take pictures."
Lin Chen said nothing and said Knuckles tap lightly on the lens.
“嘘~嘘~”
The crisp and familiar sound sounded again, echoing the previous sound of tapping on the wall.
Lin Chen made a judgment: "It's glass. My lens is made of glass, and the wall is made of sound. Based on the previous information, I guess... it may be a mirror."
The walls of Mr. Meng's house are mirrors.
All previous speculations have since come true. There is indeed a huge mirror in the center of Yanghua Town, dividing the town into east and west parts, reflecting each other, making the layout of the buildings exactly the same.
"Wait, something doesn't seem right..." Lin Chen put away the camera, frowned and thought for a while, and asked, "Since there is a mirror blocking the middle, how can we freely move between the east and west of the town? "
"Because we are spirits." Tang Yu slapped his sword on the ground and looked into the depths of the house. "The prompt from the beginning was very clear. We all have no shadows. Only ghosts have no shadows.
"It's normal for ghosts to travel through mirrors, but it's a cliché horror scene for a female ghost to crawl out of a mirror.
“What we need to think about is, between the west and east of the town, which side is the reality and which side is the reflection.”
As his words fell, the originally white wall suddenly became The color fades at a speed visible to the naked eye and becomes translucent and reflective.
All the cracks and cracks in the bricks became smooth and clean in a few seconds, reflecting the images of the people in front. Each person's body was outlined with a white line, like an exposure.
The false pretense is exposed, exposing the reality underneath. The illusion of a huge mirror peeling off the wall is based on the junction of the two houses and extends infinitely to the north and south, endlessly.
The sunlight diluted by the fog is reflected by the mirror, casting a dazzling and scorching effect on the players. The sudden heat brings scorching pain, triggering the association and fear of being burned by fire.
In the upper right corner of the field of vision, a skeleton dressed in blood struggled violently. The chief priest on top seemed to have been disturbed from his sleep. He opened his scarlet eyes and lowered his gaze.
The officiant in red raised the black cross with both hands and pressed it down suddenly. The originally restless skeleton was penetrated by the cross that rushed out of the card surface, and finally calmed down.
Qisi raised his eyes and looked through the cards to the mirror, seeing another world behind it.
The fire that reached the sky burned fiercely in the mirror, and the entire mirror surface was smeared in a uniform orange color.
The night was illuminated by the fire as bright as day. The wooden houses gradually collapsed from near to far, tiles and wooden beams fell, and ashes and dust were mixed and billowing in all directions.
The armored soldiers astride their horses, held high their gushing torches, and tirelessly sprinkled sparks onto the unburned houses.
Men and women in coarse linen and linen clothes fled in all directions, crying and calling for help intertwined for a long time.
These pictures undoubtedly confirm the background of the copy and confirm the fact that the soldiers set fire to the town.
If the players miss the earliest paper clues scattered in the mansion, there is also a way to supplement the missing part of the worldview by discovering that the wall is made of mirrors.
But now the players have known this information for a long time, and being looked at in the mirror like this is completely in vain.
"Brother Lin, take it!" Lin Chen was the first to react, taking out the [Umbrella Full of Pain] from the toolbar and putting the handle into Qisi's hand.
Qisi extinguished his chaotic thoughts and opened his black umbrella to act as a shield, blocking the three of them.
The light reflected by the mirror was partially blocked, but the power remained, as if the fire in the mirror had spread to reality.
The clothes of Qisi, who was in the middle of the three, were still intact. Tang Yu and Lin Chen on the left and right sides each had half of their sleeves burned off, and their skin was covered with black burn marks.
Fortunately, the shiny mirror soon dimmed, and the light beaming towards the players subsided. The burning sensation gradually subsided, leaving only a steaming heat.
The image of the fire faded, and the images of the three people appeared in the mirror again.
Tang Yu stared at the mirror for two seconds and cursed in a low voice: "Gan! I almost forgot that ghosts are afraid of the sun..." In fact, it was useless for him to remember. The transformation of the wall into the mirror was too sudden, and nearby Without cover, few people can react in time and find shelter.
"Mirror...there is someone in the mirror!" Lin Chen suddenly pointed at the mirror and his eyes widened.
"Of course there is in the mirror... Damn it!" Tang Yu's shoulders shook visibly, and his face showed the same expression as Lin Chen.
Chis followed the gazes of the two men.
The figures of the three players were reflected in the mirror one by one. It was better to look at them at night. At this time, I felt that their faces were as pale as paper and their eyes were as dark as wells. It was obvious to the naked eye that they were not living people.
Except for the player's position, the rest of the mirror surface is frosted and blurry, and even the image of the building is as light as water marks.
All the gaps around the body are filled by thick fog, and the players seem to be walking in the clouds, surrounded by smoke.
Deeper in the mist, a little bit of light loomed, two in pairs, like human eyes, flickering in and out of the darkness.
It’s not like, it’s human eyes.
Chis saw a light gray outline extending around the shimmering light, outlining a human face with long hair, and flowing down like ink stains splashed with water, forming a figure in a long-sleeved robe.
Human faces are piled up one after another, huddled close to each other in the clouds and mist. It is easy to think of the undecomposed corpses piled in mass graves.
Qisi felt something in his heart. He turned his head and looked around. There was no fog or faces in the courtyard. There was nothing except the players.
A strong and dangerous desire for knowledge surged into his heart. He seemed to be controlled by some high-dimensional power. He eagerly wanted to know what the face in the mirror was, and turned his head uncontrollably. Toward the mirror.
The strange, gray, and obviously not living face faced Qiss at the same angle, and its lightless eyes stared at him lightly, condensing and magnifying inch by inch in front of his eyes. .
The heart seems to be tied up layer by layer with water-soaked straps. The feeling of suffocation and sticky synaesthesia wrap around the skin, as if it is being imprisoned in a steamer filled with thick water vapor.
"Why should we be driven away? Why should we burn our house? We won't leave..."
"You are incompetent. If you can't defend the city, you will bully ordinary people like us..."
"Changing dynasties is a common thing. What does it have to do with ordinary people like us?"
Complaints one after another The cries of sadness, anger, confusion, and unwillingness blasted in my ears and poured into my mind overwhelmingly.
The veins on Qisi's forehead couldn't help beating, and inexplicable fear spread from the bottom of his heart, flowing through his limbs and bones in a few breaths and never dissipating.
The fear is like an entity, causing tearing pain when passing by. Every component of the body is screaming to escape and escape, and will collapse at any time.
"Don't look at it."
The [Scarlet Priest] card made a low buzz. The red priest on the card hugged the cross and leaned down slightly.
The blood-colored sleeves stretched out in all directions, and the water-red color filled the system interface in an instant, and spread from the corners to the entire field of vision.
The sight was blocked for a moment, as if a pair of hands were covering his eyes.
Qisi lowered his eyes in time, forcing himself not to look at the reflection in the mirror.
All the discomfort disappeared instantly, as if the ripples on the surface of the fine sand were smoothed by the breeze.
The fear caused by the copy mechanism disappeared after the triggering conditions were lost. It was absorbed by the huge lack like water poured into the desert, without any trace remaining.
Non-narrative information is integrated into thinking, informing clues in the form of inspiration in the mind.
Qisi knew from this that the faces in the mirror were Xiyi.
Xiyi is soundless and colorless, but it is not nothingness. It can be seen through the mirror.
The phantom glimpsed accidentally in the mirror, the human face in the water after the rain, the shadow flashing in the void after lightning strikes, could all be Xiyi.
Humans, ghosts, demons and foreigners are in harmony with each other.
The demon is afraid of Xiyi, and the ghost is afraid of the demon, just like people are afraid of ghosts.
It can range from being frightened and trembling, to being terrified.
[The hidden effect of the identity card "Peeper" has been triggered and cannot be activated again in this copy]
The water-red color that obscured the vision gradually faded away, and the priest in red leaned weakly on the cross, closed his scarlet eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Qiss lowered his head and stared at the masonry on the ground.
Without the reflection of the mirror, he could no longer see Xiyi's reflection, so he could deceive himself into thinking that he didn't know what was happening to him but it was a ghost that could make him disappear.
In the [Immortal] state, he lacks the perception and reaction to emotions, both positive and negative. Except for the influence of the copy mechanism, the natural generation of emotions has come to nothing.
Thus, from the beginning to the end, his breathing speed did not change even one bit, and his face was even more calm, without any clues.
Next to them, Lin Chen and Tang Yu also heard Xiyi's voice in the mirror.
After getting rid of the shock caused by jumpscare, they all came to the mirror to study.
Tang Yu looked at the shadow of a long-haired woman and said thoughtfully: "These people in the mirror are probably the burned-to-death residents of Yanghua Town. They are trapped in Are they in the mirror? Could it be that Master Meng asked someone to trap them because he was afraid of their revenge?"
Qisi came back to his senses and said calmly: "They are not trapped, they are just trapped. We can't see them on weekdays, we can only see their existence through the mirror. In other words, they are right next to us."
The tone of these words did not fluctuate, and it sounded sinister. Pingbai added a bit of coolness to the air.
Lin Chen subconsciously touched his bare right arm and leaned towards Qisi: "Brother Lin, how do you know they are Xiyi?"
"It was said in "Netherworld Record"." Qisi took out the ancient book from his arms, flipped through the following pages at random, and put it back, "I haven't seen this before, so I don't know. I saw it not long ago, and I know it."
Lin Chen didn't doubt that he was there, and said "oh" indifferently.
Tang Yu glanced at Qisi suspiciously and opened his mouth to speak.
“Squeak——”
The sound of the door being pushed came from not far away, interrupting his unspoken words.
The players turned their heads in response and looked in the direction of the sound.
A middle-aged man wearing a blue official uniform came out. He had a high crown and long beard, and looked like a scholar.
He held his hands far away from the players and said in a loud voice: "I'm here, Meng Fang. I just waited for my mother to go to bed, and I kept a few righteous men waiting for a long time."
Qisi lowered his eyes and didn't look. to his shadow. (End of chapter)