This is the only concept that comes to Zheng Qing's mind.
Originally there was only one mirror in front of him. But after the mirror was broken, each fragment turned into a new mirror, surrounding him in front, behind, diagonally in front and diagonally behind, forming a hexagonal enclosure.
environment.
Like a bee's nest.
There is a black-gray floor under your feet and a gray-white ceiling above your head. In addition, there are mirrors everywhere.
Zheng Qing tried to walk around the mirror in front of him, but found that he was just walking from one 'hive' to another. This made him realize that these 'hives' had built a huge mirror maze.
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He cautiously retreated the same way, but always felt that the 'hive' he returned to was not the 'hive' he originally left.
This strong sense of distortion is maddening.
But what makes people even more crazy are the reflections in the mirror.
In every mirror, there is a 'Zheng Qing', and there are other mirrors and the 'Zheng Qing' in those mirrors. Every 'Zheng Qing' seems to be real - some 'Zheng Qing' are lost and huddled up.
Pretending to be asleep at the foot of the mirror; some 'Zheng Qing' were so angry that they waved their talisman spears and shouted; some 'Zheng Qing' spread out pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the ground, and drew talisman on the spot; and some 'Zheng Qing' held talismans in their hands
He was reciting words from the Dharma book, as if he wanted to use magic to save himself from this chaos.
More ‘Zheng Qing’ were quarreling.
Because each of them wants to prove that it is true and the others are false:
"I am real!"
"I am the real one, you are the fake one!"
"I'm serious! Do you see this silly hair? Just this one, do you have it?!"
"Everyone has stupid hair! This pimple just sprouted this morning... It's because of patrolling last night and staying up late!"
"You are all fake...I am the real one! My rune gun has the secret mark of the Zhongshan Jiang family!"
"There's elf drool on my robes!"
"I have a piece of cat hair on my belt...is there any more realistic detail than that?!"
Zheng Qing felt dizzy as he listened to the messy noise in the mirrors around him, and had the urge to smash everything: "Everyone... fucking... give... labor and management... shut up!"
He grabbed a handful of explosive talismans, walked around in a circle, walked to each mirror and threatened: "Hey... you guys try to make another noise for me!!"
The cinnabar-outlined runes on the explosive talisman flickered under the wizard's violent mood, emitting waves of unstable magic power. It seemed that it would explode at any time.
The 'Zheng Qing' people in the mirror all looked at him - whether they were drawing symbols, quarreling, or even those who were pretending to sleep - with a unified look of disdain on their faces:
"Try blowing one up."
"If I don't blow it up, you'll be my grandson!"
"Do you want me to buy you some oranges?"
"Blow up! Blow up those fakes! I am real!!"
"You don't have any brains at all, how dare you say that you are truthful?"
"No wonder the doctor said that your captain is the mascot of the hunting team..."
Zheng Qing's arm holding the explosive talisman stiffened - only then did he realize that those guys in the mirror were probably the ones least afraid of the mirrors being broken. Because if he blew these mirrors into a thousand and eight hundred pieces again, this huge mirror in front of him would be destroyed.
The maze will expand hundreds of times, and he will be the one who really has a headache.
"Shut up!" The young public servant shouted feebly: "I am the real one, you are all fake!"
"Who has ever seen a wizard with a gun barrel embedded in his forehead?" Behind Zheng Qing, in a mirror, a rather mature "Zheng Qing" curled his lips: "Of all the people, you are the most fake."
This sounds like a joke.
But unexpectedly, I got the support of most of the ‘Zheng Qing’ people in the mirror.
"Yeah, yeah, who would put a gun barrel in their forehead?"
"I heard that the Institute of Applied Magic has 'Wizard Human Body Transformation' alchemy..."
"I'm only a first-year student, and I'm a student at the First University. How could I participate in such a dangerous experiment?"
"Dangerous? Haha... When Su Shijun cut my shadow, she also said that the experiment was not dangerous... until she blew up the laboratory."
They continued to make a messy noise without end.
Zheng Qing took a deep breath.
He can't expect his teacher to reach out and fish him out. This is not his teaching style. If he wants to get out of this predicament, he needs to find a way on his own.
"Is this the 'gorgeous' mirror world I expected?" The young public-funded student looked around and thought of what he had complained to his husband before, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Then he thought of the 'elf in the mirror world' mentioned by his husband. Instinctively, he felt that the elf might help him get out of here.
But where can we find the spirit from the mirror world?
It's definitely not possible to stay where you are. There are shadows of yourself on the left and right, and they are all quarreling. If you find the elves in the mirror here, it will be a real joke.
Zheng Qing suspected that the 'Zheng Qing' in those mirrors were elves from the mirror world. But the hundreds of shadows made people feel like a tiger eating the sky and having no way to eat. This made him instinctively
avoided this option.
At this moment, he vaguely heard a crisp laughter, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It was as if someone couldn't help laughing and immediately covered their mouth.
The wizard looked around in surprise - that crisp voice was definitely not his own.
"Did you hear that?" He tried to ask himself in the mirror - he felt that he was about to become a psychopath. What normal person would ask "self" in the mirror for his opinion?
The 'Zheng Qings' in most of the mirrors were still quarreling with each other, competing for the true and false titles. However, a few 'Zheng Qings' responded to Zheng Qing's inquiries, and without exception, they all said that he was hallucinating.
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Based on the principle that what the 'enemy' denies is what we must uphold, Zheng Qing became more and more sure of what he had just heard.
This hive must be left.
Even now it seems that this hive is safe.
The wizard made up his mind, held the barrel of the gun protruding from his forehead, and put his hand into the gray cloth bag - before leaving the hive, he needed to make a mark to ensure that he would not get lost during the subsequent search.
So he took out a writing brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and left a complex rune on the mirror in front of him. The rune contained concepts such as warding off evil spirits, meditating, and breaking illusions.
The noisy "Zheng Qings" in the mirror all calmed down, turned their heads, and looked at the rune.
Half a moment.
Zheng Qing put away his brush and nodded with satisfaction - sometimes a little cleverness can solve big problems. He thought about this in his heart, happily walked around the mirror and walked to the next hive.
Then I saw that in the next hive, all the 'Zheng Qing's in the mirrors were holding brushes in their hands, and they drew the talisman on the mirrors around them.
The location and handwriting are exactly the same.