No wonder there are two light sticks. It was all caused by the mirror. I was so angry that I almost slapped myself. I was actually frightened by myself. If other people knew about this, they would laugh at me to death.
, I really became more and more ruined as I lived.
I picked up the fluorescent stick and took a closer look at the mirror in front of me. What surprised me was that I looked so embarrassed in the mirror. No wonder I mistakenly thought it was someone else just now. I almost couldn't believe it.
How could I become such a virtuous person? I am just like a middle-aged man who has just been laid off from his job. His face is not only full of stubble, but also full of sadness. My body is also dirty and messy, just like a homeless man on the streets in the United States.
But I didn't have time to care about my appearance. At the same time, I discovered another problem. The mirror in front of me was not a mirror at all. To be precise, it was a piece of ice, a piece of ice that seemed to have been polished.
It reflects an image like a mirror, but it is somewhat different from a mirror because it is not as clear as a mirror and is slightly blurry, just like there is a layer of hazy breath on the mirror.
I started looking along the mirror-like ice surface. After turning half a circle, I realized that the ice looked like a whole, but the reflected image was not. Sometimes, an ice wall would reflect four or five images.
This image, the rows of me juxtaposed, makes my scalp numb when I look at it. Where is this ghost place?
After I turned around, I realized that the place was actually empty. There was nothing around except the mirror-like ice.
What frightens me the most is that there is no door here, and there are images of me all around. It feels like there are countless people staring at me. It’s the fear that comes from my heart. It’s an indescribable feeling.
, very weird.
I returned to the original place and sat down. I was a little dumbfounded. How could this happen? The surroundings were all sealed. How could I get out without even a door? Could it be that... I was trapped?
Being locked up in the space of this ancient ship forever? But how did I get in? Where did that ancient woman go? What happened after I passed out? Things seemed to be a little out of control.
I started to sweat on my anxious forehead. I was sitting on the ground in a hurry, thinking about some random things in my mind. If I couldn't get out, would Jiao Ba and the others be able to find me? Or... they had already given up on me.
Where is it?
I stood up and shouted, "Jiao Ba, Li Xin, where are you? Where are you?..."
But no matter how I shouted, I couldn't hear anything except my echo. This empty sound was scary. It was like hell here because I didn't know where I was.
I was about to cry without tears. I shouted so hard that my throat was almost torn apart. Who will save me? Who will help me? What should I do? What should I do?
I began to give up on myself and was unwilling to struggle in vain. I shouted loudly, venting all my anger, as if I was consuming my last strength. I smiled helplessly, as if I was on the verge of death.
of people are average.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, haha, little tiger, Brother Iron Mask, I'm going to see you soon, prepare some food and drinks for me, and wait for me to drink together." I said, looking up to the sky and laughing.
That feeling of fear has long since disappeared.
What does death mean? It's just a matter of time or later. It's just a big scar on my head. Twenty years later, I will be a good man again. Just when I am fearless and fully prepared to wait for death.
I suddenly realized that something was wrong. I am not the kind of person who gives up on myself. No matter how great the danger is, I will never give up hope. But why am I so cowardly this time? I actually want to give up my life.
, is this the power of the magic circle controlling me?
I readjusted my state and kept myself calm. I kept saying to myself, I want to live, I want to live. But when this thought came up, I started to have a headache again, just like before.
, it’s still the kind of unbearable concentration pain.
I squatted on the ground, held my head, and endured the severe pain. This time the pain did not last long, only more than a minute at most. The severe pain gradually weakened, and when it was relieved,
At about the same time, I quickly got up and looked for the exit.
Although there are ice mirrors all around, I can't rule out that there will be empty ones. As long as the ice mirror is not solid, I still have a chance of survival. Maybe I can escape from this ghost place by following the empty ice mirror.
I took the fluorescent stick and started tapping along the ice mirror, looking for the hollow side. To be honest, I didn’t know if I could find it. It was like walking blind, feeling my way forward in the dark. You have to try it to see if it works.
.
I kept knocking all the way, but I still didn't hear the sound I wanted. Those ice mirrors were all solid, which proved that there was no way to go behind the previous ice mirrors. The more I knocked, the colder my heart became.
I'm about to go around in a circle, and if I can't find it again, I'll really have no way out.
But at this moment, just when I turned sideways and was about to move forward to check the last ice mirror, I was suddenly stunned and stopped immediately. I felt something was wrong. My body was obviously turning, but the figure in the mirror
How come the image remains motionless?
I quickly turned around, raised the fluorescent stick in front of my eyes, and looked at myself in the mirror carefully. I always felt a little strange in the mirror, as if I was smiling, but if I looked closely, I wasn't. What was going on?
?
I gently turned my neck, and the person in the mirror was also turning my neck. I slowly raised my left hand to test it, and the person in the mirror also raised my left hand. At this moment, I immediately let go of my worries.
Yes, it seems that I am too worried and always scare myself.
Ever since I boarded the ancient ship, I have become seriously nervous and even almost split. If I continue like this, even if I am not killed by the power of the magic circle, I will still be tortured to death by myself. I quickly put my hand down.
Come down.
But when I put my hand down, I was suddenly shocked. I stared at the scene in front of me with wide eyes. This scene almost scared me to death. My heart suddenly lifted up again, and the fear was instantly covered.
whole body.
Originally, my left hand was put down, but in the mirror, I still raised my left hand, and he smiled evilly at me. That smile made me feel hairy all over. It was the face I was most familiar with.
, why does it look so evil.
I took two steps back suddenly, stared at myself in the mirror and asked, "You...who are you?"
At this time, in the mirror, I slowly put down my left hand and returned to its original position, but his eyes were also staring at me closely. His previous smile was gone, and there seemed to be nothing strange about him.
.
I took two more steps forward. In the ice mirror, I still held the fluorescent stick in my hand, and my eyes were a little dull. There was nothing wrong at all. I shook my head, raised my arm to try again, and then put it down again.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with my arms. However I move them, I will move in the mirror.
I said to myself, "What happened just now? Could it be that I'm blinded?"
But when I think about what I saw just now, it doesn’t look like a dazzle. I clearly remember that my left hand has obviously been put down, but I still have my hand raised in the mirror. This is impossible to mistake.
?
But if I think about it more carefully, it is my own reflection in the mirror. How could I not move it? I must be too nervous and confused.
I kept comforting myself in my heart. It must be excessive tension and fear, which had a certain impact on my heart. I had to calm down. I took a deep breath, looked at myself in the mirror, and nodded vigorously.
"Yes, it must be an illusion, my own misunderstanding." But when I finished saying this, I didn't think so anymore, because in the mirror, I didn't move my mouth at all, and I still had a cold face.
Hold me.
I was immediately dumbfounded, because this time I knew very well that it was impossible for me to have hallucinations twice in a row. I tilted my head intentionally, but the person in the ice mirror didn't even move, and just looked at me coldly.
At this moment, I felt chilled all over my body, and my spine was feeling chilly. I took a step back and asked tremblingly, "You...who are you?"
In the ice mirror, I slowly raised the corners of my mouth. Oh my God, there was that evil smile again. This was scarier than seeing a ghost, because the person in the mirror was myself, but that smile, and
For me to become so ferocious, this is not me at all.
Due to the extreme fear, the depression in my heart became stronger and stronger. They say that you don't die in silence, you explode in silence. I was obviously the second type of person. I pulled out my pistol fiercely and pointed it at the ice mirror.
I said, "Who the hell are you? Do you think you can scare me if you look like me? Just go ahead and dream, I'm not afraid of you."
"Hehe...hehe." I smiled softly in the ice mirror. Although the laughter was not loud, it could be heard throughout the space. It was an extremely cold and evil smile.
"Why the hell are you laughing? If you laugh again, I will shoot you to death." My hand holding the gun was trembling a little. For a moment, I thought I was an idiot for actually talking to me in the mirror. This is not bullshit.
What?
"Haha... I'm laughing at you." I looked in the mirror with a weird smile still hanging on the corner of my mouth. His eyes were completely different from mine, as dim as a dead person.
"Stop talking nonsense, who are you? Who are you?" I roared angrily, trying to suppress the fear in my body with the anger in my heart.
He slowly put away his smile and said, "I am you, can't you see it?"
"Are you me? You are talking nonsense. You are not me at all. You are a devil. You are just a devil." I pulled my neck and shouted at the person in the mirror. Even though he looked like me, he was still not me.