Lumian glanced at the broken mirror in Franka's hand, and said with both joy and confusion: "But I didn't feel like I was being attacked." He could still dance for five or six seconds of his "Photography Dance".
It wasn't until Franca grabbed her wrist that it stopped early.
Franka cleared her throat, assumed the posture of a teacher and said: "Some occult methods will not let you notice at all. When you feel that you are being attacked, it will be the moment of your death."
Could it be that the one or two seconds between stopping the "Dance of Photography" and actually getting into the mirror was secretly influenced by the monster? Lumian nodded thoughtfully: "Well, our bloodshed in that space
There are no signs of this phenomenon, and I don’t know how to stop it.” As he spoke, he looked at Franka’s face and found that the skin was smooth and clean, without any scars, and it was completely impossible to tell that there were blood oozing out from many places just now.<
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Franka raised her hand and touched her face, and said after careful consideration: "It's really weird." But we really lost some blood. As a 'witch', I have a mystical perception of the total amount of my blood.
Yes, that is to say, the injuries we received in that special mirror world were not false, they just didn’t leave any wounds.
"Fuck, I didn't take out my carbide lamp!" She said as she turned around and rummaged through the rubble on the side of the dark tunnel to find something.
Lumian didn't have time to bring his own carbide lamp, so he could only observe Franka's every move with the help of a little light coming from a distance.
In less than ten seconds, a mirror was pulled out from the rubble in the Franca bush. The mirror seemed to be made of pure silver. The pattern on the side was mysterious and a little evil, and the surface was dull, as if it had been eroded by time.
Live the same life.
"Sure enough, there is a corresponding mirror in reality." Franka tried her best to avoid her figure being reflected by the classical silver mirror, and taught Lumian by the way: "In an unsafe place, or there are
When encountering something weird, don't look in the mirror if you can, otherwise something very scary may happen. You must not touch something mysterious and evil of unknown origin!"
After not telling Franka that she used the "Secret Peeping Glasses" to disguise herself, Lumian, who couldn't look in the mirror, nodded, "I can understand that the exit is a mirror, but what I can't understand now is how we didn't notice it.
When we walked into that space, we encountered nothing on the way..."
"I'm also very confused." Franka covered the surface of the classical silver mirror with a handkerchief and other items, stood up and said, "This thing seems to be closely related to the 'Witch' path. How can I give it to me?"
Then I can find something valuable to compensate you later."
"No problem." Lumian laughed, "You don't actually need to ask me, and I can't rob you." Franka clicked her tongue and said, "No, the spoils must be distributed reasonably, otherwise there will definitely be conflicts within the team.
I used to, I used to be taken advantage of so often. If I hadn't had a good personality and didn't hold grudges, I would have wanted to take revenge on them.
"Madam, I suspect you are scolding me... Lumian muttered silently. If someone robbed someone of their loot, took advantage for no reason, and was not as strong as the other party, although he wouldn't say anything on the spot, he would definitely say it afterwards.
It is absolutely impossible to find a way to take revenge and come back like that.
Putting away the classical silver mirror, Franka pointed to the place where the light came through, "Let's go over there and have a look. Maybe we can meet the quarry police or other smugglers and ask for directions."
Being lost in Trier underground and unable to turn around, it might be even more dangerous than being trapped in that special mirror world just now.
"Yes... Lumian deeply agreed. If it hadn't been like this, the ghost of Monsuli would have been cleared away by the official Beyonders. The two of them walked forward along the tunnel with only a little light, each preparing for possible attacks.
Before long, they saw a hollow in the quarry. In the middle of the hollow stood a figure wearing a felt hat. The light was emitted from the carbide lamp in his hand. "Uh..." Francaillo
To identify himself, he shouted, "Fernandez!"
She discovered that the figure was none other than Fernandez, the smuggler who had been leading the way; and this seemed to be the hole in the quarry where they had asked the other party to wait. Fernandez turned around and asked in surprise and joy: What are you doing?
Come here. "I've been waiting for almost two quarters of an hour, but I haven't waited for you. I even went to look for you where the footprints disappeared, but you don't know where you went?
"Lumian and Franca looked at each other and nodded to each other. They had indeed stayed in that special mirror world for almost two quarters of an hour. Franca walked towards Fernandez and explained casually: "We found out
I picked up some clues and followed them, but ended up looping back here. I was attacked on the way and lost the carbide lamp.
"What clue?" Fernandez was quite surprised.
Franca smiled; "We" will talk to Christo directly." The smuggler Fernandez knew his identity and did not ask any questions. He led the II people back along the original route. They climbed the auxiliary shaft and turned around.
Enter the underground part corresponding to the Honest Market area, and come all the way to the chaos street exit.
Only when the hawkers, the children picking up fruit peels, the homeless people huddled in the corner, and the pedestrians coming and going all caught the eye of Lumian and Franka, did they finally have the chance to escape from that strange space.
, the feeling of returning to the real world.
After getting on the carriage sent by "Mouse" Christo and waiting nearby, Lumian turned his attention to Franka and asked in a low voice: "What will we say later?"
Fernandez knew the coachman and sat next to him, not in the carriage.
Franka chuckled lightly: "Just say that we entered an unknown space, found some traces, and then escaped with my mirror magic." The other things have nothing to do with Christo. "That's a good excuse.
Lumian said nothing more, half-closed his eyes, and recalled all the experiences in that special mirror world.
The carriage quickly turned onto Market Avenue, ran all the way to the area near the Suchit Steam Railway Station, and turned to the street port heading to the stockyard. "Mouse" Christo was waiting in the nearby warehouse; not long after,
Lumian and Fran saw the rat-like smuggler.
Christo came up and said with a smile: "Steam, thank you, Elken and the others are back!"
Erken... Franca's eyes narrowed and she blurted out: "The missing caravan is back." Erken is Christo's younger brother. He is responsible for managing the smuggling caravan. He also disappeared before. Franca
Ka still has his handkerchief on him for divination, and now that he's back, what the hell is going on
Christo smiled and nodded: "Yes, that batch of goods is back too!" "They came back more than an hour ago."
More than an hour ago, wasn't that the time when we found the place where the footprints disappeared and entered that special mirror world? Lumian frowned slightly, and one doubt after another arose in his heart. In other words, he had experienced a time loop, and the real
Dreams and other more bizarre things prevent her from losing her composure like Franca.
Seeing Franka and Charles's expressions of surprise and confusion, Christo smiled and said, "I'll let Erken tell you." He immediately turned around, walked a few steps toward the warehouse door, and shouted loudly:
"Elken, come out!"
Taking this opportunity, Franka tilted her head slightly, leaned next to Lumian's head, and whispered: "This is very strange."
Lumian curled his lips and said in a lowered voice: "I even wonder if the 'rats' and the others have teamed up to set a trap for us, using the missing goods to lure us underground and let us take the initiative to step into that dangerous space.
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Franka looked him up and down and said funnyly: "Are you too distrustful of others?"
Lumian said straightforwardly: "The basic salary of the dancers makes both the Giant and Baron Brignel hate you, and I occupy the Breeze Ballroom that they both want." In other words, the 'Rat' has no interest in us.
There is a conflict, so he takes the initiative.
"Franka fell into deep thought and seriously considered the possibility of being murdered.
At this time, Lumian smiled: "This is just a guess. There is no way to explain the footprints and other traces in the mirror world." As soon as he finished speaking, a man under thirty years old walked out of the warehouse. This man
His head is also not high, only about 1.6 meters tall. Except for not having a mustache, he looks like another Christo.
"It's indeed Erken." Franka introduced Lumian in a low voice.
Then, she looked at Christo and Elken who had come together and said, "Elken, what happened?" Elken's dark blue eyes showed a mixture of fear and joy, "We are together for a while."
We entered a strange world in the tunnel, and we couldn't get out. In the afternoon, when we were exploring the path, we suddenly went back to our original route.
It was our entry that gave them the opportunity to leave Franka. Lumian had a guess. Lumian looked at Erken without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was sizing up an enemy who might bring disaster to him. In his mind
What emerged inside were the drops of blood left on the ground in the mirror world. They gradually became denser from sparse, and finally almost dyed the entire area red. Can someone who has shed so much blood really come back alive? Franka
Apparently he also thought of this, looked at Erken and said: What happened to you there?
Erken couldn't help but trembled a few times: "We started to bleed for no reason, and many people were almost dead in the end. "The steam was on, we found the exit in time, and recovered as soon as we came out. Yes.
Franka saw that everything Erken said with the triangular holy emblem was correct and could be explained, so she had to put away her inner doubts for the time being.
"The "rat" Christo next to them glanced at them and invited with a smile: "I need to thank you no matter what." Would you like to taste the most authentic Savoyard roast chicken?
"Okay." Lumian Defranca replied. Christo then took out a bunch of keys and threw them to his brother Erken: "Go to my office and get all the spices in it to the kitchen." p>
"Okay." Elken took the key, climbed up the iron stairs embedded in the outer wall of the warehouse to the top floor, inserted one of the keys into the door of Christo's office with his left hand, and turned it to open it.
Lanka was startled for a moment, and said to himself: I remember that Elken used his right hand... "How could he open the door awkwardly with his left hand when he didn't hold anything else?"
Christo heard Franca's words and nodded in response: "Yes, he is the right hand."