Chapter 281 Crimson Mirror

On the eighth floor of the huge hotel, the panting sounds gradually became quieter.

Xu Zhiyan lay beside the pool of blood, looking at the mirrors piled up like a mountain beside him, with a look of despair on his face.

This was the trophy he got in exchange for his "leg".

“Gulu——”

A string of bubbles emerged from the pool of blood, and the next second, a man with a sour face popped his head out of the pool of blood, walking out of the pool with a mirror in his hand.

It strode forward, squatted beside the lying young man, and reluctantly handed him the mirror.

"Thanks."

Xu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes, took the mirror, raised his chin to signal Blood to continue fishing for the mirror, and only sat up with the support of his arms after watching the man enter the blood-red pool again.

A few minutes ago, Xu Zhiyan, who was softened by the kiss, subconsciously punched the other party when the blood kiss crossed the line.

Before the soft fist came swinging at it, the burning blood in its heart and its rationality were all burned out. It didn't care at all, it didn't care at all - and then it was knocked away.

The bones belonging to ghosts and gods were clamoring, as if they wanted to tear the slices in front of them into pieces.

Xu Zhiyan and Xuexue were both stunned.

One was a surprise that the enhanced version of the ghost hand bone was so useful in dealing with slicing; the other was that he couldn't accept that he was knocked away by the original body.

In order to prevent the blood from doing anything outrageous again, Xu Zhiyan quickly terminated the "transaction".

Suddenly realizing the power of his hand bones, he tentatively suggested using blood to fish out the mirror. Although the other party was reluctant, he finally went into the water and, like an otter, checked the mirror at the bottom of the pool and then fished it out.

While he was thinking, the man in the silk robe appeared again.

This time, it was holding a rather strange mirror, and on the back of the mirror was a colorful clown.

Five hundred thousand is coming!

Xu Zhiyan cheered up and took the mirror.

"How can I see the scene in the mirror?" He raised his head and asked the man standing beside him with his arms crossed.

Blood hummed softly, pulled the young man's hand, and gently brushed his slender fingertips.

“This mirror is very special.”

There was a hint of curiosity and disdain in its voice.

Seeing Xu Zhiyan looking at him, Xuexue curled his lips and explained in a cold voice.

"The moment the flying knife man entered the mirror hall, he noticed something strange and activated the space prop... It's a very interesting thing. The self-contained space overlaps with the space being pulled in."

A drop of blood fell on the clown mirror.

When Xu Zhiyan looked down at the mirror again, there was a new picture inside.

What comes into view is the ruins of the city.

A colorful circus suddenly appeared, with a group of smaller dome tents surrounding an oversized tent with the words "Welcome to the Circus" posted on the side.

There was probably no wind in this space, and the clown-shaped flags tied to the top of the tent were all hanging down listlessly.

Further away from the mirror, more ruins can be seen, with countless red, slimy monsters moving aimlessly, as if they had no souls.

An indescribable feeling of strangeness came over me.

Xu Zhiyan didn't know what was happening in this mirror world.

“Is this the world in the mirror?”

"Yes, he is quite special." Xuexue simply sat aside, took out a mirror from the pile of mirrors, and handed it over.

Blood was oozing from the wounds that had not yet healed.

In an instant, a scene appeared on the mirror as well.

The ruins of the village.

A little boy in school uniform was kicking a broken plastic ball with a group of monsters of similar height.

The boy looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, and Xu Zhiyan couldn't tell which player he was.

"This is the 'normal' mirror."

The blood itself appeared with a slightly sarcastic voice.

Xu Zhiyan stared at the mirror for a while, his brows furrowed to the sky.

It's so weird.

The player in the mirror returned to his teenage years and interacted with a group of monsters. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be completely unaware of the problem.

Soon, a young boy and several other humanoid monsters were thirsty.

A monster grabbed a bottle of turbid water from a torn bag nearby. It first tilted its head back and took a sip, then passed the bottle to the remaining monsters, who also took a sip each.

Finally, the water bottle fell into the hands of the young player.

Xu Zhiyan watched helplessly as the bottle of water, which was not very clean to begin with, turned into a sticky substance of the same material as the surrounding monsters the moment it came into contact with the player.

But the young player was unaware of it.

He drank the water happily, wiped his mouth, and walked towards the narrow path leading to the ruined village with the remaining monsters.

Looking at the mirror in his hand, Xu Zhiyan turned back to look at the clown's mirror, and realized belatedly what the blood just said was "interesting".

If everyone else was like the young player just now, who was sucked into the mirror and entered the ruins space, played with the red monster, and naturally ate the weird things inside...

"What do the players see?" Xu Zhiyan leaned closer to Xueli and patted his leg.

I wanted to hold the blood.

But its sitting posture was wide open, and the young man's slightly cold hand was resting on its knees.

After the blood pool boiled for a while, it coughed lightly and explained with a straight face: "The human inside will see what he wants to see most."

The perfunctory answer made Xu Zhiyan raise an eyebrow.

"Can I see it?" He softened his voice and put both hands on the man's knees, looking very eager to learn.

With the strength currently demonstrated by Blood, Xu Zhiyan felt that the other party would definitely be able to influence more.

As expected.

The blood, which had already collapsed across the board, was completely defeated.

The man, who seemed to be in a desperate state, raised his hand and pressed it on the young man's right eye. A drop of blood dripped from his hand and slid into Xu Zhiyan's eye socket.

“Shared vision.”

Blood loosened his grip.

When he opened his eyes again, Xu Zhiyan found that his right eye could see more things.

The world in the mirror has changed.

The bright sunlight at noon shines on the entire village, the breeze blows, and the green waves sway.

Around the young player in gray sportswear, the monsters were replaced by humans of the same age. There were both male and female people, wearing clothes similar to the boy's, talking and laughing as they walked on the winding and dry path.

Although I couldn't hear the conversation by looking in the mirror, I could tell from their lip shapes and smiles that they were having a lot of fun.

Maybe it’s because it’s almost noon.

A few villagers carrying loads on their shoulders passed by. The children looked cute. An old lady even took a few wild pears from a box and handed them to them.

There is smoke rising from the village, and the simple people are trying hard to live every day well.

However, everything changed in the left eye.

Messy weeds, rotten dead trees, mottled and dilapidated paths, and a red monster with a human outline.

In the entire ruins world, the only normal person is the silly-smiling young player.

Now look at the clown's mirror again.

In contrast, the brightly colored circus is indeed very different.

"That clown mask is so useful..."

Xu Zhiyan smacked his lips, his eyes looking somewhat eager.

The blood explained the situation clearly.

When ordinary players are sucked into the mirror, they will enter a world full of ruins and monsters, where they cannot detect any abnormalities.

And the strange mask turned out to be a space prop.

After the clown performed the strange mask, the circus space fell into a ruined world.

Those monsters with human outlines that were supposed to belong to the Joker also became confused and lost their minds because they were unable to find the Joker himself.

Xu Zhiyan suddenly thought of the previous battle between the clown and the astrologer.

"Since the clown has such a powerful prop, why doesn't he keep it hidden?" The prop can create space independently. As long as people are pulled in, the clown will be invincible.

The Astrologer's single attack is not very powerful. If the Joker is willing to use the Weird Mask, wouldn't it only take a few minutes to kill the Astrologer?

"Who knows?"

The blood still stank.

I don't know why, but it felt uncomfortable seeing Xu Zhiyan talking about other men here.

Ignoring the guy who was inexplicably jealous, Xu Zhiyan put down the mirror in his hand and continued to rummage through the pile of mirrors that was like a small mountain nearby.

It seems that five hundred thousand people will not die in a short time.

And because of the effect of the weird mask, he couldn't get the image of the clown even when he turned the mirror.

Since he won't die, he can put it aside. He has to find Yu Xiu and Jiang Huaique's mirrors first.

If you don't use cheats, you're an idiot.

Xu Zhiyan asked Xue Xue while looking through the mirrors: "Can you find my two teammates?"

Stared at by the young man's hopeful eyes, Xue Xue turned his face away.

"Find it yourself." It seemed to have thought of something, and continued in a sour tone: "Don't you have the help of the original body? Do you still need me?"

It will never help again!

“…”

Xu Zhiyan stared at the sarcastic man in front of him in disbelief.

In the past, after he found a safe house, the ghost would automatically recycle the slices, so he had never seen the ghost and the slices get along with each other. Now, seeing a slice expressing strong dissatisfaction with the ghost, the experience was very novel.

Well, it's just a bit childish.

But everything has to go on.

It is much more convenient to get information from the blood than to overturn the entire copy. Since you plan to take a shortcut, you must go all the way!

Xu Zhiyan touched the ring on his left hand, lowered his head and said lightly.

"If even you don't help me, then who else can help me? You know that He can't accompany me into the dungeon."

The deception and purpose in the words were too obvious, and Xue Xue sneered at it.

But when it caught a glimpse of the young man with his head down, it revealed a beautiful white neck, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was enduring something.

It saw it before Xu Zhiyan went upstairs.

It saw the young man in front of it generously extend his wrist to an insignificant clone.

That gentle smile filled Xu Zhiyan's eyes. In addition to the guy who got the banknote ring, all of this was also reflected in the mirror in the corridor.

Blood feels conflicted.

On the one hand, it didn't want to encroach on the meager memories it had obtained from its clone, but on the other hand, it began to desire that the reflection in the other's eyes was itself... Tsk, it might as well collect all the other clones later.

The gaze on my skin was too hot.

Thinking of his bloodthirsty 'wife' and the sharp canine teeth he had just licked and kissed, Xu Zhiyan tilted his head and pointed to his neck without hesitation.

"If you help me, you can suck blood at will."

He named his price confidently.

Xu Zhiyan was not worried about the blood's ulterior motives. Rather than the other person's burning body temperature, he was more worried that others had no ulterior motives towards him.

Be it blood, ghosts and gods, or even the passers-by you meet.

No matter who it is.

In his opinion, if other people approach him without purpose, it means that he has no value in a sense.

Seeing that the blood unexpectedly had no reaction, Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but remind him.

"This is a good deal, isn't it?"

If the blood really wants to suck his blood, that's just right.

Unexpected.

Xu Zhiyan met a pair of fierce red eyes.

"Xu Zhiyan, who do you think you are?" The man's voice was extremely hoarse.

The rage of blood filled the entire hall.

"well?"

The person being questioned didn't respond.

Xu Zhiyan looked at the moody man in front of him who was starting to slice angrily again, and after thinking about it, he didn't think he had said anything wrong.

"Is there...any problem?"

He provides what the other person needs, and then the blood gives him appropriate help.

Very perfect!

Any questions?

This rhetorical question made the man opposite feel like he was poured with cold water.

There was complexity and sadness in its eyes.

There was something else inside, but Xu Zhiyan couldn't understand it anymore.

The whole hall seemed to be plunged into deathly silence.

Even the pool of blood that had just been bubbling was now as calm as a mirror, reflecting the light from the ceiling.

Cold sweat flowed down Xu Zhiyan's forehead.

The blood, with its aura fully revealed in anger, possesses the same terrifying pressure as always.

He glanced around and saw that after the blood shouted out words filled with anger, the sculptures that had been standing beside the blood pool for a long time suddenly all cracked. The scarlet blood shrank in the cracks, not daring to flow down, as if it was afraid of making any sound.

Xu Zhiyan vaguely felt that if ghosts and gods were furious, it would probably be to this extent.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Although he didn't know how his words had angered the other party, shouldn't he apologize first? He also wanted to cooperate with Blood to get more information.

After the furious man in front of him finally calmed down, Xu Zhiyan slowed down his voice.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

However, after only saying a few words, he saw that the man in front of him seemed to be getting angry again, and his voice unconsciously became much softer.

...Damn it, it was obvious that if I had given in before, the ghosts and gods would have become more willing to talk to me, but why didn't it work this time?

Xuefeng looked at the unaware young man in front of him with mixed feelings.

It didn't know what it should say to make Xu Zhiyan give up the idea of "using itself as a bargaining chip", but looking at the young man's eyes that seemed to be still thinking, it felt that it had no right to blame him.

How can it bear to...

It couldn't bear to see Xu Zhiyan being so cautious.

A low sigh echoed in the empty space.

Xu Zhiyan looked at the frowning man in front of him and came closer, kissing him on the lips with almost imperceptible force.

The kiss was so light.

It was so light that he was a little confused as to whether the other party had really kissed him.

Then he felt himself falling into a hot embrace.

"You can try not to make a deal with me."

"If you talk to me again, I'll agree to help you."

The man's breath hit his cochlea, and the breath was hot.

Xu Zhiyan was a little confused.

He didn't know where to put his hands now.

"What's wrong with this deal?"

The young man's words were quite unromantic.

But Xu Zhiyan was really curious. He had met too many ghost slices who had various ideas about him, so he wondered if it was because he was the heir to the safe house that he was so attractive to the slices.

The man didn't answer.

The next moment, Xu Zhiyan saw all the small mirrors on the ground. As if they were summoned by something, they stood up one by one and floated in the air.

The blood on the ground stood up like thin threads, injecting the blood needed to open the picture into the mirror.

Subtle sounds appeared one after another.

Soon, images appeared on all the mirrors.

Xu Zhiyan had no time to think.

His eyes quickly swept across all the mirrors and immediately locked onto the mirrors of Jiang Huaique and Yu Xiu.

Because of the shared vision of his right eye, he can see two sets of images.

In Jiang Huaiqie's world, he was working in an office building. All around him were colleagues wearing suits and ties. The office environment was beautiful, and someone even brought him coffee.

Everything was so perfect and normal.

In Xu Zhiyan's eyes, Jiang Huaique was in a crumbling ruin.

Countless monsters with red outlines were wandering around, and no matter where they were, they all stared at Jiang Huaique without blinking, as if he was the only protagonist.

The moldy ruins are very similar to the village we just saw, but also different.

In an instant, many clues flashed through Xu Zhiyan's mind.

Suddenly, an arm was placed around his waist, and he realized belatedly that he was still surrounded by blood.

Although the conversation just now made him a little confused, he would never say anything more since he had received benefits from the other party. In order to show his sincerity, Xu Zhiyan even took the initiative to put his arms around the man's neck.

The action is extremely ambiguous.

His reason allowed him to perform every action with precision that the blood might like.

But the other party doesn't buy it.

Feeling someone pinching his waist, Xu Zhiyan turned his head away, speechless.

"What's wrong?"

The blood didn't say anything. It turned its head away and produced another mirror. In order to allow the young man to see more clearly, the mirror was forcibly enlarged.

It’s Yu Xiu.

In the corner of the orphanage's cafeteria, Yu Xiu was standing by the wall, looking at the food handed to him by the teacher.

He listened to Xu Zhiyan very much and did not take the initiative to eat the food in the cafeteria, but the teacher in front of him this time took the food bought from outside, the aroma was so fragrant that people could not help but swallow their saliva.

The skinny boy exchanged a few words with the teacher in front of him, then happily took the food.

Xu Zhiyan frowned as he looked at Yu Xiu, who sat down and began to eat heartily, stuffing red sticky stuff into his mouth non-stop, and his expression became solemn.

As if knowing his concerns, Blood snorted coldly.

"He won't die for a while, and that guy still needs them to reshape the space." These were obviously soothing words, but they sounded angry when they were spoken.

After watching two teammates in a row, Xu Zhiyan finally relaxed.

He pushed himself away from the blood, thought for a moment, and spoke hesitantly.

"You're just telling me that?"

Judging from the blood, it seems that there is no intention to hide anything.

This was the first time Xu Zhiyan encountered such a trading partner.

The other party was just giving it to him for free, but he couldn't understand it.

The blood, which had already accepted its fate, grabbed the young man's waist and pulled him forward. Its whole body was tense, and its emotions were hidden in its lowered eyes. It tried to prepare itself mentally.

Xu Zhiyan waited for a long time before he heard the words about blood.

"I don't want to make a deal with you."

"I want to love you."

The low and hoarse voice was filled with countless complex emotions, and the suppressed emotions made it hard to breathe.

As soon as he finished speaking, while Xu Zhiyan was still staring with his eyes wide open, unable to react, the blood turned into a pool of blood and disappeared as usual.

Soon, the only thing left in front of Xu Zhiyan's eyes was the upright mirror.

He stared at the ground blankly.

The remaining bloodstains on it formed a line of words.

[You can’t enter the other mirrors, so don’t move around.]

[If you want, I'll take you into the Joker's mirror.]

[…If you have any other questions, feel free to ask. You don’t need to pay anything.]

Xu Zhiyan stared at these lines of words, his whole body frozen in place.

This slice...

Did you just confess to him?

On the unnoticed pool of blood, an eyeball appeared from nowhere and floated on it. It was so small, only the size of a pearl.

At the bottom of the blood pool, the blood felt the separated power returning again.

Behind it is the door.

It was the door that made it keep avoiding and trembling.

The blood already knew that the body was inside.

It even thought of countless ways to think about how it could completely get rid of this door.

But when it hugged the thin young man just now, it suddenly felt that if it could return to its original form, it might not be a bad thing... It would be even better if it could retain some consciousness.

The abacus made a crackling sound, but no blood was found, and it seemed that something was missing from Young Master Bai's portion.

…

Yunshan old house.

If Xu Zhiyan were here, he would be horrified by the scene in the safe house hall.

The monsters hid in the corners and cracks in the ground, trembling in fear. None of them dared to come out, for fear of offending the gods and ghosts and being chopped into pieces.

They don't know what happened.

The monsters only knew that ever since the live broadcast was interrupted, the ghosts and gods seemed to have seen more things. If they had not retained some rationality, the entire safe house would probably have become ruins.

On the throne burning with lava, the ghost gently stroked his right eye.

Visual sharing...

Even though the live broadcast was turned off, everything that happened in the blood pool fell into his eyes without error.

He had already tampered with the blood when he sent it back to Young Master Bai, but the blood guy was very cautious and did not directly recover the blood.

The subsequent visual sharing is useless, but better than nothing.

Glancing at the copy door standing in front of him, the ghost had a cold expression, as if he was looking at a dead person through the door.

Damn it.

Unforgivable slice.

If Bai Jin had a choice, he probably wouldn't want to take back this annoying guy.