Chapter 122 The Man in the Mirror
The amulet is lost! ! !
Important things should be expressed with three exclamation marks. Si Yu'an pinched the torn cloth on his chest with tears in his eyes. The wooden sign inside had already flowed away along the whirlpool to who knows where.
Originally, when he found the amulet was exposed, he immediately covered it with one hand for fear that it would fall. However, he avoided the glass man's invisible hand but failed to avoid the extreme dizziness of the mirror vortex. The wooden sign was not held on for a moment and fell out and was swept away.
I don't know why I feel a little cold, maybe it's because of the cold reality. Si and An rubbed their hands together and patted the backs of their hands a few times to warm them up physically.
But...is there no replica in this illusion?
He looked around and didn't see any trace of Lin Muyu and Ye Yunhe, so he began to observe the surrounding furnishings. The desk and the large bookcase against the wall make it easy to tell that this is a study. There are a few flowers and plants placed there, and a used medicine board folded into a small piece is stuck in the soil.
But they are almost withered.
The half-open door creaked and swayed slightly in the wind, and light came in through the gap and tilted onto the ground.
Si and An waited cautiously for a few seconds, walked over, held the door and peeked outside quietly.
After calming down, the first thing I felt was hearing. Noisy and faint electric currents and conversations sounded in the distance, like the sound of a TV. The vague background music always seemed familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.
There is a short corridor outside, and on the left side opposite is another room with a "囍" character pasted on the door. There is a lamp embedded in the ceiling not far away, which emits enough light for people to see the general idea.
What is the layout of the suite?
Si Yu'an blinked and pushed the door open very gently, but the old door did not give him any face and made a harsh "creaky" sound again.
He was so frightened that he quickly jumped out of the gap and froze in place.
I waited for a while with anxiety.
"...Nothing happened. I was just scared." Si Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and walked towards the light, "I'll go!"
Then he was completely frightened by the two people who walked out of the corridor and faced him.
The TV that was playing with his back to him emitted the familiar background music and dialogue from a commercial. The crackling sound of poor contact made the cheerful children's voices seem a little weird. The children's clear laughter echoed in the empty and dim living room. The white light from the TV shone on the faces of a man and a woman sitting on the sofa. The bright red "囍" character with some curled edges on the external unit is really festive.
The man and woman were leaning against each other, their postures familiar and their looks intimate. They were wearing outdated home clothes and staring at the TV, allowing the glaring light to shine straight into their eyes without blinking, as if they had no eyelids.
Their movements were extremely intimate, like a pair of lovers, and even their faces were filled with happy smiles. But the weird thing about this scene is that they look like humans yet not so much like humans, so much so that the smiling faces that never change have become numb and stiff, and as pale as paper figures.
This is a pair of replicas that have not yet been vitrified.
The child's voice on TV started to sing a ballad, the joyful background music reached its climax, the crackling sound of electricity was enough to pierce the eardrums, and he looked at the sudden outsider with a smile.
Si Yu'an sucked in a breath of cold air, his back pressed against the wall, feeling a chill seeping into his spine. He jumped up, took a few steps to the entrance and stared at the man and woman on the sofa.
As usual, no response, like dead.
"What the hell...!" Si Yu'an, who always hated horror movies, muttered quietly. However, due to the possibility of clues, he did not dare to turn around and leave. He could only move back and rummage through the drawer beside him, cursing, "What's wrong with this glass man? The one I met in the last illusion was still moving... Forget it, it's better not to move. Please continue to ignore me."
He searched everywhere, even reaching over to the man and woman's sofa and lifting up the cushions, poking at the pockets of their home clothes, and looking around other rooms.
In the end, no clues were found. Oh, no, at least he knew that the couple was deeply in love and were newly married, but one of them had some health problems, and there were several large jars of medicines in the bedroom drawer that he could not recognize.
Si and An, who were so speechless by reality that they were no longer afraid of the current scene, stood up indifferently, opened the door of the suite and left this hellish place.
Outside the suite was naturally a corridor, which looked quite old, with paint peeling off most of the walls. A mud staircase led to the upper and lower floors. On the door opposite was a strange and scary poster, of which a female ghost was frozen there with empty eyes and a bloody mouth.
Si and An were stunned by the atmospheric poster of the sudden appearance of the characters. It seemed as if something in their memories was revived at this moment, breaking through years of oblivion.
“Isn’t this the place where I used to deliver takeout??!”
He posed for the poster with a distorted face, completely recalling his youthful days. He was just doing an ordinary part-time job delivering takeout, but he suffered a deep psychological trauma from that period. The dim corridor, the long stairs, and the elevator being repaired were like in a movie, so he jumped from the first floor to the fourth floor.
God knew that after he showed his signature smile, before his eyes were fully opened, under the old and flickering light, his eyes met the poster of the face on the door, and his heart almost stopped.
From then on, he hated all those who showed up.
Si and An turned around suddenly to look at the house number of the room they had just come out of. The number "408" that had been specially wiped was clearly visible there. The familiar “囍” is still pasted on the door below.
"I remember that this family wasn't married when I was delivering food..." Si Yu'an scratched his head, "Is the timeline different? Or is it just constructing the scene in my memory?"
"Anyway, let's find the clues as soon as possible. It's impossible to keep traveling like this without any side effects. It's better to reunite with our teammates as soon as possible."
He sighed deeply, remembering the lost amulet.
After glancing at the door that was not closed tightly, he turned the key to the door with the poster of his face on it and slipped in sideways.
——
Reliable Captain Lin is meditating in front of the mirror.
As the fastest progress among the four, he was also the only one who was transported to a farther place after passing through the mirror. It was really special considering the other three were getting closer and closer to overlapping.
He clenched the amulet tightly, trying to sense the location of his teammates while thinking quickly. His surroundings were in a mess, and his once neat uniform was now a little disheveled. It was obvious that he had gone through several struggles before he could stand here safely and enjoy the rare peace he had at the moment.
"Could it be that my guess is wrong? The mirrors are actually disordered, and the channels they connect to are completely random, with no pattern at all." Lin Muyu frowned and thought to himself, "Then the stability in the previous few times may just be a coincidence, and I didn't calculate it successfully at all."
"Maybe Xiao Heng was taken directly to the deep space? It seems that every time he gets closer, the alienation of the space in the mirror becomes more serious, and the actions of the glass man become more vivid."
The fingertips have been alienated after several times of shuttling back and forth. They have the transparent texture of glass, which is strong but stiff. They are assimilated together with the nails, and a crisp and short "click" sound is emitted when they lightly touch the handle of the knife. The energy in the air that is constantly being inhaled into the lungs continues to infect outsiders, transforming them into new glass men.
The clarity has spread to the back of the hand, and stiffness and coldness condense at the fingertips. Fortunately, it does not affect the knife-holding gesture.
Lin Muyu took a deep breath of the air. The assimilation energy, which was obviously less than that in the previous space, did give him some relief, but it also made him more worried about the condition of his teammates, as well as the degree of alienation of Qi Heng, who was suspected to be in the deepest part of the center.
He raised his hand, his fingertips just an inch away from the mirror.
"If there really is no pattern, then is luck the only way to go deeper into the mirror world? The clues don't give me enough information."
He placed his fingertips on the mirror. The next second, the familiar whirlpool sucked him in. After a brief dizziness and weightlessness, he stepped on the ground again. The first thing that caught his eye was the familiar streets in his memory, an area in the central city.
As he breathed, assimilated energy that was much stronger than before was inhaled into his nasal cavity. Lin Muyu held his lips and coughed. Half of the back of his hand became completely vitrified in an instant of stiffness. The light refracted through the cold texture, and not even the shape of the blood vessels could be seen.
The amulet tightly clenched in the palm of the hand suddenly glowed and gave off warmth as if in surprise. Lin Muyu felt a little surprised as he sensed the sudden connection and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"What's going on...? They're so close all of a sudden. Did Xiaoye and the others just change their positions?"
In the mysterious feeling given by the amulet, Ye Yunhe and Si Yu'an were the closest. If it weren't for the random retreat of the mirror, the two should be able to meet each other the fastest. Qi Heng's position was so close that Lin Muyu was surprised, as if there were only one or two mirror spaces between them, and they could meet each other directly by crossing over.
The question is, how can we make this simple "leap" not turn into a regression back to the starting point where we have to start all over again?
Captain Lin, who had not yet figured out the principle, fell into deep thought and decided not to rush through the mirror.
From his experiences over the past few times, he knows that the deeper one goes into the space at the end, the more real it becomes. Although the degree of alienation is deeper, the glass man and the replica will also be more vivid. After a few times, the clone may have realized that it could not deceive the real person, so it began to hide in the shadows and try to prevent the original body from leaving, just to absorb more memories, as disgusting as a parasite.
Find them first, and then try to get as much information as possible out of them. If you can't get it out, tie it up to avoid disrupting the operation, and then go collect clues.
After confirming the next action, Lin Muyu put aside all distractions and planned to search the area as quickly as possible.
He glanced around and walked out of the alley. He put the headset that he used for communication and finally had some signal into his ear and was about to try to make a contact request.
The next second, a sudden buzz from his teammates came into his headset, but it was difficult to transmit due to poor signal. Lin Muyu was startled, fearing that the connection would be aborted, and immediately touched the headset to connect.
He stopped and waited quietly.
A "beep" sound indicating a successful call was heard, causing him to purse his lips to suppress his joy.
"Hey... Captain... what are you doing... I..."
The boy's clear voice was intermittent due to the poor signal, but it was enough for people to understand what he wanted to express.
"I'm fine, Xiaoheng, don't worry about me." Lin Muyu replied softly, trying to use more effective words to prevent the other party from not understanding, "Where are you now?"
The boy obviously understood.
But the damn signal couldn't allow him to accurately tell where he was.
Then the faint sound of footsteps came into the headset, and Lin Muyu guessed that he was looking for a way to stabilize the signal. The amulet felt slightly hot in his hand, so he walked as close as possible to the location he sensed.
Two hours after dispersion.
Finally two quarters.
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