Yan Qing was shocked beyond anything she had ever experienced. She never expected to see the Azure Dragon carrying the coffin again inside the Seven Star Tower!
Damn it, this Azure Dragon Coffin is like a nightmare, why is it everywhere I go?
In the instant she was stunned, the huge azure dragon statue in the mirror suddenly turned its tail, its entire body soaring into the air, carrying the bronze coffin on her back, and completely disappeared into the endless darkness.
wrong!
After the stone platform, oh, the one where the Azure Dragon carrying the coffin disappeared, where did that woman in red go?
Yan Qing wanted to continue looking, but the image in the mirror suddenly disappeared and returned to the shape of water ripples.
Yan Qing comforted herself, "It's okay, there's more to come."
This time she was disappointed. She waited for several minutes, but the mirror remained motionless. It seemed that the so-called "little movie" would never continue.
A huge question lingered in her mind: who exactly was that woman? From beginning to end, she had only ever seen her back.
Throughout the entire event, the woman's face was never shown.
Yan Qing was somewhat disappointed and could only return to Yue Qi's side. To be honest, she had no recollection of how the two of them had gotten to the fifth floor.
Even more strangely, where did Chu Jiang go?
Although this person had always been elusive, given the current situation, she didn't believe Chu Jiang could disappear without a trace. After all, he was the one who needed to come to the Seven Star Tower to retrieve something!
"Ugh—what's wrong with me?" Yue Qi groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
Yan Qing was overjoyed. "That's great! Yue Qi, you're alright?!"
Yue Qi looked somewhat weak, but he still patiently comforted her.
"Don't worry, I'm tough, I won't die—come on, help me up."
Yue Qi offered her a hand, and Yan Qing took the opportunity to pull him up.
After the two stood still, Yue Qi indeed noticed the strangeness of the mirror.
"This is—a mirror?"
Yue Qi tentatively walked to the mirror with the ruby base, stood there for a while, and looked puzzled.
Why can't I see myself in this mirror?
"How is that possible?! There was a pornographic film in the mirror, I clearly saw it just now—"
As Yan Qing spoke, she walked behind Yue Qi.
Yue Qi's pupils widened instantly; he actually saw people from ancient times in the mirror!
"Huh? There's nothing here!" Yan Qing said, somewhat disappointed. "It seems the little movie in the mirror might be a one-time thing."
Yue Qi was in a state of great shock at this moment. The reason was that the instant Yan stood behind him, he actually saw her in ancient clothing in the mirror.
A flowing robe with wide sleeves, a classic Han Dynasty style of dress. The woman in the mirror is dressed in the most quintessential Han Dynasty court lady attire.
In addition, he noticed that the "Yan Qing" in the mirror had her hair up, indicating that she was already married. However, one thing made him very uncomfortable: she was wearing an extremely bright red dress.
—From the inside out, it was all blood-red.
Unfortunately, the reflection in the mirror only appeared for a moment before disappearing.
Yue Qi turned around and saw that Yan Qing had already walked away. His mind raced, and he said...
"Yan Qing, come here to me."
"What's wrong?" Yan Qing was a little confused, but she still obediently walked over.
Yue Qi stared intently at the mirror, and sure enough, the moment Yan Qing stood beside him, the woman in the mirror reappeared.
"Huh? There's nothing here!" Yan Qing pouted. She was about to try it on the other two mirrors.
Yue Qi stopped her. "Can you see what's in the mirror?"
"I can see it, but not now." Yan Qing pointed to the ripples in the water in the mirror, somewhat disappointed.
"There's a short film here, I've only watched part of it, and it suddenly stopped. So, I'm going to go check out the other two mirrors."
Yue Qi's eyes darkened slightly. It seemed that Yan Qing couldn't see the woman in the mirror.
"Okay, then I'll go with you."
The two approached the second mirror, this time with a blue base. The mirror looked exactly the same as the red one, but as Yan Qing got closer, she noticed it began to blur.
"They're here, they're here—" She patted Yue Qi on the shoulder, her face beaming with excitement.
"The short film is back!"
Yue Qi's expression was somewhat complicated. The reason was simple: in the mirror, he could still only see "Yan Qing" dressed as a Han Dynasty woman in red. As for any adult films, those were simply nonexistent.
However, he didn't want to spoil Yan Qing's good mood. "What did you see?"
"It's still that person! Hmm, something seems a little different?"
In her excitement, Yan Qing failed to notice Yue Qi's unusual behavior. She looked in the mirror and saw that the woman in the mirror seemed somewhat different this time.
The background remains a dark void, with the Azure Dragon carrying a coffin slowly flying. A woman sits up from the coffin; her back is still the only visible part of her.
This time, however, she was dressed in an extremely luxurious phoenix crown and gown. The colors were magnificent and dazzling, suggesting a very noble status.
In the woman's hand lay a somewhat familiar dagger, its surface worn and rusty. Yet the blade remained remarkably sharp, gleaming coldly.
It was this dagger that made Yan Qing recognize her. This person was none other than the woman in red who had committed suicide by stabbing herself in the heart with a dagger.
Could it be that this person isn't dead? How is that possible?! She clearly stabbed her heart through with a dagger, how could she possibly survive?
Moreover, this woman appears to have all her limbs intact, and doesn't look disabled at all. The woman in red, on the other hand, has broken her lower limbs.
At this moment, the dragon carrying the coffin suddenly stopped. The woman was somewhat curious; there was a high platform in front of them.
She hesitated for a moment before stepping down. Just as she left, the enormous azure dragon carrying the coffin vanished instantly. At the same time, a tiny coffin, no bigger than the palm of her hand, appeared in the woman's hands, with a majestic azure dragon statue at its base.
The next moment, the woman in the gorgeous clothes put away the item and turned to walk into the depths of the high platform.
The mirror suddenly became blurry, and Yan Qing knew it was time to change scenes.
Sure enough, the woman reappeared the next moment. This time, she was accompanied by a man.
—A man wearing a red brocade robe with bamboo patterns and a bronze mask.
This person's appearance is quite peculiar. She looks as if she has two long horns on her head, and her hair is all tied up high. She looks a bit like a grandmother she saw in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" when she was a child.
"King Jinzhu of Yelang!"
Yan could no longer control herself and cried out.
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