Mo Yun quietly moved to Da Shan's side, poked Da Shan, and tried to convey a message with his mouth.
Meeting Da Shan's dark, unfathomable gaze, Mo Yun's heart skipped a beat. The woman before him was completely different from the simple and innocent woman he had first met; in her place was an unfathomable depth.
Mo Yun's brief moment of fear attracted Rou Shan's attention. Fortunately, Li Qiusheng's energetic performance gave Mo Yun and Rou Shan a chance to communicate.
Da Shan frowned, the questioning look in his eyes masking the unfathomable feeling he had.
Mo Yun mouthed, "All the broken pieces of glass on the ground are facing up. Something's not right. Let's turn them over and take a look."
With Da Shan as their translator, Xia Chuhe and Li Qiusheng immediately joined in the task of flipping the lenses. Working together, the four of them flipped all the lenses over in just a minute or two.
Sure enough, there was something under the lens.
The background of the mirror is pure white, with most of the fragments blank, while a few are covered with black patches. The distribution of these patches is extremely uneven, with no discernible pattern.
Just as Mo Yun was starting to doubt herself, wondering if she had guessed wrong, Xia Chuhe suddenly moved the shards of mirror on the ground very quickly.
Although Li Qiusheng didn't understand what Xia Chuhe was doing, she immediately began to act out her fear, covering for Xia Chuhe and buying her time. She also kicked Mo Yun, reminding him to cooperate with her and pull the mountain of flesh back and forth.
Soon, Xia Chuhe moved the fragments and roughly restored them to the original four mirrors. The irregular black blocks finally had meaning; they were four characters: Mountain, Mountain, Two, 11.
The four scattered characters and numbers don't reveal anything.
Xia Chuhe winked at the people ahead in the mirror corridor, signaling them to continue forward and see what the words were behind the other mirrors blocking the way.
The idea was wonderful, but reality was cruel.
The four mirrors are placed side by side, making it impossible to walk around them to see. If you perform according to the mirrors' instructions, the mirrors will be moved to the corridor, with their backs right next to the corridor, making it impossible to see your back.
The only way is to break the mirror and put it back together. However, by breaking just one mirror, you can go around to the back and see what's reflected in the other three mirrors.
After a moment's thought, Xia Chuhe typed a few words on his wristwatch, showed them to Li Qiusheng, and then decisively smashed a mirror.
Having learned from the previous jigsaw puzzle experience, Xia Chuhe moved even faster this time, and behind the shattered mirror was—damn it.
The other three mirrors are named "京、土、尤".
Upon seeing the character "艹", Xia Chuhe immediately thought of another rule of Silent Valley: if the people of Silent Valley communicate by writing, the characters will only have radicals or be incomplete.
If we apply this rule to the words on the back of the mirror, "山山二11" means "exit," and "艹京土尤" means "then?". Although they can only form three characters, the meaning is very clear: the words on the back of the mirror are a clue to the exit!
However, Xia Chuhe didn't know if they could hold out until they reached the exit.
The situation was very dire. After one of the mirrors in the second barrier was shattered, purple clumps of flesh emerged from the fragments, forming a small mountain of flesh only a quarter the size of the original mountain.
Although they look similar, they are fundamentally different. The Meat Mountain is prone to fear and other emotions, while the Little Meat Mountain prefers joy.
Li Qiusheng's emotions swirled between joy and fear, and he was nearly swallowed by the mountain of flesh.
Xia Chuhe gritted her teeth and continued charging forward. She had to trust Li Qiusheng, Dashan, and Moyun, leaving the danger and her back entirely to them. All she could do was increase her speed, faster and faster.
The third obstacle mirror – earth, also, T, do – underground.
The fourth path—human, you, king, see—you appear.
The fifth path—grass, earth, stand, occupy—? Station.
The sixth path—human, master, white, spoon—is where one dwells.
The seventh path – person, stand, four, straight – position.
Seven mirrors, fourteen characters, put together they mean—Exit? Underground you find? The place to stand.
The impact of ? is no longer significant.
Xia Chuhe looked down at his feet, where there were countless small holes, and beneath each hole was something that could emit echoes.
Xia Chuhe held his breath, knelt on the ground, pressed his ear tightly to the ground, and whispered "Hey".
Countless echoes rose from the ground, but no sound vibrations came from where Xia Chuhe pressed his ear to his ear.
Li Qiusheng, Dashan, and Moyun kept shifting their emotions. They could no longer tell whether they were leading the seven fleshy mountains or the seven fleshy mountains were leading them.
Her emotions shifted too quickly and were too chaotic. By the time Li Qiusheng realized something was wrong, the fleshy red mountain of flesh had already pounced on her!
Li Qiusheng took a step back, closed his eyes, and thought to himself with a bittersweet smile, "It's quite special and cool to have a skeleton hand."
...
Xia Chuhe kept groping on the ground until he finally touched the edge of the vibration. There was a dent at the edge that was not visible to the naked eye. If it weren't for the slightly different feel, no one would have noticed it.
Xia Chuhe pounded hard on the dent, and when the force was transmitted to the dent, the seven fleshy mountains collapsed instantly, turning into countless small fleshy balls that rolled back into the shards of the mirror.
Li Qiusheng, who hadn't been devoured, opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
While the skeletal hands are cool, she clearly prefers intact hands.
A large gap appeared where Xia Chuhe had struck, and there was a staircase at the bottom of the gap. Following the staircase down, the four of them arrived directly at the church where the coffin had originally been placed.
Second hurdle passed.
The price was that Mo Yun's right hand was reduced to bone and could never be restored.
After a short rest, the four entered the third stage.
Before entering the third level, Xia Chuhe walked around the location of the repentance wall.
The things the four of them wrote down on the mirror—the things they feared most, liked most, and longed for most—all appeared on the confession wall.
Interestingly, because of the rules of Silent Valley, Mo Yun wrote the most confessions, and almost every one of them was different.
Xia Chuhe's favorite thing was chasing after kittens, which was consistent with the content of his previous confession. He wrote the same content three times.
Da Shan's confession about his sister was even more exaggerated, written four times.
The more times the same content is written, the weaker its power to purify pollution becomes; it's unknown how many times it will be written before it completely loses its effect.
Xia Chuhe couldn't help but wonder what Da Shan would write next.
Will she continue to write about her sister?
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