Yideng grasped Xia Linyin's hand, and the instant her hand clasped against Yideng's jade-like hand, a feeling as if she had been struck by a strong electric current swept over Xia Linyin.
She bit her lip and let out a muffled groan. Damn it, this bald monk wants to annihilate her soul!
Who said monks are compassionate? This bald monk is not compassionate at all!
A dazzling golden light enveloped Xia Linyin and Yideng's clasped hands, and Xia Linyin's soul swayed a few times like a reflection in water.
Suppressing the urge to shake off the other person's hand, Xia Linyin gripped Yideng's hand tightly and pulled him towards the mirror with a forceful pull.
At the same time, she used the force of this reaction to pull herself out of the mirror.
Of course, Yideng was stronger than Xia Linyin, so he wasn't pulled into the mirror by her. However, Xia Linyin achieved her goal; she used Yideng's hand to get out of the mirror!
As soon as Xia Linyin came out of the mirror, she immediately shook off Yideng's hand. The surrounding scenery did not change, but she saw her feet begin to disappear.
Having learned from her experience of disappearing after completing the mission with the zombie, Xia Linyin didn't think that she had violated some game setting and was being erased. She knew that she had solved the puzzle and was about to leave.
Yideng naturally knew that Xia Linyin had been using reverse psychology to provoke him into coming out of the mirror, but he believed that even if Xia Linyin did come out of the mirror, she wouldn't cause much trouble.
However, he did not expect that Xia Linyin actually had a way to escape, and he could not figure out what methods she used.
He immediately tossed out his Buddhist prayer beads, "What a clever escape!"
The Buddhist prayer beads struck Xia Linyin squarely in the chest. After being hit by the beads, Xia Linyin's entire body fell back into the mirror like a kite that had lost control.
Xia Linyin: "..."
Xia Linyin lay sprawled on the ground, her hair disheveled. Ignoring the pain in her chest, she quickly looked at her legs.
Then her eyes widened, and her missing legs had returned!
Aaaaaaah!
Xia Linyin ran to the mirror and glared at Yideng with intense hatred. That bald monk had actually knocked her back into the mirror again!
Just one step away! Just one step away!
asshole!
Xia Linyin's frustrated eyes were almost spitting fire. She hated Yideng, and she hated herself. If only she had stayed away from the mirror!
Unexpectedly, she was thrown back into the mirror. Once back in the mirror, everything returned to the starting point. Even though she had already begun to disappear, half of her body had vanished!
No wonder the scene didn't change like the previous square after she left the mirror, but disappeared little by little from her feet to her head. This game really doesn't allow for any carelessness!
They're setting traps for players at every turn!
One wrong move and all your previous efforts will be wasted!
It would be no exaggeration to say that Xia Linyin's mood plummeted from the clouds to the bottom of the valley; her gaze was filled with a desire to tear Yideng to pieces.
After the Buddhist prayer beads struck Xia Linyin, they returned to Yideng's hand. Unaffected by Xia Linyin's gaze, Yideng twirled the beads, causing them to separate one by one, and then struck the mirror, producing a crisp sound.
One by one, the Buddhist beads engraved with runes struck the smooth mirror surface. Before long, a crack appeared on the smooth mirror surface.
Xia Linyin's heart tightened, and she finally felt a little anxious. She steadied herself, reached out her hand, and called out to Xia Xuan, "Xuanxuan! Quickly pull me out, pull your sister out!"
"Sister, it hurts so much! This monk hit me so hard! Xuanxuan, I don't want to leave you! Come here quickly, come and pull me out!"
"Sister!" Xia Xuan reached out his hand, wanting to run towards Xia Linyin, but his mother grabbed him and held him tightly in her arms.
Xia Xuan struggled desperately, crying out, "Mommy, save my sister! Please save my sister! I don't want my sister to go! I don't want my sister to go!"
Xia Linyin focused her gaze on the woman, looking at her sadly, "Mom, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!"
The woman's lips trembled slightly. She had never seen her daughter look at her with such eyes before, like a wounded little animal seeking help from its mother, letting out a low whimper, completely dependent, longing for its mother's care and comfort.
However, the wavering was only momentary. In the end, the woman hardened her heart and ignored it. Her daughter was no longer a person, but a ghost!
Yideng's slender, sword-like eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"Snap—"
The mirror made a cracking sound again.
Xia Linyin stared at the crack in the mirror, her long hair flying wildly behind her, and the furniture in the room seemed to tremble as if affected by her emotions.
Her eyes were dark and frightening, and her pale face was shrouded in a sinister aura.
Seeing Xia Linyin like this, the woman couldn't help but feel scared and took a few steps back while hugging the crying Xia Xuan.
The ghost mirror is not so easy to destroy; each bead of the Buddhist prayer beads that strikes the ghost mirror contains the Buddhist power injected by a lamp.
A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Yideng's mouth, making the crimson stain stand out starkly against his snow-white skin.
Seeing the blood at the corner of Yideng's lips, Xia Linyin gritted her teeth. Just how much did this bald monk hate her? He was already spitting blood and still wanted to smash the mirror!
She quickly changed her expression, her eyes filled with fear, and her voice trembled as she pleaded, "Master, I was wrong, please don't take me in, please don't take me in..."
It seems the sharp-tongued little girl was genuinely frightened and had begun to feel fear.
It seemed that Yideng had been waiting for Xia Linyin to say those words. After Xia Linyin begged for mercy, he put away the Buddhist beads, took out his Qiankun bag, and neatly put the mirror into the bag.
Xia Linyin was completely bewildered. She hadn't even finished saying what she had prepared, and she had only just begun when the bald monk took out a small bag and put her mirror, which was more than half her height, inside.
Looking at the endless darkness outside the mirror, Xia Linyin felt a little irritated. This bald monk was so powerful; he must be the boss in this square, used to increase the difficulty for players to pass the level.
She's trapped inside the mirror, unable to access her weapons. The bald monk is incredibly powerful and unpredictable; she never knows what he'll do next, which is incredibly annoying.
He won't keep her trapped in this bag forever, will he? Wouldn't she be stuck in this room forever?
...
A small temple sits atop a mountain shrouded in mist. The temple is extremely ancient, its walls covered in mottled marks from years of neglect.
In the quiet courtyard, a sturdy pine tree with thick trunk and lush branches lay on the ground covered with a thick layer of pine needles.
A young man dressed in a light green robe sat on a branch, his waist-length black hair tied up high with a dark green branch-shaped hairpin.
He swung his legs leisurely, looked down at the figure that had pushed open the door and entered the yard, his dark green eyes curving into crescent shapes. "Dengdeng, you're back."
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