At Xu Xiaoyu's strong request, she happily got into the police car and was taken away by the police.
She sat obediently next to the policeman and was taken to the police station. She answered whatever the police asked without hiding anything.
Looking at the policeman who was taking notes seriously and didn't show any surprise or strangeness because what she said was too bizarre, Xu Xiaoyu felt deeply puzzled.
According to the normal development, shouldn't the other party first warn her not to talk nonsense, and then suspect that she has mental problems? How come he remembers being more serious than her...
This is not normal, it's very abnormal!
After the questioning, the policeman walked out of the small room with the transcript. The beautiful and gentle female police officer poured Xu Xiaoyu another cup of hot water and comforted her in a gentle voice.
Xu Xiaoyu held the hot water in her hands, feeling nervous and uneasy.
He was afraid that the beautiful policewoman sitting next to him would turn into some unknown creature in the next second, revealing a sinister and weird smile.
After listening to her story about the bus and the old man, the two policemen remained calm, as if they had just heard that the reporter had her wallet stolen. This reaction was really strange.
But he had to show an awkward yet polite smile on his face, and his cheeks were stiff.
Knock knock knock.
The half-open door was knocked on politely a few times, and the other party pushed the door open.
"Xu Xiaoyu?"
A middle-aged policeman in uniform poked his head in.
"Captain Wu." The beautiful policewoman shouted first.
"Ah, yes."
Xu Xiaoyu responded, holding the cup of hot water, and quickly stood up.
I was reluctant to put down the paper cup of hot water in my hand. The slightly hot temperature warmed my palms and gave me a sense of security and solidity.
"Well, come with me."
Xu Xiaoyu looked at the paper cup in her hand, picked it up and took a sip. The warm water slid down her throat and warmed her lungs.
She followed Captain Wu quickly, holding a paper cup.
"Xu Xiaoyu, don't ask any other questions later. Just repeat what you said in the record just now. Just answer whatever you are asked, okay?" Captain Wu said.
Xu Xiaoyu nodded.
Captain Wu looked at her, as if to confirm whether she really understood, and then said: "I won't hide some things from you. You know what you went through tonight. It's a good opportunity. We happen to have a capable person here who can handle this kind of thing. Just tell me the truth."
"But..." Captain Wu changed the subject. "They are non-staff personnel, so they are definitely not as considerate as our police officers, so... well... we have to be gentle. After all, we are asking them to do something for us, don't you understand?"
"...Okay, okay, I understand." Xu Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly, being extremely well-behaved, but thinking "Oh shit" in her heart.
I feel like I know something extraordinary.
Turn left and right all the way and walk into the police station.
Captain Wu stopped in front of a closed door and knocked.
The noisy chatter inside the door suddenly stopped, and a slightly old male voice came out from inside the door.
"Come in."
Captain Wu opened the door and motioned Xu Xiaoyu to go in.
The room is quite spacious, with few furniture inside, just a coffee table, a sofa, and an LCD TV, nothing else.
But the room can accommodate quite a few people, both standing and sitting.
There were policemen in uniform, people dressed in suits and leather shoes with shiny hair and dressed like successful people, people dressed casually like ordinary middle-aged uncles, people wearing long coats and trousers with patterns and colorful cloth wrapped around their foreheads like ethnic minorities, and even monks wearing cassocks...
The most eye-catching one was the old Taoist priest sitting alone on the double sofa in front.
His white hair was tied into a Taoist bun fixed with a piece of wood. He had long white eyebrows and a white beard. He wore a Taoist robe. He had a thin figure and clean sleeves, which made him look like an immortal, like a hermit from other world.
At this moment, all the people in the room turned around and stared at Xu Xiaoyu who was standing at the door.
The pressure is huge.
Xu Xiaoyu's hand holding the paper cup froze, and she silently handed the cup to Captain Wu, who didn't seem to intend to enter the house.
Captain Wu took it very considerately. The middle-aged policeman showed his considerate side: "Don't panic, just say what you said when you took the statement."
…………
The black fog lingers, blocking the view and hiding the endless unknown existence in pure darkness.
This darkness is heavy, filthy, and endless. It seems boundless and is an abyss that can never be reached.
This is dead air.
It lies here quietly, so huge.
Countless small dots surrounded the dead air, and the ratio between the dead air and the small dots was even more astonishing than that between an ant and an elephant.
Those small dots are ghosts at work. They surround the dead energy and slowly "erode" it, wearing it away. However, the dead energy is not static. It is expanding imperceptibly and spreading outward.
This makes the ghosts' ability to clear the dead air very ineffective.
"No!" The Thousand Faced Mirror let out a sharp roar, like a weak, helpless and pitiful little girl who was surrounded by big men, huddled in the corner, clutching her collar.
"Don't worry, it's just a temporary storage."
Luo Zheyu emphasized seriously.
"No, my Lord!"
"Although I have the ability to transform various energies and absorb them as my own energy after I was created, this does not include death energy! I can't chew this kind of thing. If I put it in my body, it will... It will freeze!"
The Thousand-faced Mirror uttered a new word, which he had learned from Wang Ritian.
"It'll be fine as long as you don't absorb it." Luo Zheyu seized the loophole in Wanmianjing's words.
"But, only the small world that Wang Ritian had not completed before can store this kind of dead energy, because the small world is real, while other spaces are not entirely physical and cannot contain dead energy."
"Then stay in the small world for now."
All the souls that were originally captured by Wang Ritian in the small world have been taken away by the underworld, so the death energy can be stored inside and there is no need to worry about affecting living beings.
"No, my Lord!"
"…Why is it not working again?"
"The small world built by Wang Ritian is incomplete, not even a semi-finished product. Putting death energy in it will completely destroy the foundation of the small world!"
The Wanmianjing was about to cry. Wang Ritian alone could not even build the foundation of the small world. He only built part of the foundation. The intact foundation was left by the previous owners of the Wanmianjing. Unfortunately, they were unlucky and died early...
“…”
Luo Zheyu was silent for a moment, then comforted Wanmianjing in a gentle tone.
"It doesn't matter. We can always build another one later."
The Thousand-Faced Mirror did a lot of evil things in the past, and was even more active in doing bad things than its previous owners, but now it has a chance to atone for its sins and turn over a new leaf.
"Really?" asked the Thousand-Faced Mirror hesitantly. It felt very unreal.
Ever since he recognized Luo Zheyu as his master, he has always been despised by the other party, who never used his power. He had almost gotten used to it. Now, when he heard Luo Zheyu suddenly become gentle and say that he wanted to build a small world in the manifold mirror, he couldn't believe his ears at all.
The Thousand-Faced Mirror really cannot trust its own ears, because spirits of instruments have no ears.
But he could believe what Luo Zheyu said.
"Really, but I won't take any living creatures in, and I won't allow you to do so either."
Luo Zheyu is very frank and honest.
Wanmianjing was speechless and said unwillingly: "A world without living things is not a complete world..."
"You are right."
Hearing Luo Zheyu agreeing with his words, Wanmianjing was delighted, but Luo Zheyu immediately said the second half of the sentence.
"A world with spiritual energy is rare, but a world without spiritual energy is very common. You've been away for more than ten days. Do you miss home?"
Do you miss home?
Do you want to go back?
Go back to the world where the King of Hell is, and continue to live a miserable life by absorbing the negative emotions of human beings?
"My... my Lord, building a world is not something that can be accomplished in a short time. It is actually not that important whether there are living creatures in the world. As long as the framework and rules of the world are complete, sooner or later there will be living creatures born from it. The creatures born in the native world are the best and most suitable creatures!"
The Wanmianjing has a strong desire to survive.
"Well, I feel relieved in this case. Let's start transferring the dead energy."
Luo Zheyu smiled slightly, with an incomparable warmth and kindness.
The Thousand-Faced Mirror had no idea what he was worried about, nor did it want to know. It moved itself weakly and began to transfer the death energy into the small world inside its body.
An irregular silvery-white polyhedron emerged from Luo Zheyu's body, floating in mid-air, its mirror surface reflecting light slightly and rotating slowly.
As the kaleidoscope mirror rotated, a thin wisp of black gas was pulled out from the death energy and was sucked into the kaleidoscope mirror. One end was connected to the kaleidoscope mirror and the other end was connected to the death energy, just like a huge ball of wool from which a thread was sorted out and wrapped around the other end.
It's going very smoothly.
The only problem is... it's too slow.
Although it was much faster than the ghosts' cleaning, it was still too slow.
The filaments that the Wanmian Mirror stripped from the dead energy were less than one ten-millionth of the total dead energy. If this continued, it was unknown when the dead energy could be completely transferred.
"My Lord, this ball of death energy is totally incompatible with my power, and the suction force is too strong. I have used all my strength to peel off a little bit. There is no other way for the time being."
Wanmianjing was afraid that Luo Zheyu would think he was just slacking off, so he hurriedly defended himself.
Luo Zheyu nodded to show that he understood, turned around and pulled Mumu over to stand beside him, staring at the girl who suddenly appeared with the kaleidoscope of mirrors, and went to look for a temporary worker.
He doesn't have the ability to transfer the death energy into the Thousand-Sided Mirror, so he needs some help.
…………
"Little girl, are you saying that you didn't see the bus at first, and only saw it later when your eyes suddenly glared at it?"
“Yes, yes.”
The old Taoist priest with white beard asked. Seeing that Xu Xiaoyu was so nervous that she stuttered a little, he took out a lollipop from his cloth bag and handed it to her.
Still strawberry flavored.
"Well, this is not right. If you can't see, then you can't see. How can you suddenly see it..." The old Taoist priest pinched his beard, looked at Xu Xiaoyu, and waved his hand.
"Little girl, come over here and let me take a closer look."
Xu Xiaoyu took two steps forward nervously and asked, "Excuse me...if ordinary people can't see the bus, then how can my friend Chen Manyin see it?"
"A dying person can naturally see the hearse." The old Taoist priest replied as he pulled Xu Xiaoyu's eyelids with his fingers to reveal the whites of his eyes.
"A dying person? I... didn't understand."
"Well, what I mean is that your friend's life will come to an end within twenty-four hours at the slowest, and half an hour at the fastest. That's why she saw the hearse. Even if she didn't encounter the hearse, she wouldn't live past twenty-four hours." The old Taoist priest pulled the eyelid of Xu Xiaoyu's other eye.
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