In the Ghost Mirror House, Shan Qingyi and others only talk about life and death, regardless of whether they are true or false. The living is king. Shan Qingyi doesn't have any bells and whistles, but Gui Jing wants to raise Gu? Just what I wanted! If he couldn't kill the mirror image and the mirror ghost, Shan Qingyi felt that there was no point in living, so he would be killed if he died. Jiang Bai did not make any comment on Shan Qingyi's choice. He is just a passerby who has nothing to point out. After bidding farewell to Wu Daoshan Qingyi, Jiang Bai came to the edge of the ghost, and a wall appeared in front of him. Bang bang bang—— Countless dust flew up and a circle of bullet holes appeared. Jiang Bai punched a bullet hole in the wall that looked like a door frame. After kicking a few times, the wall couldn't bear it anymore and he fell to the ground. The surrounding walls have collapsed, and there is still a door-shaped wall in front of Jiang Bai.
Jiang Bai:...... Don't worry about these details, the process is not important, the result is good. Jiang Bai walked around the door and walked out. After leaving the Ghost Mirror House, Jiang Bai walked forward for a certain distance and found what he was looking for. Another ghost mirror house appeared in front of Jiang Bai! Jiang Bai was very sure that he had not gone around in circles, nor was he going back. In other words, there is more than one haunted mirror house! In other words, these are not the real ghost mirror house. Jiang Bai has already entered the deepest part of the burial ground without knowing it! No matter what the situation was, Jiang Bai had no intention of stopping. He took out his gold token, passed the ticket gate again, and walked inside. Familiar passages, familiar recipes, Jiang Bai started the second week of the Haunted Mirror House. Before he could walk out of the passage, he heard the chanting outside. "Tear it apart——" "Tear it apart——" Jiang Bai:? ? ? What are you doing these days, tug of war? Walking out of the passage, Jiang Bai didn't see the mirror, but saw Wei Junjie guarding the door, as if waiting for someone. Seeing Jiang Bai, Wei Junjie greeted him warmly, "Brother Jiang! You're finally here!"
Jiang Bai ignored the other party and looked into the Ghost Mirror House with a shocked expression. I saw that most of the ghost mirrors had been dismantled, and hundreds of Wei Junjies were busy in the venue. They collected all the mirrors and assembled them together. Some people are responsible for disassembly, some are responsible for transportation, and some are responsible for welding. It is orderly, just like an assembly line, efficient and convenient. A mirror, when broken, will turn into several mirrors. A thousand mirrors put together will become one mirror. If Shan Qingyi's Ghost Mirror House is the ultimate individualism, then Wei Junjie's Ghost Mirror House focuses on unity. At least, until the mirror is put together, they will be extremely united. As for what will happen after the mirror is put together, only Wei Junjie himself knows. "Brother Jiang, I originally planned to leave you a message, but who knew that this burial place is very evil, and he came in without knowing it..." Wei Junjie poured out his bitterness to Jiang Bai and expressed his loyalty. Jiang Bai withdrew his gaze, looked at Wei Junjie, and asked curiously, "Where is the dead ghost Tianxuan?" "have no idea." Wei Junjie shook his head, "He was separated from me when we entered the Haunted Mirror House." There was no need for Jiang Bai to ask questions. Wei Junjie took the initiative to explain and confessed the information he had in order from high to low. "Brother Jiang, there should be more than one ghost mirror house. I once passed Shan Qingyi's ghost mirror house and was almost hacked to death." "The mirror ghost won't know that he is a mirror ghost." "The dead ghosts are more dangerous than we thought. The dead ghosts we encountered before were all weakened for some reason. The danger level of Tianxuan dead ghosts is higher than that of the Five Elements Watchers." "Mirror ghosts, and other things that come out of mirrors, they can only imitate our appearance, habits, and ways of thinking, but they don't have much memory. I can't determine the memory range for the time being..." "..." The information provided by Wei Junjie was very complicated, and some of it was already known to Jiang Bai. After saying that, Wei Junjie even took the initiative to hand over a piece of paper, "I wrote it all on it for you, Brother Jiang!" This guy is a little too aware of current affairs. This is also the main reason why Jiang Bai and Wei Junjie have collaborated so many times and Wei Junjie is still alive and kicking. Even the sick Jiang Bai would find it difficult to find an excuse to kill this guy. Jiang Bai glanced at the paper and did not take it, but asked, "Have you ever met the old Beast King, Guangming Bodhi?" According to the painter's plan, Guangming Bodhi is the key to solving this disaster. Even if Jiang Bai doesn't use Guangming Bodhi, he must get it in advance.
"Isn't the old Beast King together with Shan Qingyi?" Wei Junjie muttered, "When I passed by the Ghost Mirror House, the old Beast King was beside Shan Qingyi. The Bright Bodhi should be inside the old Beast King... Huh?" Wei Junjie guessed something and asked, "The old Beast King failed?" "He can't contain the light Bodhi?!" Jiang Bai nodded without hiding anything, "That's right." Jiang Bai was not surprised by the old Beast King's failure, but Wei Junjie was extremely surprised. "It's impossible..." Wei Junjie murmured, "It is impossible for the old Beast King to fail..." Obviously, Wei Junjie thought that the old Beast King could definitely accommodate Guangming Bodhi. Jiang Bai asked, "Why do you say that?" Wei Junjie spread his hands and said helplessly, "I don't know!" Before Jiang Bai could draw his gun, Wei Junjie confessed, "I came out of the mirror. I don't have any memories before entering the burial ground. I really don't know, Brother Jiang!" Wei Junjie is not a sincere person, but he is a man who knows the current situation. Even if he becomes a mirror image, this point of knowing the current situation remains unchanged. Jiang Bai will take action anyway, Wei Junjie might as well confess himself and save a beating. "No memories before the burial ground..." Jiang Bai nodded slightly, thinking of something. "In this case, the ghost mirror is not in the depths of the burial ground at all, or in other words, the ghost mirror's body is hidden in the depths of the burial ground, and anyone who enters the burial ground, whether at the edge, the core area, or the depths, is within the influence of the ghost mirror!" Every move after entering the burial ground is reflected by the ghost mirror, and it is clear at a glance. This is reasonable. If Jiang Bai were to design the layout of the burial ground, he would do the same! The BOSS should be guarded in the Novice Village! The real danger of the burial ground looms over everyone's head from the moment they enter! Jiang Bai looked around. Most of the mirrors here were removed, and the vision was very wide. There was no blind spot at a glance. There was no dead ghost of Tianxuan, nor the old beast king and the bright bodhi.
Jiang Bai raised his feet and prepared to leave, heading for the next ghost mirror house. Wei Junjie quickly made way. A flat road appeared behind him, and there was even a red carpet on the ground, full of ritual. Next to the red carpet, there was a road sign with the same sentence written in seven languages: "Brother Jiang, please take this road." ...... (Let me tell you, Tomato has a brain hole competition where you can vote. Each person has three votes per day. This book is currently ranked sixteenth. I will ask for votes here. The voting method can be popularized in the comments of this sentence by kind friends. Thank you. Next, let's focus on the sincerity of Lao Zei's vote solicitation: From now on, to show sincerity, we will achieve four updates every day, and each chapter will not be less than 2,000 words. If you rank in the top ten, you will update five times a day, starting from one month, and it will take effect when you rank in the top ten. Rank in the front Five, five updates a day, continue for a month, and publish 5,000 words of old books every month. (Tears, after three years, Lao Zei is still living off his old capital.) Rank in the top three, six updates a day, and publish 10,000 words of old books every month. Rank... Forget it, don't dream, I don't have the ability. The previous ranking was too low, Lao Zei didn't take it seriously, and didn't canvass for votes. Today, I suddenly found that I was 16th, and it seemed that I had a chance to be in the top ten. I was suddenly restless and couldn't sit still, so I quickly started canvassing for votes. As everyone knows, the annoying old thief likes to do these fancy whistles. Please, it's super cool to have an honorary title. Go, go, go! )