The fingers stretched out from the mirror were like moths longing for the light, and the fingertips stretched out, grabbing the black hair in front of me.
"Shhh A scream audible in both ears came from the mirror, and wisps of green smoke emanated from its illusory arms, as if it had been burned by something.
It felt pain, but the black hair wrapped around me seemed to smell a bloody viper, baring its fangs, biting the illusory arm, and then coiling around it, gnawing at it!
"What a fierce ghost."
My arms were entwined with black hair, and the phantom in the mirror remained unchanged, and soon the scene that made my scalp tingle appeared.
The swaying figures in the mirror in front of me also came from nowhere, most of them were blurry, and some of them looked exactly like me, as if they were phantoms formed by different angles of light.
They are like the inhabitants of the mirrored world, their figures moving slowly, walking forward and backward towards the outside of the mirror.
The ghost's black hair was still entangled with the hands stretching out of the mirror, and for the time being, the ghost had the upper hand.
But after a long time, the ghost will definitely be alone.
Countless people in the mirror walked out, and the expressions on their faces I had never seen in myself before, strange, terrifying, and full of murderous intent.
Black hair emerged, a pure black eye rolled out of the embroidered cloth bag, and the hideous black hair turned into a young man as tall as me standing in front of the mirror.
Compared to the level of horror, the ghosts made up of all black hair are far more than the monsters in the mirror.
From the momentum and appearance, the ghost is more evil and weird, and the only thing it doesn't have an advantage in is the number.
The monsters in the mirror seemed endless, and I could even see faces of the same appearance as me walking on top of each other.
The mirror in front of me seemed to be a passage separating yin and yang, and these monsters that looked the same as me, they were crowded, pushing, stretching out their arms to grab the ghosts.
There are too many of them, and the ghosts are gradually struggling to deal with them, and the black hair is grabbed by a pair of miserable white hands, and these monsters want to drag the ghosts into the mirror!
"What the hell are they?"
I was shocked and angry in my heart, I couldn't just rely on the ghost, I also had to find a way to break the game.
My mind ascended to the altar, concentrating between my eyebrows, and I found the most essential difference between the monsters in these mirrors and me.
Under the light of the flashlight, they have no shadow, these illusory things are all relying on the mirror in front of me, and it can even be said that they are just things that I have imagined, and they do not exist in the first place.
"If I can smash the mirror, I should be able to escape!"
The mind communicates with the ghost, but its condition at this time is not much better, and it is struggling to support it, and it protects me under the hands of countless miserable ghosts.
"I can't count on the ghost, my body can't move again, it seems that I can only ask the girl in red behind me to help."
My eyes were still covered by those thin little hands, and I could feel her behind me, but I didn't know how to communicate with her.
The black hair wrapped around the body of the ghost was scattered and reunited by the monster in the mirror, and its figure slowly blurred, and it seemed that it was about to reach its limit.
"What should I do?"
I opened my mouth but couldn't speak, my body was cold, and my limbs were paralyzed by the evil breath.
The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable, and it has reached the moment of life and death.
"Concentrate on pranayama, luck and pulse!"
When 100,000 people were in a hurry, on the spiritual platform, a voice appeared inexplicably.
"Is that the blood fox?"
I didn't have time to trace the source at this time, so I hurriedly followed the voice in the spiritual platform, held my breath and concentrated, and ran a wisp of qi in the inner dantian like a gossamer to the Du pulse, to be honest, if it wasn't for this person's reminder, I would have forgotten that I was also half a cultivator, and the wisp of dantian qi left behind by breaking through the realm of Yuandu was mobilized, and rushed straight up from the human spine dragon.
"Follow each other, avoid filth and drive away evil spirits!"
I didn't know what the other party was talking about, I just blindly recited the mantra he taught, and let the wisps of dantian qi like a gossamer rush into the spiritual platform.
It's also strange to say that at the moment when the qi in the dantian wandered away, I felt a little warmth in my tongue, as if the lake frozen in the cold winter ushered in a ray of sunshine.
The cold evil thoughts were melted into a hole by the internal qi of the dantian, and my fingers trembled slightly, and the feeling similar to a ghost pressing bed weakened a lot.
"Quick!
Smash the mirror with iron tongs!
"I still couldn't move my body, so I had to shout for the girl behind me.
The hand covering my eyes hesitated for a moment, then slowly released, and then a red shadow flashed, holding the iron tongs I had tucked into my waist and headed straight for the floor mirror.
Without the girl's palm blocking it, my eyes fell completely on the mirror, and at that moment it was as if something was trying to get into my mind.
"They want to assimilate me?"
I gritted the tip of my tongue and stimulated my brain with pain, struggling to support myself.
"Bang!"
The red figure had just approached before she was stopped by a misshapen arm from the depths of the mirror, and she threw out the pincers with all her might, only to smash a crack in the smooth mirror, and then her petite body was grabbed by countless palms, and the monsters twisted her body, tearing her pale red dress to pieces.
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The girl in red was far less powerful than her fate, she was hard to resist, her body that was about to dissipate was pulled towards the mirror little by little, she struggled frantically, but every time she writhed her body, more hands grabbed her.
I saw all this in my eyes, and I was dizzy, but I couldn't sit idly by, and when the mirror cracked out, most of the evil energy that was suppressed on me had been eliminated.
I gritted my teeth and walked forward, like a survivor struggling to crawl out of a swampy quagmire, not missing any opportunity and not abandoning any of my companions.
One step, I grabbed the subway tongs that had fallen, looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't count clearly, without the slightest hesitation, flew into the floor mirror!
"Smack!"
The iron tongs smashed, and the mirror exploded and fell apart.
Bursts of glass shards cut through my hands, and blood ran down my fingertips onto the iron tongs.
The many monsters in the mirror that were still dancing their teeth and claws just now shattered and disappeared with the mirror.
Only the phantom that had jumped out of the mirror with most of its body still existing, and it was tightly bound by the black hair of the ghost, unable to move.
"Thank you."
Lowering my bloodied hands, I wanted to hug the girl, but all I felt was a chill in my arms.
She still looked horrible, bloody, as if she didn't understand my movements, her hair covering half of her face, and her body was even more unreal than before.
"Resentment and obsession have imprisoned you here, don't worry, I will help you free tonight."
The girl in front of her resembles a ghost, with a hideous appearance, but her nature is not bad.
Stepping on the shattered lenses, I turned my head to look at the ghost trapped by the ghost.
"What the hell is this?"
Leaving the mirror, it was like endless water, and the face that was exactly the same as mine began to change, and the facial features were blurred, and finally it became a completely different face.
It's very ordinary, throw it into the crowd, and it is estimated that you can't find it in the blink of an eye.
"It's different from the little ghost, it's not a ghost, and it doesn't even feel a trace of resentment on the surface, which is very different from what it just did."
This half-imaginary, half-real figure was being devoured by the Fate Demon, and the expression on its face was very flat, as if it was not itself that was about to be swallowed.
"Fellow sailors, does anyone know what this is?"
I asked for help from the water friends in the live broadcast room: "Is Liu Banxian here today?"
Which other immortal Taoist chief is in the live broadcast room, can you come out and explain. ” After a while, I didn't see a reliable answer, but the Socratic paradox sent out a few more barrages.
"This thing comes out of a mirror, and in the Middle Ages some philosophers argued that there was a magical connection between a person or an object and its image, so a mirror that could present an image was also considered to be something that could capture the soul and life force of a person."
"In many cultures, there is a habit similar to the habit of covering all the mirrors in the house after death, just to prevent the soul and the energy after death from remaining in the mirror and not entering the afterlife."
"I used to think that this was a representative of utopian philosophy, but I didn't expect it to be confirmed by you today."
"This soul should be received into a mirror after death, existing in a world that is opposed to reality, it has no self-consciousness, it only imitates the image produced by the mirror, if you have to name it, I think it would be more appropriate to call it a mirror ghost."