The originally calm and unchanged mirror surface was now like a pebble thrown into the calm water, causing waves. Qin Ming's consciousness suddenly became confused at the moment the mirror changed.
The mist on the mirror became more and more serious. Qin Ming looked at the mirror with some confusion. He felt that his whole body was about to be pulled in.
"This is... bad! I'm going to be dragged in. Damn, no."
Qin Ming's pupils shrank sharply. After feeling the pulling force, he was shocked. He wanted to use the ghost under his feet but found that the ghost could not come out.
"What, was it suppressed?"
Qin Ming's face darkened, and the ghost eye on his right arm suddenly opened, emitting a burst of scarlet light that lasted less than two seconds. The light dissipated and the ghost eye was forced to close.
That mirror was like a black hole, not only suppressing Qin Ming's own supernatural power, but also trying to suck him into the space inside the mirror.
"Damn it, I'm going to be sucked in if I don't think of a way to break free..."
Qin Ming's eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought of his previous idea, maybe he could try it.
"ah!"
Qin Ming roared in pain, his flawless face gradually cracked, and a crack appeared. He tried to superimpose the supernatural beings on top of each other. This process was very painful.
"Open it for me!"
Qin Ming roared suddenly, the cracks on his face tore open, a glass ball emitting scarlet light opened from his face, a dazzling red light emitted from the ghost eye, Qin Ming fainted .
After a long time, he woke up, and the first scene he saw when he opened his eyes shocked him.
"What's this?!"
Qin Ming's pupils shrank sharply, his voice trembled slightly, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The dim sky seemed to be shrouded in darkness, which was extremely strange. It seemed like snow was falling in the sky, but if you look closely, it was pieces of paper, not snow.
The world turned gray and white, with no color left, and strange pieces of paper fluttered in the sky.
"This is... the ghost realm of ghost missions and ghost paintings?!" Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and said in shock.
A vague figure suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked like an old man. Walking out of the darkness was an old lady, but her face looked very much like a cat's.
In Qin Ming's shocked eyes, more and more ghosts appeared, as if the world had become a paradise for ghosts, and all supernatural beings were out of control.
"What the hell is this place? I was clearly in front of that mirror, and then...my eyes went dark..."
"And this place is a bit like...the headquarters of Dajing City!"
Qin Ming took a breath. He was shocked now, fear and fear filled his heart.
"Am I...scared?"
Qin Ming looked at his slightly trembling hands in disbelief. He had obviously been so deeply eroded by the supernatural, how could he still have emotions.
No, he felt something was wrong with himself. He seemed to have returned to a human being. Not only did he have his previous emotions, but he also lost his supernatural power.
"What's going on...where are the ghost eyes and ghost shadows, and where is the master of the ghost eyes? This shouldn't happen, unless it's..."
Qin Ming's eyes lit up. He thought of Yang Jian's dog. That dog controlled ghost dreams and could pull the ghost controller into the dream. In the dream, the ghost controller had no supernatural powers, just like ordinary people. .
"In other words, I may be in a dream, or some illusion, or..."
That mirror.
Qin Ming gradually calmed down and calmly observed everything around him. He was now sure that this was the headquarters of Dajing City.
"Why are there so many ghosts? Damn it, not only are there ghost paintings, but there are also ghost ghosts..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Ming suddenly felt some changes in the surrounding environment. The surroundings were filled with blue-gray haze, and it spread quickly.
"This is... the ghost land of starving ghosts!"
Qin Ming was slightly surprised. Looking at the changes, he was now like an ordinary person, with emotions.
The ghost realm of starving ghosts, the ghost realm of ghosts, and the ghost realm of ghost paintings intersect with each other to form a strange scene.
The sky was dark and gloomy, with blue-gray haze constantly filling the air. There were also pieces of paper floating around, and there was no color around.
"A Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night...Ghost paintings, starving ghosts, ghosts out of control, this is..."
"The future..."
Qin Ming couldn't help but murmur to himself, and then heard some noises again. When he looked over there, he was stunned.
A huge ghost painting stood aside, and standing next to it was a middle-aged man holding a sword. That was Zhang Xianguang, the second-generation top ghost controller.
The starving ghosts came out of the dense blue-gray haze on one side, while the ghosts came out of the darkness on the other side. A shaky old man who was old and shaky stood against the ghosts.
Qin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this, and he said with some shock: "That's Mr. Qin, he's fighting against the ghost paintings, ghosts, starving ghosts, and Zhang Xianguang!"
"Is this... the future?"
"I was sucked here by that weird mirror. Can that mirror predict the future and show me the picture? Or is it just misleading information to me..."
Qin Ming thought to himself, and the strange scenes shocked him. Although he knew some from the original works of his previous life, he was still extremely shocked when he actually saw these scenes.
Just when he was thinking this, he was suddenly attracted by the sound of fighting. Looking over there, he saw that it was Yang Jian and Ye Zhen.
Yang Jian was holding a cracked spear, several ghost eyes were opened, and the ghost shadows under him were about to move. At this time, he had just paralyzed a ghost.
Ye Zhen, on the other hand, was holding a long sword, wearing black clothes, and a robe on the back. The robe was printed with the words "Ye Tiandi" shining brightly. He saw a ghost about to move, and he grinned and held the sword. Just walked over.
"Ye...Ye Tiandi..."
Qin Ming's face twitched and he felt speechless.
"This is indeed very similar to the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts mentioned in the original work of the previous life, but something seems to be missing."
Qin Ming looked at the terrifying scene ahead and said secretly.
When he inadvertently turned around and glanced behind him, he suddenly froze on the spot, his pupils shrank sharply, and he didn't even take a breath.
"that's me?!"
Qin Ming stared intently at the man in front of him. That man's face was flawless, as if he were the most beautiful man in the world. The only flaw was that there was a cracked eye on the side of his face, emitting a dark red light.
That was Qin Ming, who seemed to be him in the future. That future him had no expression on his face and was holding a slender sword similar to the Tang sword.
A slender dark purple sword. The body of the sword is dark purple with a faint hint of dark blood red. It is long and narrow with smooth arcs, and has a cool and cool shape.
The tall black shadow at his feet condensed into an entity like a human, standing on the ground.
The scene in front of him scared Qin Ming so much that he didn't dare to vent his anger. Fear and shock filled his whole body, and the emotions he hadn't felt for a long time came over again.
"I really can't believe that that mirror has such a terrifying ability. Is this a real illusion of the future, or is it created by that mirror to deceive me..."
Qin Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and kept looking around. He had tried his best to adjust his emotions.
But when he looked behind him, he froze on the spot and his pupils shrank suddenly. He saw a vague road and a red figure looming, which seemed to be... a bride to be married!
In the vague figure, Qin Ming could see that she was wearing a red wedding dress, a red hijab on her head, her wrists were like white fat, and she was wearing a dark green jade bracelet.
The wedding dress she was wearing was very luxurious. Only those who were rich or noble during the Republic of China could afford it. However, the wedding dress was dark red, as if stained with blood, which was very strange.
In Qin Ming's shocked eyes, the vague figure seemed to have dropped something, which seemed to be... a red hydrangea.
Then he disappeared, including the flower stand behind him, as if he had never appeared.
