The fine pieces of paper in the sky fell slowly like rain, fluttering. The whole world was only black and white, but there was a darkness shrouding the sky, and the surrounding area was filled with blue-gray haze, which can be regarded as adding to this black and white world. A bit of color.
Countless evil spirits are dancing wildly in the Dajing City headquarters, as if the world is ending.
Qin Ming forced himself to calm down. He could now see that he was in some kind of illusion. The picture here might be the future, and you might just be an illusion that deceived him.
He is like a transparent person here, as if he does not exist here. He can only see the scene like the scene, but cannot touch this place.
He stood in silence for a few seconds and looked around. He needed to find a way to get out of here. He didn't know what the situation was like outside yet, so he couldn't stay too long.
Suddenly his eyes looked at Qin Ming, who seemed to be the future, his eyes flickered and he stepped forward.
Qin Ming, who was suspected to be the future, had an expressionless face at this time, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He was holding a slender sword in his hand, and the scarlet ghost eye on his face was turning restlessly.
What Qin Ming paid attention to was not the ghost eye, but its tall black figure, a group of deep dark silhouettes, as if condensed into a solid body, which looked exactly like the owner of the ghost eye he had seen.
He even vaguely saw the outline of the dark figure's head, which seemed to have the outline of a huge eye. What made him feel horrified was that the vague outline of the eye seemed to be looking at him.
"I don't exist here, and this is just an illusion. Why is this eye..."
"It's like seeing me..."
Qin Ming frowned and thought with doubt on his face. What he didn't notice was that the tall ghost was slowly approaching him.
Qin Ming turned to look at the middle-aged man beside Gui Hua, Zhang Xianguang.
An extreme and particularly sane second-generation top ghost controller, Qin Ming thinks he is a very smart madman, a madman who is willing to do whatever it takes to complete his plan.
"I feel that this scene that seems to be in the future is quite different from the original work I saw in my previous life."
Qin Ming touched his chin, lowered his head and thought to himself. At this time, he was like an ordinary person who had lost his sense of the supernatural. He had no idea that the ghost behind him was almost touching him.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light covered the surroundings. Under Qin Ming's shocked eyes, many ghosts were burning in this ghost realm, which seemed to be Yang Jian's ghost realm.
"?? The golden ghost realm? Yang Jian's? And is this fire from the will-o'-the-wisp? The intensity of this ghost realm has increased by more than a little."
Qin Ming looked shocked. Just when he was thinking this, Qin Ming suddenly trembled, his eyes shrank slightly, and he shuddered. He wanted to turn around but couldn't seem to move.
"Damn! I can't move my body... Sure enough, there are still too many uncertain factors. Is this really just an illusory image world?"
Qin Ming gritted his teeth and said, the stiffness in his body getting worse and worse.
When he twisted his head vigorously, he felt that his stiffness had slowed down a little, and his body seemed to be a lot softer.
When she looked down at her feet, she found that her feet were covered by a black substance, which was a ghost.
When he tried to turn around, he saw a scene that shocked him.
"Ghost... Lord of Ghost Eyes! This... how could you..."
Qin Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and his voice trembled as he looked at the tall Ghost Eye Lord in front of him, his blood-colored eyes staring ferociously at him, an extremely scarlet, extremely deep and strange red light burst out from that eye. out.
The extremely deep scarlet light shot straight into the sky, and the sky seemed to be stained with blood. Qin Ming felt dizzy and his consciousness gradually blurred.
The surrounding scenes continued to break, collapse, and finally disappeared. Qin Ming kept falling in the boundless darkness. This was a fall from the deep level of consciousness.
In the real world, the originally calm surface of a half-human tall bronze mirror suddenly surged. Qin Ming was thrown out of the mirror world and lay unconscious on the ground.
The ghostly figure under him continued to gather, condense, and solidify, and finally became the outline of a black figure nearly four meters tall. It stood silently next to the unconscious Qin Ming for a few minutes and then gradually dispersed and returned to his body. .
The surface of the bronze mirror, which had returned to calmness, had a tiny crack, about a few millimeters, which was difficult to see without careful observation.
After a few more minutes, Qin Ming still didn't wake up, but the strange bronze mirror changed slightly. The world inside the mirror began to change. A dry hand stretched out from the mirror and stretched towards Qin Ming. .
Just when the withered hand was about to touch him, Qin Ming's closed eyes suddenly opened, along with the ghost eyes on his face.
A dazzling dark red light emitted simultaneously, and the withered hand instantly reached back into the mirror, and the originally turbid mirror surface returned to its original state.
"What a close call. Fortunately, I woke up in time. Am I... coming out?"
Qin Ming stood up and looked at his surroundings. It was the room he originally entered.
Looking at the bronze mirror, Qin Ming's eyes were full of fear. This mirror was so weird, even weirder than Yang Jian's ghost mirror.
"It must be sealed. This thing should be thrown into a supernatural place and sealed."
Qin Ming frowned deeply and said angrily.
When he approached the mirror, he was stunned for a moment, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at one place carefully.
"It was a crack, a very small crack. The bronze mirror actually cracked. This is a supernatural item. Only supernatural beings can damage it."
Qin Ming looked at the crack in slight surprise.
After standing in silence in front of the mirror for a moment, Qin Ming finally decided to seal it. This mirror was too weird, and only sealing it could make Qin Ming feel at ease.
Qin Ming slowly stretched out his right hand, and black ghost blood seeped out from his skin, covering the entire hand in just a moment.
Qin Ming smeared the ghost blood all over the mirror, layer after layer, thickening it until the entire mirror was covered with a layer of ghost blood.
Then he checked it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was OK. He was really shocked in the illusory world before, and he was even more shocked by the effect of this mirror.
"This feeling is more perverted than human skin." Qin Ming couldn't help but sigh.
Qin Ming put the cloth back on the mirror, took one last deep look, and then walked out of the room.
The changes in Dazhou City are still continuing, and the thick white fog is still spreading. It has not stopped yet and has begun to erode the surrounding areas outside the city.
Qin Ming returned to the corridor on the third floor and looked at the stairs going up, seeming to hesitate whether to continue going up.
After being silent for a while, I gave up the idea and prepared to come back next time.
