Chapter 49: Mirror! Mirror!
The sparse hair, bloated figure, white lapel Polo shirt, and eyes that seemed to be wrapped in dark red mist, all these characteristics made Yue Ran believe that the figure that suddenly shrank back just now was the dean.
Thinking of this, Yue Ran's pace was a little faster again, and Zhang Yuan had already walked decisively towards the hall on the fourth floor after discovering those dark red eyes.
The stairs at the end of the corridors on both sides of the junior high school teaching building only lead to the fourth floor. If you want to go up to the fifth floor, you must go up the stairs in the lobby on the fourth floor.
"Do you feel like something is changing here as time goes by?"
Yue Ran followed Zhang Yuan's pace and looked at the white light beam shining into the thick darkness. Yue Ran felt much more relaxed in his heart.
Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly and said: "It seems like this. According to the time here, I have been here for a week. I have also participated in several junior high school gatherings. The process of the gathering has never been changed. , gathered at the entrance of the teaching building, and then went to the fifth floor together. The stairs from the lobby on the third floor to the fourth floor have never turned into a dead end, and there have been no changes in other places. But after you come in, everything here seems to have changed. , the clock on the slow platform on the first floor, Liu Jiang and his student dolls on the third floor, the stairs on the third floor that suddenly turned into a dead end, and finally the pair of crimson eyes that suddenly appeared and then disappeared."
Zhang Yuan did not stop, but accelerated a bit more.
"Everything that happens seems to be directed at you."
Now Zhang Yuan is complaining in his heart. He just wants to find a way out from here. If he follows his previous habit, the first person to abandon him when encountering danger is his teammates. After all, the philosophy of a dead Taoist friend is not to die for a poor Taoist. It was a philosophy he had believed in since he was conscious, but the damn system task forcibly tied the two of them together.
"Haha, who would have thought that a messenger of the gods would become someone else's bodyguard? Damn the mission system." Zhang Yuan thought of the "god's favored one" who threw him into the door of the Provincial Library, and became vicious again. He muttered, "It's all because of him. Damn it, when I get out of here, I will let you fully experience the pain I have experienced."
Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and walked forward, but Yue Ran, who was walking behind him, couldn't see Zhang Yuan's expression at all, not to mention that he was thinking about Zhang Yuan's words "It's all aimed at you" at this time.
"It seems like I'm really being targeted. It feels like I've fallen into a game set by a big boss, and I am an important chess piece in the game." Yue Ran considered that a chess piece like him could still There was something else, so he added, "One."
When Yue Ran thought that he might be a chess piece in the hands of a certain big boss, he became more and more uncomfortable, which made him feel like he was being manipulated all the time.
The corridor on the right side of the fourth floor was not long, and Yue Ran and Zhang Yuan deliberately speeded up, so when they saw the wide stairs leading to the fifth floor, only two minutes had passed.
Different from the darkness in the corridor on the right, the hall on the fourth floor is brightly lit, and the dim incandescent lamps have been replaced by very complicated ceiling lights. If the corridors on both sides were not enveloped in thick darkness, the hall on the fourth floor would be brightly lit. The lights can illuminate the entire floor.
Facing the wide staircase on the fourth floor is a mirror as tall as a person, but the mirror is blocked by a white sheet. The light in the hall cannot bring light to darker places through the reflection of the mirror.
The white cloth sheet did not completely cover the mirror. Red writing was exposed from the lower right corner of the mirror, which read "Gift to: Sunan University", but the column for the gift recipient was blank.
There is a quartz clock hanging directly above the mirror. The Roman characters on the white dial of the quartz clock have fallen off and are stuck on the red second hand. The blocked second hand is like a beating heart, beating in place. It seems to want to push away the obstacles blocking it.
"This mirror is a taboo in colleges and universities. No one dares to stand in front of this mirror to observe their appearance. I heard that people who look in the mirror like that will see another person in it." Zhang Yuan stood next to Yue Ran Holding the extinguished miniature flashlight in one hand, he spoke as if talking to himself.
"Is this a taboo that only came out after the principal disappeared?"
Yue Ran kept in mind the instructions given by the system. When he saw the mirror in the lobby on the fourth floor, his first reaction was to stay away from him.
"No, it was there from the beginning."
Zhang Yuan said nonchalantly, his tone seemed to be saying, this is all a lie to children.
As Zhang Yuan, who had lived in Provincial University for a period of time as Sun Yiran, he had naturally heard of taboo legends about the school. For example, the school's teaching building was formerly a mass grave. For example, the senior student was once trapped in love, and then directly In Zhang Yuan's opinion, these are all fake. After all, taboos can only be confirmed true or false only by experiencing them. For example, the fifth floor of the high school teaching building of Southern Jiangsu University, and the first floor of the junior high school leads to the second floor. The simple clock in Xutai was either experienced by Zhang Yuan or seen by Zhang Yuan with his own eyes, but Zhang Yuan naturally did not believe it.
"I looked in this mirror before when I came here, but it didn't have any side effects."
"Have you had this piece of white cloth before?"
Yue Ran had always been skeptical about Zhang Yuan's words, especially when faced with the emergency in Southern Jiangsu University. After all, at that time, he had not yet been kicked out by the senior who did not speak martial arts.
"It didn't exist before. It should have been built recently."
As if to prove that what he said was correct, Zhang Yuan reached out to grab the white cloth covering the mirror. At the same time, on the right side of the corridor, in the direction where Yue Ran and Zhang Yuan had just walked, there was a sudden twisting sound. The sound of a doorknob.
“Click, click, click—”
The sound seemed to be infinitely amplified through the darkness in the corridor until it reached Yue Ran's ears.
"The dean is out?"
Frowning, Yue Ran looked into the depths of the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor. He always felt that the darkness there was getting thicker, as if it was about to become a substance and turn into a river of eternal darkness.
Then the sound of pulling the curtain came from the other side. Yue Ran looked in the direction of the sound and happened to see the white sheet that should have been covering the mirror thrown into the air for someone's reasons. Under the bright and brilliant lights, Down, drew a perfect arc, and then landed on the gray-white cement floor, like a white patch on the cold cement floor.
At this time, Zhang Yuan turned his back to the mirror, and then looked at Yue Ran with a proud face.
When Yue Ran looked at Zhang Yuan, his pupils shrank instantly because he also saw Zhang Yuan facing him in the mirror.
