What does this mean!

This shows that there are clues they have been looking for!

Su Cheng turned his head with bright eyes: "Little Vancouver, let's go in."

Wen Jianyan: "…”

...Save.

"Don't worry, if anything happens," Su Cheng straightened his chest and said firmly: "I will definitely protect you!"

Wen Jianyan's mouth twitched: "...Thank you."

Although he was very sure that there was danger inside the door, even Wen Jianyan had to admit that in the current situation of ghosts hitting walls, striking in the corridor like a headless fly could only consume his physical strength unnecessary.

It will not help improve the current situation.

No matter how reluctant he is, from the current situation...

Walking into the [408] room has become his only choice.

Su Cheng took the lead in pushing open the door and walked into the door.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, sighed, and had to follow him with a tough bullet.

He raised his hand and slowly pushed open the half-open door in front of him.

Darkness, boundless darkness enveloped his sight.

"……Hello."

Wen Jianyan frowned and whispered.

No one responded.

"Where are you?"

No one responded.

The room in front of him was pitch black and silent. The only response to him was the endless empty sound of wind. The person who had clearly entered the room for more than ten seconds before him disappeared without a trace as if he had been swallowed up.

The decaying and cold air poured into the nose, causing the body temperature to slowly drop.

A strange tremor slowly climbed up along his back.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, opened the system mall with a calm mind, and spent twenty points to buy a flashlight.

"Pu"

A beam of light appeared in the darkness, illuminating the scene in front of you.

...Many mirrors.

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

In front of him were several huge floor-to-ceiling mirrors, each of which reflected the light of the flashlight and his own expressionless nervous face.

The mirrors are arranged in a staggered manner, and a path is divided in the middle, extending into the depths of the endless maze group.

There was no second person in sight.

Wen Jianyan swallowed his saliva and turned his head to look behind him.

I don’t know when the door that came in disappeared, leaving only countless mirrors standing behind, quietly reflecting his own figure.

“…”

There is no way out.

Wen Jianyan had no choice but to calm down and walked into the mirror maze.

The flashlight in the hand is reflected by the mirror by countless light sources.

Countless mirrors reflected the figure of the young man from all directions. When he moved, countless shadows moved at the same time, as if they were surrounded and monitored by countless themselves in the mirrors. It was simply creepy.

Although each mirror has the same face, after watching it for a long time, it will give people a strange and different feeling.

Wen Jianyan was already in a keen and keen sense. Surrounded by countless mirrors, each nerve remained in an extremely vigilant state. The slight sound at the edge of his vision would make him nervous instantly, but after walking for a few minutes,

He felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

until--

Under the light of the flashlight, a little girl appeared not far away.

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

Xiaojie?

He stepped forward a few steps, but stopped before he was about to hit a mirror.

Wen Jianyan stopped.

He suddenly realized that what he saw was the picture in the mirror.

In the picture, the little girl held the baby teeth she had just changed, and sent them to a huge mirror that looked weird, making a wish with her innocent and childish voice - I hope to help my mother.

The little girl's figure disappeared.

Wen Jianyan continues to move forward.

In the next mirror, the old witch kneeled in front of the mirror, and used the knife in her hand to cut off her long hair that had grown to her waist - let my daughter come back, I am willing to be your slave.

Wen Jianyan paused and continued to move forward.

Next in the mirror.

The old witch, who was soaked all over, stood in front of the mirror, with her facial features twisted and ugly, like a ghost.

She used a knife to draw out her own eyes - I gave my eyes in exchange for more eyes, so that the person who pretended to be an intern teacher but took his daughter away from me had nowhere to hide.

The skin cracked, and the malicious eyeballs that were rotating were growing out from under the flesh and blood.

Wen Jianyan: "…”

This paragraph should have happened after he entered the dungeon.

That is [npc alienation].

He took another step forward.

This time, all the images disappeared.

Only the sharp knife was left lying quietly on the ground, reflecting a cold luster.

His own face was reflected in each mirror, and it looked particularly strange and strange under the pale light of the flashlight.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and turned around and wanted to leave-

But the next second, his movements suddenly stopped.

He turned around, but he didn't... in the mirror.

Wen Jianyan slowly turned his head and looked into the mirror.

I looked back with a smile in the mirror.

To be precise, Wen Jianyan in all mirrors showed the same expression and the same movements—

"Wen Jianyan" smiled and stretched out his hand.

Make a wish.

Wen Jianyan heard his voice ringing in his mind.

Countless phantoms gradually surrounded them.

Make a wish.

The sound became louder and clearer, as if it was ringing from all directions, circling in his mind.

Wen Jianyan saw that his reflection in the mirror was slowly bent down.

“…!”

Could it be that-

Wen Jianyan took a breath and watched as he picked up the knife that the old witch used to quit out his eyes, and slowly placed it on his little finger.

A stinging sensation came from the end of the little finger.

Wen Jianyan looked down and found a fresh blood mark on his fingertips.

Wen Jianyan in the mirror smiled, the curve of the corners of his mouth was even bigger, and he looked almost malicious—

However, Wen Jianyan's movements are faster.

Almost without thinking, he pushed up with his fingertips.

With a "click", the flashlight was turned off.

The light source disappears.

Only endless darkness and tranquility remained in front of me.
To be continued...