Chapter 693 (1/2)
Xiao Qi wakes up from his hazy bed and sees a shadow across from him.
At that time, he didn't feel anything, there was a blank in his consciousness, and he didn't feel afraid.
He fumbled to turn on the light switch at the head of the bed. At the moment when the light was on, a dazzling white light flashed in front of me, which came from the figure opposite. As like as two peas as like as two peas, he sat as like as two peas in the bed, staring at the other person with a frightened eye.
It was a floor mirror more than one person high, standing in front of his bed.
Generally speaking, when you see the mirror, of course, you recognize the person in the mirror, that is himself. But Qi is different. Since he went to rescue Mo Yu with the boss's wife, experienced endless running from birth to old and from old to death in the mirror maze, and saw all kinds of terrible pictures of himself from aging to decay until only weathered deep white bones were left, he had an inexplicable fear of the mirror.
The fear was deeply engraved in his bones.
Although it has been so many years, he trembles whenever he sees the mirror, no matter what he sees in the mirror.
At this moment, as soon as he saw the person in the mirror, he felt that it was not himself, but the person of another world, at least the self of another time and space.
He seemed to see that he was about to die and heard the funeral bell from hell.
The light hit the curtain. He saw the black-and-white impermanent and life-threatening imp wandering outside the window with a chain.
His scalp was numb and his hair stood erect. He grabbed his hair hard, closed his eyes and shouted, ”go away! Go away! Go away!”
”Xiao Qi, what's the matter with you? Xiao Qi, is it a nightmare?” Mo Yu, who was awakened, sat up from bed, gently hugged Xiao Qi's shoulder and comforted, ”it's okay, it's okay, Xiao Qi, everything is better, everything is better!”
”Who? Who? Who put it here?! who?!” cried Xiao Qi hysterically.
”What are you talking about?” Mo Yu didn't know what he was calling.
Xiao Qi broke away Mo Yu's arm, pointed to the front and said, ”mirror! Mirror... Who... Who put the mirror there? Who put the mirror there! Is it you? Is it you!”
”Mirror? Where's the mirror?” Mo Yu looked at the direction pointed by Xiao Qi in front of the bed. There was nothing there, only a white wall without decoration.
This is the new house they just bought last year. The business of the bar is good, which makes them save a lot of money. Although house prices in Wuzhong have been strong, they still gritted their teeth and paid the down payment. During the decoration, considering the problem that Xiao Qi has been falling behind, there is no mirror in the whole house except the bathroom, not even reflective glass.
Mo Yu held Xiao Qi's shoulder, shook it vigorously and said, ”wake up! You're hallucinating again! Everything has passed. This is our home and our comfortable nest! There are no mirrors here. We don't have mirrors. Don't you remember?”
Xiao Qi looked at her blankly. His face was better, but when he turned back, he trembled all over again. He saw the mirror again, but the people in the mirror were wasting and withering bit by bit.
Two ghosts hiding in the dark, one holding a hook, are taking away his life - his hair is falling off, his skin is cracking, his blood is flowing away... Until his flesh and blood completely disappear, leaving only his thick white bones, the other picked up the chain, locked him, and dragged him into the dark.
The white bone was struggling desperately, but it didn't help. All he heard was the clatter of the iron chain.
Xiao Qi didn't feel pain, but another kind of unspeakable pain, like tens of millions of ants biting his body; It was like a hook that caught his heart; It's like a pot of fire burning in his brain
He covered his chest with one hand and touched his head with the other. He shouted loudly and exhaled a series of inexplicable words.
The mirror suddenly brightened, just like the sun shining on the world there. The white bones that had been dragged into the darkness appeared in the field of vision again. Like the magic of an angel, the light condenses the bleeding flesh on the white bone again until it returns to the complete human form.
But Xiao Qi found that the man in the mirror was no longer him.
The man was wearing gold armor and a cloak like clouds and clouds.
His face was so vague that it was hard to see. He reached out his hand, snapped his fingers, clicked, a flash of lightning, and a crack appeared in the mirror.
Xiao Qi saw the man floating out of the crack. Yes, he didn't come out, but floated out. Then, he hung quietly in front of him and looked at her quietly, just like God looking at a dead man.
Xiao Qi wanted to ask who he was, but the idea flashed through his heart, but his mouth was speechless because of fear. But strangely, his idea spread. He was able to see his thoughts fluctuating in the air like electric waves.
Then, just as the sender gets a response, the other party sends out the same wave. And he could understand the meaning of the radio wave.
The man in the golden dress is saying:
”Were you calling me just now?”
Little whiz said, no, I didn't call you. But he was still speechless, and another thought came out of his mind:
”Yes, I am calling you. My God!”
”Well, I feel your fear. Ordinary people, in this world, everything you have is mine. As long as you sincerely believe me, I can help you get rid of your inner fear and give you everything you want.”
Xiao Qi heard the words of Jinjia god man. This time it was not a radio wave. This time it was a real speech, a language he understood.
”But I'm still scared, even if you're by my side,” Qi said.
”The root of your fear is death. You see your own death, especially the process of death, so you are very painful. The mirror symbolizing death is always buried in your heart. You always look at it, and it always looks at you. You are accompanied by death. Therefore, you always live in fear, and you can feel it all the time, even in your dreams The eyes of death. ”
”What should I do?”