Mirror Authority

The fireproof cloth wrapped the fat man, and the flame went out as expected. The latter struggled a few times, and suddenly fell straight to the ground.

"Fat..."

Wang Yang came to the front in a hurry, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his voice trembled: "He, he's dead!"

Everyone was stunned, hurriedly jumped off the coffin, and quickly came to the front.

Yang Yi felt for the opponent's pulse, but he also felt slightly stiff.

Indeed dead!

He was still dancing just now, but he died in the blink of an eye. This black shadow is too scary!

The police uniform appeared in the sleeves, and grabbed the black shadow straight away. Before it came to the front, the black shadow shrunk again and disappeared at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Yang Yi frowned and looked around again, then turned his head away, and heard a slight voice coming out of his ear, and at the same time a scent came into his nose: "What did you find?"

Cold Moon!

She followed closely just now, seeing Yang Yi's actions, she became suspicious.

"I want to see if he was burned to death..." Yang Yi stopped observing and explained.

"Oh!"

Hanyue didn't say any more, she also looked at Fatty, her eyebrows frowned, she didn't know what to think.

"What did you find?" Yang Yi asked.

Hanyue shook her head: "I think we have been targeted by something unclean since we came in..."

"There's nothing unclean, it's probably the person in the mirror!" Yang Yi explained.

There are no such things as ghosts in this world, there are only mirror people!

Hanyue: "Mirror man?"

Yang Yi: "Yes, Fatty's appearance just now is somewhat similar to Duoshe..."

Hanyue frowned: "It's very similar to Duoshe, but the mirror man will not kill the main body, so he will die himself."

Yang Yi nodded: "This is also my strange place..."

The mirror person is the image of the main body left in the mirror. Once it leaves the mirror, without the main body carrying it, it will disappear within 48 hours. Because of this, everyone is robbed, and rarely kills the main body actively.

At the viewing platform back then, Yang Yi asked Zhao Le and others to stand on the edge of the cliff, just to make the people in the mirror look like they should be afraid.

The leech-like black shadow, if it is a leech, will not kill the host, but if it is not a leech, it can accurately injure the soul, make people unconscious, and even commit suicide.

What the hell is it?

Just full of puzzlement, I heard a slightly trembling voice: "Wang Yang, no, let's go back..."

It was the somewhat aloof hunter who spoke.

A total of seven people came. In less than 10 minutes, nothing was found. Two died and one disappeared.

"it is good!"

Full of unwillingness, Wang Yang still nodded.

If you keep going, you don't need to think about it, everyone may die here.

"Let's go!"

No longer entangled, everyone turned around and walked towards the robbery hole they had come from. After taking a step, they all stopped involuntarily.

The huge sarcophagus in the middle of the tomb had moved at some point, blocking the hole, and the stone slab, which could not be opened with life and death before, slipped down and leaned against the coffin.

"How is this going?"

Everyone felt a chill rushing up from the soles of their feet.

A sarcophagus cover, the six of them worked together, couldn't move it. The weight of the sarcophagus can be imagined. They thought it was fixed in place, and they never imagined it in their dreams. They just glanced at the fat man, and the delay was no more than 2 minutes. Just moved the position by himself and blocked the way out!

Who did it?

How powerful is this to accomplish?

Not only everyone, but even Yang Yi felt cold all over, and they couldn't help but squeeze tightly.

This sarcophagus, even if he uses his thoughts and his physical body, it is impossible to move it, but the fact is...someone did it quietly.

He turned to look at the remaining three.

They were all within his sight, that is to say, they couldn't have done it.

"No...Where's Wang Ping's body?"

Suddenly, Yang Yi found something and couldn't help but say.

Everyone looked around, and saw that Wang Ping, who had been lying on the ground just now, was already stiff... and there was no trace of him!

Everyone is dead. Wherever the body is placed, it should be there. Can it be possible to escape by itself?

The room fell silent, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

The moving coffin, the strangely disappearing corpse... made everyone feel a little short of breath.

The scene in front of me cannot be explained by common sense at all.

"Although I don't know what it does, I can be sure that it definitely doesn't want us to go..."

Wang Yang clenched his teeth.

The crowd was silent.

Killing people continuously, and blocking the passage at this moment, is just like what the other party said, they really want to keep them here, and none of them can escape.

"Find it out, otherwise, you will definitely die!"

Yang Yi nodded.

In the current situation, fleeing is already the worst policy. Even if they leave, the black shadow on their back will also kill them all. Instead of doing that, it is better to take the initiative to solve the problem.

"Although the sarcophagus has been opened, let's see what's going on!"

Unable to escape, the tension was temporarily suppressed, and Wang Yang once again regained the calmness of Captain Mojin.

I don't know how many big tombs have been dug in these years, and I have experienced countless strange things, and my courage has long since become great.

The hunter also nodded, and took a few steps to the stone slab leaning on the coffin, took a look, and raised his eyebrows: "It really is a picture..."

Yang Yi and others hurried over.

At this time, the side of the stone slab that was fastened to the coffin before was exposed, and there were indeed a large area of ​​thin lines on it, which were somewhat unclear because they were covered with dust.

Wang Yang took out the brush from the fat man's backpack and cleaned it bit by bit. After a short time, a painting with ancient charm emerged.

The sixth picture!

Yang Yi and everyone looked over hastily.

The picture this time is still the general's sarcophagus, lying flat on the ground, and the inside cannot be seen clearly, but there are several figures surrounding it, and one of them, holding a mirror, puts it toward the coffin.

The mirror shone coldly, and there were no leech-like bugs inside. Instead, there was a leech-like thing behind the person holding the mirror, which seemed to be wriggling.

"Sure enough, I returned the mirror..."

I wondered before whether the sixth picture was a picture of how to put the mirror back into the coffin, and I saw it with my own eyes, and it really was.

Perhaps this picture is related to how everyone left and how to solve the immediate troubles.

"wrong……"

Suddenly, the hunter's trembling voice sounded: "These figures, how do you feel... are our own portraits?"

"us?"

Everyone was stunned at the same time, and Yang Yi looked again.

On the portrait on the stone slab, there are seven people in total, four of them are standing, and three figures are lying on the ground, it is not known whether they are dead or alive.

Of the three lying down, one is fat, one is thin, and the other is of normal build. As for the four standing, one of them has long hair and is obviously a woman, and the remaining three are men.

It's really... exactly the same as them!

And...it seemed to have been predicted in advance that the monkey, the fat man, and Wang Ping would die. In the picture, they were lying flat on the ground, motionless and without a sound.

Isn't this an ancient painting of unknown age?

Why can they be drawn in it?

For a moment, everyone felt the cold rushing up from the soles of their feet, and they looked at each other, unable to speak.

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Yang Yi had experienced the so-called prophecies in the abandoned factory before, but those were just tricks created by Qiao Lan, but this one in front of him is completely different!

The traces carved in the stone slabs are obvious, at least hundreds or even thousands of years ago. Thousands of years ago, someone predicted that they would come?

Moreover, three people will die in a row, and even the body shape of the deceased has been calculated?

How can it be!

But if it wasn't for the prophecy, why would the picture on the coffin cover be exactly the same as their current situation.

The entire tomb was silent, no one spoke, and even Yang Yi didn't know what was going on.

The light of the mobile phone was not too bright, and the surroundings looked a bit dark. The huge sarcophagus lay in front of it, like a mountain, and the depressed people were speechless.

So weird.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Yang Yi suddenly said, "Continue to scan to see if there are any other clues!"

It may not be a prophecy, it may just be a coincidence.

The people on the screen are just outlines, without appearance or clothing. It is possible to force them to be called them, but there is no problem in calling them someone else.

Perhaps...the people who left the murals are somewhat similar to today's situation. They just recorded the situation at that time and couldn't scare themselves.

Wang Yang nodded, and continued to swipe. After a short time, lines appeared on the other side of the slate, and another picture appeared.

It seems to be a supplement to the sixth picture. Still in front of the coffin, the mirror fell into the coffin. The three people who were lying on the ground stood up at this time, as if they were resurrected.

"This is half a picture!" The hunter frowned.

The painting in front of me only occupies the upper half of the stone slab. It looks smaller than the sixth painting, and it should be only half of it.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Yang continued to swipe down.

Sure enough, another pattern appeared on the lower part of the stone slab, which was the same as the picture above. However, this time the mirror was not put into the coffin, but was put into the arms of the person who was holding it. There seemed to be blood on the fingertips. stained on top.

The six people around the sarcophagus seemed to be controlled by something. Thin lines spread from their heads to the mirror. The end of the line was the person holding the mirror. At this moment, his body involuntarily swelled up, and his feet were suspended in the air. It's like flying.

"What do you mean?"

Seemingly realizing something, Hanyue couldn't believe it, but couldn't help asking.

The pupils contracted, and Yang Yi said: "You guessed right, these two patterns are the same picture, and they represent two choices... It seems to tell us that if we put the mirror back in the sarcophagus, not only will it be fine, but the dead fat man and monkey will be fine." , Wang Ping and others can live again! And if the person holding the mirror chooses to possess and refine, the power of all of us will be extracted by the mirror and sent to him, allowing him to break through the shackles and become a super strong... ..."

"Devouring power?"

Han Yue couldn't believe it: "Mirrors still have this ability?"

Cultivation requires taking away the self in the mirror, or absorbing energy, in order to continuously strengthen. With the help of the mirror, devouring the power of others... I have never heard of it!

Yang Yi said: "Not necessarily impossible! The bugs in the picture, do you think they look like leeches? Leeches can suck blood. This thing may devour people's souls, and then, with the help of that weird mirror, release them on the owner's body. Otherwise, After that general took the mirror, why did he go around killing people? He didn’t even spare his subordinates? It should be to devour their strength, become stronger, or live forever!”

There are only two that can make countless strong men in ancient times flock to them, and they are more powerful and immortal.

A hero like Qin Shihuang cannot be avoided.

I've always wondered why the general changed his temperament after getting the mirror, and made a fuss for a long time because of these two things.

"This……"

Hanyue came to her senses and finally understood what was going on. She turned her head and looked at the remaining two: "In this way, the mirror must be among the four of us. Of course, it must not be me, the one with long hair in the picture Girl, standing aside, the one holding the mirror is a man!"

In the two pictures, the woman is standing quietly on one side, and the person holding the mirror is not her.

Yang Yi nodded, looked at Wang Yang and the hunter, narrowed his eyes, and a clue appeared in his mind, and said: "You guessed right, you should have been here before, and you have seen the murals before, the mirror was brought by you last time. I went out... As for the so-called prophecy, you should have looked for it according to the pictures!"

The pattern on the stone slab was carved hundreds or thousands of years ago and cannot be changed. If so, is it not a prophecy at all, but an inherent sacrificial ritual?

For this ceremony, there must be fat people, thin people, women, and half-dead people?