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Du Bo felt that his whole body was hot, as if being burned by fire, painful, hot, burning from the inside out, even his throat had been burned to the point of hoarseness, and his breath was filled with blood foam and pain.

He struggled to get up from the ground, but felt a sharp pain in his scalp, as if being torn by something.Feeling the resistance, Du Bo looked up along the palm of his prostrate hand under the dim light.When did he have such long hair?

But such thoughts just flashed in Du Bo's mind, and then he fell into pain again.

He seemed to be in a prison.Du Bo looked forward through the gaps in his messy long hair, a bronze fence with light green light lay across in front of him, and there seemed to be a person standing outside.

"Dubai, I'll ask you one more time. You know you're wrong." The man's voice was true and false, far and near, male and female indistinguishable, and even his figure was constantly twisted and crooked in the light of the prison lights on the wall.

"Ping Nong, what is the crime?" Uncontrollably, Du Bo coughed up a mouthful of blood from his throat and spat on the ground, opening and closing his mouth, and said this sentence.

Du Bo was completely confused about the situation.He remembered that Ji Xuanjing took him to send Zhao Zhou into the boundary between Yin and Yang, and then he passed out.Could it be that he is also in the Yin-Yang boundary now?Where is Ji Xuanjing?

But here is different from the Yin-Yang boundary he had been to, everything here is so real, even the wound on his body is still hurting, not like a dream.

"Hmph." The person on the opposite side snorted coldly and walked away.

Suddenly a great panic and disappointment rose in Du Bo's heart. His body was out of his control, and he could only feel the sound of "ho ho" from his mouth, blood rolling in his throat and gurgling continuously.He couldn't say a word anymore, but he was still crawling forward as hard as he could, and stretched out his hand tremblingly towards the direction that the person left, as if longing for him to come back.

Crawling forward a little, getting closer to the light source at the door, Dubo saw his hand clearly.It was a hideous wound, and all the skin and flesh fell off, exposing the bones inside.There are still scorched marks on it, blood mud mixed with blisters, and it is already inflamed and rotten.

Du Bo was shocked, and his first reaction was to disinfect and stop the bleeding.But he couldn't move at all, and another wave of dizziness hit him.

Closing his eyes, Du Bo only felt that the figure and voice just now were so familiar.

When he woke up again, Du Bo found that the pain in his body had disappeared.Pulling back his sleeves, Du Bo found that even those horrific wounds were all gone.His arms are strong and powerful, concealed under his broad sleeves.

The moment Du Bo put down his sleeves, he realized that what he was wearing was not modern clothes, but complicated ancient costumes.However, he didn't know much about this aspect, and he didn't know which dynasty the clothes came from.But he has never been in contact with it before, but Du Bo is very familiar with the uniform of this kind of clothes, as if he has worn them for many years.

"Woo--" The horn sound from afar interrupted his thinking, subconsciously, he hid behind the rockery next to him.

The sound of drums and horns shook the sky. Du Bo didn't know what happened, but the rhythm and sound were not particularly shrill and urgent. It should not be the horns and drums of war.After the sound of horns stopped, there were bursts of music again, as if they were celebrating something, but there was a sense of solemnity in the joy.

He seems to be in a garden, surrounded by all kinds of beautiful flowers that have been meticulously cared for, and small bridges and flowing water. The beauty is even inferior to Du Zhengnan's landscape courtyard.

"Knock." Amidst the gentle sound of running water, there was a crisp knock that seemed extremely abrupt, which caught Du Bo's attention.

He squatted behind the rockery in silence, and carefully identified the direction of the sound.

Soon Du Bo discovered a small pavilion hidden behind the rockery.There was a person sitting in the pavilion, but his body was crooked, and he was holding a blue wine glass in his hand. The clinking sound just now was probably caused by the wine glass touching the stone table.The man was wearing the same long robe as Du Bo's, and his black hair was pulled up casually with a drawstring. Coupled with his drunken demeanor, he looked dissolute.

The man squinted his eyes, and the wine glass kept pointing in the direction of the drum sound.Dubo could see his mouth opening and closing, but couldn't hear what he was saying.Suddenly, the man bent his outstretched arm, as if he was embracing something, and drank the wine that was constantly swaying and overflowing in the wine glass.

Make a glass of wine.Du Bo was in a trance for a while, not knowing why this word suddenly appeared in his mind.But because of this period of slack, his foot accidentally kicked the gravel under the rockery, which immediately attracted the attention of the people in the pavilion.It turned out that he was not drunk!

At the last moment before falling into darkness, Du Bo saw the man turn around and look in his direction, with frosty indifference on his face.

Du Bo sucked in a breath of cold air.This person actually looks exactly like him!

Du Bo woke up slowly with his head supported, and found that he was lying on the sofa in the ward, and his other hand was being held tightly by Ji Xuanjing.

Ji Xuanjing noticed that Du Bo was awake, and hurried over to ask, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Du Bo shook his head and woke up completely: "No. I fell asleep?"

Seeing that Du Bo did not have any major problems, Ji Xuanjing felt relieved, and slowly moved to Du Bo's side and leaned on his shoulder: "Well, it's my fault, I shouldn't have rashly let you enter the yin and yang again. boundary."

"It's okay." Du Bo lovingly rubbed Ji Xuanjing's hairy head, but suddenly felt something passing through his mind.

"I seem to have had a dream, but I can't remember it." Du Bo was a little annoyed, he seemed to have forgotten something important.

"Your soul is a little unstable when it enters the Yin-Yang boundary, and it may have encountered something." Ji Xuanjing stripped off part of her merits and sent them into Du Bo's body.

Du Bo held Ji Xuanjing's hand and shook his head, stopping his movement.

"I'm fine, how is Zhao Zhou's situation?"

Ji Xuanjing's face was not very good: "He has already been deceived once, and he shouldn't be allowed to go."

"Don't worry." Du Bo put his big hand on Ji Xuanjing's hand to comfort him, "He will bring Wu Omei out."

Zhao Zhou continued to walk along the path, which was different from when he came in just now.The thick fog and the things in the thick fog that obstructed the eyes all disappeared, and they were replaced by bright mirrors.

The mirror reflected the terrified expression on Zhao Zhou's face that hadn't disappeared, as well as the sweat he shed due to excessive fright and exercise.Zhao Zhou didn't dare to look at the mirrors around him, but kept his head buried and walked forward.

At some point, the picture in the mirror suddenly changed.Zhao Zhou was walking on the small road outside, and the "Zhao Zhou" in the mirror was also walking, but its eyes kept staring at Zhao Zhou on the road, as if it wanted to drag him into the mirror, so that he could also become one of them.

After walking for a long time without reaching the end, there are more and more mirrors around, and the appearance of "Zhao Zhou" inside has become more and more strange.

Some were studying, some were working, some were sleeping, some were doing sports... Without exception, they all turned their faces towards Zhao Zhou, staring at Zhao Zhou, as if they were imitating Zhao Zhou's movements.

"Dang, Dang." It was knocked softly at first, and Zhao Zhou was attracted by the sound without paying attention, and suddenly met his eyes with it in one of the mirrors.

As if receiving a signal, one after another knocking sounded around Zhao Zhou, and they in the mirror no longer performed the actions just now, but walked slowly towards the path.

The thing Zhao Zhou was looking at just now was already very close to the mirror, its hand was still half-raised in the air, and its fingers were bent like tapping.Presumably the "dangdang" sound just now was made by it knocking on the mirror.

Zhao Zhou didn't dare to take a breath, and the road in front of him suddenly disappeared.Surrounded by a maze of mirrors, every mirror in front of him reflects his appearance, while the mirror behind him is the hideous "it" that is constantly approaching.

Zhao Zhou didn't know which way to go, and his pace slowed down again.Seeing the monster in the mirror at the back was about to crawl out, and when his hands were almost on Zhao Zhou's shoulders, he suddenly heard a hasty shout from the front.

"Zhao Zhou! This way! Run! Come here!" With no choice, Zhao Zhou had no choice but to bite the bullet and run in the direction of the voice.

The mirror maze suddenly became clear, and Zhao Zhou felt something guiding him forward.

At the end is a huge mirror.Zhao Zhou stopped, and the mirrors around him returned to normal, reflecting his every move.Those "Zhao Zhou" did not continue to appear again, only Zhao Zhou and his mirror image remained in the entire space.The huge mirror in the middle stands so tall that the top cannot be seen at all.Behind the mirror is a beautiful and complex pattern, engraved with many round and long strips, Zhao Zhou can't see very clearly.

"Zhao Zhou, here!" A voice came from the huge mirror, and Zhao Zhou walked around to the front only to find that there was actually a person in the mirror!

"Xiaomei! Xiaomei, are you okay!" Zhao Zhou immediately threw himself in front of the mirror, resting his hands on the mirror and looking anxiously at the person in the mirror.

Wu Omei was actually locked in the mirror!

Zhao Zhou stood in front, the huge mirror did not reflect his figure, but Wu Omei's figure appeared like a projection screen.

She was tied to a stool, her hands and feet were chained, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were tattered, and she was even a little naked.On the exposed skin under the torn clothes, there were shocking scars, the bloodstains and the turned-up flesh made Zhao Zhou's heart feel like being pricked by a needle.

"Why did you come here!" Wu Omei seemed surprised by Zhao Zhou's appearance, and her body began to struggle.But as soon as she moved, the wounds on her body were worn down even more, and the chains were also rattling.

"There's no time to explain, I'll save you." Zhao Zhou took a few steps back and took a deep breath.

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