Hunting College

"The mirror is a magical thing."

"It can reflect the beauty and ugliness of the world, diffuse the brilliance of the sun and the moon, distort the gap between truth and falsehood, and build bridges between the world of life and death."

"A corner of the world is reflected in every mirror."

"Countless mirrors, countless corners, bonding these corners together is the shadow of the complete world. That is, the "world in the mirror" that wizards often refer to."

"We are standing in this real but false world now."

The husband stood beside Zheng Qing, his voice seemed to be whispering, and it was very slight, as if he was observing a dense dust. If he speaks louder, it will let the dust fly and lose the opportunity to observe.

Compared with her husband, Zheng Qing's voice is much louder.

"Is this the world in the mirror?" The wizard walked to another door and looked in through the glass on the door. Inside was a small bedroom. Several girls were sitting in a circle with the middle of them. There are words in the mouth of things such as charms and incense candles.

The boy vaguely heard the words "Bloody Mary".

"...I thought that the world in the mirror would be gorgeous." The young public student glanced across the second door, looked towards the third, fourth, and even the end of the long corridor, and finally shook his head: "...I didn't expect it to be so simple. Is every door here a mirror?"

"To be precise, it is a mirror that has endured magic." Mr. gentlely corrected: "It's not that any mirror can form its own mirror door. Only the mirror that passes through the magic ritual and communicates with the elves in the mirror world, It has its own door."

"Elves? Are there elves in this world?"

"Any world has its elves. Just like any flower has its bees."

"Where are those elves? Why can't I see them?"

"It's up to you to find out by yourself." At this point, the husband paused for a moment, and a trace of distress appeared in his tone: "You just thought this world is very'simple'. This is because you are with me. Mine. Existence magnifies your'order' and makes the world lose room for self-expression... This is slightly beyond my expectations."

"Order?" The boy thoughtfully looked at this deep corridor, as well as the torches and doors on both sides of the corridor. Thinking about it this way, it's really quite regular here.

"Since you are following me, you can't feel the charm of this world. Then you have to go on your own journey later." The husband patted the boy on the shoulder and asked, "Do you know how to get rid of the loss?"

"Direction and belief." Zheng Qing replied: "And the ‘fixed Fangzhong’."

The first one he learned in the library of Jiuyou Academy. There is too much knowledge in the library, and students without faith and direction can easily lose themselves in the vast ocean of knowledge.

The latter is a spell, a direction spell commonly used by hunters at night.

"Very good." The husband smiled satisfied: "Then before you leave, I will tell you one last note... Plato once made a very interesting analogy. If a prisoner in a cave grows from childhood to adulthood I can only see the shadows on the walls of the cave, thinking that those shadows are the only real existence. Then when he returns to the real world, his self-consciousness will be shattered by the reality of the world."

"So, lastly, and most importantly, you can't get lost in the mirror world for too long. Otherwise, even if you return to the real, the worldview will be hit hard by the stimulation of the false and the real."

The young wizard nodded cautiously, contemplating his rune spear silently in his mind.

Then he felt the husband pushed him hard, causing him to fall forward involuntarily. When he got up, there was no longer the long and narrow corridor around him, but a thick white mist.

It was like the mist that the husband passed by when he brought him here.

Zheng Qing's Colt python appeared decisively in the mist, shaking the muzzle, alerting to any subtle movements around. Soon, the fog dissipated, and the wizard immediately noticed a black shadow flashing by not far in front of him.

"Don't move!" he yelled.

The mist dissipated faster.

A few seconds later.

Zheng Qing looked at the huge mirror in front of him, and looked at the young wizard who was also holding the talisman in the mirror with a vigilant face.

"I was scared to death." He switched to holding a gun, wiped the sweat from his palms on his robe, and muttered: "...I thought it was the elf in the mirror that the husband said."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, trying to see a little bit of the mirror.

This mirror is very similar to the mirror in the pavilion. It has the same marble base, with Roman relief columns on both sides, and a line of words is also engraved on the lintel above the mirror.

But like the mirror in the pavilion, Zheng Qing also couldn't see what was written on the lintel. It seemed as if there was a layer of mist covering it.

I want to look closer.

He hesitated for a while.

Zheng Qing didn't know why there was an anxious expression on his face. This is very abnormal. He thought for a while, and planned to put away the talisman spear first, and put a pile of talisman on his body to ward off evil spirits.

The talisman spear in his hand burst into a ball of green light.

The boy's face froze.

Because the ‘he’ in the mirror also put away the rune gun-but ‘he’ put the rune gun back into the gray cloth bag.

After realizing the inconsistency of the movements, the movement of'Zheng Qing' in the mirror also became stiff.

Then he raised his head and smiled sorryly outside.

"I know you are a fake!" The'Zheng Qing' in the mirror reacted very quickly, yelled, and in the blink of an eye, he pulled out the talisman gun from the gray bag and aimed it at Zheng Qing outside the mirror.

But obviously, the speed of thinking in the brain is much faster than the speed of doing it.

The ‘Zheng Qing’ in the mirror hadn’t completely pulled out the talisman gun from the grey cloth bag. A barrel of a gun had been protruding from the center of Zheng Qing’s forehead, and a dim blue halo appeared across the body.

"boom!"

There was a dull gunshot.

"Wow!!"

The cracking sound of a broken mirror~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The horrified expression of'Zheng Qing' in the mirror slowly converged in the cracking sound, and then the guests outside the mirror showed a gloomy smile: "... It's fast."

The cracked expression looked very happy amidst the broken sound of ‘hullala’.

Zheng Qing's heart sank.

After the huge mirror was broken, it was not scattered all over the place. Instead, it floats in mid-air and revolves around Zheng Qing. It's like a huge windmill.

The white mist came up like a tide.

When the windmill stopped, the fog subsided again. The huge glass mirror that originally had only one side has become hundreds of pieces. Surrounded by the wizard, like a huge maze, covering him.

In every mirror, there was a Zheng Qing who greeted him with a smile.

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