Hunting College

honeycomb.

This is the only concept in Zheng Qing's mind.

There was only a mirror in front of him. But after the mirror was broken, every fragment turned into a new mirror, surrounding him in front, back, obliquely front, and obliquely behind, forming a hexagonal closed environment.

It's like a bee's nest.

There is a black-gray floor under my feet, and a gray-white ceiling above my head. Other than that, there are mirrors everywhere.

Zheng Qing tried to walk around the mirror in front of him, but found that he had just walked from one ‘beehive’ into another ‘hive’. This made him realize that these "bee hives" had built a huge maze of mirrors.

He retreats cautiously, but he always feels that the ‘beehive’ after returning is not the ‘beehive’ he originally left.

This strong sense of distortion is maddening.

But what is even more maddening is the reflections in the mirror.

In every mirror, there is a ‘Zheng Qing’, and there are other mirrors and ‘Zheng Qing’ in those mirrors. Every'Zheng Qing' seems to be true-some'Zheng Qing' is lost and curled up under the mirror to pretend to sleep; some'Zheng Qing' is angry and yells with a rune gun; some'Zheng' Qing' spread pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the ground, drawing symbols on the spot; and some'Zheng Qing' holding books of the Fa and reading some words, seeming to want to use magic to save themselves from this chaos.

More ‘Zheng Qing’ is arguing.

Because each of them wants to prove that they are true, while the others are false:

"I am real!"

"I am real, you are fake!"

"I'm real! Do you see this dumb hair? Just this one, do you have one?!"

"Everyone has dull hair! This acne just germinated this morning... This is because of the patrol last night and staying up late!"

"You are all fake...I am the real! My rune gun has a secret note from Zhong Shan Jiang's family!"

"There is saliva left by the elf on my robe!"

"There is a cat hair on my belt...Is there any more real detail than this?!"

Zheng Qing listened to the chaotic noise in the mirrors around him, and only felt dizzy, and had an urge to smash everything: "It's all... special... to... labor... shut up!"

He grabbed a handful of explosive charms, circled around, and walked to each mirror to threaten him: "Heh... you guys give me another try!!"

The runes outlined by cinnabar on the explosive talisman flashed under the wizard's irritable mood, emitting waves of unstable magical power. It seems to blow up at any time.

The ‘Zheng Qing’s in the mirror looked at him in unison—whether it was a symbol, a quarrel, or even those pretending to be sleeping—with a unified expression of contempt:

"You try to fry one."

"You are a grandson if you don't blow up!"

"Do you want me to buy you some oranges?"

"Blow up! Blow up those fakes! I am the real one!!"

"I don't have this brain, dare to say that I am real?"

"No wonder the doctor said that you, the captain, are the mascot of the hunting team..."

Zheng Qing's arm holding the explosive talisman froze-he realized that the guys in the mirror were probably the ones who were least afraid of the broken mirror. Because if he blasted these mirrors into a thousand or eight hundred pieces, the huge maze in front of him would be enlarged hundreds of times, and the person who really had a headache was him.

"Shut up!" The young public servant shouted weakly, "I am the real one, you are all fake!"

"Who has ever seen a wizard with a barrel in his forehead?" Behind Zheng Qing, in a mirror, a rather sophisticated'Zheng Qing' pouted his lips: "Of all people, you are the most fake."

This sounded like a joke.

But unexpectedly, he got the support of Zheng Qing in most mirrors.

"Yeah, yeah, who would embed a barrel in his forehead?"

"I heard that the Applied Magic Research Institute has the alchemy of'Witcher Body Transformation'..."

"I'm only a freshman, and I'm a first university student, how come I participate in such a dangerous experiment!"

"Dangerous? Huh... When Su Shijun cut my shadow, he said that the experiment was not dangerous...until she bombed the laboratory."

They continued to quarrel in a mess, endlessly.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath.

He can't expect the husband to reach out and fish him out. This is not his teaching style. To get rid of the predicament in front of him, he needs to figure out his own way.

"Is this the ‘gorgeous’ mirrored world I’m looking forward to?" The young public-funded student looked around, thinking of what he had complained to her husband before, and couldn't help but smile.

Then he thought of the "elves in the mirror world" mentioned by the husband. Instinctively, he felt that the elf might help him leave here.

But where can I find the wizard in the mirror world?

It's definitely impossible to stay in place. There are my own shadows on the left and right, and they are arguing. If you find the elves in the mirror here, it is a real joke.

Zheng Qing didn't doubt that the "Zheng Qing" in the mirror were the elves of the mirror world. But the hundreds of shadows make people feel like a tiger eats the sky and has no way to eat. This made him instinctively avoid this choice.

At this moment, he vaguely heard a crisp laugh, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As if someone couldn't help but cover their mouth immediately after laughing.

The wizard looked around in amazement-that crisp voice was definitely not his own.

"Have you heard?" He tried to ask himself in the mirror-he felt like he was going crazy. Is there any normal person who would ask for his opinion in the mirror?

Most of the ‘Zheng Qing’s in the mirror are still arguing with each other for the true and false titles. However, several ‘Zheng Qing’ responded to Zheng Qing’s inquiries, and without exception, they all said he had auditory hallucinations.

Bingzhuo's denial is the principle we must adhere to, and Zheng Qing is more and more certain of what he just heard.

Must leave this hive.

Even now it seems ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this hive is safe.

The wizard made up his mind, and held the barrel of the gun sticking out in front of his forehead, and put his hand into the gray cloth bag-before leaving the hive, he needed to make a mark to ensure that he would not get lost in the search process.

So he took out a brush and dipped it with cinnabar, leaving a complicated rune on the mirror in front of him. The runes contain concepts such as warding off evil spirits, meditation, and breaking illusions.

In the mirror, the noisy "Zheng Qingmen" all quieted down, turned their heads, and looked at the rune together.

For a long while.

Zheng Qing put away his writing brush and nodded in satisfaction--sometimes small cleverness can solve big problems. Thinking of this sentence in his heart, he walked around the mirror with joy and walked to the next honeycomb.

Then I saw in the next honeycomb, all the ‘Zheng Qing’s in the mirror were holding brushes in their hands, and they painted the talisman on the mirrors around them.

The location and handwriting are exactly the same.

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