Hunting College

Zheng Qing ran in the maze of mirrors.

At the same time he found that "Zheng Qing" could draw a symbol in the mirror, he heard the crisp laughter again. The sound was very close, as if it was behind the next mirror.

The young wizard immediately gave up all ingenious ideas and used the most crude and simple methods to go over it.

Chase, even if the mirror is full of illusions.

Chasing, that voice makes people's heart bright.

hit! No need to look around!

Zheng Qing closed his eyes, grasped the direction of the laughter in his mind, and ran forward as fast as possible. There was silence all around, and the ‘Zheng Qing’s in the noisy mirror seemed to lose their words for a moment, and would only stare at the flying figure intently.

The crisp laughter appeared more and more frequently.

The distance between Zheng Qing and it seemed to be only a mirror, but it seemed to be separated by a moat, and he could not grasp the corner of his clothes. And the more you ran forward, the more sluggish the expressions of Zheng Qing in the mirror and the dimmer the surrounding light.

It's like sinking into the depths of the sea or into the heart of the earth, running into the darkest abyss.

There was silence all around.

Except for Zheng Qing's increasingly heavy breathing, only the occasional crisp laughter could be heard. In a daze, Zheng Qing vaguely heard his own heartbeat - at the moment when his heartbeat was the most intense, the crisp laughter disappeared and turned into a sentence:

"Do not look back!"

"No matter what you hear, don't look back!"

The voice is very rapid, and the tone is a little girl, mixed in the crisp laughter, there is an inexplicable convincing power.

After hesitating, Zheng Qing slightly slowed down his running speed, but a familiar voice suddenly heard behind him.

That is the voice of Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu told Zheng Qing that today's class is over and he can take him home. Just go back the same way. Don't be fooled by the illusions and auditory hallucinations of the world in the mirror.

Cold sweat floated on the wizard's back.

He didn't know who to trust.

The originally determined run became a little dazed. It's just that because of inertia, he was still running forward, past mirrors blocking the way. Keep moving forward, but there is no end.

Suddenly, Zheng Qing remembered his previous preparations.

He fumbled out his Dharma book while dashing, and opened the spell that had been prepared:

"The world in the mirror, in the right direction!"

A bronze compass with a simple shape emerged in front of Zheng Qing, sliding forward along with his running footsteps. The tiny pointer on the compass floats above the runes and hexagrams, trembling, as if it could be blown away in one breath.

"Where is the exit?" Zheng Qing asked quickly, taking advantage of the effort to recover his breath.

The pointer on the compass trembled violently, as if it was electrified, and it spun quickly in the blink of an eye, and a faint cool breeze blew the young public servant's face, a little rusty.

Zheng Qing's mouth twitched.

He used a positioning spell, not an electric fan spell.

Obviously, in the mirror world, the effect of this spell is not so good-or it can be guessed that the exit of the labyrinth in the mirror changes rapidly every moment, so it is difficult for the pointer to capture the real exit. position.

He flipped through several pages of the Fa book indiscriminately and found a blank space. Then he held the book in one hand and drew out a quill pen in the other, quickly transcribing another positioning spell that emerged in his mind:

"Weibei has a fight, and the West handle is revealed!"

This spell is based on the principle of the echo of the starry sky and magic, and determines the position of the wizard. Compared with ‘Ding Zhi Fang Zhong’, this spell has a stronger effect and is a spell commonly used by New World hunters in the wild.

Following the wave of obscure magical power, the cyan compass in front of Zheng Qing suddenly shattered and turned into a copper spoon. The handle of the spoon is slightly curved, and the spoon contains a light blue star the size of a broad bean.

"Where is the exit?" Zheng Qing repeated the previous question.

The volume of the starlight in the spoon immediately shrank from the size of a broad bean to the size of a soybean. The handle of the spoon slowly turned around under the action of the starlight, but it was never fixed.

It seems that it is also uncertain about the location of the exit.

Just when Zheng Qing was disappointed, the little girl's crisp laughter appeared in his ears again. At the same time, the handle of the spoon seemed to grab a clue and pointed straight in the direction where the laughter sounded.

Zheng Qing must be sure, striding away after the laughter.

In this way, following the direction indicated by the spoon handle, Zheng Qing quickly saw a light spot after crossing over a dozen mirrors. A spot of light in a black void outside the maze of mirrors.

"Yes, that's an exit!"

The little girl's crisp voice sounded behind Zheng Qing, as if she was right beside him, cheering.

Zheng Qing looked back subconsciously, and there was only a mirror behind him.

Immediately, there was a flower in front of him, and the whole person instantly entered another ‘hive’, still facing forward-as if the turning back just now was just his own illusion.

"Oh, hell!"

The little girl's irritable voice sounded in the boys' ears: "Didn't you tell you not to look back? The exit is hard to find! If I can't find it, will you stay here for a lifetime?"

Zheng Qing rarely felt ashamed in his heart.

"Sorry..." the young wizard muttered, "I just want to say'thank you' to you."

"Thank you? Why do you want to say thank you to me?" In a mirror in front of the wizard, another'Zheng Qing' dug out his ears with his fingers, asked with surprise on his face, and then directed at the'Zheng Qing' in the other mirrors. Shouted:

"Hey, come here, everyone, this dummy thinks he is real, but wants to say'thank you'... Does he know what'thank you' means?"

Zheng Qing was upset when he heard him yelling, so he took out an old robe from the gray cloth bag and threw it on the mirror, covering the yelling shadow.

The world suddenly fell into calm.

"Hey? A good way...can you also cover the other mirrors?" The little girl's surprised voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears: "Just cover the six mirrors around you!"

Zheng Qing didn't say a word~www.wuxiaspot.com~ digging through the gray cloth bag to find other large and small clothes, and put his hand on the other five mirrors.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed a lot.

"Wow, it's finally a bit quieter!" A bounced voice sounded behind Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing looked back blankly, no one was seen, only a mess of brown hair.

He looked down and saw a round-faced little girl under the brown hair, holding a small mirror in her hand, and wearing a slightly shabby black wizard robe, with big eyes and alert left and right. Aiming.

A look that will run away at any time.

"Who are you?" The wizard blinked, with a hint of curiosity on his face, while desperately visualizing evil spirit bullets in his mind.

"Hush!" The little witch raised her index finger to her lips like Mr. Wu, motioning the boy to shut up, and at the same time replied in a low voice as before: "Zhu Si...be quiet, they will eat people!"

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