Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 1065 Mirror Man

   "Taoist, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Luo Jiutian supported the Taoist to sit up, "Can you tell us? We..."

   "Nine days," Lao Luo gently interrupted his son, "You better stop asking."

  Luo Jiutian looked at his father and seemed to understand something.

The Taoist priest wept silently, but the two strings of tears did not last too long. A few minutes later, under the quiet concern of Li Muyuan and Luo Jiutian, the Taoist priest refocused his eyes, touched his face, and called out Take a breath.

   "I'm sorry," the Taoist priest's voice was also hoarse, "I lost control, did I scare you?"

   "No, no," Luo Jiutian said a lie while wiping off the sweat from his forehead, "Master Dao, how is your body?"

   "Fortunately," the Taoist moved his wrist, "There is nothing wrong for now."

   "That's good," Luo Jiutian nodded, "Come down and drink some water."

   "It seems that our experiment failed," the Taoist chief looked around and saw that they still hadn't left the hotel room, so he said, "It's a pity."

  Li Muyuan and Luo Jiutian looked at each other.

   "You can't say that," Li Muyuan said, "Although we haven't seen Xia Hua and Zhou Ye directly, it seems that we have indeed entered an unknown world."

  The Taoist priest showed a confused expression, and Luo Jiutian described what happened just now.

   "Yi Yao?" The Taoist priest became more and more confused, "Is that Mr. Yi who read it?"

   "Exactly," Li Muyuan said, "I am also confused, why Mr. Yi?"

   "Could it be that Mr. Yi is also our enemy?" the Taoist priest asked.

   "I don't think so," Li Muyuan said, "First of all, we are more assured of Mr. Yi's behavior. Secondly, if Mr. Yi is really an enemy, wouldn't it be directly exposed this time?"

   "My father knows Uncle Yi very well," Luo Jiutian said, "Uncle Yi is indifferent to fame and wealth, and he is elegant and humble. He is not the kind of person who attaches great importance to foreign things."

   "But..." Daoist said in a low voice, "Originally, Qiao Moqin is also such a person, isn't he?"

   This sentence suddenly made the atmosphere even more silent.

   "I still don't quite believe it," Luo Jiu said angrily, "I think there is probably a misunderstanding."

  He looked at Lao Luo, and Lao Luo's thoughts were also wandering. After noticing his son's gaze, Lao Luo turned his head and said in a muffled voice, "What I care more about is why they chose Yi Yao?"

  Luo Jiutian's pupils rolled, wondering if this question is any different from what they discussed just now?

   "This world... is a world that ordinary people cannot understand," Lao Luo continued, "I am worried, is it because Yi Yao has entered this world, so... was imitated by this world?"

  Daozhang and Luo Jiutian were startled.

   "What's wrong?" Li Muyuan saw that something was wrong between the two, "What did you think of?"

  Luo Jiutian repeated Lao Luo's original words, Li Muyuan smacked his lips, and after thinking for a while, suddenly frowned.

   "What?" Luo Jiutian asked anxiously, "Mu Yuan, what did you think of?"

   "Have you ever heard of Mirror Man?" Li Muyuan asked back.

   "Mirror man?..." Taoist priest asked, "Is it the mirror of the mirror?"

   "Exactly," Li Muyuan continued, "What about Jiutian, have you heard of it?"

   "I... I don't have one," Luo Jiutian timidly glanced at his father, "What is that? A kind of human?"

"No, although it is called the mirror man, in fact, the mirror man is not an independent existence, but a phenomenon," Li Muyuan said, "The mirror man means that in a certain corner of the world, there may be a A person who is exactly the same as you is like your twin. That person's personality, temperament, habits, etc. are exactly the same as yours. You and him are like yourself existing on both sides of the mirror, so they are called mirrors. people."

   "Wow..." Luo Jiutian sighed in doubt, "Is this true? Does this mirror person really exist?"

   "I don't know," Li Muyuan shook his head honestly, "I just suddenly thought of it because of Yi Yao just now."

   "But the Yi Yao just now is not exactly the same as the real Uncle Yi," Luo Jiutian said, "Even I can feel that the two people have different temperaments."

   "That mirror man, is there any danger?" The Taoist priest asked the key point, "Is it difficult to deal with?"

   "It's not a question of whether to deal with it or not," Li Muyuan bit his nails, "What worries me is not the mirror man himself, but the legend behind the mirror man."

  After hearing this, Lao Luo sighed and nodded.

   Dao Chang and Luo Jiutian became nervous.

   "What legend?"

"In the legend, the mirror man just lives quietly at the other end of the world. As long as he doesn't meet his main body, nothing will happen," Li Muyuan said, "However, if a person sees his mirror man, In other words, if you see another self with your own eyes, then it means... that person's time is approaching."

  ***

  Xiaolan knelt on the ground, probing her forehead around as a detector, and muttering cursing words that were not suitable for a child of her age.

   "Do you feel it?" Seeing Xiao Lan's movements stopped, Yi Yao hurriedly asked.

   "Feeling..." Xiaolan sneered, wiped off her sweat, and said sarcastically, "Is it okay to feel angry?"

   "Alas...Xiao Lan," Yi Yao said pretending to be serious, "You must put the overall situation first."

  Xiaolan thought to herself, if I hadn’t put the overall situation first, and now I’ve turned the whole place upside down, would I still be begging for rain with my forehead foolishly here?

  Xiaolan swallowed this bad breath, and searched patiently with her forehead again, but there was still no response. Finally, Xiaolan couldn't help it anymore. She sat up and let out a long sigh.

   "No way, Uncle Yi," Xiaolan used his remaining reason to maintain his politeness, "I can't find anything, are you sure this method will work?"

   "I'm not sure either..." Yi Yao looked at the dusty Xiaolan, raised his chin and meditated, "Isn't it useful? Hiss...this is a headache..."

  Xiaolan pursed her lips, feeling that her sanity had been cleared.

  She turned her head sideways and looked to both sides, thinking that no one would find out if she slaughtered Yi Yao right here.

   "Wait, Xiaolan, something seems wrong," Yi Yao's voice drew Xiaolan's attention back and indirectly saved his own life, "You...you..."

  Yi Yao pointed at Xiao Lan's face, her eyes widened. As an adolescent girl who still cared about her appearance, Xiao Lan subconsciously touched her face.

   "What's wrong with my face?"

  (end of this chapter)