Zheng Xiu looked at the bone chair.

The first time I sat down, I felt a little stiff.

I'm used to sitting in the back, so that's it.

Now, in front of the game table, thick fog invades, and two creepy arms stretch out of the fog.

The arms are spread out, as if to say: Please sit down.

It's like saying: Sit down, sir.

"Just sit down."

Zheng Xiu's ability to accept any strange events is now different from what it used to be.

After sitting down, Zheng Xiu faced the pair of white arms across the table.

"Who are you?"

Zheng Xiu asked.

【You know, your questions cannot be answered here.】

【If you live in a mystery from the beginning.】

【No way to answer.】

Zheng Xiu was stunned.

The arm in the mist suddenly raised its index finger.

It's like there is a face and a mouth between the two hands, in the mist. The index finger is right on the lips.

Shhh…

【Who are you?】

【Where are you from?】

【Where is this?】

【Why do you exist?】

【There are thousands of questions in the world, and the answers are already in your heart.】

【In front of you, it’s like having a mirror.】

【In the mirror, what you think is weird can be anyone you want to see.】

The mist twisted and suddenly turned into a smooth mirror, a mirror like ink jade.

Like a dark entrance, like a door to the abyss.

In the mirror, as Zheng Xiu's thoughts changed, familiar figures flashed across the mirror.

Zheng Erniang.

Celebrating the Thirteenth.

Ji Hongou.

squeak.

Bobo.

Pei Gaoya.

Zheng Haoran.

Zheng Shan.

Zheng evil.

Fengbei.

Wang Cangyun.

A figure flashed in the mirror.

Finally, it was fixed on Zheng Xiu’s own face.

Across the dark mirror, Zheng Xiu really felt like he was looking into a mirror. The "Zheng Xiu" in the mirror was equally astonished, equally confused, and equally unbelievable.

Click click click.

In shock, [Purgatory] took action. Zheng Xiu turned pale and threw the chain blade towards the mirror.

The mirror actually gave Zheng Xiu an ominous feeling as he faced the constant darkness.

Bo!

The chain blade sank into the dark mirror, creating circles of ripples, leaving only the chain outside the mirror.

【You find that you can't get the answer.】

"You're going to play charades with me, right?"

Zheng Xiu quickly calmed himself down, and suddenly remembered his own [Prisoner] method.

The cage in front of him seems to allow him to master extraordinary magic, but in fact, the more intuitive meaning is that he is trapped here.

Trapped in the prison of the heart.

Since it is a prison, it means that there must be something outside the prison.

Zheng Xiu has long been vaguely aware of this. The magic of doorways and thaumaturgy is accompanied by restrictions and rules. However, whether it is rules or restrictions, it has long been shown that aliens, doorways, and thaumaturgy are never without risks.

The two arms gradually retracted towards the mirror.

Click click click.

The double blades of purgatory traveled through the mirror for unknown distances, reaching the limit of the chain but failing to reach the end. Zheng Xiu felt the pulling pain in his arms and had no choice but to withdraw the chain blades.

At this time, the other arm raised another index finger.

[Please turn to page 13674 of the rule book.]

[Please see the fifth line from the bottom.]

grass!

Zheng Xiu endured the nausea, looked at the big eyes on the purple cover, and turned to page 13,674.

I don’t know how many languages ​​there are in the "Table Rule Book".

Both dog language and cat language are available.

What Zheng Xiu was initially indoctrinated into was only a very small part.

Turn to page 13674.

The fifth line from the bottom.

There was a word he recognized secretly hidden on it.

Can you still hide it like this?

Zheng Xiu's expression was dull and he looked attentively.

That is a sentence - "All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth: "Buddha, Buddha, Buddhist scriptures?"

[Please turn to page 7456 of the rule book.]

[Please see the fourth line from the bottom.]

Zheng Xiu turned over the book.

He felt that at this moment, he was very much like Dou Xie, who struggled to open books in order to seek the magic and magical skills.

Heaven is so good at reincarnation, who will be spared by Heaven!

Master Zheng swore that he would never bully Dou Xie again.

If he breaks his oath, he is willing to be beaten with a stick.

I finally found the corresponding page.

The fourth line from the bottom.

[One thought is born, one thought is destroyed, and thousands of bubbles are born here.]

Page 21,020.

The third to last row.

【Only where you go, anchor the truth.】

Page 325.

Penultimate line.

【The only way, the only way.】
To be continued...