Chapter 181

All of a sudden, there was a sense of shaking around, Zhou Ze subconsciously lowered the center of gravity to prevent himself from falling.

But he saw that the old man in the bathroom was still holding his tap screaming;

Xu Qinglang on the sofa in the living room was still sleeping, as if he didn't feel anything different.

Zhou Ze suddenly found that it was not really shaking the earth, but because of the great deviation of all the light and shadow around him, creating an illusion of shaking violently.

At this time, everything that can reflect light around seems to be alive. They become very active and start to actively want to mislead you and influence you.

It's a very strange feeling, as if at this time you have been rejected by the whole surrounding environment, they are no longer the dead things around you, they are no longer allowed to choose or let you trample the use of equipment, they have their own consciousness after instinctively began to repel you, began to hate you.

Zhou Ze opens his mouth and wants to wake up Xu Qinglang, but when he cries out, Xu Qinglang continues to lie on the sofa and sleep, as if he has not heard at all.

He can't sleep to death like this.

"Lao Dao!"

Zhou Ze called the old way again.

Lao Dao is standing in the bathroom. He is still staring at his tap and shouting. Zhou Ze doesn't look back.

Gradually, Zhou Ze found that the figure of the old Taoist was twisting, and Xu Qinglang's body, who was sleeping on the sofa, was also twisting. He was like being in a mirror room. The light around him was broken and bent, bringing a very painful visual impact.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Ze began to close his eyes. He was not just a ghost boy. In this half year, he also experienced ups and downs. He knew that the first thing to do in the face of this situation was to calm his mind.

If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall!

However, as soon as Zhou closed his eyes, he felt weightless under his feet, as if he was about to fall into the abyss of the cliff at the next moment.

This kind of feeling often appears when sleeping, suddenly has the illusion that oneself is falling, and then the whole person will subconsciously tremble and wake up quickly, and find it is a false alarm.

But for Zhou Ze, it's been a long time, and it's getting worse.

Zhou Ze can only choose to open his eyes, and in the moment of reopening his eyes, all around suddenly burst out a white light, which is as bright as a car in front of you suddenly turned on the high beam at night.

A moment of dizziness and blindness, when Zhou Ze's line of sight was clear again, he found himself still standing in the living room.

All around, there is no change, as if just everything is just an illusion that can't be counted, all are false images of glass, but soon, Zhou Ze found out that it was wrong.

The sofa is still that sofa, but Xu Qinglang on the sofa is missing.

The bathroom is still that one, but the old way of urine bleeding in the bathroom is gone.

The furnishings are all there, everything has not changed, but there is only myself, and only myself.

Zhou took a deep breath. The light was on, but the brightness of the light was obviously not enough, or even very low, which made everything here look very dim.

In the bathroom, through the cracked mirror on the wall, Zhou Ze suddenly saw the figures of Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang in the mirror.

The old Taoist leaned against the wall, his face was frightened, and his body was covered with blood. Xu Qinglang helped him watch, as if he was comforting the old Taoist.

They're in the mirror?

Zhou Ze is a little stupefied. Then, Zhou Ze sees Xu Qinglang helping the old way out of the bathroom. He can't see them.

"Hello! Can you hear me? "

Zhou Ze shouted, without any response. Then, Zhou Ze quit the bathroom. He went to the living room. There was a huge picture frame in the living room. There was a painting of eight horses in it. From the mirror, Zhou Ze saw the old man sitting on the sofa in the living room. Xu Qinglang brought him a glass of water.

Then, Xu Qinglang ignited a piece of Rune paper and put it into the water cup and handed it to the Taoist priest for drinking.

The old Taoist priest frowned painfully and drank the rune water, then he kept laughing.

Their voice, Zhou Ze can't hear at all, can only see their images and actions.

Until Zhou Ze saw his own situation in the picture, his heart sank, and he turned into an unimaginable node.

The self on the sofa just lies there, motionless.

Xu Qinglang and Lao Dao look at themselves on the sofa with concern from time to time. Xu Qinglang still wipes his face with a wet towel, but he has no feeling.

Whoo

I see,

it's not that they don't know why they got into the mirror,

in fact,

they really get into the mirror,

they are themselves!

Zhou Ze tries to scratch the mirror with his fingernails. Instinctively, he wants to break this thing and go out, but the nail, which was originally invincible, really can't do anything about this small mirror at this time. This mirror is just like a King Kong, which is as strong as despair.After trying for a while, Zhou Ze gave up and sat down on the sofa.

After sitting down, Zhou Ze found that the furnishings in the room were indeed the same, but in fact, the arrangements were all reversed. After all, the things in the mirror were indeed the opposite of the reality.

Reaching out and touching, Zhou Ze found that his cigarette was still there. He took a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. He could really use a lighter to light it, and it really had the smell of tobacco.

Zhou Ze doesn't know what his state is now. His body is still outside the mirror, but everything here is so real. It's not like his soul is out of the body.

Zhou Ze experienced the state of soul out of body, which was a very weak and hesitating feeling, but now obviously there is no such feeling, which means that he is not the so-called soul being inhaled.

Zhou Ze remembers that when he was in the restaurant in the afternoon, his fingernails were no use to those "spirits". It seems that it means that he and those "spirits" eating in the restaurant are actually a state?

It's not a soul,

it's not a body,

it's a kind of It's weird and hard to describe?

This is the state in the mirror?

This night, Zhou Ze basically sat on the sofa. He was thinking about how to go out and how to leave here. Zhou Ze also tried to open the door and look outside. But he found that the door, including the courtyard wall, was isolated by a layer of "glass". He could not go out at all and could only move in this narrow area.

So, this night, either sitting on the sofa to contemplate life, or standing in front of the picture frame to see how Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang are anxious to think of various ways to try to wake themselves up.

In fact, at present, Zhou Ze is most worried about whether Xu Qinglang and Lao Dao will not panic,

hold the Dragon tightly!