Feng Chenglin responded, flew up and jumped onto the nearest oil lamp. After turning on the wick, he tried to ignite it with a fire slit.

But after working hard several times but failing, he couldn't help but feel discouraged.

"It's useless. The lamp oil here is going to be stone... It's hard and hard when poked, and it can't be used any more!"

"Then use our own oil lamp!"

Ling Luoyu took out a few new oil lamps and let Feng Chenglin lay them on the lamp base.

With light, everything in the hall becomes clear.

After just seeing it, Feng Chenglin exclaimed and pointed at the roof.

"San Young Master, what is that?"

On the roof, there is a round mirror-shaped thing.

It is just because of the age of time and moisture erosion that some blue corrosion forms on the surface.

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly: "It looks... like a mirror..."

"Bronze mirror?" Feng Chenglin suddenly laughed and looked at the mirror with his head raised: "You said, are the people who built this place quite fond of being stinky and beautiful... In your words, it's just narcissism!! Otherwise, how could he have such a big mirror in such a place?"

But the angle of this mirror is a bit fascinating!

Who would tilt his head, raise his head and look up when looking in the mirror?

When you have that time, you should have a dressing mirror and put it in front of you so you can see it anytime and anywhere, without having to tilt your neck as hard as you tilt it.

"There are also..." The old shopkeeper's voice came from the corner.

He pushed away the wood pressed on the surface and picked up a bronze mirror from the ground.

"I'll go... so big!" Feng Chenglin jumped down.

The bronze mirror pushed by the old shopkeeper was about the same height as him. When he looked at it, it was huge and heavy.

"San Young Master, you said the owner here is really narcissistic... He also created such a big mirror, and more than one!"

The old shopkeeper buckled the bronze mirror with a dagger and frowned: "This mirror... although it is a mirror, it does not look like a mirror that looks at people..."

He greeted Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, and showed a place where the corrosive objects were knocked out.

"Look at it, the true nature of this place should be its original appearance, but... there is no figure at all!"

Even if you wear the bronze mirror, you have to take a picture of your personal image and see 50% or 60% clearly.

But no one came out of this bronze mirror.

"Fatty, look around and see if there are any such bronze mirrors, especially in the three corners!"

"oh……"

Feng Chenglin rushed to the opposite corner, but stopped halfway.

"San Young Master... half a can do it!?"

He pulled out half of the bronze mirror among the piles of ruins.

The edge of the bronze mirror collapsed, and half of it was missing.

But judging from the traces left, the one found by the old shopkeeper should be of the same size.

"I just said, this owner has a strong taste and needs to be equipped with mirrors around... You said, mirrors will be installed here, and then in his bedroom..."

Hehe, he avoided Ling Luoyu's eyes and gave the old shopkeeper a look of "you understand too".

Old shopkeeper: "..."

He is all about to be buried in the dead, so why do he tell him about these romantic things?

Besides, the time and place are not right!

At such a life-and-death moment, he actually had the heart to think about those messy things!

Ling Luoyu ignored Feng Chenglin's joke, but raised his head and looked up at the sky: "This is not a mirror that looks at people with clothes..."
Chapter completed!