The floor-to-ceiling mirror is about three feet wide and nearly two meters high. The base is made of a single piece of obsidian, and it is carved with little figures raising their hands. Those little figures raised their heads and looked at the location of the mirror.
Face crazy.
To the left and right of the mirror are two Roman relief columns, made of jujube and red sandalwood. On the left side of the column is a monster with horns and bat wings, and on the right side of the column is a naked man and woman entangled together. Two figures emerge from the top of each column.
A bust of a wizard, a man on the left and a woman on the right, both wearing pointed hats and holding wands. A hollowed-out spell holds up a heavy lintel stone, with a line of words engraved on it.
Because it was too dark and the handwriting was a little blurry, Zheng Qing couldn't see clearly what was written on it for a while. He could only vaguely see the words "water" and "people".
At this moment, all his attention was on the terrifying reflection in the mirror.
He bets that the monster in the mirror with his appearance, wearing his clothes, full of fangs, and bleeding from the corners of his mouth has nothing to do with him.
"Who is that?!"
The wizard screamed and took a step back.
The teacher pressed his shoulder to stop him from exiting the pavilion: "It's just an interesting shadow, don't pay attention to it... Like I said, next, we will go to an interesting world."
After realizing that the scary scene could not scare anyone outside the mirror, the person in the mirror showed an annoyed expression, pulled up his cloak to cover his head, and revealed his image again. It was Zheng Qing who had put on women's clothes.
Black bow, white ruffled apron, lace belt, garter belt, and small round-toe shoes. It seems that in order to fit in with this outfit, the guy in the mirror also had a pigeon-toed figure and half-hidden his face with a paper fan in his hand.
The young government-funded student's face turned red and he became angry.
"Crazy! It's so lawless!" He opened his eyes angrily and spoke indiscriminately. He wanted to smash the mirror with one punch, but he was worried about scratching his hand, so he could only look left and right, trying to find a solid stone.
"Don't worry about these details." The gentleman raised his hand and flicked at the shadow in the mirror. The monster in female clothes screamed and rolled, and was bounced deeper into the mirror until it turned into a small dot and disappeared completely.
In the mirror.
But this does not make Zheng Qing feel at ease.
When he thought of a monster disguised as himself and screaming in a corner of the world, he felt like he had taken a big mouthful of mustard, trembling from head to toe.
As if sensing the boy's unstable state of mind, the gentleman patted his shoulder comfortingly.
"Are you ready?" he asked, tilting his head.
Zheng Qing took a deep breath, with a stiff expression, tentatively stretched out his fingers and touched the silver mirror.
The mirror surface rippled like water waves.
"Let's go."
The sir's voice echoed in his ears. Immediately, Zheng Qing felt the hand he was holding being pulled hard. His whole body was pulled into the air, his feet lifted off the ground, and then he crashed heavily into the silver waves.
Wow!
There was a sound in his ears that sounded like falling into the water, and his eyes were pitch black. Zheng Qing could clearly feel that he was passing through rotating, twisted, black and white barriers one after another, constantly falling towards 'deep' and 'deeper'
Go down.
Until a dark yellow light pierced his eyelids.
Zheng Qing's feet hit hard, and his whole body regained the feeling of weight.
When he adapted to the surrounding environment, he realized that he and his husband were in a long and narrow corridor. There was an upside-down candle above his head. Under the action of gravity, the light yellow candlelight was pulled out of the smooth spindle, scattering a dim and dancing light.
of light and shadow.
"gentlemen……"
"Shh!"
The husband raised his right index finger to his lips and whispered, signaling the boy to observe quietly.
The light and shadow in the corridor danced, and Zheng Qing's vision gradually became clearer. On both sides of the originally deep and narrow corridor, many burning torches suddenly lit up. Under the torches, there were closed doors.
There is such a door near Zheng Qing.
There is no room number on the Paulownia door, and there are no decorations or runes. It just has a piece of transparent glass embedded in the center of the door. Looking inside through the glass is a bathroom - cubicle, toilet, and washbasin.
, the broom and mop hanging behind the door are no different from those in any school bathroom.
Zheng Qing looked at it several times before realizing that this glass should be located in front of the bathroom sink.
After washing their hands, the boys rarely applied the oil in front of the mirror, but there were also a few guys with oily hair and pink faces who came in front of the glass to fix their shiny hair.
"So, why isn't it a women's bathroom?" The boy passed this thought with regret in his heart, and then realized that his husband was next to him, and immediately denied it in his heart: "No, no, I'm actually not that nasty... It's human nature...
...If it were really a women's bathroom, I would close my eyes immediately."
Just as he was mentally building up, behind the glass window, the bathroom door opened with a crash.
Several boys came in, pushing and shoving.
One of them is short, thin, and wears rectangular black-rimmed glasses; the other three, two have big shoulders and round waists, have shaved heads that are almost bald, and one has long hair and a fair complexion.
The boys who were going to the restroom had expressions of horror on their faces. They pulled up their pants and ran away without even having time to wash their hands. The restroom door was slammed shut and blocked with a mop.
The three of them surrounded the thin man with glasses in the corner of the toilet, pushing and shoving him, and talking nonstop. From time to time, the fair-skinned boy would raise his hand and give the man with glasses a slap.
The two fat and round followers laughed, one on the left and the other on the right, twisting the thin boy's shoulders to prevent him from resisting.
Nothing new, a bullying scene.
The gangsters want protection money.
The skinny boy said weakly that he had no money.
There was a flurry of punches and kicks.
The boy who was beaten squatted down with his belly in his arms, and was immediately picked up by his ears and slapped several times.
After beating him like this for a while, I don't know who used too much force and pushed the thin boy to the wall. The boy's head hit a protruding angle iron on the wall, and his face was covered with blood in the blink of an eye.
The two followers were startled, and their hands on the boy's shoulders relaxed involuntarily.
But the fair-skinned boy didn't care. He lifted up the thin boy's school uniform, wiped his face carelessly, and warned him not to talk nonsense outside. Then the three of them walked away.
The thin boy stumbled to the mirror, took off his glasses, and revealed a pair of eyes filled with anger and fear.
"Help me," he murmured, looking at the empty mirror and the empty toilet and whispered: "Help me... kill them... kill..."
The voice behind him was so distorted that Zheng Qing couldn't hear clearly what he said.
He only saw the boy's blood-stained hands pressed against the glass, leaving a trace full of curses and magic.
As time went by, the three boys who bullied others suffered disasters one after another in the toilet. Two followers broke their legs while going to the toilet, and the fair-skinned guy fell directly into the toilet and drowned - the people from the school security office could not understand it after investigating for a long time.
, why a toilet pit less than two feet deep can drown a 1.7 meter boy.
This incident became a legend on this campus for decades.