The pavilion under the night is silent and peaceful, like an old man sitting on a deck chair, silently observing the quiet world. Outside the pavilion, there is a rolling white mist that never seems to tire; inside the pavilion
, the tall floor-to-ceiling mirror stood there quietly like a qualified servant.
Silently.
"Boom!"
A figure rolled and rolled out of the mirror with a groan.
He didn't cry, he just struggled to stand up and looked around. In the silent night, the pavilion was empty, and there was no one except him.
Mr. is not here either.
Zheng Qing clenched his fist and felt something was missing.
He lowered his head and thought carefully for a few seconds before he realized that the gilt silver pot that Zhu Si gave him before was missing. The silver pot was something he had to carry in his hand because the gray cloth bag could not fit it.
Zheng Qing touched the gray cloth bag hanging on his waist.
The gray cloth bag that was bulging before has become deflated again.
He hurriedly rummaged through the contents of the bag.
Various gemstones, luminous pearls, piles of gold, mithril, refined copper, exquisite silverware, and broken alchemy items were all gone. Except for the red rope tied with a myrtle leaf on his wrist, Zhu Si sent
All the 'deposit' given to him disappeared into the bag.
However, the snacks, books, cinnabar, talisman and other materials he sent out in the mirror world were still sitting quietly in the box with a gray cloth bag. However, the food had turned gray-white. Zheng Qing took a bite of the beef jerky and felt
It was like chewing a piece of wood. The cinnabar and talisman paper looked intact, but they had lost their magic luster and turned into waste.
Only the books, although they look a little worn out, the knowledge and content inside are intact.
The night wind blew gently through the pavilion, giving the wizard a chill.
The chill is hard to feel in summer.
Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
Standing up straight, he turned around and glanced at the tall floor-to-ceiling mirror behind him.
This time, he finally saw clearly the line of words engraved on the lintel stone of the mirror.
The light is like a piece of water, casting shadows on people on both sides.
The moonlight shines like water on the mirror, and the shadow in women's clothing in the mirror is posing and trying to arouse the anger of the wizard. If before meeting Zhu Si, Zheng Qing might find a stone and have a good argument with the goblin in the mirror.
But at the moment, he just glanced at the figure in the glasses and looked away.
At the same time as he looked away, the silver surface of the floor-to-ceiling mirror suddenly rippled. The figure wearing women's clothing in the mirror had a look of horror on her face, and she screamed and ran away into the depths of the mirror.
A moment later, Mr. Wu's tall figure passed through the mirror and appeared in the pavilion.
He looked at the young public-funded student with a surprised look on his face.
"You came out on your own?"
Zheng Qing nodded and said hurriedly: "Sir..."
Mr. Wu raised his hand to stop the boy's question and asked: "What time is it now?"
Zheng Qing suppressed the impatience in his heart, took out his silver pocket watch, opened the cover, and glanced at the time: "One minute past ten in the evening."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young public-funded student suddenly realized that it had just been a minute since he entered the mirror world. Considering that the teacher only took him into the mirror world at midnight, it took him a lot of time to look through the gray cloth bag just now.
, then in fact the time he actually stayed in the mirror world may be shorter.
"It's too fast." The gentleman shook his head, looked back at the floor-to-ceiling mirror, then looked back at the young public-funded student, and repeated again: "It's too fast."
"Do you think I came out too fast?" Zheng Qing asked.
"Yes." The gentleman's answer was not polite at all: "It's far beyond your IQ. If you want to get out of the mirror world, just relying on your little magic knowledge or a hint of forbidden spell that sometimes doesn't work, it's far away.
not enough."
"How long do you think I'll be in there?"
"I don't know." The gentleman held one hand on the Roman column of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and replied calmly: "The time in the mirror world is chaotic and random. Maybe one second, the day in the mirror is a year in the outside world, and the next
A moment, a year in the mirror is a second outside. It is difficult for us to use reality to determine illusion."
The wizard raised his forehead, what Zhu Si said came to mind, and he strongly hoped in his heart that she had really only stayed in the mirror for a few months. When he raised his hand, he revealed the magic tree leaf on his wrist.
red line.
The gentleman raised his eyebrows, grabbed his wrist, and carefully examined the runes flowing on the leaves and the thin red thread.
for a long time.
"It seems that you have met some interesting friends in the mirror world." The gentleman put down the wizard's wrist and turned to look at the tall, silent floor-length mirror beside him. His tone was full of nostalgia: "...If you don't mind, can you follow me?
Shall I tell you?"
Zheng Qing took a deep breath - his husband's request was also what he wanted to do most after appearing in the world of the camera.
"Her name is Jusi."
Starting from his name, the wizard described his experience in the mirror world in detail.
…
…
It is also a pavilion.
There is also Zheng Qing.
It's just that the sun is shining brightly outside this pavilion, and the rolling heat wave mixed with the noisy insects makes people feel drowsy. This is a pavilion on the promenade around the lake by Linzhong Lake. It is the weekend, and there are no students coming and going to class.
, even the fish people in the lake have stopped a lot, and they are all taking a nap in the dirty caves at the bottom of the lake.
The noon training of the Forgiveness Hunting Team has come to an end, and the hunters are sitting on the benches in the pavilion in twos and threes, discussing various situations they have just encountered in the training.
"It's too hot, it's too hot."
Fatty Xin wiped his sweat-stained forehead, pulled up the collar of his robe, bent his wrists, and tried his best to send a little air into the clothes.
But for this little breeze, he needs to sweat more. It is difficult to judge whether this action is cost-effective.
The fat man turned his neck with difficulty, looked around, and finally found the captain of the hunting team.
"You slept peacefully." He murmured, moved closer to Zheng Qing, and touched the young public-funded student with his hands.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Jixin shouted.
"Looking for the summer escape talisman!" The fat man replied gruffly: "There is also the one that can provide cooling... what kind of talisman is that?"
"Cooling Talisman." Xiao Xiao replied.
"Yes, cooling talisman." The fat man rummaged around for a long time, and finally found a stack of talisman papers that he had prepared in Zheng Qing's arms. He happily grabbed it out and shook it to his friends: "Finally, I can cool down a little!"
There was a warm cheer in the pavilion.
Amidst the cheers, Xiao Xiao moved closer to Zheng Qing and looked curiously at the sleeping wizard.
"What are you looking at again?" Zhang Jixin sighed and asked.
"How could he sleep like this?" Xiao Xiao tugged on Zheng Qing's ear. The young public-funded student ignored it and continued to sleep soundly, with bubbles even spurting out of his nose.
"Perhaps he was too tired yesterday and just used a sleeping charm to sleep?" the acting captain guessed, and smiled at Xiao Xiao: "Don't disturb others' sleep!"
"Maybe." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and looked at the young public-funded student suspiciously. His eyes slowly slid down from his face and finally landed on Zheng Qing's wrist.
There is a thin red thread tied there, and a piece of myrtle wood leaf is decorated on the thread. The leaf seems to be enchanted, and from time to time, tiny golden runes flash past.
Xiao Xiao remembered that when he went out in the morning, Zheng Qing's wrists were still clean without the red string.