Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 233: Mirror Ghost
Chapter 233 Mirror Ghost
Like a moth longing for a lamp, the fingers stretched out from the mirror, the fingertips were elongated, and they grabbed the black hair in front of me.
"Hiss!"
Screams that could be heard in both ears came from the mirror, and wisps of smoke emitted from its illusory arms, as if it was being burned by something.
It felt the pain, but the black hair wrapped around my body seemed to smell **** poisonous snakes, baring its fangs, biting Unreal's arm tightly, then coiling around it, gnawing on it constantly!
"What a fierce ghost."
Arms are entwined with black hair, and the complexion of the phantom in the mirror does not change, a scene that soon makes my scalp tingle appears.
The swaying figures in the mirror in front of me came from nowhere, most of them were blurred, and some of them had exactly the same appearance as mine, which seemed to be phantoms formed by light from different angles.
They are like the residents of the world in the mirror, their figures move slowly, one after another, they come out of the mirror.
Minggui's black hair was still entangled with the hands stretched out of the mirror, temporarily Minggui had the upper hand. But after a long time, the ghost must be alone.
Countless me in the mirror came out, the expressions on their faces I had never seen on myself, strange, terrifying, revealing murderous intent.
Black hair emerged, a pure black eye rolled out of the embroidered cloth bag, and the ferocious black hair turned into a young man of my height standing in front of the mirror.
Compared to the level of terror, the life ghost made of all black hair is far more than the monster in the mirror.
In terms of momentum and appearance, the life ghost is more evil and weird. The only thing it does not have an advantage in is the number.
The monsters in the mirror seem to be endless, and I can even see faces with the same appearance as mine approaching one after another.
The mirror in front of me seems to be a channel separating yin and yang. These monsters that look exactly like me are crowding, pushing, and stretching out their arms to catch the ghost.
There are too many, and the ghosts are gradually struggling to deal with them. The black hair is grabbed by pairs of pale hands. These monsters want to drag the ghosts into the mirror!
"What are they?"
My thoughts ascended to the altar, concentrated between my eyebrows, and I scanned my eyes, I found the most essential difference between these monsters in the mirror and me.
Under the beam of the flashlight, they have no shadows. These illusory things are all based on the mirror in front of me. It can even be said that they are just things that I imagined, and they did not exist in the first place.
"As long as I can smash the mirror, I should be able to escape!"
The mind communicates with the ghost, but its condition at this time is not much better, struggling to support, protecting me from the hands of countless pale ghosts.
"I can't count on the ghost, and I can't move my body. It seems that I can only ask the girl in red behind me to help."
My eyes are still covered by those thin hands, I can feel her behind me, but I don't know how to communicate with her.
The black hair wrapped around the ghost was scattered and re-condensed by the monster in the mirror. Its figure slowly blurred, and it seemed that it was about to reach its limit.
"What to do?"
I opened my mouth but couldn't speak, my body was cold, and my limbs were paralyzed by the evil breath.
The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable, and it has reached the moment of life and death.
"Concentrate on regulating your breath, and control your veins with luck!" At the moment of urgency, an inexplicable voice appeared on the altar.
"Is it that blood fox?" I didn't have time to trace the source at this time, and hurriedly followed the voice in the Lingtai, held my breath, and sent a wisp of qi from the inner alchemy field to the governor channel, honestly, if it wasn't for this person to remind , I even forgot that I was also a half ascetic, and the wisp of dantian energy left by breaking through the realm of Yuandu was mobilized, and rushed straight up from the human spine dragon.
"The mind and breath follow each other, avoiding filth and exorcising evil spirits!"
I didn't know what the other party was talking about, I just blindly recited the formula he taught, and let the dantian qi rush into the spiritual platform like a gossamer.
Strange to say, at the moment when the inner qi in the dantian was gone, I felt a bit of warmth in my tongue, as if a ray of sunshine greeted the frozen lake in winter.
The yin and cold evil thoughts were melted into a hole by the inner qi in the dantian, my fingers trembled slightly, and the feeling similar to the ghost pressing the bed was weakened a lot.
"Quick! Smash the mirror with iron tongs!" Still unable to move flexibly, I had to yell and beg the girl behind me.
The hand covering my eyes hesitated for a moment, then slowly let go, and then a red shadow flashed and went straight to the floor-to-ceiling mirror with the iron pliers stuffed in my back.
Without the girl's palm blocking, my eyes completely landed on the mirror, and at that moment, it seemed that something was desperately trying to get into my mind.
"They want to assimilate me?" I clenched the tip of my tongue, stimulating my brain with pain, struggling to hold on.
Boom!
Just when the red figure approached, she was stopped by the deformed arm from the depths of the mirror. Caught by the palm, those monsters twisted her body and tore her light red dress to pieces.
The girl in red is far less tyrannical than the ghost, she is very difficult to resist, her body that is about to dissipate is pulled towards the mirror bit by bit, she struggles frantically, but every time she twists her body, there will be more Hands grab her.
I saw all this in my eyes, and I felt dizzy, but I couldn't sit idly by. When the cracks appeared on the mirror, most of the evil spirit suppressed on me had been eliminated.
I gritted my teeth and walked forward, like a survivor struggling to climb out of a swamp, never letting go of any opportunity, and never giving up on any of my companions.
Taking a step forward, I grabbed the dropped subway tongs, looked at myself in the mirror, and without the slightest hesitation, I flew into the floor-to-ceiling mirror!
"Crack!"
The iron tongs fell, and the mirror exploded and fell apart.
The shot glass shards scratched my hands, and the blood dripped down on the iron tongs along the fingertips.
Many monsters in the mirror that were still baring their teeth and claws just now shattered and disappeared together with the mirror.
Only the phantom that most of its body jumped out of the mirror still exists, and it is tightly bound by the black hair of the ghost, unable to move.
"Thank you." With blood dripping hands hanging down, I wanted to hug the girl, but there was only a bone-chilling chill in my embrace.
She still had the horrible **** face, she didn't seem to understand my movements, her hair covered half of her face, and her figure looked even more unreal than before.
"Resentment and obsession have imprisoned you here, don't worry, I will help you free tonight." The girl in front of her looks like a ghost, with a ferocious appearance, but her nature is not bad.
Stepping on a broken lens, I turned my head to look at the ghost trapped by the ghost.
"What the **** is this?"
Leaving the mirror, it is like boundless water. The face that was exactly the same as mine began to change, the facial features were blurred, and finally turned into another face completely.
It's very ordinary. If you throw it in the crowd, you might not be able to find it in the blink of an eye.
"It's different from a little ghost, and it's not a ghost either. From the surface, it can't even feel a trace of resentment. This is quite different from its performance just now."
This half-empty, half-real figure is being swallowed by the ghost, and the expression on its face is very flat, as if it is not itself that is about to be swallowed.
"Everyone, does anyone know what this is?" I asked the water friend in the live broadcast room for help: "Has Liu Banxian come today? Is there any immortal Taoist priest in the live broadcast room, can you come out and explain. "
After a while, I didn't see a reliable answer, but the Socrates paradox sent out a few more barrages.
"This thing comes out of a mirror. Some philosophers in the Middle Ages have demonstrated that there is a magical connection between a person or an object and its image. Therefore, a mirror that can present an image is also considered to be able to capture the soul and soul of a person. Life force."
"In many cultures, there is a habit of covering all the mirrors in the house after death, in order to prevent the soul and energy after death from remaining in the mirrors and not being able to enter the afterlife."
"I used to think that this was a representative of utopian philosophy, but I didn't expect it to be confirmed by you today."
"This soul should be received in the mirror after death. It exists in a world opposite to the real. It has no self-awareness and can only imitate the image produced by the mirror. If you insist on naming it , I think it would be more appropriate to call it a mirror ghost."