Could it be that besides us and Heimiao, is there a third force involved in this?
And that force has never shown its face until now.
Even if it is exposed, all those who come into contact will temporarily lose their memory.
This guy is really mysterious!
A strong first awakening told me that this trip to Wawu Mountain might be a disaster...
After exchanging opinions, we went back to our rooms to sleep. Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan shared a room, Yin Ling'er shared a room, and I had a separate room.
This is a walking inn, mainly used for temporary accommodation by traders, and the conditions are extremely simple.
There is only a bed, a small table, and a basin for washing in a room.
I sat down on the bed and couldn't help but think of an interesting thing. How would Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan sleep tonight? Could they be stacking arhats?
However, the room furnishings here always give people a strange feeling. The washbasin is placed at the end of the bed, and there is a mirror hanging on the wall. It is eerie, and it always feels like the figures inside are a little distorted.
Just make do with it for one night!
I comforted myself and prepared to take off my coat and rest. Then at this moment, there was a cyan figure in the mirror, walking quickly behind me.
But when I braved it to take a look, the figure disappeared again.
The light in the room was already very dim, with only one kerosene lamp. I thought it was because I had been highly stressed these past few days and had hallucinations, so I didn't take it seriously.
However, in the second half of the night, I suddenly felt like my whole body was sinking, and I couldn’t move my western limb!
Could it be that this inn is unclean and that someone is sleeping on the bed?
I wanted to call out to Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan next door, but I was clearly conscious, but I couldn't control myself at all.
Immediately, my body sat up from the bed like a puppet, as if another soul was attached to me, driving me to complete the next actions...
I stiffly took out the bronze mask from my backpack and stroked it gently.
It's like touching an old friend you haven't seen for a thousand years!
Then, I sat in front of the mirror by mistake and put it on with a smile.
What makes my head tingling is that this mask actually fits my facial features perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for me.
I tried to control my hands and take off the bronze mask from my face. But those hands didn't obey the orders, they just touched the face in the mirror a little, gently.
At this moment, my brain convulsed as if I was being electrocuted, and strange pictures suddenly appeared in front of me!
It was a young man in green clothes with long hair. He had a handsome face and a sleeping silkworm lying on his shoulder. He came by ferry from afar.
Suddenly, this set of lenses shattered and turned into transparent fragments!
The scene in front of them turned into a cruel ancient battlefield. A group of soldiers in armor were ambushed just after they chased them to the foot of the mountain. People wearing bronze masks came out from everywhere in the bamboo forest.
The lens is stained red with blood...
Next, what appeared in front of me were many people in green clothes, pouring hot copper water and "bang", "bang" and "bang" to cast a huge bronze sacred tree.
Finally, the scene turned and I saw a beautiful peach blossom garden. The Western Zhou Dynasty was full of blooming peach blossom trees.
Under the tree, a man in green clothes held a peach blossom branch and felt sad.
At this moment, the silkworm on his shoulder suddenly noticed something and turned his head to me suddenly, looking at me with his head hooked.
At the same time, an immature child's voice sounded in my mind: "Go to the source of the Yangtze River to find me to stop the curse, omen, and disaster!"
"Your time is running out..."
As soon as I finished speaking, the gloomy mirror returned to my eyes.
I am looking at myself in the mirror with a strange look!
Compassion, fear, sadness, an extremely complex emotion showed in his eyes, which made me dare not look into his eyes at all.
At this moment, I clearly felt that the power controlling me had weakened a lot, and I struggled and fell to the ground, with a shrill scream erupting from my throat.
"Go away!"
This scream attracted Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan from next door. Lao Jiang kicked the door open, and Ge Weihan rushed over and shouted: "Baby, are you okay?"
At the same time, the bronze mask that was attached to my face suddenly fell to the ground with a 'dong' sound.
I seemed to have exhausted all my strength and fell to the ground instantly.
After Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan put me on the bed, they pinched me for a long time before they woke me up.
According to Lao Jiang, I was extremely evil at that time. I sat in front of the mirror in the dark in the middle of the night, with a bronze mask on my face. Even after the mask fell off, there was no expression on my face. It was this expressionless expression that was the scariest.
It was as if I had been sucked away from all human emotions and desires and turned into a demon crawling out of hell!
"Is it that scary?" After hearing Lao Jiang's description, I swallowed in fear.
"Do you think I'm joking?" Lao Jiang asked with a straight face.
Seeing everyone's expressions of concern, I had no choice but to repeat the story of being pressed into bed by a ghost. Lao Jiang frowned, lit a cigarette and said, "Sure enough, the curse has not disappeared..."
After a pause, he added: "This mask is definitely not an ordinary object. Maybe it is the mask you wore before Silkworm Bush grew up. It resonated with the curse on you, and that's why you saw those pictures!"
"The god in green is coming."
"The war between the ancient Shu Kingdom and the Yin and Shang Dynasties."
"Forged Bronze Sacred Tree."
"A paradise isolated from the world..."
"Li Jinglan, you can continue to keep this mask."
Upon hearing this, I was so frightened that I waved my hands and refused firmly: "I don't want to carry this ghost anymore. What if it kills me next time? No, I can't stay with it."
I have already said this, but Lao Jiang still insisted on his own way: "No, it won't hurt you! It just wants to tell you the story of the past and guide you to save more people..."
"Don't forget, there are so many people trying to grab this mask, but it falls into your hands. This means that it has chosen you!"
I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Save more people? Oh my God, I can't even save Lei Zhen. I can't be this hero, and I don't want to be."
Lao Jiang sat down next to me and said in a serious tone: "Being a hero is never a matter of willingness or unwillingness, but everyone's destiny."
"Forget about saving the world for now, you two come over and take a look. There seems to be something wrong with this mask!"
Ge Weihan's voice suddenly interrupted us.
