Zhang Shijia continued to lead the way, and the team moved forward slowly.

The crowd walked for 3 minutes. Although there was no gunfire, they still did not walk out of Sanyi Jinglin.

Zhang Shijia was also a little anxious, looked at the compass in his hand, and said softly: "This should be the dry position, I understand, it must be the wandering soul that made the bronze mirror turn, and all the bronze mirrors here will turn, so we I can't get out."

The fat Taoist priest walked up to a bronze mirror and reached out to turn it.

"I want to give it a try and see if my power can change the orientation of the bronze mirror."

However, he tried several times, but he couldn't move the bronze mirror.

"It's useless, these bronze mirrors have been enchanted, and human power must not be able to move the bronze mirrors, unless the magic circle is broken."

Huang Ying's reminder also made the fat Taoist give up the idea of ​​moving the bronze mirror.

At this moment, gunshots rang out again, and at the same time, there were noisy quarrels.

"It's broken, maybe the enemy is here this time." The fat Taoist was worried.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gunfire became more intensive, even one after another.

"Protect the safety of the young marshal."

General Xiang, who was standing beside Sun Guangmin, yelled, and many paper figurine soldiers immediately surrounded Sun Guangmin.

The soldiers around suddenly changed, from a quiet state to a manic state.

Some soldiers were fighting for the backpacks and guns of the soldiers next to them, shouting: "This baby is mine, give it back to me."

Some soldiers wrestled together, and the two shouted and cursed: "I will kill you for revenge."

Some soldiers shot at the dark place nearby, shouting: "It's the enemy, the enemy is coming."

Many soldiers lost their minds, and the scene was chaotic and even lost control.

In the chaos, a small number of soldiers did not lose their minds, but they were also petrified by the terrifying scene in front of them.

Zhang Shijia said to Sun Guangmin beside him: "Young commander, they have not only lost their minds, but they have seen their inner world. These bronze mirrors can stimulate the desire deep in their hearts."

Sun Guangmin nodded, and when he looked at the behavior of those soldiers, he understood what they were doing.

Those soldiers were attacked by ghost energy, lost their minds, and stimulated the desires deep in their hearts, and even had hallucinations.

The soldier who snatched other people's backpacks and guns must have imagined those things as his most precious things.

There are also soldiers wrestling together, who were aroused by the ghost spirit and hated in their hearts, and regarded the comrades around them as their enemies.

There are also many soldiers shooting around indiscriminately. It was after losing their minds that they saw illusory enemies appearing around them.

This is actually, deep in their hearts, there has always been a hidden desire to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, and it was also stimulated at this time.

Those soldiers who fired indiscriminately could easily accidentally injure other soldiers, which caused many people to be shot and fell to the ground, or even killed directly.

The few soldiers who have not been recruited are basically people with relatively low desires. They are very Buddhist, and it is not easy to be aroused from the deepest desires at this time.

At this time, Sun Guangmin really felt how powerful the magic circle was in the ancient times.

Gunshots kept ringing out, scuffling sounds, and shouting sounded endlessly. The chaos was still going on, and there was no sign of it going to stop.

The situation in front of him made Sun Guangmin a little anxious. If the Northern Army continues to kill each other like this, it will soon be exhausted.

Sun Guangmin looked at a bronze mirror next to him, and a strange picture appeared on the bronze mirror, like a movie picture.

In the picture is a snowy winter, a boy of about ten years old and a teenager are walking in the snow, in the vast sky and earth, there are only two people, leaving a long footprint behind them.

The little boy stopped suddenly. He saw a wounded white fox in the snow, which was almost dead.

The little boy picked up the white fox and warmed it with clothes. The white fox looked at the little boy with trust in his eyes.

Then, a flying arrow came and shot the white fox. The white fox screamed and died.

The little boy was very surprised, and looked to the side. Another fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was wearing animal skins and holding a bow and arrow. The arrow just now came from his hand.

The boy said a word: "That is a fox demon, we must kill it immediately, otherwise our lives are in danger."

The little boy picked up the fox's body, shed tears, and said, "It's not a monster. I can feel it. Its eyes are like people's."

The boy didn't say anything, and turned around, facing the bronze mirror with his whole face.

And when Sun Guangmin saw that young man, his heart tightened suddenly, the resolute eyes looked so much like himself.

"Young Marshal, don't look at it, be careful of being overwhelmed by ghost energy."

The fat Taoist's voice suddenly sounded, making Sun Guangmin look away, and when he looked at the bronze mirror next to him, there was no picture on it.

But at this moment, gunshots, beatings, scolding and clamor still rang out from Sun Guangmin's side.

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