I'm not a theatre god

Wenrenyou's home.

"True Self Mirror?" Mojiao thought thoughtfully, "If I remember correctly, that mirror is for high-level drama gods."

"That's right." Ning Ruyu added,

"For those who play Shen Dao above the sixth level, they usually have played hundreds or thousands of different roles. Due to many in-depth performances, they may get lost in the roles.

The mirror is placed in the surface area to prevent deep acting from causing inner loss. No matter how many times you experience deep acting, as long as you look into the mirror through there, you will be able to reflect your true self and return from the lost state.

But after all, there were only a few of us in the ancient treasure house, and no one would get lost. In addition, the thing was too big and took up space, so it was sealed in the warehouse. "

After Ning Ruyu's reminder, everyone remembered that there was indeed such a thing.

"Junior brother is only at the third level, so he hasn't done any in-depth acting yet, right? Why do we need to use the True Self Mirror?" Mojiao looked at the master in confusion.

The beautiful young man stared at the void in the distance, the leisurely and casual look on his face gradually disappeared, and his whole person became serious.

He spoke slowly:

"So I said, you underestimate him too much."

"His current state is more than just deep acting."

"Ayan?!!!"

"elder brother?!!!"

Chen Yan's voice sounded almost at the same time.

Chen Ling stared blankly at the young man standing in front of him, wearing a bright red opera robe that was dazzlingly bright under the halo. The familiar face raised slightly, and his eyes as clear as black glass were full of astonishment and shock.

Chen Ling was stunned. His eyes widened in disbelief and he stayed there for a long time;

"Am I dreaming?!" Two voices sounded at the same time again.

At this point, Chen Ling realized something was wrong. He and Chen Yan looked up at the same time and saw four big characters flickering slightly in the dark sky between them.

Break away from illusion and return to truth.

Is it the mirror?

Chen Ling's mind suddenly came to mind with the two sentences he had just seen: "Thousands of people with hundreds of faces, one true self for life." Looking at it now, this mirror should be related to returning to one's true nature.

But Chen Ling is still not sure whether the Chen Yan in front of her really exists or is it an illusion created by the mirror?

"Ayan, is that you, Ayan?" "Brother, is that you, brother?"

"What the hell is going on??"

Chen Ling frowned, and he tentatively stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Chen Yan who was close at hand;

Chen Yan also looked at Chen Ling and slowly stretched out his hand, as if he was about to touch him.

At this moment, Chen Ling's body swayed slightly, and a ball of light and shadow suddenly floated out of his body, turning into a third figure holding a kerosene lamp, standing on the other side.

Three lights swayed silently in the darkness.

Chen Ling and Chen Yan were both stunned. They turned around and saw another "Chen Ling" standing there, forming a triangle with them, looking at the two of them in the same astonishment;

However, the difference between him and Chen Ling is that he is not wearing a red opera robe, but a simple three-zone costume, and his temperament is also very different from Chen Ling.

Chen Ling and "Chen Ling" looked at each other, their pupils shrinking slightly;

"Who are you?!" "Who are you?!"

"I am Chen Ling!!" "I am Chen Ling!!"

"If you are Chen Ling, who am I?" "If you are Chen Ling, who am I?"

The two of them were talking in unison, like two identical beings in a mirror, but they felt strange to each other.

How could Chen Yan appear like this? How could there still be me? !

Chen Ling's brain was overloaded and he couldn't understand everything in front of him.

Buzz! !

When the three figures appeared at the same time, the entire True Self Mirror shook violently, as if it was bearing great pressure, and fine cracks began to spread on the surface of the mirror!

A sharp pain spread in Chen Ling's mind, his facial features were twisted in pain, and his thoughts were confused.

Audience expectation value 3

At this moment, Chen Yan and "Chen Ling"'s bodies also shook slightly, and they looked at each other in astonishment.

"elder brother?"

"Ayan?"

"Who are you?!"

"I am Chen Ling!!"

"No, I am Chen Ling! I am Ayan's brother!"

"Are you my brother? Then who is he?"

"Ayan, I am brother! I am Chen Ling!!"

"No, you are not Chen Ling! I am Chen Ling!"

"I am Chen Ling! I really am Chen Ling!!"

"If you are Chen Ling, who am I?!"

"you are me!!"

"No, I'm not you! How could I be you?"

"I am you! You are me too! Ayan is our younger brother! We are all Chen Ling!"

"Who the hell are you???"

"who I am?!!!"

The chaotic sounds almost burst Chen Ling's mind. He curled up on the ground in pain, feeling that his whole body was about to split into three parts. He stared at his scarlet eyes and muttered to himself in front of the true self mirror.

Audience expectation value 3

buzz buzz

The true self mirror was hit by some invisible impact. The frequency of tremors was getting higher and higher. Cracks quickly covered the surface of the mirror, making a slight clicking sound. It was already overwhelmed!

"Oh no, my mirror!!" At the same time, at Wen Renyou's house, the master suddenly stood up.

He took one step forward, parted the curtain and instantly disappeared to the ground.

"who I am?!!!"

boom! ! ! !

As Chen Ling roared again, the True Self Mirror in front of him exploded. Countless tiny lenses were like bullets, instantly collapsing into every corner of the warehouse.

Chen Ling, who was closest to him, was blown into a sieve in the first place. Under the skin and flesh, scarlet blood flowed to the ground.

His bloodshot eyes rolled, and he fainted and fell to the ground.

Half a second later, a young man wearing a theatrical robe stepped out of the void and slowly lifted Chen Ling up from the ground.

Behind him, Ning Ruyu and others followed one after another. When they saw Chen Ling covered in blood on the ground, their expressions were startled.

"Junior brother?!"

"Master, what's wrong with my little junior brother?"

The master glanced at him and said calmly, "Don't worry, he's fine. These skin injuries will heal in a few minutes for him."

Several other senior brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

The beautiful young man looked away from Chen Ling and looked at the mirror fragments on the floor, with a look of pain in his eyes.

"He actually broke the True Self Mirror. Even so, this kid can only barely wake up part of it."

At the same time, a short figure came from the dressing room, scratching his head and listening to the voice in confusion, as if he had no idea what was going on.

The Harlequin walked to the door in a daze, and when he saw Chen Ling lying in a pool of blood, his body shook violently!

With his narrow beady eyes, he looked at Chen Ling who was covered in injuries, then at the shattered mirror not far away, and then at his own hands.

His eye circles immediately turned red, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!!!!"