I'm a villain, not a devil

There is only a mirror standing on the lonely black rock. Not to mention the human figure, there are not even ruins.

So, the "doctor" who just talked to the fisherman...

Thinking of the contents in the drift bottle, Sean felt a chill running down his spine.

Do you want to take a look at that mirror?

This idea suddenly came to my mind.

The fisherman became sad again: "The mayor watched me grow up, and I regarded him as my father... He turned into a shark-headed monster! I just asked where my wife was, and he actually pushed me from above. Come down!"

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The fisherman took a few breaths and continued walking forward.

After trying to sense it with his deceitful heart, Sean, who found that there was no danger inside, also followed.

However, all this was dictated by the fisherman, and Sean could still only see the mirror.

Inside, there are densely packed skeletons.

"Leave here and forget all this..." 'Krenina' cried, using Bernard's face, looking terrible and pitiful, "At least you still remember us... If you are still here, we won't It will be forgotten...but if it continues, everything will be irreversible..."

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, a fisherman’s cry came from not far away.

The fisherman lowered his head, with confusion in his voice: "I saw the doctor... That doctor is my elder, but he turned into a terrible look."

When I walked to the fragments, the scattered mirror fragments were dim and could not illuminate anything.

The so-called Seducer Gao Zun may have seduced Bernard into performing the horrific ritual.

The only difference is that there are mirrors on other rocks, with different styles of mirrors, some big and some small, some high and some low. Only the fisherman said that the mayor's rock has only one fragment.

After hesitating for a moment, Sean walked towards the pile of debris.

After the other party calmed down for a while, Sean asked: "What did you see?"

He walked over. The fisherman fell to the ground and was stumbling to get up.

He looked at Sean for confirmation: "But the first time I saw him, I thought he was a doctor... It's just that something terrible happened to the poor doctor, and he even pretended not to know me!"

After hesitating for a moment, Sean grabbed the fragments and returned to the ground.

The skeleton is almost suspended above the crack. If you look carefully, you can see that it is not floating...

The fisherman, that is, Bernard.

"Mayor?"

Sure enough, it is still bare. From this angle, you can see the surrounding reefs of different heights, all the same as here.

"Child, run quickly, leave him..."

Is this a reminder to me?

No...child...

after one day.

"Everyone says they don't know me! Everyone doesn't know where my wife is! But I can tell who you are at a glance! Why!" The usually timid fisherman shouted angrily for the first time, with eyes in his eyes. Full of gloom.

three days later.

Bernard became a fisherman again. He asked anxiously: "Why? I miss you very much, but everyone in the town says they don't know me and want me to leave. Why do you want me to leave even though you recognize me?" ?”

The hands of the skeleton showed a strange upward posture, but as time passed, the ropes on them were no longer visible.

Who to leave?

I?

Or something about the fisherman?

A feeling of horror filled his heart, and Sean even began to think about whether to run away directly.

This square has been so weathered that it is almost impossible to see its original appearance. Even the stone slabs under the feet are cracked and weathered. The only thing that can be identified is a stone tablet erected next to it.

But how could the mirror tell him the answer?

The fisherman did not give up. He climbed onto the black rocks one after another, talked to acquaintances with all kinds of terrifying appearances, and then left in despair.

It was a dilapidated old fishing boat. The metal deck had almost been twisted together due to what kind of environment it had gone through.

"It was caused by pure obsession? But the fisherman didn't show any signs of death... He obviously lost all his power and looked like an ordinary person, but ordinary people don't have the strength to climb dozens of black rocks nearly a hundred meters high... Weird... "

The skeleton he had been holding was released and fell to the ground, turning into powder.

Sean narrowed his eyes: "He has become like this, and you still know that the other person is the doctor you know?"

Your wife lives in this damn place?

Sean shook his head, and finally summoned the black mist, opening the gap in the ship's deck.

"Krynina...Krynina...I finally found you, please, please, never leave me again..."

A wind with a rotten smell blew out.

He and the fishermen encountered rocks more and more frequently, until now, the front had turned into a sea of ​​black rocks.

"Minsk..."

While thinking about it, Sean also noticed that this time, the thought that tempted people to look in the mirror did not appear.

The fisherman almost went crazy. He even shouted with joy.

But why do these people want Bernard to leave?

Looking at the other person's back, Sean thought to himself.

It's not the man in the mirror who came out to attack...then my guess is correct...

"Krenina!" The fisherman shouted in surprise with a mirror between him and Sean.

Sean looked up and saw a figure falling straight down from the black reef.

Similarly, the old captain also turned into a terrifying appearance. According to the fisherman, he was a terrifying creature with octopus tentacles on his face and an eyeball on each tentacle's suction cup. The fishing boat next to him turned into a terrifying creature. A squid-like submarine, when the old captain gets impatient when asked, the squid submarine will spit out a lot of blood-red ink.

Krinina seemed to be tired of this conversation, and she, Bernard, shouted sharply.

She cried: "Everyone died, but no one blamed you..."

Just a little embarrassed, but no injuries.

Immediately afterwards, Sean found several different fragments, which were different from the previous ones. There were bloody blurry words on the front of these fragments. After trying to piece them together, Sean's pupils shrank violently.

"No... Judging from the previous situation, the fisherman will only start talking after looking in the mirror... Can the person in the mirror push someone? Is it because he pushed someone that it broke..."

After just a few steps, the fisherman's cry and laughter could be heard.

But if this is the case, the ceremony is over and there is no room for redemption...

However, the thought that just arose was quickly cut off by Sean.

Kneeling on a skeleton in the center, there is an almost weathered nameplate.

Half a day later, three hours later, half an hour later, five minutes later...

He was constantly talking to himself in the mirror.

This time, it was a postman who looked like an anglerfish. A long stick shaped like a fishing rod grew out of his forehead, and an envelope made of unknown skin hung from the top.