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Hope the same tragedy repeats itself. "

Xie Yi didn't know how to comfort the other party, so he had to follow silently.

"However, after this year, you have lived up to my trust. Under the Taiqing Guling Formation, the subject cannot be stained with blood or have killing intent, otherwise the formation will be destroyed. So far, you have done a good job .”

Xie Yi nodded solemnly: "Well, I've only been a vegetarian this year, and I'm afraid that seeing chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep greedy will accidentally trigger the formation. By the way, Professor Ziyin, is killing poultry and livestock really count? ? It’s winter, I really want to cook lamb once!”

Ziyin couldn't help laughing.

After saying goodbye to Ziyin that day, Huyan Caiwei canceled the supervision and prohibition on Xie Yi in advance according to the agreement, which means that after the end of the spring semester, Xie Yi can use the holiday to leave the imperial capital to travel around.

"Are you really going out?"

"Yeah, when did I break my promise?"

Huyan Caiwei seemed a little unhappy: "Didn't you tell me to explain your new idea of ​​bionics to me during the holidays?"

"Technology is limited, I can't materialize my ideas now, and it's meaningless to tell you. This time I go out, I just want to see if there are any new materials that can help my research."

"You want to go abroad to buy materials?"

Xie Yi shook his head: "I'm going to Wushan."

"Wushan? There are deep mountains and old forests there. What materials can be used to make bionics? Wait, don't you want to dig treasures?"

"Where are you thinking?" Xie Yi frowned slightly, his mood was not as relaxed and cheerful as it seemed.After a large number of comparisons of climate, terrain and vegetation materials, he finally determined that the place where Shen Ye put the wooden branches was located near Wushan. He will not meet the old people who hunted him down.

He sighed almost inaudibly, it was his duty to go to Wushan, but the road ahead was uncertain and there were many crises.

But even so, Wen Renyu ran forward regardless.A wave of fiery flames chased her steps like a wave, and the shattered ceiling fell down and was swallowed by the flames in the blink of an eye.All that came over her was a scorched and unpleasant smell. At first, there seemed to be the sound of other people's panicked footsteps, but they all gradually fell silent. The breath of death was like a ferocious vine, bit by bit eating away at her path.

When the slender flames licked the corner of her skirt again, Wen Renyu finally fell to the ground without strength. The large stone slab was scalded by the fire, but she could hardly muster up the strength to get up and escape from this hell that was forgotten in the world. corner.

"One sprinkling of nectar will cool the heat, two sprinkling of the Dharma Realm, and the soul will give birth to Daluo..." Wen Renyu muttered a mantra, and the rain as thin as silver needles spattered on the flames, earning her a little breath Opportunity.

Wen Renyu's heartbeat was abnormally flustered, and she couldn't help but feel fear and anxiety: "Xie Yi...Brother Xie Yi...where are you?"

Of course there was no answer.

A grin of exhaustion and panic wrapped her around her, she hugged her knees helplessly and huddled in the corner of the wall, her eyes were blindingly red, fire everywhere, and tears filled her eyes, blurring her vision.

The ceiling above the head gradually cracked, and as the flames rose again, they fell heavily.

Wen Renyu closed her eyes in despair, tears dripped down her cheeks, like bright diamonds that vanished in an instant.

"Jin Ye," Ye Hai tugged on Yue Jinye's sleeve, "Do you think there's anything wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Ye Hai pointed to the dark corridor they had just walked through: "I feel spiritual fluctuations, as if someone is performing a spell behind."

"No, time is running out, we can't go back and waste time." Yue Jinye looked at the scale at hand for timekeeping. Most of the electronic products in this place have lost their original functions, so he can only rely on his feeling on the scale Record the time, "We have been trapped for six hours. If we don't hurry up to find the band instrument and get out of here, I am afraid that the children will be in danger."

Ye Hai agreed: "BPI's prohibition both of us struggled to break out, and no one should be able to break in easily, so I'll listen to you. By the way, what else have we not looked for?"

"The corridor and the storage room of the outer shed have been searched." Yue Jinye looked at the dilapidated ruins scattered around, with a dignified expression, "There is one place left, let's go."

Under the bleak moonlight, the surface of the snow-white old building is still as cold and clean as before. After a long time of washing, it has become more and more silent, and the scenes of the past are deeply buried in history.

Yue Jinye firmly stepped on the stairs and walked up step by step, the solid metal plates echoed dully under his feet.

Ye Hai casually touched the railing, and was very surprised when he withdrew his hand: "This place is so damn clean! Are you sure it was abandoned?"

Yue Jinye remained silent with a sullen face, walked quickly to the end of the stairs, and pushed open the heavy wooden door painted with gold.

Dazzling flames erupted at this moment.

"Fire?? It's on fire?!" Ye Hai was startled, and he took out the talisman paper with his backhand to offer a curse.

Yue Jinye turned around and suppressed his movements, shaking his head at him.

Ye Hai went up the stairs and walked into the hall in a daze, and a strange and beautiful scene came into his eyes at this moment——

The raging fire is like lush vines, winding along the exquisitely carved patterns on the mirrored floor.Around the floor, tall and slender floor-to-ceiling mirrors are neatly arranged along the outer edge of the hall, forming a complete mirror wall. The snowy moon is like a frozen waterfall in deep winter, covering the mirror wall in a detached manner.The melting red flames were reflected in the mirror through the moonlight, rendering the entire hall as a shocking chapter in the scroll of hell.

Yue Jinye walked straight into the hall, under the light of the fire, it seemed as if his whole body was burning.

"Are you crazy?!" Ye Hai turned pale with shock.

Yue Jinye beckoned him to go in: "It's the reflection of the mirror, the fire is not here."

Ye Hai took a closer look and found that the direction of the flames was indeed downward, so he also walked in cautiously: "This mirror is interesting, the anti-phase mirror...then what scene does it reflect?"

"It's hard to say, the working principle of the anti-phase mirror is very complicated. In short, this is its sub-mirror, and the scene it reflects is a certain section stored in the memory of the mother mirror."

"Wait, Mother-in-Picture... storage? You mean it's an artifact?"

"Yes." Yue Jinye didn't explain further, "This place is different from what I remembered. Let's search separately. There should be a secret door leading to the basement here, and what I'm looking for is inside."

Ye Hai nodded, and was about to act when Yue Jinye held him back again: "Be careful... No matter what happens later, your first priority is to help me take the instrument out."

Ye Hai nodded, and was about to ask Yue Jinye what the instrument looked like, when a sinister voice suddenly sounded behind the two: "Should I say that it is indeed a Pojun?"

Yue Jinye seemed to be on guard, turned around and stopped Ye Hai behind him, and said coldly, "Yu Feng, come out."

The flames under his feet were suddenly extinguished, and the mirror was full of moonlight as white as frost and snow. Half of Yue Jinye's face was hidden in the shadows, and the lines were as sharp as a statue carved out of granite.

There was a crack in the mirror wall without sound, Yu Feng sat on the wide leather chair inside the wall, raised his chin and stared at the two of them: "Xie Yi, you really let me down."

Yue Jinye saw the suitcase next to the leather chair at a glance, and quietly gestured to Ye Hai with his left hand behind his back, and Ye Hai moved slowly to the side understandingly.

Seeing Ye Hai's movement, Yue Jinye turned his eyes back to Yu Feng's face, and said solemnly: "You have no right to say that."

Yu Feng leaned on the back of the chair and stared at Yue Jinye, with an imperceptible complex expression flashing in his eyes: "This seat is the owner of Cangming City. You are a traitor, and you have no right to question my words."

"Just tell me what you're here for."

"Xie Yi, Xie Yi, the last mistake you should make is to go deep into Wuyan Jialan. I have been waiting for you here for a long time," Yu Feng snapped his fingers to the side, "Shangli!"

A rope suddenly fell, and the hostage who was firmly tied up in the chain couldn't help but let out a painful cry. Yue Jinye and Ye Hai looked up, and their faces turned ashen: "Ah Ruan!"

Chapter 42

The Wushan forest in the deep winter is filled with milky white mist, and the sparse snow falls on the treetop path, and it turns into water in a short while, forming small holes in the tree trunks or small pits on the roadside. Here, reflected by the reappearing winter sun in the sky, there is a bit of refreshing and natural wildness.

Xie Yi was walking on the rugged mountain path in full armor, and after repeatedly declining the kindness of the villagers at the foot of the mountain to send him into the mountain, he had trekked alone in the vast forest for three days and nights.He didn't know the specific place where the source of infection was injected with magic energy back then, and the magic energy on his body was blocked by the solid spirit array, so he couldn't perform homologous induction, so there was no better way than to cast a net to search.Fortunately, before he set off, he used the materials at hand to make a small terrain recorder as an aid, so that he would not go back too much.

After turning over another slope, Xie Yi found a dry place sheltered from the wind to rest for a while.The mottled shadow of the sun fell on his cheeks, like a light-colored watercolor painting.Leaning on the tree trunk, he thought about what to do if he met Liuyue, what to do if the remaining power of the heart demon was still causing harm to the party, and after thinking about it, he fell asleep faintly.

When he woke up, the sun was almost hanging on the edge of the horizon, Xie Yi sighed, it seemed that this evening might be wasted again.Just as he was feeling annoyed, a cold, swishing long sword was silently pressed against his neck.

Xie Yi quickly calmed down: "Who?"

"Wushan Goddess." With a clear voice, the owner of the sword