Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

The four mirrors are about two meters high, and they can clearly reflect Yan Mingyue's whole body. Yan Mingyue's back is facing the mirror, and she has an inexplicable feeling of being stared at, accompanied by drowsiness. However, it is only after eight o'clock at the moment. a little.

Maybe she was too nervous, she thought, and then secretly glanced at Ding Mu's side, not far away, but she couldn't see Ding Mu's face clearly.

"Okay, Miss Yan, please stand in the middle of the stage." The clown pointed to his feet, signaling Yan Mingyue to stand there, directly in front of the first mirror.

Without any hesitation, Yan Mingyue paced there, with her back to the mirror, feeling uncertain, always feeling that someone was looking at her, not the audience in front of her, more like...a mirror.

She was taken aback by this idea, and she silently recited the Buddha's name "Great Mercy and Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara", "Numm Amitabha Buddha" and other Buddhist names.

"Okay, Ms. Yan has already stood in front of No. [-] mirror. As you can see, the mirror is very smooth and has a very high definition." The clown stretched out his hand and flicked the mirror twice, making a "clang, clang, clang" sound.

Those who didn't know thought he was selling mirrors.

"Miss Yan, please walk slowly towards the mirror, you will find a miraculous thing." The clown bowed and made a "please" gesture, his attitude was so attentive that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Yan Mingyue turned around, walked slowly towards the mirror, stopped at the mirror, and looked at the clown with some helplessness.

The clown smiled and said, "Miss Yan looks a little scared. In this way, I will put a blindfold on you. When will I say stop and when will you stop walking, okay? Don't make any noise, so that Miss Yan can't hear you." my password."

Yan Mingyue nodded and agreed to the suggestion. She walked towards the clown and asked the clown to help her put on a black blindfold. Then the clown led her to the mirror by holding her fingertips.

"Okay, Miss Yan, you can start to go." The clown reminded.

Yan Mingyue walked slowly because she couldn't see, she walked crookedly to the mirror, but didn't hear the clown's prompt, she continued to walk with some hesitation.At this time, the audience saw that she continued to move forward when she walked to the mirror, and they couldn't help worrying that she would hit the mirror, but they saw that she passed through the mirror without any obstacles and walked away from the second mirror. come out!

"Stop." The clown made a "stop" gesture and reminded Yan Mingyue not to continue walking. "Alright Miss Yan, please take off the blindfold."

"Wow!" Yan Mingyue realized that she did not stop in front of the No. [-] mirror with her back to the audience, but stood in front of the No. [-] mirror facing the audience. "It's amazing! How did this happen?"

Yan Mingyue covered her mouth, she couldn't believe it at all—she didn't bump her head in front of the first mirror, but went through the mirror and came out of the second mirror.

Seeing this scene, the emotions of the audience have been fully mobilized-at least no one cares about the death of people during the day-or in other words, the people who should care are the most indifferent, only focusing on the magical performance in front of them, not Those who should care, instead connect these things and try to find the law.

The vibration of the mobile phone interrupted Ding Mu's thinking about the performance in front of him. He took out his mobile phone impatiently and looked at it. It was the software with a strange name that reminded "the current ratio is 0:4".

This abnormal change made Ding Mu a little concerned. He remembered that his phone was vibrating when the statue was eating people during the day, but he was too frightened at the time to pay attention.

How did this change in ratio be triggered?He doesn't know.

This feeling of being kept in the dark made him a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't even concentrate on watching the performance.

"If Ms. Yan doesn't believe it, you can try again." The clown smiled kindly, his smile looked ferocious and comical under the exaggerated mask-like oil paint.

When Yan Mingyue walked in front of the mirror without wearing a blindfold, she hesitated, so she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and walked down boldly.The audience sees her enter the second mirror and emerge from the first mirror.

When she heard the unbelievable cries of the people on the field, she opened her eyes slightly, and saw the audience and the clown with exaggerated make-up. She covered her mouth in disbelief.

"Oh my god! This is actually true! It's amazing! Could it be some kind of mechanical design?!" Yan Mingyue blushed with excitement, I couldn't believe that she would be a lucky audience to experience this Fantastic magic, and she doesn't feel anything yet!

"Can I try again?" Yan Mingyue approached the clown and asked, her voice was amplified by the microphone to the audience, which made her a little embarrassed.

"Of course, you can try as many times as you want. Mirror No. [-] is connected to Mirror No. [-], and Mirror No. [-] is connected to Mirror No. [-]." The clown looked very gentlemanly.

"Thank you!" She bowed, then excitedly walked to the first mirror and reached out to touch it.

Then, next to the second mirror, she saw her hand protruding from the mirror without any hindrance.

Seeing this unreasonable scene, she felt a little magical, so she moved her fingers and found that the hand and her feelings were in sync, as if distorting the space.