triple world

The car appeared again in Fu Yan's field of vision, and the license plate glowed rusty under the streetlights.

When he first came in, he stood not far from the car, but at this moment, he found that the darkness he saw when he turned his head had turned into an asphalt road with street lights on, and the road spread endlessly.

Fu Yan did not stop, but continued to move forward.

He was afraid that he would regret it if he stopped, so he refused to even give himself a chance to hesitate.

The overwhelming rain shook down, and the umbrella in his hand was almost broken. Fu Yan was soaked from head to toe, looking like a deserter.

"Are you really going?" The mirror's voice was clearly audible in the sound of the rain, as if it was directly transmitted to his ears.

Fu Yan ignored it but repeated it persistently, until he finally couldn't help but turned around and yelled "Get out" before it stopped.

He buried his head and walked forward for an unknown amount of time, when he suddenly realized that the road ahead was cut off, so he raised his head in a daze.

In front of him, there are no longer asphalt roads and plane trees that appear repeatedly, but seven other roads, seven identical roads.

Eight sycamore trees, eight roads, the connected luxuriant leaves and brick and stone roadsides form a circle, and the asphalt roads face each other, guarding the most central circular open space, or the huge mirror on the open space. .

The mirror was slowly rotating, and Fu Yan was facing the back of it. The dark mist drifted strangely, and the black frame occasionally exposed was very much like the mirror that brought him into this game world that time.

At first glance, all of Fu Yan's eyes were caught by the mirror, and in the next second, he passed the mirror and saw Gu Wensheng who was standing opposite him.

He was holding the same umbrella as Fu Yan, and behind him was the same origin as Fu Yan. When he saw him, the original worry in his eyes finally dissipated, and he showed a relaxed smile.

His lips moved, and when Fu Yan saw him call "Brother", Fu Yan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief with his brows and eyes curved in relief.

On other roads, people Fu Yan was familiar with stood there, Meng Jiasheng, Luo Qiong, Song Qingman, etc., but Song Yu was missing. Fu Yan frowned and looked around, only seeing a dark road. There is no one on the road.

Fu Yan's heart sank, did something happen to Song Yu?

When he was about to move forward, Gu Wensheng waved his hand at him, signaling him to pay attention to the front, and then he found that there was an invisible barrier in front of him, invisible but tangible, covering all the seven people present. Firmly blocked outside the circular area.

The mirror was still spinning, and when the bright mirror turned towards Fu Yan, he froze again.

Behind him in the mirror is a dim road with no end in sight, but there is a child standing beside him. When Fu Yan stared at the mirror, the child raised his head. It was Fu Yang, whom he had just parted with. .

Fu Yan took a deep breath and looked down. There was nothing beside him, but Fu Yang, who was printed in the mirror, hugged his leg in fear, and rubbed his hand with his small face in fear, completely dependent.

"Brother, do you really want to leave?" The little child raised his head and stared at Fu Yan's face, his pitiful tone and eyes seemed to be questioning him, trying to keep Fu Yan.

This is an extremely contradictory feeling. It is clear that there is no one around, but it can be seen in the image printed by the mirror. Fu Yan's hands are trembling, but he doesn't know that it is the hands and feet of the mirror.

It's just that he knew it clearly, but he couldn't leave his eyes from the mirror no matter what. He watched the child cry with redness and grievance, and watched him change from sobbing to howling. The voice that clearly didn't exist seemed to wear The mirror turned into reality in his ear, tearing at his sanity.

Fu Yan closed his eyes in embarrassment, and dared not open them until the mirror turned around. Even so, his eye sockets were still slightly red, and when he met Gu Wensheng who was looking over worriedly, Fu Yan looked away in shame.

He is shaking.

"What's going on now?" Meng Jiasheng asked.

Fu Yan found that he could hear Meng Jiasheng's voice, and the invisible barrier blocked their bodies but did not keep the voice out.

"This barrier can only be opened if all editors who have entered the game world appear here, but obviously you cannot complete the requirements."

The voice came from the center, and the strange woman spoke in an extremely gentle voice, stating the desperate facts. Fu Yan already hated the voice of the mirror to the extreme.

Everyone needs to be here, only Song Yu is missing now.

Fu Yan thought that everyone who appeared here should have experienced a difficult choice, and the young man who has always been careless has not been able to resist the temptation this time?

He didn't know, they could only wait.

The mirror turned to Gu Wensheng, and he didn't avoid his gaze, watching the rain-soaked cat behind him in the mirror pulling his trouser legs, bleeding from his paws and teeth.

"Is it really what you said?" Gu Wensheng asked, "Then what are you afraid of?"

Gu Wensheng's question silenced the mirror for a moment: "I'm not afraid."

Gu Wensheng sneered: "Then you still use such a low-level method? It's time for Song Yu to arrive."

What the mirror said seemed to be the requirement to clear the level, but its never-ending temptation made Gu Wensheng have other guesses, for example, it very much hoped that at this time someone would turn around and obey the desire in his heart.

All eyes fell on the mirror in the center, waiting for it to speak.

The mirror replied calmly: "This is just my little suggestion to you. Waiting in vain will only hurt yourselves. Your teammates will not come again. You can choose to go back or re-enter the third world and wait for the next time. Try, but you need to pay the price of clearing the points."

No one made a sound, it repeated it again, and realized that these people seemed to take him as a joke, and gradually became annoyed.

But Jing Jing and Fu Yan were separated in two spaces, and the other party's anger was not painful to them.

The long silence was ended by Gu Wensheng's contemptuous laugh.

A figure appeared on the only asphalt road where no one was standing. Song Yu swayed and bumped into the invisible barrier, covering his forehead in pain, only to find seven other people staring at him.

"Are you waiting for me?" Maybe it was because of the pain, his eyes were red, and he smiled awkwardly at everyone, "I have something delayed, and I kept you waiting for a long time."

The mirror that kept saying that your teammates would not come again went out, and everyone knew it must be afraid of something.

And a few seconds after Song Yu walked to the end of the road, the barrier that blocked everyone disappeared, black mist rolled down from the huge mirror in the center, and the thick and heavy mist condensed into a mirror in front of everyone , everyone walked in tacitly, leaving the mirror's unwilling roar outside.

Fu Yan opened his eyes, Gu Wensheng was beside him, they walked through different mirrors and came to the same place.

As if under the starry sky, Fu Yan looked up and could see dense dots of light, bright or dim, floating slowly, beautiful scenery.

"What's that?" Song Qingman stared at the moving stars above her head, but the star she was staring at fell down and slowly approached the crowd.

"This is?" The white light was gentle and soft. Fu Yan and the others discovered that these were not stars, but balls of light. Each photosphere is a different world.

Fu Yan saw a man in one of the balls of light lying on his back on the ground with a big hole in his chest. Countless people ran past him frantically. No one tried to save his life. As his breathing became weak , the light of this point of light also gradually converges, and finally presents a dead gray black, broken into countless powders, half floating in the air, and half melting into the nearest light sphere, and at the same moment of its annihilation, Another point of light is born from the void, and the story inside begins again from the beginning.

Those light spots wandering in the sky are connected by silk-like slender light, and then separated in the next moment, either the light becomes brighter, or it is directly annihilated.

The cycle of life and death repeats between these spheres of light, and death and rebirth are only a moment.

"Is this the editor?" someone whispered between them.

After they realized this, more and more points of light flooded towards them.

Fu Yan even saw Mrs. Hong whom he had seen before. In one spot of light, she was just an ordinary girl, living her life day after day, while in another spot of light, she was wearing red silk. Towel, leading the terrifying beast through the dark corridors, two completely different people.

"We capture the souls of the dead, bring them back to life, and continue to enjoy life. I saved you." The mirror quietly appeared behind Fu Yan and the others, trying to suppress their boundless thoughts with a majestic voice.

"You call those game worlds life?" Fu Yan asked.

In just a few minutes, he has seen many thin threads of light extending from the world of Mrs. Red, half broken, half brighter, and such scenes happen all the time in this world.

"If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago!" The mirror retorted unceremoniously, "You will die in the tunnel! And you will die on the hospital bed!"

The mirror pointed at the eight people present, pointing out their causes of death one by one, as if this would prove what he said.

The light spots all over the sky were floating in mid-air, but for some reason Fu Yan's eyes fell on one of them, it was a bright enough light spot, even among the many white lights, he could easily catch his eyes, for some reason, Fu Yan had the feeling that he seemed to have found his own spot of light.

His mind was all tied up by that ray of light, Gu Wensheng followed his line of sight and found that ray of light that belonged to him.

The same goes for the rest of the people.

Among the white light all over the sky, only those eight light spots were the brightest. They seemed to be falling heavily, slowly approaching Fu Yan and the others.

They didn't feel the slightest sense of threat, but as they approached, the mirror became more and more panicked. It promised conditions that it had never mentioned before, trying to get Fu Yan and the others to leave as soon as possible.

But the situation has reached the point where no one cares about it.

The ray of light fell into the palm of Fu Yan under Fu Yan's gaze. The warmth spread from the palm, and the chill on his body was dispelled. The body rushed out, and another hand emerged from his palm.

Fu Yan was taken aback, it was his shadow.

The hazy light and shadow shattered, and countless fragments mixed with light spots merged into his body. Before Fu Yan realized what happened, he fell into a coma, and there was only a crisp cracking sound in his ear.

When Fu Yan regained consciousness, he was still standing where he was just now, but the starlight above his head had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a mirror.

Standing beside him, Gu Wensheng seemed to have been awake for a long time, only frowning and looking at the mirror in front of him.

Fu Yan just wanted to ask what happened, but he suddenly realized that there were some more memories in his mind. After flipping through them briefly, he realized that these memories all came from his shadow. In addition, there were many strange memories, just like the The consciousness of several people was mixed in his body.

"Are you all awake?"

The smooth surface of the mirror floating in mid-air rippled like water waves, and a gentle man's voice came out at the same time.

"I will not evade the responsibilities I should bear. You don't need to worry, and I am very grateful that you can let us discover the problems here."

Gu Wensheng: "Question?"

For some reason, Fu Yan felt that the mirror in front of him seemed to be no longer the mirror he had seen before, and they were completely different.

"Number 61 seized and imprisoned human souls without authorization, and they have been destroyed. As the person who exposed all this, you can make a request." The voice continued.

Fu Yan and the others took some time to sort out the clues and figure out the truth of the matter.

In their eyes, a mirror is a mirror, but in fact, a mirror is more than just a mirror.

When you look in the mirror, there is one you outside the mirror, one you inside the mirror, and two people inside and outside, one dies and the other lives. They call this death and life reincarnation.

The so-called third world is just the world of the mirror numbered 61. It divides a person's soul into three parts without telling everyone, so that they can live different lives in different worlds. It favors pain in a different way. I love to watch other people's pain.

The mirror establishes a completely different cycle of reincarnation, imprisoning people in the pain of death forever.

"Why can it be discovered now?"

The voice replied leisurely: "Only the dead need reincarnation, the living don't."

"It can limit the consciousness of those people, but some rules can never be avoided. We can see the radiance of a complete soul, which cannot be covered up."

"And therefore, this is your credit for getting to this point."

"Then are we dead or alive now?"

"I'm still alive, I just lost consciousness, and I'll be fine when you go back. Make your wishes, and I'll take you back," said the mirror.

Meng Jiasheng looked up at it: "Will my wife still remember me?"

"As long as you think about it, she will remember you."

"Is everything okay?" Gu Wensheng asked.

"Of course, as much as I can."

Gu Wensheng smiled slightly, and took Fu Yan's hand.

***

In the ward of a certain hospital, a little boy was lying on the bedside and drowsy. He was a little tired, but he kept his eyelids open and refused to close because he wanted to take care of his brother.

Until the finger of the young man on the bed moved suddenly, he almost thought he had misread it, but the next moment he rushed out excitedly, his brother who had been in a coma for more than a year seemed to be waking up.

When Fu Yan really opened his eyes, beside the bed was Fu Yang with tears in his eyes. He turned his head and saw the tall man who was pushing the door to enter, with a long-lost smile on his face.

Nice to see you again, Gu Wensheng.

Please advise me for the rest of my life.

The author has something to say:

This book was written a bit hastily, but it is really over!

Send red envelopes for the comments in this chapter, and then the little cuties go to see my pre-collection "Do you think I care about you", go!

Murphy recently read a novel "Across the World", in which the beautiful holy son Conan Murphy, who was so mysterious at the beginning, attracted a total of 800 million girl fans.

As a result, his brain was flooded to death in the later stage, which made all the brainless fans couldn't help but raise their butcher knives. Murphy was the one who killed the most ruthlessly...

At this moment, Conan Murphy, the high-profile son of the Radiance Empire, is thinking about life.

One second, he was pleased with his [-]-word negative score long comment, and the next second he opened his eyes and appeared in the hall to pray with the believers.

Feeling his posture at the moment, Murphy, who almost thought he was passing through to do yoga, had a blank face: Oh, the situation is not good.

According to the original plot, this beautiful but powerless holy son will become a strong backing for the protagonist, and then went to meet his light god without even taking a slap from the dark god...

Will Murphy let something like this happen?

of course not!

Murphy, who made up his mind to be passive and avoid the world, drove the visiting protagonist out of the door, while preparing to go back and practice hard to save his own life.

Wait, who's going to tell him why the Dark God is in his bed? ? ?

The silver-haired man smiled charmingly: Baby, how would you practice without me?

Murphy: No, I don't want to practice at all!

Then Master Shengzi practiced happily.

I hope the little cuties will give a collection!