he came from the mirror

Regardless of his resistance, Tang Yu resolutely turned the young man into a chicken coop: "Oh, did you think I was angry just now?"

Fang Ziming kicked him, and said unnaturally: "I didn't, I wish to piss you off, go away and don't touch my hair!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, and I won't move your hair." Tang Yu took a step back, stared at him and laughed, and said to himself, "You're so cute, you still feel embarrassed. "

His voice was too low for Fang Ziming to hear clearly, but it didn't prevent him from being shocked by the opponent: "Hey, don't stare at me like that, people who don't know think you are my grandfather Woolen cloth."

Tang Yu then withdrew his fatherly loving gaze.

"Put this matter aside for now, let's talk about it later." Holding Fang Ziming's shoulders, he firmly pushed him into the bed: "Go to bed now, immediately, immediately, do you understand? "

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming: "Yes."

The young man no longer objected, he followed the opponent's strength and fell into the warm quilt, a deep tiredness invaded his limbs and bones, Fang Ziming lowered his eyelids and said: "Those shadow ghosts..."

"I'll check." Tang Yu covered his eyes with one hand and whispered, "Go to sleep."

The last trace of worry disappeared, Fang Ziming closed his eyes, and let himself fall into a deep sleep.

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It was night when I woke up again, the lights in the bedroom were not turned on, only a few faint rays of light came in from the window, vaguely illuminating the outline of the furniture in the house.

Fang Ziming stretched his hands and feet, and slowly stretched on the bed.

After this sleep, the exhaustion of mental exhaustion was quickly eliminated. He pushed away the quilt on his body and sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling that all the bones in his body were sleepy.

The first thing Fang Ziming did when he woke up was to fill every corner of the bedroom with the power of the domain. After a carpet search, he finally found the space crack that could allow one person to pass through on the right door of the closet at the end of the bed.

The gate of Mirror Realm 102 has been locked by him, presumably Shadow Ghost should not be able to break in easily, this crack is still safe for the time being.

Withdrawing his gaze from the wardrobe, the young man thought to himself: It seems that the power of the domain can be used in the real world.

Then, he held out his hand and started the second round of trying after waking up.

In a few seconds, a miniature wormhole quickly took shape. It was only half the size of a fist, and had no other color except dark black stools. The miniature wormhole just quietly floated above Fang Ziming's palm, almost on the verge of collapsing. The dark bedroom blends in.

Fang Ziming looked down at the little thing in his palm, and thought silently: It's okay, but the strength has been weakened a lot.Maybe it's because...it's not the world in the mirror (home field advantage)?

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, and the warm white light from the living room suddenly shone in. Fang Ziming raised his other hand to cover his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a tall figure standing there, He is also betting his gaze in his direction.

From the time he woke up and opened his eyes until he used his superpower, he hadn't spoken aloud. Only when he sat up, there was a slight, negligible rustling sound from the friction between the clothes and the bedding, but he was still held by someone in the living room. people clearly captured.

Of course, it is also possible that he sensed that he used superpowers.

Fang Ziming saw Tang Yu leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed like a boneless one with a cigarette in his mouth.He was still wearing a black vest and camouflage pants, behind him was a warm white light, which circled the man in a circle, vaguely depicting his muscular arms and long straight and strong legs.

Inexplicably, a word flashed through Fang Ziming's mind - sexy.

The man exhaled smoke rings, looked at him, then at the miniature wormhole in the young man's palm, and said lazily, "Are you awake?"

Fang Ziming came back to his senses, put his five fingers together, and gently put away the wormhole: "Yes."

"Then come out." Tang Yu waved at him: "The takeaway I ordered just arrived not long ago, so you should come over to eat together."

It's okay if you don't say it, Fang Ziming suddenly felt very hungry when he said that.

He covered his stomach, got out of bed and put on his shoes very consciously, followed Tang Yu's buttocks into the living room.

As soon as he left the bedroom, Fang Ziming immediately smelled the long-lost aroma of food. He was refreshed, walked across half of the living room, and sat down on a chair by the dining table.

The rectangular dining table was full of large and small takeaway lunch boxes. Fang Ziming held the bowls and chopsticks from left to right, and was amazed at the dazzling array of dishes on the table.

He said: "How many takeaways did you order? The portion is so big, I can't finish any of them."

"It's all finished." Tang Yu pointed to the coffee table next to the sofa: "How many other dishes are there? This table is too small, and it will be full after setting twenty or thirty dishes. You eat these first, and you will eat later We can go to the sofa and make another one."

Fang Ziming: "..." Are you a pig?Twenty or thirty dishes can already make people vomit, okay?

"Oh, I almost forgot something." Tang Yu slapped his forehead and pointed in the direction of the sofa: "When you were sleeping, the mobile phone on your body kept ringing, so I answered it for you. But later , that number keeps making harassing calls, it’s really annoying, so I’ll just turn it off for you.”

Fang Ziming asked, "You picked it up? Who is it?"

Tang Yu stubbed out the cigarette, picked up the bowl, and slurped the rice into his mouth: "He said it was your brother."

"My brother." Fang Ziming stuffed his mouthful of braised pork, and even the words he said were a little vague: "He is probably worried about me, what did you say?"

Tang Yu said casually: "I said I was your friend, and he asked me to report my family name, and asked me to report my ID number to him. It seemed that he wanted to know about the eighteen generations of my ancestors."

Fang Ziming waited for a while, and he continued to talk between his brows, so he could only continue to ask: "And then? How did you reply to him?"

Tang Yu: "I was annoyed, so I called him an idiot and hung up the phone."

Unexpectedly, it would end like this, Fang Ziming spit out the half-chewed meat back into the bowl with a puff.

He silently took out the meat and threw it into the trash can, saying, "I'd better call him back later."

Instead of mentioning his brother's phone number, Fang Ziming turned to ask about the one thing he is most concerned about right now.

"During the day, you said you were going to check for shadow ghosts around." He asked, "Did you find anything?"

Tang Yu nodded, and replied, "While you were sleeping, I checked this apartment and the neighborhoods outside, inside and out."

"There are valuable things in the house, but some decorations and furniture have been damaged to a certain extent." He said slowly: "In addition, I found a few footprints in the flower bed behind the building. Look at the ratio of the soles of the feet to the five fingers. , should not belong to ordinary human beings."

Fang Ziming put down the bowl and sighed: "Sure enough, it came out of the mirror world."

Tang Yu said: "But I haven't heard any strange rumors from the neighbors, and I can't find any hot topics or news reports about shadow ghosts on the Internet."

If there are traces to follow, he certainly hopes to get rid of those mutant species as soon as possible, but the most terrifying thing is now that he neither knows the whereabouts of the mutant species nor the specific number of "smuggled" species.This group of shadow ghosts seemed to be an untimely bomb that might detonate at any time, and they would explode collectively with a bang at any step.

Fang Ziming asked strangely: "Isn't it daytime when they come out? The target is so obvious, unless everyone is blinded collectively, how can they not be noticed."

"Yeah, so this is where the contradiction lies in the whole thing." Tang Yu solved a pot of Maoxuewang, threw the empty fast food box into the trash can, then put on the disposable gloves slowly, and started to move to the left hand side again The pot of spicy crayfish: "Two possibilities. One, there is a force with a hand that reaches the sky. Before the incident was fermented, it killed the threat in the cradle and severely suppressed the whole incident."

Fang Ziming stretched out his index finger and pointed upwards to the sky: "You mean ZF forces?"

Tang Yu: "Yes."

Fang Ziming frowned: "The possibility is too small. It is largely a coincidence that the shadow ghost came along the space crack. Unless someone in the real world can predict the future, it is too coincidental."

"Don't worry, there is a second possibility." Tang Yu peeled a shrimp to cover his mouth, and said, "The second possibility is that with the intelligence shown by the mutants, they probably did some harm to themselves. Disguise, and try to avoid contact with humans in the real world." If there is no face-to-face encounter, no one will notice this group of strange intruders.

"The black faceless monsters are more than two meters tall, and the number definitely exceeds single digits. How can they hide from everyone's sight in broad daylight? I don't really believe that shadow ghosts can do this." Fang Ziming subconsciously After chewing the food in his mouth twice, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, this crayfish tastes good, which store is it from?"

Tang Yu casually reported the name of the shop, and continued: "The IQ of the mutant species is quite high. It is not completely impossible to deliberately hide from people's eyes, and then quietly find a foothold to hide."

"Well, there is indeed such a possibility." Fang Ziming and he grabbed the mochi in the same basin, ate for a while, and then suddenly said: "Actually, there is a third situation."

Tang Yu: "Huh?"

Fang Ziming: "Maybe people in the real world can't see them at all?"

"Can't see?" The man quickly peeled the prawns, trying to eat a few more while Fang Ziming was talking, while continuing to lead him to chat: "Come on, tell me your thoughts in detail."

"Actually, I think the possibility of this conjecture is also very low. It's just an idea that came to me suddenly, and it probably can't stand up to scrutiny." Fang Ziming said: "But you and I are not ordinary people now. Subconsciousness is nothing more than ordinary people, but it still has a certain reference value for a person with superpowers."

"My intuition tells me that shadow ghosts... may not be visible to everyone."