Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 239 The Mirror of Hell
The mountains and plains are vast, and the small building falls here. Lin Qian followed the fork and got on the road. The road surface is not clean, but it is also dirty, at least there is not much yellow mud.

The motorcycle carrying passengers was driving on the highway. Lin Qian stood by the roadside, his eyes slightly squinted. In his field of vision, an old bus slowly passed by, and the cold headlights shone in front of him.

He knew this car, the supernatural bus. Looking at the bus driving in the illusion, Lin Qian also understood at this moment that the other side of Tianshui Village was a supernatural land.

"It's a little troublesome, but this time is also an opportunity. If the other side of Tianshui Village is a ghost land, then as long as you go in by yourself, you can basically eat a large group of ghosts."

"As long as I don't commit suicide and destroy the oppression of my predecessors, then I can do whatever I want."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, recalling the address on the red letter, and according to the locals, he knew which team he was currently in.

And the seventh team he was going to can be seen as long as he walked along the road, and it wouldn't take long.

Looking at this winding road, there are forests and bamboo gardens on both sides, a river ditch passes under the road, and the cliff ends at the end.

Seeing all this, Lin Qian thought in her heart:

"You can't waste too much time here, go there as soon as possible, if you can enter another Tianshui village, then go in and have a look, if you can't forget it."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian didn't hesitate, his body flashed blue and red, Lin Qian and Ke Ke disappeared in place in an instant, and a blue mark flashed towards the front of the road.

On the dark sky, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, and the sun is shrouded in dark clouds, and it is still unable to break through this layer of cover.

In front of an old old house, there was a flash of blue and red, and Lin Qian holding a red umbrella appeared in front of the old house.

"Is this the destination of the letter?"

Lin Qian looked at this dilapidated two-story building with solemn eyes. Around it, Lin Qian didn't see any ghosts, nor did he find anything unusual.

As if this is just an old house that has been around for a long time, the old house is very dilapidated, the gate has been broken, the ground is covered with dust, and a decaying smell surrounds the nostrils.

Lin Qian frowned, this place looks too ordinary, and sometimes ordinary is the biggest abnormality, especially in this kind of place.

Looking at this ordinary old house, Lin Qian's eyes flickered. After hesitating for a while, he walked in. He had to deliver today's letter, and the existence here could not be released.

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The door was pushed open, and a burst of dust was stirred up. Lin Qian waved his hand to disperse the floating dust.

The style of the old house is a bit strange, a bit like European style, and a bit like the style of the Republic of China period.

"Central European mix?"

Lin Qian frowned, looked around, and found that it was indeed different from the style of the Republic of China in his impression, and it looked very strange.

Lin Qian looked up, and saw that the ceiling of the old house had been cracked, and several cracks were spreading.

The surroundings were dim, and the ground had accumulated a thick layer of dust, and one could clearly leave a footprint when walking on it.

There are not many rooms on the first floor, only two or three. The doors of these rooms have been collapsed and weathered.

Lin Qian looked at this scene and didn't pay attention to these rooms. It was normal inside and there were no ghosts.

On the side of the first floor, there was an old winding staircase. The handrails of the stairs had long been corroded by the years and became dilapidated. Lin Qian walked towards the stairs.

The cracked floor looks like it might break at any moment, Lin Qian doesn't care about it, he is now in the ghost land of the red umbrella, basically no footprints will be left when he touches these things, and he doesn't have to worry that he will Stomp those floors off.

The thing he was looking for should be on the second floor. He could feel that there was something weird and ominous on the second floor.

Walking up to the second floor, Lin Qian stopped at the stairs, and there was only one room in sight, a room made entirely of green bricks. There was no keyhole in the door of the room, and it was directly welded to death.

Lin Qian's eyes flickered, the ghost domain could not invade this room, something blocked his ghost domain.

"A room made of gold? What's in it?"

Lin Qian walked to the door of the room, stretched out his hand to lightly touch the blue brick on it, and a cold feeling appeared in his hand.

Stretching out his hand and pinching it hard, the bluestone shattered, and a piece of golden yellow came into view. It was exactly what he thought, it was gold.

Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and tapped lightly, his voice was very dull, and the thickness of the voice was not low.

"It's a bit troublesome. What is in such a thick gold?"

Lin Qian stared at this ordinary-looking room, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

If you want to send a letter, you must open the door of the room, but the existence inside makes Lin Qian feel a little headache, and he rushes in without knowing the situation, and he is also a little flustered.

Lin Qian looked at this room hesitantly, a little silent, the things I encountered today were very strange, basically all the ghosts along the way, living people and ghosts formed a mirror image, and those who used corpses to grow vegetables on the roof people.

Today, Tianshui Town is so weird that it is unimaginable. If it is said that it was done by people from the Republic of China period, Lin Qian would not believe it.

In the dim corridor, Lin Qian stood in front of the room, the red light in his eyes was flickering. He didn't know what was in this room, but he knew that this room might be the source of Tianshui Village, or it might be the entrance to the mirror world. Entrance.

These two guesses are not good news, Lin Qian let out a sigh of relief, reached out to take off the ghost glasses, Ke Ke reached out to take the ghost glasses and put them on her face.

Lin Qian rubbed Ke Ke's head, her blood-red pupils looked extraordinarily strange in the dark.

"Go in and have a look, it's useless to hide."

Thinking of this, Lin Qian directly inserted his hand into the gold. The gold is not hard, so Lin Qian easily left five finger holes on it.

Looking inside from the five small holes, nothing can be seen inside, Lin Qian is not surprised, his body is green and red, and the ghost domain spreads along the five small holes.

Just in an instant, Lin Qian disappeared in place, entered this room, entered the room, Lin Qian's pupils shrank slightly.

There is nothing in the room, it is very empty, there is only a black mirror in the corner of the room.

The mirror surface of the mirror is dark, the frame is made of old pagoda tree, and a simple small character is carved on each side of the frame, which is carved in small seal.

There is a word "Yang" engraved on the mirror frame on the left, and the word "Yin" on the right. Lin Qian looked at this mirror with solemn eyes. He guessed right, the things in this room are the source of Tianshui Village.

This mirror is the entrance to another Tianshui village. Lin Qian's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a while, seeing that there was no movement in the mirror, he walked towards the mirror.

When I came to the mirror, a sense of depression came from the darkness in the mirror, and coldness and horror were growing.

Lin Qian breathed out a breath of cold air, and took out the red letter from his pocket, but the moment Lin Qian took out the red letter, a big blood-red hand suddenly stretched out from the mirror.

He grabbed Lin Qian's arm and pulled it towards the mirror. Lin Qian's expression changed suddenly, his eyes were filled with disbelief:

"What the hell, suppressed the starving ghost in an instant, and didn't even have a chance to restart!"

Before Lin Qian could figure out what was going on, he was pulled into the mirror. The darkness rolled over, and the room was even more gloom. An old man appeared outside the door of the room, staring at the finger hole that Lin Qian inserted. , shook his head, didn't say anything, just filled the five small holes silently.

In the dark rooms, Lin Qian opened his eyes suddenly, full of horror:
"What level of ghost, almost suppressed the starving ghost directly."

"Little guy, what are you doing? Why don't you hurry away from the mirror?"

An old voice sounded in Lin Qian's ear, Lin Qian was startled suddenly, turned his head and looked over, it was at this time that Lin Qian noticed the situation here.

He is currently in a room, the layout of the room is very retro, a bed made of mahogany is next to the wall, and there is a table not far away.

An old man with white hair and a slightly hunchback was sitting at the table, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Lin Qian stared at the old man, then turned his head to look behind him. There was a mirror hanging there. The mirror surface was smooth and delicate, and the frame was very new. It looked no different from the one just made.

"Little guy, don't look at it. If you want to go out, you have to take a car. You can't get out from here."

The white-haired old man looked at Lin Qian, noticed Lin Qian's gaze, and said with a smile.

Lin Qian's eyes flashed red, he moved slightly, left the mirror, stared at this strange old man, and was silent for a long time before asking:
"Are you the recipient this time?"

"Ah, it's me. You are the fastest courier I've ever seen. You arrived two days ahead of schedule. I'm not dead yet."

The old man stared at Lin Qian with a smile, his cloudy eyes showed no expression.

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Qian's eyes twitched:

"You dragged me in just now?"

"Well, it's me. You kid is not weak, but the ghosts on your body are ridiculously strong. If it weren't for my body, I might let you run away."

The old man is sincere, he has no intention of hiding anything, and he admits it openly.

Seeing the old man admitting so straightforwardly, Lin Qian didn't know what to say, and looked at the old man for a while, not knowing what to do.

Fighting, it must be enough, running, it is possible, but he has not figured out what is going on here, if he runs, there may be some variables.

I didn't hear what the old man said just now, do I need to take a car to leave here? Lin Qian probably knows what kind of car to take.

"What the hell did you bring me into this place for?" Lin Qian asked after a long silence.

Hearing Lin Qian's question, the old man laughed. He took out a red umbrella from under the table and threw it to Lin Qian. Lin Qian immediately reached out to take it. It was originally his.

"I don't do anything, I just want to see the strength of young people in this era. Now that I see it, although I am a little disappointed, it is not bad overall."

The old man sat up, with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the door, beckoning to Lin Qian as he walked, beckoning him to follow.

Lin Qian slightly hesitated, but looking at the red umbrella in his hand and the strength of the old man, Lin Qian silently followed the old man, not for any other reason, but because he couldn't beat him.

The old man pushed open the door of the room, and what he saw was a dark sky. Lin Qian looked at the sky, and he had already determined where this place was in his heart.

Following the old man out of the room, there was a street outside, an empty street, and black shadows stood in the shops on both sides of the street like this, motionless.

The layout of the street was exactly the same as Tianshui Town in reality. Lin Qian looked back, and the room he walked out before had disappeared, replaced by a shop, and there was also a ghost standing inside.

"Little guy, do you know where this is?"

The old man suddenly asked a rather strange question.

Lin Qian looked back at the old man, but the old man did not look back, and walked slowly on the street. Lin Qian thought for a while, then shook his head:

"do not know."

The old man was not disappointed when he heard Lin Qian's answer. He turned to look at the little guy walking beside him, smiled and said:
"It's normal not to know. It's a ghost for a young man like you to know. The inheritance has been broken since the Republic of China. It's normal not to know."

The old man's voice was very old, with a bit of regret in his tone.

"Does the little guy know about the eighteen layers of hell?"

"know."

Hearing the old man's question, Lin Qian just said calmly that he knew.

The old man nodded, and led Lin Qian onto a bridge. This bridge, which Lin Qian knew, was the Tianshui Bridge in reality. Except that this bridge was older than the real one, the rest could be described as Exactly the same, exactly.

Walking on the bridge, the Tianshui River is under the bridge, but this is different from the Tianshui River in reality. The Tianshui River in reality is very shallow, and the riverbed can be seen at a glance at the shallowest place.

But here is different, the river is as black as ink, bottomless, Lin Qian looked into the depths of the river, he could see the shadow of a big fish looming in it, and occasionally he could hear the sound of chains colliding with each other.

There was a red light in Lin Qian's eyes, and he was always vigilant in his heart. He couldn't do anything about it.

I didn't feel it outside, but now that I was inside, the coldness and terror rushed towards my face. Just standing on the bridge, Lin Qian felt that he was in the mouth of the abyss.

Walking on the bridge, the old man did not walk forward, but stood on the bridge with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the river, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

The dark wind blowing from the river blew across the old man's face, and his snow-white hair fell behind him.

Lin Qian's windbreaker was no longer black at this moment, but turned blood red, and half of the "Happy" character on the windbreaker seemed strange and inexplicable.

Coco huddled in Lin Qian's arms, staring straight at the river, to be precise, at the ghost fish in the river, and swallowed from time to time.

From the beginning to the end, the old man never looked at Ke Ke, not even from the corner of his eye. Lin Qian didn't care about it. He never figured out the secrets about Ke Ke, and he also asked people in the Republic of China period.

A few of them avoided talking about them one by one, no matter how they asked, they were unwilling to say anything.

"Eighteen levels of hell, tongue pulled out, scissors, iron tree, evil mirror, steamer, copper pillar, mountain of knives, iceberg, oil pan, bull pit, stone pressure, mortar, pool of blood, death in vain, punishment with a hammer, volcano, stone mill, Knives and saws represent [-] kinds of evils in the legend, that is, [-] kinds of torture."

"Actually, this is just farting. The eighteen levels of hell are actually just eighteen supernatural beings, that is, supernatural places."

The old man turned his head to look at Lin Qian with a smile, and said abruptly.

"In the era of the predecessors, that is, my era, eighteen levels of hell existed, but it was not the eighteen levels of hell in myths and legends, but ghosts or artifacts."

"At that time, we almost died because of this horrible existence, but we were very lucky. There is a saying that is very good. In troubled times, there will be people who are invincible."

"Uh, according to what you say, it's a genius. Anyway, the meaning is the same. In that era, there were existences that controlled complete ghosts."

"Their appearance brings vitality to future generations, that is, the opportunity to survive."

"They shattered the eighteen layers of hell, used their laws to form spiritual places, and dismembered countless ghosts, and imprisoned them, causing them to fall into an endless loop."

"This is basically the origin of the land of spirits, and the place where you and I are is also a hell named evil mirror hell."

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Lin Qian, his eyes were full of sighs, and Lin Qian's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this secret.

Lin Qian stared at the river with red light in his eyes, and he kept digesting the words of the old man in his heart.

Seeing Lin Qian's silent appearance, the old man didn't care, and continued to say:
"However, my evil mirror hell is not complete. It has also been shattered, and it has been divided into three parts, that is, three ghost mirrors."

"These three ghost mirrors have been used to imprison ghosts from the past until now. The three ghost mirrors communicate with each other, but they will not be connected."

"And I controlled a ghost mirror, so I cut off the communication with the other two ghost mirrors. After all, the things I imprisoned here can't be released, and I can't let them go to the other two ghost mirrors."

The old man looked at the slightly rippling river, his eyes were a little dazed, and he turned to look at Lin Qian:

"Little guy, do you know why the post office delivered the letter?"

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Qian silently shook his head:

"I don't know, I just think the letter from the post office is here to suppress you."

"Huh? Suppress me? Just rely on this broken letter?" The old man looked at Lin Qian suspiciously.

Lin Qian: ...

Lin Qian is a little numb now, he feels that the more he listens to the old man, the more he feels that he can't handle the old man.

Seeing that Lin Qian didn't speak, the old man didn't care, he shook his head and said:
"Suppress to the point that it's not about suppressing me, but suppressing a ghost."

"Li Gui? Are you serious?" Lin Qian turned his head and looked at the old man in amazement, a little confused. What kind of Li Gui needs to be suppressed with a letter?

According to the old man's strength, even a letter can handle the ghosts that he can't deal with?

"Well, it's a ghost, a ghost that entered the ghost mirror not long ago, this ghost is very weird, because I control a ghost mirror, it can't enter me."

"Instead, I entered the other two ghost mirrors. I didn't care about it at first. After all, the ghost mirrors were originally used to imprison ghosts. It turned out that I was wrong."

"It only took less than a month for this ghost to eat up the ghosts in the two ghost mirrors, or it shouldn't be eaten. This ghost seems to use all the ghosts that are less terrifying than it as puzzle pieces."

"As long as you are suppressed by this ghost, you will instantly become its puzzle, without exception."

"And all the ghosts that became the jigsaw puzzle of this ghost almost fell into a strange silence, seemingly unable to recover, similar to a crash. This is a ghost that I have never seen before, very weird."

Lin Qian looked at the old man, fell silent, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, why did he feel that this ghost was a little familiar.

(End of this chapter)