Daughter-in-law

Chapter 377 Mirror
After being ridden by me for a while, the old Taoist almost fell apart, and he crawled on the ground for a long time before he got up.

"Boss, where the hell is this?" Looking at the layers of mirrors around him, the old man shrank his neck and asked me.

I didn't speak, just frowned, this place should be the illusion created by that thing.

If you want to get out of here, there is only one way, and that is to break this illusion!

Thinking of this, I raised my hand without hesitation, and punched the mirror in front of me.

There was a muffled bang, and the mirror in front of me was not smashed by me, let alone broken, not even a crack appeared.

Instead, there was a piercing pain in my hand, which made me gasp involuntarily.

The old man gave me a strange look, but I ignored him, but stared at the mirror in front of me tightly.

Although I used a lot of strength just now, my hand didn't hurt that much, that is to say, the pain was not caused by the mirror's shock, but because of some weird power on the mirror!

When I hit the mirror with my fist, the force on the mirror counterattacked naturally, which is why my hand hurts so much.

I looked at the mirror in front of me, and I could feel that the power coming from the mirror was weird.

It wasn't a sinister force, but had an upright aura instead.

Of course, the mirror in front of him is not the real body, but the phantom of a powerful magic weapon.

This shocked me even more. A magic weapon actually has this kind of power, and it can create an illusion to trap me in it, which is simply beyond my imagination.

And the power on the mirror makes me feel a little familiar, it seems to be the breath only of Buddhism.

The strength of the winning hook in his body obviously felt this breath, and he began to feel a little restless.

Back then, Yinggou was cast out of the underworld by the Ksitigarbha King, and the body was divided by the Ksitigarbha King, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul to escape, so Yinggou is extremely sensitive to the breath of Buddhism.

I took a deep breath, mobilized the little winning power in my body, and once again blasted towards the mirror with all my strength.

With a punch down, layers of ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror like the surface of water, and the next moment, a pure and incomparably pure Buddhist golden light flashed on it.

A powerful and pure Buddhist aura swept towards me, making me fly straight up, and then smashed towards the back.

The old guy was standing behind me. After being ridden by me for so long, his old waist was almost broken, and now he kept twisting his waist to relieve the pain.

"My boss!"

Seeing me flying upside down, the old man had no time to dodge, so he just yelled.

The next moment I hit him directly, smashing him to the ground heavily.

The poor old man was directly smashed to the ground and turned into a human mat.

It's just that this guy is not qualified as a meat pad, because he is too thin, and the bones in his body hurt me all over.

Of course, the pain in my whole body is not all caused by the old bones of the old Daoist, but more because of the mirror.

The power on that mirror is really strong!
I got up on the ground, and the poor old man also struggled to stand up, humming incessantly.

The old Daoist is really miserable now, his old bones are about to fall apart.

But I didn't have time to comfort him, but stared at the mirror closely.

There is something odd about this mirror.

When I hit the first punch just now, although the mirror also responded, but the reaction was not great, but after the second punch, after I used the power of the winning hook, the anti-shock force on the mirror was completely different from the first time And language.

What exactly is going on?

Could it be that the greater the force used, the greater the rebounding force of the mirror?
I suffered two losses, especially the last one, which made me feel uncomfortable all over, so I looked at the old man.

Sensing my gaze, the old man who sensed something was wrong looked at me pitifully and swallowed.

"Old boss, don't look at me like that, I'm afraid." The old man said in a low voice.

"Old Daoist, go punch that mirror." I said to him.

Hearing my words, the experienced facial features all squeezed together.

He's not a fool, he saw all the consequences of my hitting the mirror just now, how dare he go.

"Boss, let me go, my old bones really can't stand the toss." The old man smiled wryly at me while supporting his waist.

"Go and try it, just try it." I ignored the old man's complaints and continued.

This time the old man had no choice but to go to the front, stretched out his hand, and tapped lightly on the mirror.

Seeing his appearance, my nose was almost crooked, because that guy was not smashing the mirror at all, but tickling it.

"Strength, use all your strength, don't be afraid, I will follow you behind." I said to him a little annoyed.

Hearing my words, the old man smiled wryly again, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and threw it down on the mirror.

This time the guy used his strength, and it was obvious that the originally calm mirror shook slightly, and there were layers of ripples on it.

It's just that this punch is completely different from mine. There is no golden light shining from the mirror, and the old Taoist didn't fly up, but stood still.

The old man originally thought that he would be thrown out by the mirror just like I was just now, but nothing happened now, which surprised the old man who was already mentally prepared, and turned his head to look at me in bewilderment.

"Are you okay?" I asked the old man.

Hearing my words, the old man shook his head, as if he couldn't figure out how I could fly just now, but he was fine.

I walked over and looked at the mirror, frowning involuntarily.

After a while, an idea came to my mind.

The mirror reacted to me just now, probably because I used the power of winning the hook.

In other words, it was because the power of the winning hook stimulated the mirror that I was knocked into the air.

And the old man is just an ordinary person, so the mirror doesn't respond to him at all.

Thinking of this, I punched the mirror again. Of course, this time I didn't use the power of the winning hook.

Sure enough, as I expected, apart from the slight pain in my fist, the mirror didn't have any strong reaction.

I took a deep breath and knew I was right.

The real body of this mirror is obviously a magic weapon of Buddhism, and the power of Yinggou in my body is evil in its view, so the mirror will react.

So if you use decent spells, can you break the illusion of this mirror and walk out?

Thinking of this, I took out a talisman paper from my pocket without hesitation, it was the old-fashioned Pure Yang Breaking Sha Talisman, and then threw it towards the mirror!

I'm sorry, there is no fifth update today, I really can't write, my hands hurt all day today, I can't sit still, this chapter was written by force, tomorrow, tomorrow I will definitely have a fifth update. ,
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