Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 22 Ghost Mirror
The green brick building does not occupy a large area. To be on the safe side, Luo Yi and Zhang Wei walked around the small building.

More than [-] years of wind and rain, the appearance of dilapidated walls makes this small building look out of place in the urban buildings full of steel bars, especially this building has no windows except for a gate.

"There is no window. This was a cell before?"

Going around, Zhang Wei also found something strange.

"No, even places like cells and cellars need to be ventilated. There is no sunlight and no ventilation. Luo Yi, there won't be zombies with long braids in here!"

Zhang Wei's heart that had just settled down was a little beating again.

"Let's go, the outside is temporarily normal, let's go in and have a look!"

Luo Yi stretched out his palm and pushed it, and the lock on the door was torn off like chopsticks. Under the supernatural, except for gold, steel, iron, copper and wood were not much different.

"Good fellow, great master, what kind of palm technique is this? The iron lock is as hard as mud in front of it. Do you think those martial arts stories in ancient times are like this? Crack, Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

As he spoke, Zhang Wei clasped his arms around and gestured twice.

"maybe."

Luo Yi really didn't know this. Before he crossed over, the Buddha hadn't finished writing the mysterious recovery, but he pushed the appearance of ghosts to the Republic of China at the earliest, and he could only slowly explore by himself.

Stepping into the door, there is a musty and damp smell, the wall skin is peeling off, moss has grown on the ground, the inside of the room is messy, tables, chairs and benches are thrown together randomly, and an old-fashioned calendar with photos of Hong Kong and Taiwan actresses is hung on the wall. Next to it is a staircase leading upstairs.

This kind of barren and cold place, ordinary people would feel a little afraid even in broad daylight.

Luo Yi's ghost domain leaned out, and the first floor was unobstructed, without any abnormalities.

The reason why ghost masters who own the ghost domain are sought after is largely because the extension of the ghost domain allows people to investigate the situation without contact. When encountering danger, they can perceive danger in advance and retreat quickly, which can avoid Drop a lot of crises.

"Go upstairs."

"Master, it's just the two of us, isn't it a little weak? How about I call some more bodyguards, or call Yang Jian, in case you can't stand it anymore, and Yang Jian If I can stand up for a while, I can also run away in time, right?" Zhang Wei said with a guilty conscience.

"What's the use of bodyguards? They can't deal with ghosts, and if something happens, you'll be killed at most, so as not to hurt others. As for Yang Jian, I can't stand it anymore. Do you think he will run slower than you?" Luo Yi rolled his eyes.

"What you said seems to make sense, but why do I feel like I'm going to get cold soon." Zhang Wei said.

"You're already getting cold." Luo Yi said.

Luo Yi remembered that Zhang Wei was beaten to death once in the original book. Although he couldn't remember the reason, it was probably caused by Yang Jian.

"Would you like to go? If you don't, I'll leave you alone." Luo Yi asked impatiently, chattering.

"Walk, walk, whoever doesn't want to visit his grandson."

Zhang Wei picked up a wooden stick to strengthen his courage, and hurriedly followed Luo Yi, shrinking his neck and rolling his eyes around.

The corridor on the second floor is dark and damp. Due to years of disrepair and the roof leaking, the ground is a little slippery, and the corridor gets darker as you go forward. If Luo Yi is not a ghost master, I am afraid that he will not be able to see clearly at this time.

After walking to the end, there is a blue brick wall, but there are three rooms beside the entire passage, and there are three doors.

The first one was a heavy iron door, like a fort during the war, with strong rivets on it. The door was covered with moss and rust, and the iron door didn't seem to think about opening it, even the open door handle. nothing.

Luo Yi pressed his palm against the wall and shook slightly, the wall dust fell everywhere, revealing a large piece of rust.

"I'm going, it's a copper wall, this is it," Zhang Wei said and knocked with a wooden stick, and there was a dull and heavy sound of "dong dong" on the wall, "No, I have to record it, this is a major archaeological project. After I found out, it will be named after me, Zhang Wei, Zhang Weiqiang." Zhang Wei took out his mobile phone from his crotch.

"Why do you hide your phone in your crotch?" Luo Yi was shocked.

"Hey, you broke into the door suddenly. I thought my dad found out that I was watching a small movie, so I just stuffed it in." Zhang Wei shrugged, expressing his helplessness.

"You are a fucking talent!" Luo Yi was speechless.

"Stop talking, I have to quickly record the iron wall in front of me." Zhang Wei turned on his phone and started taking pictures.

"It's not an iron wall, you see."

As Luo Yi spoke, he clasped the edge of the iron sheet with his hands and tore it off forcefully, revealing the bright golden color underneath.

"Damn, awesome, this is gold."

Zhang Wei threw down the wooden stick and touched the exposed wall with his hand, "I don't believe that such a big side is covered with gold?" Zhang Wei opened his mouth wide and bit the corner with one bite, and a row of neat tooth marks appeared immediately .

"I'm making a lot of money now. I'll let my dad buy it tomorrow. This is the first gold in my life. Let him say that I'm ignorant. You know, he's still playing with mud at my age. , and I, Zhang Wei, have become a rich man."

"Don't be too happy. This should be gold-plated. Pure gold cannot bear the weight of the beam." Luo Yi poured cold water on him.

Luo Yi continued to walk forward, and the second door was a copper door, covered with copper rust, and also without a doorknob, it was extremely thick and blended into the surrounding walls, and the only way to open it was to smash the wall.

Luo Yi knocked, but there was no echo, which shows that the thickness of the copper door is unusual.

The third door is a wooden door. Inside is a deserted empty room, which is not much different from the downstairs. The difference from the original book is that there is no trace of being opened here. It seems that those construction workers did not put their minds here. .

Luo Yi opened the ghost domain, and after covering himself and Zhang Wei, he kicked open the door.

Gold was used on the outer walls to isolate the supernatural power. If you want to get in, you can only go in through the wooden door and cut open the wall.

There are no windows or ceilings, and all directions are covered with bluestone bricks, without any light inside.

Skipping the rotten furniture, Luo Yi suddenly saw a mirror in a corner of the room.

A changing mirror dressed in old oilcloth in the style of the Republic of China is as tall as a person.

The bracket of the mirror was stained with copper and rust. When the tarpaulin covered it was removed, the mirror surface was as brand new as before. Looking at it doesn't tell that the mirror is at least 100 years old.

"This is the ghost mirror. I don't know if it can reflect my face."

Luo Yi completely lifted the oilcloth, and stood in front of the mirror with burning eyes. As for Zhang Wei, he was naturally still studying his "Zhang Wei Wall".

After waiting for a while, the mirror was still clear and bright, and no trace of a human figure could be seen.

"Awei, come here!" Luo Yi waved.

"What's the matter, did you find the baby again?" Zhang Wei hurriedly approached.

"Look in the mirror, let me see if you are pretty." Luo Yi pressed him in front of the mirror.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zhang Wei saw a small black spot gradually enlarged from the center of the mirror, getting brighter and clearer, and after a few breaths, he could see a blurred portrait.

"Mom, hell, it's in here, it's in here."

"Don't move," Luo Yi pressed his shoulder, "This is a ghost mirror. When a person stands in front of it, he will gradually record everything about the person, such as physical characteristics, memory, consciousness, and behavior, just like the ghost mirror in the game. Archive, save the whole you at this moment, if the outside you accidentally die, a new you will come out from the inside."

"Isn't that equivalent to infinite resurrection, like a game crystal?" Zhang Wei said.

Luo Yi: "No, each person can only use it once, and every time a person is revived, a ghost will be released from the mirror."

"Is the resurrected me the real me?"

Luo Yi had thought about the question of Zhang Wei before. According to the world view of mysterious recovery, memory is the essence of a person, so the person resurrected from the mirror is indeed Zhang Wei, including Yang Jian who was resurrected after being hanged in the later period, but they After all, it is a product of the supernatural, and it is by no means as pure as a real person.

"Maybe, maybe not. This is a question of idealism. You can understand that the resurrected Zhang Wei is you, but you are not him. It's just that he has everything about you, which is no different from you now."

Zhang Wei seems to understand but not understand.

"Okay, don't think too much, just live well, even if the world ends tomorrow, you can stop eating today." Luo Yi covered the oilcloth again.

Zhang Wei's business is over, it's time to go to the ghost cabinet.

(End of this chapter)