Mortal Mirror

Ye Wanwan looked at Bai Su with some anxiety and said, "Where exactly did Second Dog Bro go? It's been seven days. What's going on with him? He didn't even participate in the strongest constable promotion competition. I don't know why, but I'm very worried."

Bai Su felt the same way, but she knew she had to calm down. So she comforted, "Wanwan, it's okay. Second Dog will be fine. Maybe... maybe he has some urgent matter to attend to."

Ye Wanwan shook her head and said, "But I can't think of any important things Second Dog Bro would have. If he really did, he would have told us in advance, right? It's just so sudden.

Could something have happened to him?"

"No, with his cultivation, he can at least run away if he can't win, right? If someone of that level were to deal with him, it would definitely cause a big commotion. Look, nothing major has happened in the city.

So, I think it's almost impossible."

Ye Wanwan also knew that she was just anxious, but at this time, Li Ergou's disappearance out of thin air was really puzzling.

Just when the two were a little anxious, a person in the distance, with a group of subordinates, swaggered towards them. When he saw Bai Su and Ye Wanwan, he said excitedly, "Both beauties are here. Where's my brother Li Ergou? I heard he didn't participate in the promotion competition that day. What was it for? What a pity.

I've been too busy these past few days, and I only made time today to come and see what's going on."

This person was none other than Cao Tiezhu.

When Bai Su saw him, she couldn't help but say, "Cao Tiezhu, you've come at the right time. Ergou has been missing for several days. Hurry up and help us find him."

Cao Tiezhu said with a blank face, "What? You two aren't joking with me, are you? How can a living person just disappear out of thin air? Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

Baojing Prefecture is extremely huge, spanning hundreds of miles. Now, after listening to the old beggar's description, Li Ergou realized that they were in the West District, in an old Taoist temple.

He saw several dilapidated god statues located deep in the Taoist temple. Over the years, the paint on the statues had peeled off, and many places were damaged. He didn't know which god or emperor they were.

Through chatting with the old beggar, he learned that he had been unconscious for four full days and dazed for three days, a total of seven days.

Calculating the days, the strongest constable promotion competition was long over, and he had missed the competition.

Moreover, the World's First Martial Arts Tournament was about to be held, and in his current state, it would be good enough if he could survive. He didn't even need to think about the competition.

In fact, the most hateful thing was that person actually used people close to him to threaten him in order to make his life difficult.

Did he want him to die? He was even more puzzled. Why didn't that guy kill him if he hated him so much? Was he worried about something?

Li Ergou didn't know that it was Wu Shenxian's Qianji Token that saved his life. If so, it really made people wonder what Wu Shenxian's identity was. How could a small Qianji Token have such great power?

Unfortunately, Li Ergou knew nothing about this.

At this moment, he could be sure that that person was still monitoring him. If he went to find Bai Su and Wanwan, he would only implicate them.

That person was too powerful. He would rather believe it than not. If he harmed them because of himself, he would never forgive himself.

Wu Shenxian, Nine Heavens, forget it. He didn't want to harm anyone.

Suddenly, he thought of Cao Tiezhu, but then he thought again, although this person was the son of the Grand Commandant, that person could still kill him without anyone knowing.

After thinking it over, he sighed secretly. To say a thousand words and ten thousand words, it was still because his strength was insufficient. At this moment, his heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

Most importantly, he no longer had the bronze mirror. He didn't know if the bronze mirror was taken away by that guy or picked up by someone else.

If the bronze mirror was still there, at least he could ask the deer spirit inside for help, right?

At the very least, he would have inexhaustible money and endless things to eat. All his treasures were in the bronze mirror. This was simply cutting off his source of income, making him despair.

From peak to valley, he felt even more desperate at this moment.

Three more days passed, and Li Ergou was still lying there. But at this moment, he was scruffy, smelled bad, and his eyes were full of confusion.

The young and righteous him seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, no longer having the vigor and confidence of the past.

The only fortunate thing was that his bones were no longer so painful, allowing him to feel a little more comfortable.

But he had also become very decadent.

He seemed to have lost his life goals. Every day, the old beggar would bring him something to eat, leftovers, steamed buns, and the like. He would mechanically eat them, and he didn't even know what he was eating. Anyway, he wouldn't starve to death.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed, and Baojing Prefecture became more and more lively. Countless people participating in the World's First Martial Arts Tournament, or those who came to watch the excitement, poured into Baojing Prefecture.

Baojing Prefecture, which was already crowded, had even more people on the streets.

On this day, the sky was unusually dark, without a trace of starlight. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the heavy dark clouds seemed to be pressing down on the top of the head, giving people a feeling of being unable to breathe.

With a loud bang, thunder roared, and lightning flashed down, illuminating the entire Baojing Prefecture for dozens of miles.

Immediately, a strong wind howled, and then, heavy rain poured down, like a downpour. The whole world seemed to be filled with the sound of rain.

In the dilapidated Taoist temple, Li Ergou felt a little cold all over. It was already this time, but the old beggar had not yet returned. Li Ergou was inexplicably worried.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the old beggar's cursing voice came from outside, "Damn weather, how can it rain so heavily? It's going to drown people."

Bang, pushing open the dilapidated door, by the faint light, Li Ergou saw the old beggar appearing in front of him like a drowned chicken.

He was just about to laugh at this old guy when he found that he was carrying something in one hand and covering his stomach with the other. Bright red blood was flowing from his fingers. He was injured.

The old beggar's face was pale. Perhaps it was too painful, his mouth twitched, but he didn't shout. He must be enduring it to the extreme.

He walked slowly to Li Ergou, threw the oil paper package in his hand to Li Ergou, and then fell down beside Li Ergou, his voice a little panting.

Li Ergou immediately asked, "Old beggar, what's wrong with you?"