Mystery: Lucky

Alice looked at Will in the mirror and calmly asked, "Don't I look like him?"

Will still replied in that sarcastic tone, "Yes, it just looks like him."

"Bang!"

As soon as Will Auceptin finished speaking, the full-length mirror suddenly broke into countless fragments with a loud bang and splashed.

Those large and small fragments fell around the room with the force of the explosion, but seemed to be deliberately manipulated to avoid Alice who was sitting in front of the mirror.

No, one piece did not avoid it.

A slightly larger piece hit the "get-rich-accessory" on Alice's chest before the force was exhausted, causing Alice's body to lean back slightly due to the force.

Alice reached out to pick up the fragment, threw it on the ground without even looking at it, and supported the "get-rich-accessory" with an inexplicable look. When she spoke again, her tone was no longer as calm as before:

"I don't understand.

"Is there any benefit in angering me? "

There was no other sound in the bedroom except her and Wilma's breathing. No one answered Alice's question, perhaps they couldn't, or perhaps they didn't want to.

Alice, who didn't get an answer, took a last look at Wilma who knew nothing, and left the bedroom.

Outside the door, the anxious Allen saw Alice coming out, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to want to say something, but he was inexplicably afraid to talk to Alice now.

Alice noticed Allen who was hesitant to speak, she reached out and gently closed the door, and asked as if she remembered something: "Well... the full-length mirror in that room is broken, do I need to pay for it?"

"..." Allen's thoughts were interrupted for a moment, and he almost subconsciously followed Alice's words and thought, "No, no, it shouldn't be necessary. "

So Alice nodded and left Alan's house, leaving Alan, who always felt something was wrong, in the house.

...Wait, so is the matter resolved?

Alan looked blankly at the closed door, hesitated for a moment, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw the floor full of mirror fragments.

So, how did they talk? How did the mirror break?

Alan looked around the room blankly, which was normal, and had to start cleaning up the fragments on the floor.

...

Alice returned home.

She took off the "get rich accessories" with a confused look on her face and observed it against the light.

The light hit the "get rich accessories", and the already exquisite appearance reflected a more gorgeous light. Alice stared at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything wrong.

She pondered for a moment, put the "get rich accessories" on the table, hesitated to move closer, and greeted carefully: "Hi? ”

No movement, the "Get Rich Accessory" stayed quietly in place without any reaction.

After thinking seriously for a moment, Alice nodded and said to herself: "That's right, you don't have a mouth, so you shouldn't be able to speak."

The "Get Rich Accessory" still didn't react.

Alice reached out and "clicked" to push down the "Get Rich Accessory" that was originally standing, and then asked curiously: "Then will you move?"

The "Get Rich Accessory" still didn't move.

After Alice stared at it for a while, as if to vent her anger, she opened the drawer, threw the "Get Rich Accessory" into the drawer, and then closed the drawer very hard.

The "Get Rich Accessory" still didn't give any reaction, as quiet as a real dead object.

…

This night is a little special.

This is a rushing, spacious, and slightly turbid river.

There is a magnificent bridge over the river, and there are docks on both sides of the river, busy with goods and many workers.

There are rows of houses on the northeast bank of the river, most of which have the characteristics of the current architecture of the Kingdom of Loen, with polygonal hip roofs, convex windows, and no verandas facing the street. In addition, there are many Gothic buildings.

The streets here are crowded with people, carriages one after another, and strange machines can be seen from time to time.

The further east you go, the more chimneys there are, the more smoke there is. The further west you go, the higher the terrain is, and the gray-blue, beige, or light yellow houses are coiled up, surrounding a gorgeous palace and a tall Gothic clock tower.

This is... Baker Rand!

In the middle of the sky, the sun was hanging high, casting dazzling sunlight, revealing the time of noon.

Suddenly, heavy and dense clouds surged up, making the sun pale and dim.

The white fog rose at some point, and the layers of people and buildings became blurred.

The fog gradually changed from white to light yellow, and then to an ominous iron black. The people and buildings in the distance completely disappeared, and the figures within a few steps also became blurred.

The black fog approached, and through the increasingly thick black, a figure shrouded in black fog appeared.

In the center of the fog, a A holy woman in a white dress reached out to pull down her veil, covering her face which was not yet completely clear.

Then, a thick, ominous black fog emerged again, covering everything.

When the fog dispersed, ragged, pale and thin people appeared again.

Some people walked on the street, begging for food with difficulty.

Some people curled up in the corner, quietly spending the last moments of their lives.

Some people walked home excitedly with newly bought sausages.

Some people were washing clothes at the door of their homes and shouting to their children.

There were also young but sensible children who helped their mothers wash clothes while memorizing words.

One after another, they were ordinary people trying to survive.

But at this moment, their performance was surprisingly consistent - they all covered their mouths, coughed violently, and then spit out a mouthful of yellow, bloody phlegm.

Then, they fell silently, one after another, in the mist where light yellow and iron black met.

The thick mist covered all the scenes again.

When the mist dispersed again, a very strange scene appeared.

This was a simple and gentle priest. He wore a simple white robe, had a light golden beard covering the lower half of his face, and a cross pendant on his chest.

He was... where was he?

Subconsciously, all this was ignored, and this simple and ordinary priest became the only focus of the entire sight.

Suddenly, this ordinary priest opened his eyes.

He had a pair of eyes as clear as a baby's. He raised his head with a gentle smile, passed through the air, passed through the wall, and looked in this direction.

Alice was caught off guard and looked into those eyes. Her reflection was reflected in those clear eyes.

He saw me!

When this thought came into Alice's mind, Alice's spirit suddenly screamed wildly.