I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

At six o'clock in the morning, Li Yan finally understood what Shen Jian Xia Yan wrote.

It can be seen that Xia Yan is not a good person. At the very least, the hunger and thirst for desire hidden in his polite and friendly appearance is almost crazy, but he is also smart enough that he did not let Lianhua and Wanhuajing notice that he was staying. A key message was given to the next writer visiting.

[Wow], the sliding door of Room 204 behind him was pulled open, and the one who came out was Shiyu Xiazhiqiu, who had dim eyes. After the two met, they were immediately stunned.

"Well, did you get up that early?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu looked at him and asked curiously.

"I didn't sleep last night."

Li Yan looked at her and said.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked at him angrily, and asked, "...Why, are you insomnia?"

"Don't you remember what happened last night?" Li Yan asked.

"Last night, did you mean the window was smashed by a kitten?" Kasumi Hill Shiyu asked suspiciously.

Sure enough, the memory was re-washed again, and so on and over again, even Shiyu of Kasumigaoka couldn't really know where the doll's room would be.

"I was asked to take you to a place to meet him... Don't worry, it won't be some remote corner. As soon as you call Uesugiyan, I'll probably be stuffed into the toilet. By the way, when I get there, I will show you this unfinished work."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked at Li Yan with dark circles slightly suspiciously. What was going on? It was mysterious and natural. She would not think that Li Yan would be a rude madman, but vaguely, she I always felt that Li Yan also knew about Wanhuajing.

And that manuscript, with the name of Shen Jian Xia Yan, who is it?

Following Li Yan to a long corridor leading to the utility room not far away, there was a splendid view of cherry blossoms outside the window, and on the surrounding walls were ukiyo-e paintings of ancient girls.

On the opposite side, is an ancient mirror used to ward off evil spirits.

"It should be here. This hotel is not big. I think this is the most suitable place." Li Yan said to Shiyu of the Hill of Xia.

"What are you talking about, and who the hell wants to see me?"

Li Yan gave this manuscript to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, and said, "It's Mr. Xia Yan, the author who wrote this horror novel. Take a cursory look at the message he wants to convey here."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked puzzled, took over the stack of manuscripts, and looked at it.

As far as the story is concerned, it was almost written by a pervert. Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt a little unbearable at first, but gradually, as a writer, she realized a problem.

"Why, the more he writes later, the more blurred the handwriting becomes?"

"Because, his soul is getting less and less."

"soul?"

"Yes, just like you, after you saw Wanhua Mirror, you have been sleeping at all, and your soul came out of the mirror, Xia Shizi, you have been completely poisoned by Wanhua Mirror."

Li Yan looked at Xiazhiqiu Shiyu with a shocked expression and said.

"What are you talking about, Uesugi-sensei?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu asked in surprise.

"This is the message that Mr. Fukami left us, until the fourth volume, almost as transparent as the words, his existence is about to disappear, so entrust this book to others, you are like him, from the beginning After seeing Wanhua Mirror for the first time, you have been asleep and never left the doll's room, so you can't escape from Lianhua at all."

Through the window, the morning light came through, and Li Yan looked at Shiyu of the Hill of Xia in the place where light and darkness intersected, and said.

"The body has been sleeping, but the soul has returned to the world from the mirror, that is, you in the mirror, so the mirror will never have you again. It is said that mirrors in China, Europe and even Africa will be regarded as the door to the devil world, mirrors. You can show a person's soul, I didn't believe it at first, but now, I need your soul to return to the body immediately!"

He let go of his body, and suddenly, a mirror shone on Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's body. At first, she could see her reflection in front of her eyes, but she seemed to be awakened. Gradually, she really couldn't see the mirror. myself.

"When I was living in the countryside, I heard that calling out the name of a person who has lost his soul can bring him back into his body. Now I'm going to send you back to the doll room, Xia Shizi, I will save you, don't worry. waiting for me."

Li Yan clasped his hands together, snapped, and suddenly shouted, "Xiazhiqiu Shiyu!"

As if shouting with all her strength, all of a sudden, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's body began to emit a faint light, and she looked at everything in front of her in surprise.

Li Yan shouted again, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's body has all turned into light, this is the soul body that has taken off the mirror illusion.

"When you wake up from the dream, you will definitely think that the reality will be better than the dream, Xia Shizi."

Li Yan raised his head, looked at the girl who was somewhat transparent and floated in the air, and said with a smile.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu looked at him quietly.

--【I see……】

——[I haven't woken up since the beginning...]

——[That's why I feel that I have been in a dream all the time, and maybe I understand why my dreams are so longing...]

……

The soul returned to the mirror in an instant, and the mirror instantly emitted a faint light.

That is the entrance to the room of the legendary doll.

"...Is the travel routine that I look forward to, and it turns out like this?"

Li Yan looked at the faint light and smiled bitterly.He stretched out his hand and went straight through the mirror.

A room with dolls has a warm feeling. It doesn't look weird. However, in that quiet room, Shiyu of Kasumigaoka lay quietly on the table, like an ordinary person falling asleep, while standing. The girl in kimono with long black hair in front of Shi Yu turned to look at Li Yan and smiled.

"You really got here."

"Of course, then next, let's officially enter the gambling game."

Li Yan tore off his tie, looked at this terrifying girl coldly, and said.

Chapter 35 Gods Don't Need Sweet Dreams