Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

The strong light stimulation caused by the sudden flash caused everyone to temporarily lose their vision at the same time.

There was nothing but whiteness in front of him.

Everyone could only subconsciously bury their heads in their arms, close their eyes tightly, and let their eyes relax.

Suddenly, two gunshots were heard.

"Bah!"

There were no less than two thunder blasts in this closed space, which made everyone's eardrums hurt.

Then I heard Wang Qiang shouting:

"You stupid sunglasses, get out of here. It's your fault again, isn't it? Come out! Come out! My bullets don't have long eyes!"

Only then did Lin Yi realize that the gunshot came from Wang Qiang.

This guy seems to be really determined to kill the man in sunglasses, and he will shoot first without any explanation when encountering the situation.

So, I quickly groped for him and pressed the barrel of the gun in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive and shoot indiscriminately before you understand the situation."

"It's definitely the fault of Sunglasses. He's the only one who has this thing in his hand!"

There is some truth in what he said. The man in sunglasses used such a bright smoke grenade to escape more than once. He also used this method to escape in the oasis just now.

"Don't be impulsive. This is not the same thing as the thing used in sunglasses. His one flashes first and then smokes. The one we came in just now was only stimulated by strong light and nothing else. "

After Wang Qiang listened, he thought about it and felt it made sense, so he put the gun back in his hand first.

But the bright light in front of them never showed any intention of dissipating. It kept shining on them for several minutes, and its brightness did not diminish at all.

"What kind of flash bomb is this that lasts so long?"

Wang Qiang had seen the power of real military flash bombs. After being ignited, the flashing time was basically measured in seconds. The flashing situation in front of him lasted for several minutes, which was indeed a bit rare.

Lin Yi lowered his head, his eyes crying due to the sudden bright light, and he finally returned to normal just now.

The light in front of me was still dazzling at this moment, and I suddenly felt abnormal.

When he looked down and saw the bright flashlight on the ground, a thought suddenly came to his mind.

"Turn off the flashlight, turn it off!"

After hearing his words, everyone groped for their own flashlights. After finding them, they turned off the switch. The dazzling light in front of them actually disappeared.

From the bright light just now to the darkness now, it took a while to adapt, and finally calmed down.

"What happened just now?"

"I guess there must be something like a mirror on the opposite side, which reflects the strong light of the flashlight, causing a sudden flash effect."

After saying that, Lin Yi took out the fire seal from his arms and lit it.

The brightness of Huozhezi is relatively mild. After it is lit, the light reflected from the opposite side is not as strong as before, and the surrounding situation can be fully seen.

There are "mirrors" everywhere in this huge mound.

These "mirrors" are all irregular shapes and are attached to the inner wall of the mound. There are reflective fragments of different sizes on the top, bottom, left and right. It seems that several people are in a mirror city.

"Why are there so many mirrors here?"

"What's so weird about the mirror? Maybe the owner of the tomb likes to dress up and just look in the mirror when he has nothing to do."

"That's not what I meant. You must know that this kind of glass mirror first appeared in the Ming Dynasty and was brought in by foreign missionaries. Before that, our ancestors had always used bronze mirrors."

Qian Sheng's words surprised Wang Qiang. In his opinion, things like mirrors are extremely common. Although it looks weird here, it's just that there are more mirrors.

From what Qian Sheng meant, mirrors were introduced to China from the Ming Dynasty, and this tomb was built in the Xixia Dynasty, which is equivalent to the Northern Song Dynasty. The timeline does not match up!

Lin Yi walked closer, stretched out his hand and lightly touched the walls.

A smooth touch similar to glass came from the fingertips. It looked like crystal, but when the fingers were pressed, there was a slight breathing sensation.

"It's mica."

Bai Lu asserted.

Mica is a mineral similar to crystal. It is in the form of sheets, stacked layer by layer, and has a soft texture.

The composition of crystal is silica, which is similar to the glass used today and has a relatively high hardness.

Considering that this is the Helan Mountains, mica and crystal are special mineral deposits here. Being able to build a mica mine here can be regarded as using local materials.

Lin Yi held up the fire stick in his hand and led everyone along the narrow road in the middle of the mica mine to advance inside.

I didn't notice much abnormality along the way. I just kept walking through the mine, and my sense of direction was getting worse and worse.

Finally I had to take out the compass to determine the direction.

After walking for about ten minutes, Lin Yi suddenly realized that these large and small mounds, that is, mica mines, were actually connected to each other.

They entered through the largest mica mine they encountered. After walking for so long, they should have walked out of that mine long ago.

But now there are mica flakes all around, reflecting the light of the fire stick in his hand everywhere, and at the same time, their appearances are projected on the surroundings.

Every step they took, it was like there were thousands of eyes staring at them.

"If this place can be developed properly and have an escape room, it will really be a business of sitting on the ground and picking up money. Don't you think it's Lao Lin?"

As Wang Qiang said this, he was about to reach out and slap Lin Yi on the shoulder in front of him.

But as soon as his hand fell, he actually touched a piece of mica.

"Old Lin! Old Lin!"

After shouting twice, Lin Yi in front continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard his shout. Wang Qiang turned around and saw only his own figure and Lin Yi's receding back on the mica wall.

"The third child! Lulu! Old Uncle Feng!"

Wang Qiang shouted the other people's names at the top of his lungs, but didn't get any response.

It was as if I was trapped in a mirror. There was clearly a path under my feet, but when I walked up, I couldn't find anyone else.

At the same time, Qian Sheng and others were separated, and the situation was exactly the same as what Wang Qiang encountered.

He clearly felt that there were people in front and behind him. When he opened his mouth to speak and wanted to communicate with the people around him, he realized that he had fallen behind. Those figures were projected from unknown directions.

"Brother, Brother Qiang, Lulu, Uncle Feng, where are you? Can you hear me?"

Qian Sheng shouted several times, but also received no response.

Judging from the silhouettes projected by the surrounding mica, it seemed that he was still in the five-man team. In fact, he had also unknowingly separated from the team.

Lin Yi kept walking in front. He could tell the situation of the team by observing the figures reflected on the mica next to him with his peripheral vision. The other four people kept following him, just walking and walking. When he asked:

"Why is Lao Wang so quiet? This is not your style!"

When he didn't get any response from Wang Qiang, he realized something was wrong.

When he looked back, was there anyone else behind him? (End of chapter)