Infinite spooky game

Mr. Meng lived in the middle of Yanghua Town, which was where Lin Chen remembered there were two identical buildings next to each other.

The two large mansions with black tiles, white walls and red doors are closely connected and similar in shape. Even the flying eaves and the peeling paint on the doorknobs are exactly the same. It seems as if a huge mirror was placed with the intersection as the central axis, reflecting each other one to one.

Led by the scholar, the players walked to a house near the west of the town. Without waiting to knock on the door, two heavy red doors slowly swung open.

Amid the creaking sound of the strings, the scholar waited at the door, with no intention of going in; the players stepped over the threshold one by one and stood in the courtyard paved with bluestone slabs.

The red door slammed shut behind him, as if sealing the door of a tomb where a coffin would be placed.

The courtyard was empty and desolate, with nothing but a stone table and a few stone benches, no flowers or trees, and no signs of human life.

"He invited us here but didn't send anyone to pick us up. Mr. Meng is really arrogant." Tang Yu complained and drew the sword from his waist.

Since the NPC was unreasonable at first, it was no wonder that he was rude.

"Maybe there aren't many living people in this yard. Who knows?" Qis hooked the curse pendulum on his little finger, walked straight to the east gate wall of the house, stood at the base of the wall, bent his fingers and knocked on it twice.

Two crisp "dead" sounds rang out in the silence, trembling slightly, like the lingering sound of a string being pressed.

"Lin Wen, are you trying to find a secret room here?" Tang Yu didn't understand, but he still walked quickly to Qi Si's side, holding his sword horizontally behind him to protect him in case of any emergency.

As he observed his surroundings, he commented: "This sound does sound a little strange. Normal knocking on the wall shouldn't sound like this... Is there really a hidden space?"

"It's not a dark room. If there is a hidden space in the wall, the sound will be more ethereal." Lin Chen shook his head slightly.

He followed Qi Si and squatted beside the wall, knocking on it: "Brother Lin should want to determine the material of the wall.

“In this instance, we can’t see any abnormality in the townspeople who use scarecrows as their bodies, which shows that vision can be deceiving.

"But hearing doesn't. If we want to judge the true situation of an entity, we may be able to infer it through the sounds it makes."

Qi Si nodded, put his hands back into his sleeves, stood up and asked: "Have you ever heard this kind of sound before? Can you tell what it sounds like?"

Tang Yu spread his hands to show that he could do nothing to help.

Lin Chen frowned and thought for a moment, then said hesitantly: "This voice sounds familiar, I may have heard it before."

He stood up and took out a camera lens from the props tray.

【Name: Camera filter (in use)】

[Type: props]

[Effect: Slightly adjust the player's appearance based on the original appearance of the face]

【Note: Are you ready to be cheated? 】

This is the prop that Lin Chen uses to change his appearance. After the effect is activated, only a lens is left of this prop, and it must be carried with you to ensure that the effect continues to be effective.

Qi Si just took a step back, blocking Lin Chen and Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was squeezed out of the maximum distance that could trigger the prop information and see the prompt text. He could only see Lin Chen holding a lens that didn't look special, and his movements were extremely careful and cherishing.

He couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "Lin Ya, you still bring this thing into the dungeon? It's broken like this, I can't even take pictures."

Lin Chen said nothing and tapped the camera lightly with his knuckles.

"Dee~dee~"

The clear and familiar sound rang out again, echoing the previous sound of knocking on the wall.

Lin Chen made a judgment: "It's glass. My lens is made of glass, and the wall also sounds like glass. Combined with the previous information, I guess... it might be a mirror."

The walls of Mr. Meng's house are mirrors.

All previous speculations have come true. There is indeed a huge mirror in the center of Yanghua Town, which divides the town into two parts, east and west. The two parts reflect each other and make the architectural layout exactly the same.

"Wait, something doesn't seem right..." Lin Chen put away the camera, frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "Since there is a mirror blocking the way, how can we freely travel between the east and west of the town?"

"Because we are spirits." Tang Yu threw his sword to the ground and looked into the depths of the house. "The very first hint was very clear. We all have no shadows. Only ghosts have no shadows.

"It's normal for ghosts to travel through mirrors, and a female ghost crawling out of a mirror is a very old-fashioned horror plot.

"What we need to think about is which side of the town, the west or the east, is real and which is just a reflection."

As he finished speaking, the originally pure white wall suddenly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming translucent and reflective.

All the brick joints and cracks became smooth and clean in a few seconds, reflecting the images of several people in front. Each person had a circle of white lines around him, as if he was exposed.

The false decoration was exposed, revealing the truth underneath. The huge mirror stripped away the illusion of the wall, based on the junction of the two houses, extending infinitely to the north and south, endlessly.

The sunlight, diluted by the fog, was reflected by the mirror, pouring down on the players blindly and scorchingly. The sudden heat brought a burning pain, triggering associations and fears of being burned by fire.

In the upper right corner of the field of vision, a skeleton covered in bloodshot clothes struggled violently. The chief priest on it seemed as if his sleep was disturbed. He opened his scarlet eyes and then lowered his gaze.

The red-robed officiant raised the black cross with both hands and pressed it down. The restless skull was pierced by the cross that burst out of the card surface and finally calmed down.

Qi Si looked up, his eyes passed through the card and fell on the mirror, and he saw another world behind it.

A huge fire was burning fiercely in the mirror, and the entire mirror surface was painted orange.

The night was illuminated by the fire, as bright as day. Wooden houses collapsed one after another from near to far. Tiles and wooden beams fell down, and ashes and dust mixed together and rolled in all directions.

Armored soldiers rode their horses, holding blazing torches high, and tirelessly sprinkled sparks on the houses that had not yet burned down.

Men and women in coarse linen clothes fled in all directions, and the cries of crying and help mixed together and continued for a long time.

These images undoubtedly confirm the background of the copy and confirm the fact that the soldiers set fire to the town.

If players missed the clues on the pages that were originally scattered around the mansion, they can still fill in the missing part of the worldview by discovering that the wall is made of mirror.

But now the players already know this information, so being reflected in the mirror like this is completely in vain.

"Brother Lin, take it!" Lin Chen was the first to react. He took out the [Umbrella Filled with Pain] from the prop column and stuffed the umbrella handle into Qis's hand.

Qi Si suppressed his chaotic thoughts, opened his black umbrella as a shield, and stood in front of the three people.

The light reflected by the mirror was partially blocked to no avail, but its power was still there, as if the fire in the mirror had spread into reality.

Qi Si, who was in the middle of the three, had his clothes relatively intact, but Tang Yu and Lin Chen, who were on the left and right sides, had half of their sleeves burned off, and their skin was covered with charred burn marks.

Fortunately, the shiny mirror surface soon dimmed, the light shining on the players subsided, and the burning sensation gradually subsided, leaving only the steaming heat.

The image of the fire faded, and the images of the three people reappeared in the mirror.

Tang Yu stared at the mirror for two seconds and cursed in a low voice: "Damn! I almost forgot that ghosts are afraid of sunlight..." In fact, it was useless for him to remember. The transformation of the wall into a mirror was too sudden, and there was no obstruction nearby. Few people could react in time and find a place to hide.

"Mirror... There's someone in the mirror!" Lin Chen suddenly pointed at the mirror and widened his eyes.

"Of course there is something in the mirror... Shit!" Tang Yu's shoulders shook noticeably, and his face showed the same expression as Lin Chen's.

Qi Si followed the two people's line of sight.

The shadows of the three players were reflected in the mirror in a one-to-one ratio. It would have been fine if they had looked at it at night, but at this moment, their faces were as pale as paper and their eyes were as dark as wells. It was obvious to the naked eye that they were not living people.

Except for the player's location, the rest of the mirror surface appears frosted and blurry, and even the image of the building is as faint as water marks.

All the gaps around were filled with thick fog, and the players seemed to be walking in the clouds, surrounded by smoke.

Deeper in the mist, there were tiny glimmers of light, two in a pair, like human eyes, flickering in the darkness.

It's not an image, it's a human eye.

Qis saw a light gray outline extending around the glimmer, outlining a human face with long hair, and flowing downwards like ink splashed with water, forming a figure in a long-sleeved robe.

The human faces, piled one upon another, were so crowded and pressed together in the mist that it was easy to think of the undecayed corpses piled in a mass grave.

Qi Si felt something in his heart and looked around. There was no fog or human faces in the courtyard. There was nothing except the players.

A strong and dangerous desire for knowledge surged in his heart. He seemed to be controlled by some high-dimensional power. He was eager to know what the face in the mirror was. He turned his head uncontrollably to look at the mirror.

Strange, gray, and obviously not living faces were facing Qis at the same angle. Lifeless eyes stared at him lightly, solidifying and enlarging inch by inch in front of his eyes.

The heart seemed to be bound by layers of water-soaked bandages, and the feeling of suffocation and sticky synesthesia wrapped around the skin, just like being locked in a steamer filled with heavy water vapor.

"Why are you chasing us away? Why are you burning our house? We won't leave..."

"You are incompetent. You can't defend the city, so you will bully us ordinary people..."

"Changes in dynasties are common, what does it have to do with ordinary people like us?"

Cries of accusation, sadness, anger, confusion, and unwillingness exploded in my ears and flooded into my mind like a tidal wave.

The veins on Qis's forehead kept throbbing, and an inexplicable fear spread from the bottom of his heart, flowing through his limbs and bones in a few breaths, and could not be dispelled.

The fear was like a entity, bringing with it a tearing pain when it passed through. Every component of the body was clamoring to escape and flee, and would collapse and disintegrate at any time.

"do not look."

The [Scarlet Officiant] card made a low humming sound, and the officiant in red on the card embraced the cross and bent down slightly.

The blood-red sleeves extended in all directions, and the aqua red color instantly covered the entire system interface and spread from the corners to the entire field of vision.

My sight was blocked for a moment, as if a pair of hands were covering my eyes.

Qi Si lowered his eyes in time and forced himself not to look at the reflection in the mirror.

All the discomfort disappeared in an instant, like ripples on the surface of the sand being smoothed out by a breeze.

The fear caused by the copy mechanism disappeared completely after the triggering conditions were lost, just like water poured into a desert being absorbed by the huge scarcity, leaving no trace behind.

Non-narrative information is integrated into the mind, informing clues in the form of inspiration in the mind.

From this, Qi Si knew that the faces in the mirror were Xiyi.

Xiyi is soundless and colorless, but not nothingness, and can be known and seen by people through the mirror.

The illusion that you accidentally glimpse in the mirror, the face of a person reflected in the water after the rain, and the phantom that flashes across the void after a lightning strike may all be Xiyi.

Humans, ghosts, Xiyi and Xiyi are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining.

The 魙 fear Xiyi, and ghosts fear the 魙, just as people fear ghosts.

In mild cases, the patient will be frightened and tremble, and in severe cases, the patient will lose his soul.

[The hidden effect of the identity card "Peeper" has been triggered and cannot be activated again in this copy]

The aqua red color that obscured the vision gradually faded, and the red-robed high priest leaned weakly on the cross, closed his scarlet eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Qi Si lowered his head and stared at the bricks on the ground.

Without the reflection of the mirror, he could no longer see Xi Yi's reflection, so he could deceive himself and others into thinking that he was unaware that all the people around him were ghosts that could make him disappear.

In the [Undead] state, he lacks the perception and reaction to emotions, including positive and negative ones. Apart from the influence of the copy mechanism, the natural generation of emotions has become a bubble.

Therefore, from beginning to end, his breathing speed did not change at all, and his face was expressionless, without any clues.

Beside them, Lin Chen and Tang Yu also heard Xiyi's voice in the mirror.

After getting over the shock brought by jump scare, they all came to the mirror and studied it.

Tang Yu looked into the eyes of a long-haired woman, thinking: "These people in the mirror are probably the townspeople who were burned to death in Yanghua Town. Are they trapped in the mirror? Could it be that Master Meng is afraid of their revenge and hired someone to trap them?"

Qi Si came back to his senses and said calmly: "They are not trapped, it's just that we can't see them on weekdays. We can only see their existence through the mirror. In other words, they are around us."

The tone of these words was flat and sounded gloomy, adding a bit of chill to the air.

Lin Chen subconsciously touched his exposed right arm and leaned towards Qi Si: "Brother Lin, how do you know they are Xiyi?"

"It's in the Netherworld Records." Qi Si pulled out the ancient book from his arms, flipped through the last few pages at random, and put it back. "I didn't see this before, so I didn't know. I saw it not long ago, and I knew it."

Lin Chen didn't doubt it and said "Oh" hesitantly.

Tang Yu looked at Qi Si suspiciously and opened his mouth to speak.

"Squeak-"

The sound of a door being pushed open came from not far away, interrupting the words he had yet to say.

The players responded by turning their heads and looking in the direction where the sound came from.

A middle-aged man in blue official uniform came out, with a tall hat and long beard, and the demeanor of a scholar.

He bowed to the players from a distance and said in a loud voice: "My name is Meng Fang. I just helped my mother to sleep. I am sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

Qi Si looked down, but did not see his shadow. (End of this chapter)