I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 72 The Performer's Face

As long as Elder Qin is still alive, no one, and no ghost, can truly turn the world upside down!

However, Cao Yanhua still wanted to confirm, "Old Qin, what do you think of Lin Yuan?"

Old Qin pondered for a moment and said, "A very interesting young man."

interesting?

What kind of evaluation is this?

However, Cao Yanhua didn't press the matter. "In any case, the most important thing is to get Professor Wang back. I wonder if Lin Yuan has gotten there yet."

What no one noticed was that when Old Qin heard this, the corners of his stiff mouth twitched slightly.

At the same time, Lin Yuan had already entered the mirror world.

The world in the mirror is almost identical to the real world, except that it is greatly restricted, only showing the space where the medium "mirror" is located.

Beyond this space lies an eerie darkness.

Lin Yuan hadn't fully mastered the Mirror Actor yet, so he naturally knew he shouldn't linger here, otherwise that ghost would definitely come knocking on his door again.

However, this should be time-limited; he has enough time to leave.

However, the moment he entered the mirror space, he felt a bone-chilling cold, and the patterns on his Great Sage mask seemed to come alive, twisting wildly and uncontrollably.

He turned around abruptly.

Then she saw the mirror-faced actor appear at the door and even walk in, walking quickly towards her. However, unlike before, a broken, withered branch had pierced through the lower abdomen of this ghost, and dark brown, dried bloodstains could be seen, staining the costume around the wound.

"You found us so quickly? Are you kidding me?!"

In that brief moment of distraction, the performer was already almost face to face, and the icy aura made Lin Yuan's body tremble slightly.

A large, pale hand, devoid of any color, silently reached into Lin Yuan's chest.

There is no pain.

There is no despair.

A sudden, uncontrollable chill made Lin Yuan's body stiffen and become uncontrollable.

His entire face was completely covered by the Great Sage's mask, his pupils disappeared, and what was revealed were the mask patterns on a performer's face.

Boom!

A dull bell suddenly rang out, and the actor staggered back three steps as if struck by a heavy blow, but still maintained the gesture of reaching out his hand.

Lin Yuan's pupils returned to normal, and without hesitation, he plunged into the other mirror, still holding the Ghost Bell.

This mirror, too, had been prepared long ago.

He hadn't forgotten his purpose: to go to Dachang City and bring Wang Xiaoming out. If he entered the life-size mirror he had come from, due to the supernatural influence, he would only return to the temporary command center and would be unable to access the "exit selection interface."

Upon entering the mirror, all around was emptiness.

Apart from the mirror underfoot, there were only countless exit passages arranged haphazardly in front of me.

The supernatural power spread out, and he quickly found his target, which was in the upper left corner. After being guided by the supernatural force, the exit moved in front of him.

"Let's go!"

Just as Lin Yuan reached out, a pale hand dressed in a theatrical costume reached out and grabbed his ankle. At the same time, another hand rushed in front of him and gently wiped away the passage that had already flown in front of Lin Yuan.

The medium has disappeared!

"Damn it!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Yuan vigorously shook the Ghost Bell in his hand.

Boom!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The bells rang one after another, forcibly suppressing the actors on the spot.

Lin Yuan knew that the effect of this suppression was very weak. Just now, it only lasted for less than three breaths. Otherwise, with his movements so fast, he would not have been caught up.

And now, even the medium has been erased.

Turn around!

Lin Yuan looked down and saw that the mirror, which had originally served as a passageway, was now covered with rich theatrical patterns, which were the supernatural elements belonging to the mirror actors.

In other words, he only had one option left.

Five breaths later, the suppressed mirror figure began to move again. Lin Yuan looked at the dense network of passages and quickly took out the ghost candle.

If someone dies because they chose the wrong path, then all these ghost candles will be a complete waste, and they will never be able to be retrieved!

Fortunately, Cao Yanhua had a lighter in his briefcase; otherwise, Lin Yuan would have no way to use these supernatural items.

White ghost candles were not used.

With such limited space, the white ghost candle has no chance of luring the ghost away.

The next moment, the red ghost candle was lit, and the green flames began to spread, enveloping the surroundings, but the flames could not truly cover the mirror-like figure.

The ghost's body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible membrane, keeping the green candlelight out.

Not only that.

The ghost candle burns extremely fast; according to the original work, a ghost candle can burn for half an hour under normal circumstances.

Judging from the burning speed of the ghost candle in front of me, it will go out in ten minutes at most.

It was at this moment that the bell's suppression of the ghost ended, and the ghost looked over again. With just a slight lift of its foot, the already rapidly burning ghost candle began to burn even more intensely.

At this rate, it can probably only last for three more minutes at most.

Lin Yuan's face was grim, but he didn't hesitate to ring the ghost bell again. As the ghost was briefly suppressed by the bell, the burning speed of the ghost candle slowed down considerably.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yuan quickly looked at the dense network of passages in front of him.

He wanted to choose a seemingly normal exit to leave, but to his dismay, the scene that should have been somewhat visible was as if it had been covered by something, pitch black, and he couldn't see anything at all.

And then the ghost started moving again.

"We can't stay here and fight this ghost. Ghosts can't be killed, and I can't suppress it right now. If we continue this standoff, I'll be the one who dies."

"Now, it really is all up to fate."

"If things don't work out, we can always start over!"

"It's a shame about all these resources we got from Cao Yanhua. Next time we should ask headquarters for some better stuff, like some kind of camera..."

With that thought in mind, just as the red ghost candle was about to burn out, Lin Yuan found a passage that looked appealing and plunged inside.

puff!

The red ghost candle burned out completely, and darkness surged in from all around, engulfing everything in its path.

But the ghost is still there.

The actor in theatrical costume stood there quietly, his pupils, replaced by a mask, staring intently at the passage through which Lin Yuan had escaped.

It stood there like a statue of a woman waiting for her husband.

As soon as Lin Yuan came out from the other side of the passage, he felt his foot slip and then heard a splash as he fell into the water.

Lake water?

Lin Yuan's experience in Xiaonan City left him with a psychological aversion to water. However, after struggling for a while, he sensed something was wrong. "The supernatural... is it being suppressed?!"