Magic mirror, magic mirror, industry mirror.

The three mirrors in the underworld, the magic mirror is in the Naihe River, and it must have fallen into the hands of Beihao at this moment.

But the magic mirror doesn't really do much for evil spirits.

As mentioned earlier, the magic mirror can illuminate the parallel trace of birth, but for a person or ghost with a firm will, this mirror can't reveal anything, and even a picture can appear according to the will of the person who is looking in the mirror, like Lu Min, It is precisely because of evil that she does not know herself, firmly believes that what she is doing is right, and is even more complacent about her behavior of donating and building Hope Primary School, so she stands in front of the mirror, and the mirror can only show her good side.

The mirror industry mirror is different.

He Shu heard Guanghan and Hu Laosan talk about it before. These two things have a lot of background. They can't be compared with magic mirrors. It's just that everyone habitually regards Sanjing as the three treasures of soul-soothing in the underworld. got used to.

The Divine Mirror was once robbed, but was later damaged. It originally stood at the entrance of the first hall. Now that the first three halls have fallen into the hands of Beihao, the Divine Mirror must have fallen to the enemy.

Now only Fifth Temple's Karma remains.

Sweet Twelve and the others understand that if these evil ghosts want to command the underworld, all three mirrors are indispensable. Sooner or later, they will definitely come to ask for a mirror, but they didn't expect them to be so fast. It's less than half a day. ?

"Yejing, you need a tenth hall warrant. Your Excellency asks for a warrant in the back five halls, and we hand it over, how about it?"

Sweet Twelve was trembling and thought of a compromise plan.

Fighting, these few of them will definitely not be able to fight.

But let the enemy take away the karma mirror casually, will the face of the fifth temple still be needed in the future?

So far, Sweet Twelve has only seen Beihao with evil spirits doing whatever they want, and has never seen anyone in the back five halls take action. The industry mirror is not only something of the Fifth Temple, but also a symbol of the authority of the ten halls. Are people ready to give up without any resistance?

Is this North number really going to become the new lord of the underworld?

Sweet Twelve has an active mind and has thought a lot in a short period of time.

For a while, he felt that it was in troubled times, Fifth Temple just happened to be missing a temple master, and he had the opportunity to show his strength, and then he felt that with his own strength, let alone showing his strength, it would be great to be able to resist a blow from the North. , it is impossible to provoke Fifth Temple's burden, or simply surrender and pull down, you are already a ghost, you can't even save a ghost's life, right? Anyway, the first three halls have already fallen, and the fourth hall must not be much better. They can hold on to the present and it is not bad, right?

He was extremely entangled, and he was at war between heaven and man, but he heard the other party sneer.

"The Fifth Temple master is dead, are you also worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

Sweet Twelve also delusionally negotiated terms, but he didn't know that the other party was not trying to negotiate with him, but to inform them.

Hearing this sentence, several of the eunuchs turned pale in shock, and before they could react, they saw the black mist suddenly spread and filled in front of them, turning into the appearance of blue-faced, fangs, and savage ghosts, and flew towards them.

These evil spirits released by the North, all of them were full of wickedness in their lifetime. They suffered for many years in the underworld. Not only did they fail to eliminate their viciousness, but instead they made them hate the people who imprisoned them even more. These yin poor men cramped and peeled to vent their hatred.

Just now, these evil ghosts were still patiently enduring, but now they heard the order from the North Horn, all of them whistled and swirled, circling and diving down, and all of a sudden, ghosts and wolves wailed, and beasts screamed, filled with sharp, strange and terrifying sounds. Zhan's bad boy also subconsciously wanted to cover his ears.

But before they could move, the ghosts had already bit their bodies from all directions.

Just like Zhou San was bitten and peeled off and almost lost his body as a ghost, the difference between a ghost and a ghost is only a little bit of Taoism on the body and a ghost token, but now the underworld is in chaos and authority has declined. The power of faith attached to the card is also diminished.

Sweet Twelve felt a sharp pain in his body, and he swung out to seduce the ghost, but instead of being able to entangle the evil spirit, he was beaten back and smashed on his body. , the flesh of the body was bitten by the inch by inch, and the laughter of the ghosts came from the ears.

"Aren't you very majestic in normal times? Why can't you do it now!"

"What does it feel like to be slapped on your body, does it hurt?"

"I remember you. When you went to the eighteenth floor to inspect the last time, the eyes you looked at me were so annoying. I'm going to pull out your eyeballs hahahaha!"

Sweet Twelve's hands and feet were tightly bound, unable to resist at all.

What's more serious than picking his eyes is that he found that his emissary token was taken away by these evil spirits.

"Give it back to me!" he yelled, startled and angry.

But what answered him was a more insolent ridicule.

These evil ghosts, who have been suppressed for a long time, are retaliating with tenfold and a hundredfold hatred for those who had suppressed themselves in the past.

From the beginning to the present, it only took a short time. Sweet Twelve was in unbearable pain, the cry gradually weakened, and his heart gradually became hopeless. He felt that he was going to die here today. From ordinary ghosts to ghosts, you can be promoted to judge, but the bamboo basket is actually empty!

His field of vision was completely occupied by the black fog, which was surrounded by countless evil ghosts and resentments. Those evil thoughts and obsessions were constantly affecting him, making him become passive and lose his fighting spirit, and even began to resent the people beside him. colleagues.

Why didn't they take action, why didn't they come to save themselves? !

Roar! ! !

The black fog was washed away by a golden light!

No, it wasn't golden light. Tian Shishi felt the cold all over his body being dissipated, replaced by a blazing heat, so hot that he just wanted to jump into the ice water to cool down.

Where did the fire come from? !

How can ordinary flames be ignited in the underworld, is it true fire of samadhi?

No no, this is even more powerful than the true fire of Samadhi. The evil spirits sprayed by the flames vanished in an instant. Even he suffered the disaster of a pond fish. His bones were like being soaked in fire, and they were about to be melted!

"What kind of evildoer, dare to be presumptuous in front of grandpa!"

Fengfeng's voice sounded more arrogant than those evil ghosts.

"Tigers don't show their power when I'm HelloKitty!"

Sweet Twelve wants to cry but has no tears: Grandpa, you put out my fire too!

"A little clear water, Wanfang Fu Zetian, Naihe Tongjiuyou, click into the Sanyuan Spirit!"

What worked at the same time as He Shu's voice was Tian Shishi's head and feet as if his whole body was covered in cold water, and the feeling of burning fire also faded away instantly.

He Shu didn't even have time to blame Fengfeng for his nonsense. The situation just now was really urgent. Without its flame, everyone was attacked by the ghosts, and it was too late to react.

But he also discovered that his ability seemed to have improved a bit. This water-inducing spell was used together with the cinnabar pen and compass. The first time he used it, he actually attracted yin water to extinguish the fire spewed by Fengfeng.

The flames passed, and the black mist was extinguished, but Fengfeng's flames were limited after all. After a few mouthfuls, he had to rest for a while. Soon he was exhausted. He stuck his tongue out and gasped. Those evil ghosts who were not affected by the flames continued to follow. come over.

A few ghosts can't count on it, Fengfeng is also tired and paralyzed, He Shu can only use the cinnabar pen to point out, and every time he clicks, he silently recites a mantra. Like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, they will scream and retreat.

After a few times like this, no evil spirits dared to approach him, but those black mists flocked to Fengfeng and Yin Era again.

The tired and paralyzed little fat bird was surrounded by angry demons, and it seemed that there were no bones left. Seeing this, He Shu was in a hurry.

At that moment, what popped into his mind was that, on the one hand, he couldn't let the little fat bird really become the food in the mouth of the evil spirit, on the other hand, he searched his stomach, eagerly recalling the most powerful spell he had ever used.

Including but not limited to magic spells, one-word spells, and even all kinds of messy spells.

It doesn't matter if it is useful or not, just read it out first, just in case!

At the same time as the chaotic thoughts flashed by, he saw a white light.

The dazzling white light first flashed in front of his eyes, and then quickly occupied all eyes. The next moment, He Shu found that he was completely enveloped by the white light, and at the same time, there was a long screeching sound in his ear.

hum! ! !

Like a big clock hitting his head hard, his head was dizzy, and the world was spinning, so much so that he began to have hallucinations.

In the hallucination, it seems that something is calling him, and it seems that he is calling something.

He Shu involuntarily stretched out his hand and touched the corresponding entity with his fingertips, but the white light was dazzling, he couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't see what it was. thing.

With a bang, the world came and went like a tide, and the world regained its clarity.

He Shu blinked.

He was still in the Hall of Qiongqi, and it was still dimly lit.

But the raging ghosts disappeared, all the black fog disappeared, and even the protagonist Beihao disappeared.

Several sinisters sat down on the ground in a mess, and were badly injured, but they all stared at him blankly, as if they had been tapped.

The most noisy Fengfeng is no exception.

Its wide beak is big enough to stuff a caterpillar, He Shu thought so, and subconsciously stretched out his fingers, and it just happened to be stuffed into its mouth.

The little fat bird let out a noise from its throat, thumping, crawling, crawling, and falling on the table, while screaming.

"What happened just now?!"

"What's going on?" He Shu was also puzzled by the second monk, "Where's the Beihao?"

"Don't you know what you did yourself?" Fengfeng asked again.

He Shu shook his head in confusion.

Still Sweet Twelve opened her mouth with trembling.

"Mr. He, you just stretched out your hand, and it seems that you have attracted the magic mirror. The magic mirror glowed and sucked all the ghosts and resentments into the mirror, and the Beihao also took the opportunity to run away!"

"Magic mirror, what kind of magic mirror?" He Shu realized later, "The magic mirror of the three mirrors in the underworld?"

Tian Twelve and the others nodded, looking at him with more and more awe.

He Shu was still in doubt, full of question marks: "Why can I summon the mirror?"

"You have to ask yourself!" Fengfeng recovered a little energy and began to habitually make noises, "You have grown up, you have the ability, even the Beihao was scared away by you, you must be filial to father and me in the future! "

He Shu: ... Did this bird go to the house without beating for three days?

"wrong!"

"Oops!"

Sweet Twelve called out at the same time as Le Shiyi.

What's wrong?

He Shufengfeng looked over, not knowing why.

"The mirror is gone."

Another familiar voice came from behind the beam.

"The Beihao you encountered just now is just a clone he used to make noise. Yejing was stolen when you were attacked, and now—"

Before Guang Han finished speaking, it was as if a hole had been torn open in the dark night outside.

The day appears, and the universe is reversed!

Tian Twelve and the others were pale and pale, even worse than when the Beihao appeared just now.

Almost at the same time, everyone, including He Shufengfeng, thought of a pop in their ears.

The sound was not loud, like some heavy object covering the paper, it was only whispering in the ear, but everyone heard it.