Outside the door is not the world they are familiar with, but just a mirror.
Li Yao was stunned for a moment after kicking the mirror to pieces.
Then, after the shattered lenses fell to the ground, they suddenly grew in size, like sharp blades, piercing everything around.
The lenses penetrated his flesh, and Li Yao immediately cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
And when he opened the door, another door appeared outside the door, and another door outside the second door, and then another...
The endless layers of doors were like a maze when the mirrors were facing each other.
The lenses that penetrated his limbs and flesh began to pull Li Yao, hooking his flesh and blood to move towards the layers of mirror doors.
Li Yao wailed miserably, his limbs were pierced and hooked, his face was full of broken glass shards, and his only remaining palms were scratching the floor in vain, blood flowed from the wound, and a bloody red was soaked under his body.
One of his legs had been swallowed by the mirror outside the door.
The soft-hearted Zhang Mei couldn't bear to watch.
Although Li Yao was not worthy, they had been partners for a long time, and Zhang Mei couldn't bear to watch a living person die in pain.
She tried to move forward and pull Li Yao back from the door.
But the broken lenses around suddenly burst and splashed everywhere, biting Zhang Mei's wrist like a conscious venomous snake.
"Be careful!" Seeing this, Wu Ming also rushed forward to rescue Zhang Mei.
Both wrists were scratched by the fragments and bleeding. They dared not move forward and could only watch Li Yao being swallowed by the mirror.
Yi Qi looked at the layers of doors and suddenly his pupils shrank.
Space, the space technology that scientists in the 0172X universe often study.
They were no longer in the real space, but in a subspace.
They were in the mirror!
Almost without hesitation, he squatted down, picked up a piece of soil from the side, used it as chalk, and immediately wrote down a series of formulas on the floor.
The chip in his brain can calculate faster, but the original calculation method can give him inspiration more effectively.
At this time, the mirror has swallowed Li Yao's chest.
Because the fragments pierced his throat, Li Yao couldn't even wail at this time, and could only hum a few painful cries from his nose.
When entering the old house, the Taoist outside the door said that he looked dead... He was going to die, he was really going to die...
Li Yao's eyes were full of despair.
Just at this time, Yi Qi, who had written countless formulas, had calculated the results.
"The direction is here."
He jumped up from the ground, ran through the corridor, and opened the door of the bathroom on the first floor.
The mirror in the bathroom just faced the door directly, reflecting the figures of several people at the door on the blurred mirror.
At this time, the mirror was the same as the one outside the door, and it was also a layered door.
Yi Qi bent his arm without hesitation and hit the mirror with an elbow.
The mirror was instantly shattered, and a shadow flashed from the depths of the mirror and fled elsewhere.
At the same time, the mirror at the door also collapsed in an instant, disappearing like a phantom bubble, leaving only an ominous darkness outside the door.
Li Yao, who was almost devoured to the point of only a head, wailed, and fell from midair to the ground with fragments all over his body, motionless.
Wu Ming and Zhang Mei covered their wrists and watched all this in a daze.
Until Li Yao groaned in pain, the two of them woke up as if from a dream, hurriedly stepped forward to drag Li Yao back from the door, and then closed the door, blocking the ominous darkness outside the door.
"Brother Yi, he's dying!" Wu Ming turned Li Yao over, took a look, and couldn't help shouting.
Countless holes were stabbed all over his body, mirror fragments penetrated his ribs and penetrated his internal organs, and even half of the fragments were stuck in his throat. He didn't even have the strength to speak, blood was oozing from his mouth and nose, and he could only breathe out but not in...
No one could survive such a serious injury.
Yi Qi also came over and took a look: "It's not a big problem."
Wu Ming: "???"
Yi Qi: "I brought some homemade first aid medical supplies in my backpack."
Wu Ming: "..."
Brother, do you think that this person can be cured by putting on a band-aid if he is injured like this?
Although he wanted to complain, with infinite trust in his heart, Wu Ming still ran up to the second floor quickly and brought Yi Qi's backpack.
When he opened the backpack, there were actually scalpels and sutures, as well as some disinfectants that he had never seen before.
Yi Qi squatted down beside the injured.
No need for shadowless lights, his eyes are the best detectors.
No need for auxiliary equipment, his fingers holding the knife are the most stable machine.
There was no need for anesthesia... because he didn't bring any.
Besides, Li Yao, the injured, had already fainted from shock, so he saved on anesthesia.
Yi Qi picked out every glass shard in the wound with precision, cut open the throat and abdominal cavity of the injured, took out the larger fragments, and used the repair fluid in the medicine to repair the injured's damaged internal organs.
During this process, considering the psychological endurance of the audience in the live broadcast room, he also thoughtfully added a mosaic function to the bloody surgical process.
In response, the barrage in the live broadcast room was a piece of grass.
I dare not look down on the anchor of the popular science channel anymore. Homemade live broadcast camera? Homemade burning paper? Homemade medical equipment? What kind of magical things are these!
Mom, I will study hard in the future, because mathematical formulas can drive away ghosts!
You can popularize science, catch ghosts, and do surgery when you have time... Anchor, do you have any surprises that I don't know?
It's up! The number of online viewers and various data are growing rapidly. Now the anchor's live broadcast room is the first in the supernatural frequency division, overshadowing the recommended position of Teacher Zhao's live broadcast room.
Haha! I really want to see the expression on Wang Siyun's face now...
Outside the live broadcast room, the operation is still proceeding in an orderly manner.
Watching Wu Ming and the others operating Yi Qixiu, they were stunned for a long time before they finally came to their senses and asked in shock: "What the hell was that thing outside just now?"
"A mirror, or a subspace created by a mirror as a medium."
Yi Qi was doing two things at once, answering their doubts while performing the operation: "It seems that my previous analysis was correct. The four missing people in the Luo family died ten years ago."
"I just searched again on the Internet and found a detail that is easily overlooked by ordinary people."
"Luo Yaozong, the father of the Luo family, used to work in a real estate company in Lujiang City. But later the company was in a recession, A group of employees were fired, and Luo Yaozong was on the list of those fired employees. "
"After being unemployed for half a year, Luo Yaozong suddenly bought a high-priced personal accident insurance for his wife."
"Hearing this, Zhang Mei opened her eyes in shock: "He wanted to... kill his wife to defraud the insurance?"
"That's right."
"Yi Qi continued to narrate: "His wife Li Hong has little education and no job. She is a housewife and cannot bring income to the family. Luo Yaozong regarded her as a burden during his unemployment and should have had the intention to kill her a long time ago."
"At first, he planned to trap his wife in the toilet and burn her to death, and then disguise it as an accidental fire."
"Unfortunately, he suddenly Omitted a little. There is usually nothing flammable in the bathroom, so the fire cannot be started. At most, it can only produce a few wisps of smoke, which makes Li Hong aware of his murderous intention. "
"Li Hong instinctively shouted for help. Luo Yaozong was worried that his plan would be discovered by outsiders and he would go to jail, so he rushed into the bathroom driven by fear and killed his wife directly. "
"Li Hong struggled desperately before dying, but was still killed. "
"And Luo Yaozong also realized that he could not achieve his goal of defrauding insurance, so he had no choice but to hastily dispose of the body and cut Li Hong into pieces and flushed it into the toilet. "
"But obviously, he handled it too hastily, and the bloodstains on the bathroom wall were discovered by his children. "
"And the person who found the bloodstains is most likely the youngest daughter of the Luo family."
"Luo Yaozong had obviously lost his humanity at this time. In order to protect himself, he decided to kill people to silence them."
"So one night ten years ago, he deliberately sent his most valued son out of the house to play, then locked the eldest daughter in the room, and finally chopped off the youngest daughter's head with a knife."
"After the eldest daughter found out that her sister was killed, she tried to escape, but was caught by her father who was furious and was also killed."
"The bodies of the two sisters should be hidden in a corner of the old house that is not exposed to the sun."
After listening to Yi Qi's story, Wu Ming and Zhang Mei widened their eyes in shock.
After a long while, Wu Ming asked weakly: "Li Hong, Luo Zhaodi, and Luo Yindi were killed by Luo Yaozong, so how did Luo Yaozong die?"
"What did Luo Tianci see when he went home after going out to play that made him go crazy?"
"Yes!" Zhang Mei also asked, "Ten years ago, the police had searched this place thoroughly, but did not find any bodies or any traces of murder."
Yi Qi had already finished the operation at this time. He dragged the unconscious Li Yao aside and said, "This is the last doubt."
"The answer to this question is related to the subspace we are in now, and also to the mirror in this old house."
Just at this moment, Yi Qi's movements suddenly paused slightly.
Because his live broadcast account suddenly received a private message.
The source of the private message showed that it was the department head of the live broadcast company.
He clicked on the private message, and the content inside was not polite at all, and it seemed very sloppy and anxious.
[My name is Si Jiuliu, the head of the company's supernatural live broadcast department, and a part-time assistant to the company's president.
Because of special reasons, please evacuate the Luo family's old house with your companions as soon as possible! Don't be afraid, I have notified the relevant departments to deal with this matter.
Remember, never contact the Taoist priests outside the door with unknown origins! Repeat, never contact the Taoist priests outside the door!
…
Time goes back to half an hour ago.
Si Jiuliu is a small supervisor of Mantou Live Broadcasting Company.
His life could have been ordinary, but the damn big boss took a fancy to him for some reason during an inspection and appointed him as the president's assistant.
The president's assistant sounds like an indispensable part of countless dog-blood novels.
According to the following routine, as a close assistant, he is either on the way to collect various love objects for the domineering president; or he personally goes into battle and talks to the domineering president about a body-torturing, heart-torturing, and tearful substitute love affair.
But he never expected that his own president is a real dog! He doesn't play by the routine at all.
In addition to his own job, the president's greatest interest is to add a lot of work to him with a wave of his hand in a very domineering manner.
The president also specially allowed him to take on two duties, the assistant's tasks and the supervisor's work at the same time!
From then on, Si Jiuliu really lived up to his name.
Living in the dire straits of 995 every day, he would sooner or later die of exhaustion from this pile of crappy work.
He was so grateful that he wanted to hang his own president on the street lamp every day!
So, late one night, when Si Jiuliu was awakened by a phone call, he no longer had the energy to get angry.
He picked up the phone weakly: "Hello..."
"I am Qing Yunzi from the Taoist Association." The person on the other end of the phone said lightly.
The president of this generation of Taoist Association is very young, less than 30 years old, and his Taoist name is Qing Yunzi.
Hearing the name of the Taoist Association, Si Jiuliu finally realized that something big had happened and had to cheer up: "Master Qingyunzi, what can I do for you?"
Qingyunzi said: "Click on your company's supernatural live broadcast channel and the first one in the recommended position."
Si Jiuliu clicked it doubtfully.
The first one was a new anchor, who was broadcasting the Luo family's old house. The content was also very exciting, but the account name was a bit strange, called "Approaching Science".
"Is there any problem? The Luo family's old house has a big ghost reputation, but there has been no accident for many years. And isn't your junior brother, Master Luobu, also sitting outside the old house at this moment?" He asked doubtfully.
"That's the problem."
Taoist Qingyunzi said solemnly, word by word: "I just found out that my junior brother Luobu was tied up, gagged, knocked unconscious and stuffed into my toilet."
"The man outside the Luo family's old house is not my junior brother at all!"
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A certain golden-eyed thief: "The avatar is me, are you satisfied?"
Yi Qi: "..."
Unlucky Taoist Luobu: "Brother, someone stole my account