Chapter 544 Have You Ever Experienced Despair?

The room was in a mess, the walls were pitch black, the air was filled with the smell of corpses, and weird sounds came from all directions.

"Where to go next?" I asked the stuffed bear, the red string hanging from my shoulder turning towards the house on the left.

I pushed open the door on the left, but before I entered, I glanced around and suddenly froze.

In a house full of ashes, there is a mirror!

"Is this the passage that Chen Jiuge said before that he could leave the deep dreamland?" I couldn't believe it. It seemed to go too smoothly.

When I saw the mirror for the first time, my thoughts began to spin uncontrollably. Thinking is a human habit, and it is my usual style to think about things later.

The mirror was facing the door. As soon as I opened the door, my figure appeared in the mirror.

"Be careful with the mirror..." Sakurako's instructions came to mind. I only had time to take a step back, and then I saw something extremely incredible.

The image of me in the mirror did not disappear when my body left, as if it was imprinted on the mirror.

"What's going on?" The stuffed bear on its back didn't give me any hint, but the red line on my shoulder swayed uneasily, as if it was very anxious at this time and felt that danger was approaching.

"What could it be? Those charred mummies are no longer enough to scare me, no! This is the core of the whole building, and there may be other monsters." I quickly stopped thinking, and many of the fears were actually caused by myself. By scaring myself, I push the thoughts out of my mind and prevent them from becoming reality.

"Where did Chen Jiuge go? Are you sure this is the right way?" I asked in a low voice. The stuffed bear had only one reaction, turning the red line and pointing to the door with the mirror.

"Is this the only way?" I hesitated for a moment, and then opened the door. My image was still retained on the mirror in the center of the room. What was a bit scary was that the image of me in the mirror remained the same as when I first entered. The posture, front and back has not changed at all.

"This mirror doesn't look like a passage to escape from a deep dream. It is probably a trap deliberately set by Chen Jiuge." This thought flashed through my mind, and then my own figure in the mirror changed.

Hair fell out, eyes sunken in, and then the skin began to rot at a rate visible to the naked eye.

This process of witnessing the death of my own body was very strange. I stared blankly at myself in the mirror. The image with the same face as me suddenly showed a painful expression. He seemed to be making a final struggle and tremblingly faced me. Reach out.

"You want me to save you?" There were corpse spots on a large area of ​​skin. In the mirror, I felt as if I was about to suffocate. My cheeks were swollen, like a balloon that was constantly inflating and about to burst!

"Using my mirror image to scare me? This is too low-level." I stared at myself in the mirror indifferently. He had the same face as me, and his body was almost rotten, but I knew very well that it was just a mirror image. .

The mirror image, whose head was about to explode, seemed to want to step out of the mirror. He stood on the other side of the mirror, and his raised hand finally touched the mirror surface.

This feeling of looking at myself dying in the mirror was very sad. I unconsciously stretched out my hand to push the mirror to the wall, but when I saw my arm, my eyes suddenly widened and I was calm. The state of mind was directly broken.

I don’t know when corpse spots appeared on my arms, and the pale skin was rotting. It looked exactly like me in the mirror!

"How is it possible? How could the illusion in the mirror become real?!" The mirror can reflect reality. When I first saw the mirror, I had the idea that the person in the mirror was me. This is a normal idea. Everyone will feel that the person inside is themselves the first moment they see the mirror, and there will be no doubt at all.

"The image of me in the mirror is slowly rotting and dying, and my brain will subconsciously worry about whether these wounds will appear on my body. When I think like this, I have actually fallen into the trap." This is an extremely insidious trap, regardless of the What I saw in the mirror, as long as I think about it a little more, it will have uncontrollable consequences. The virtual image in the mirror will become more and more terrifying, and the wounds on my body will be irreversible.

"Yes, in the Despair Street, all fears will become reality." My voice was hoarse, and I looked at myself in the mirror, and my body gradually became weak.

Sakurako's reminder flashed through my mind, and my lips were dry: "You should stay away from the mirror..."

What I was most worried about at this time was that I would lose the ability to resist and my body would gradually become weak.

After two or three seconds, I fell to my knees, and all my worries became reality. I gasped for breath, all my strength was drained, and my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Reciting the Miao Zhen Dharma, at the last moment, I gritted my teeth and crawled towards the back of the mirror: "I have gone through so many life and death hardships, and I will not give up until the last moment of my death!"

Since becoming a show host, the word despair has become my best friend. It has always been around me, but I have never been knocked down by it.

"You want to make me have thoughts of despair? You want to make me sink? That's not enough!"

My strength was exhausted, and at the last moment when I closed my eyes, I saw unrecognizable dark figures crawling out of the room in all directions. Their targets all seemed to be me...

"Trapped in a dream? Powerless to resist? Surrounded by monsters? You want to make me despair based on these? Impossible! You are still far away!"

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Opening his eyes suddenly, an extremely real feeling of pain came from every part of his body.

It was raining outside the window, the sky was gloomy, and it seemed like it would get dark soon.

"Where is this?" I opened my eyes. My eyesight seemed to have dropped a lot and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"Am I not in a deep dream?" Countless questions flooded into my brain. My last memory of the dream was very vague. If I thought about it too much, I would feel as if my head was going to explode.

"You're actually awake? You can still wake up after being in a coma for thirty days?! Lie down and don't move, I'll call the doctor!" The nurse hurriedly ran out of the ward. After a while, two doctors came in and began to treat me in various ways. kind of inspection.

"Thirty days? I was in a coma for thirty days?" My vision slowly became clearer, and I wanted to move my body, but severe pain came from just a slight move.

"What is going on? Where is Ye Bing? Where is Truman?" I wanted to shout, but my voice was very weak.

"The liver transplant operation was successful. Keep observing. This guy is really destined to die." The doctor's words made me even more confused.

"Liver transplant?" I looked at my lower abdomen. My whole body was covered with bandages. I had no choice but to try looking inwards and mobilize my weak thoughts to enter the body. The kidney orifices were normal, but when I saw the liver orifices, my face changed. Extremely ugly.

"Gone! Dream Wing Gu is missing!"

The door to the ward was pushed open at this time, and Tie Ningxiang, who was wearing a police uniform, walked in: "Doctor, I am a family member of the patient! How is the situation?"

Familiar faces make me feel at ease no matter what. It's all so real, so real that I couldn't help but murmur: "Senior sister..."

"The patient's condition has stabilized, but he cannot be greatly stimulated for the time being. Please use caution when talking." After the doctor finished speaking, he left the nurse behind and walked out.

"Sorry to trouble you." After Tie Ningxiang thanked me, she moved a chair and sat next to my hospital bed. Her expression was extremely complicated. She hesitated to speak. In the end, she didn't say anything. She just held my somewhat cold hand. Palm: "Just wake up."

"I have been in coma for thirty days? Where are Ye Bing and Truman? Treatment..." I felt the warmth on my fingertips and managed to form words.

"The treatment failed. They were all asleep. Only you woke up once, and then your liver suffered serious damage, which was almost life-threatening." Tie Ningxiang said very slowly, wanting to give me time to accept it.

"Liver orifice? Is it the dream wing Gu that brought me out of the deep dream?" I looked inside my body, and my mind stayed on the transplanted liver.

"By the way, this is your thing." Tie Ningxiang took out the underworld show mobile phone and handed it to me: "I know this thing is very important to you, so I kept it for the first time. Don't worry, I will keep it while you are unconscious. No one has touched it during this time.”

"Mobile phone? Thank you, senior." I endured the severe pain and took the phone. After clicking it, my face became even more ugly. The show points I had worked so hard to save had now turned into negative numbers!