Just then, Wenren Sheng spotted a mischievous crow that did not fly into the clock tower mirror with the flock.
Instead, it circled down from above, then quietly drifted toward a dazed old man.
Then it aimed at the old man's tailbone and pecked him viciously.
"Ow! You rotten bird!" The old man turned and swatted at it.
But the crow swiftly flew up and slipped back into the clock tower mirror.
Wenren Sheng found it a little strange. Since something so bizarre existed here, why had the locals not sealed off the clock tower completely?
He casually found a local and asked.
"We don't know why it hasn't been sealed off either. Anyway, it doesn't interfere with us, so no one bothers with it. It can even serve as a tourist attraction. Lots of people come to see it every year," the local said.
Wenren Sheng nodded. According to the records, the local Patrol Division had sent people to investigate, but none could enter the mirror. Since it was harmless to Ordinary People, the matter had been shelved.
Now, it seemed that if he wanted to resolve this incident as quickly as possible, he still had to find a way into the mirror.
He turned invisible again, then floated into the air and arrived outside one of the clock tower's metal mirrors.
He reached out and touched the mirror. Sure enough, his hand could not pass through it.
"Little Illusion, can you follow those crows inside?"
"Old Wen, why are you making me work again? Wouldn't that make me your tool? I'm not even two years old yet—you're using child labor!" Little Illusion said in his mind, though she did not reveal herself.
It seemed she had grown tired from playing in the water earlier and did not want