Si Mingde stroked his beard, reminiscing.
" The Evil Spirit Mirror itself is fine, but... about forty years ago, a large number of sorcerers suddenly emerged who practiced evil arts. Their techniques required human blood and flesh as a catalyst and human souls as a vessel. This led to them being hunted down by many traditional Daoist families. The association took this very seriously and it took nearly five years to completely eliminate them."
"But those sorcerers crafted many magical artifacts, some of which still circulate among the people today; the Evil Spirit Mirror is one of them."
Si Mingde sighed deeply, feeling only regret and emotion as he recalled the events of that year.
"According to the association's investigation, the original group of sorcerers from hundreds of years ago did not become ghosts or spirits after their deaths. Therefore, they escaped the scrutiny of the Underworld and, through their evil magic in life, became Evil Spirit that are neither humans nor demons, ghosts, nor gods."
" Evil Spirit can be summoned by believers in later generations through the Evil Spirit Mirror, but each Evil Spirit has different habits, and what it demands in return for fulfilling the believer's wishes also varies."
Jiang Nuo stared at the Evil Spirit Mirror for a while, "Hey, could it be that this Evil Spirit is trying to collect good fortune?"
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After hanging up the video call, Song Zheng asked, "So, shouldn't the next step of the investigation be to shift the focus to tracking down Evil Spirit?"
"What's strange is that Qian Qiang has extensive connections in the entertainment industry, so it's normal for him to have access to something like the Evil Spirit Mirror, but how did Zhang Da and Yi Ran manage to get their hands on it?"
Jiang Nuo muttered, "Could it be that someone deliberately guided this?"
Si Yan called Zhang Da's Wife back and asked her about the mirror. Zhang Da's Wife's confused and bewildered expression was even more genuine than before.
"No... I really don't know, and I've never seen this mirror before."
Zhang Da's Wife kept explaining, " Zhang Da doesn't like to tell me any of his secrets, and I'm usually busy with work."
"However... he has two friends who also drive taxis, and they like to go out drinking together all the time. They might know something."
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."
As it was getting dark, Song Zheng didn't ask any more questions, and the three of them left the small room.
As soon as they stepped out, Zhang Da's Wife hurriedly slammed the door shut.
Did you get any answers?
When Song Zheng's colleague heard him ask, he shook his head and replied, "The residents here don't care about anything that's none of their business. They're busy making a living and rarely have the time to meddle in other people's affairs."
"I asked several families in the neighborhood, and even those who live very close by don't know anything about each other's families."
Song Zheng turned to Jiang Nuo and said, "Then we'll split into two groups tomorrow. You two will go to the road where Zhang Da died, and I'll go investigate the two friends that Zhang Da's Wife mentioned earlier."
"Okay." Si Yan nodded. "We can exchange information anytime."
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I got home at 9 p. m. after dinner.
Si Yan wanted to study the Evil Spirit Mirror, so unusually, he didn't immediately rush into the bathroom to take a shower, Jiang Nuo was still a little unaccustomed to.
Si Yan cross-legged on the sofa, studying the Evil Spirit Mirror, his Spiritual Power flowing across its surface.
When Si Yan obtained the mirror at Zhang Da's house, he discovered a strange and inexplicable power within it, subtly testing his Spiritual Power.
The mirror surface rippled like water, and the contents of the Si Yan gradually distorted in the mirror, making the characters appear clearly visible.
Do you want to know about his past?
Si Yan frowned. "Whose is it?"
The first line of text gradually faded away, answering Si Yan's question.
The person you're thinking of.
Si Yan glanced subconsciously at the door leading to the bathroom.
He pursed his lips. "Don't give me that crap. Who exactly are you?"
The Evil Spirit Mirror, however, had no intention of giving up.
They released some scenes on their own, scenes more spectacular and blood-soaked than those in an epic movie.
Or perhaps in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, human heads are scattered everywhere, giant snakes are coiled around, and there stands a figure that Si Yan knows all too well, dressed in blood, standing alone, blood streaming from his left eye.
In a magnificent yet eerily bizarre castle, everyone wears a mask, but their hearts are hollow, displayed on plates. Only Jiang Nuo, dressed in a tuxedo, smiles, holding a knife and fork as if preparing to savor the food.
In these scenes, Jiang Nuo doesn't seem to be a survivor on the brink of death, but rather the one in control.
The writing reappeared.
Do you really think he's telling the truth?
"No one will survive the Cataclysmic Dungeon."
so...
Do you really think Jiang Nuo is as tragic as you imagine? The boy who slays the dragon will eventually become the dragon himself.
Si Yan's wrist twitched, and her eyes darkened slightly.
[The progress of the Save the Villain Plan has been slowed down, currently at 75%. -500 points will be deducted.]
Jiang Nuo, who is taking a bath:!!!
He suddenly crawled out from under the bathtub, his face covered in water droplets, blinking blankly.
What's going on?!
Jiang Nuo smoothed her wet hair, got up from the bathtub, threw on a bathrobe, and went out barefoot.
" Si Yan."
Jiang Nuo returned to the living room, his hair still dripping wet. He shook his head and leaned closer, asking, "What's wrong?"
Si Yan snapped back to reality and instinctively flipped the mirror over to cover it. "It's nothing."
Jiang Nuo sat down beside him and shook a finger. "He doesn't look like he's alright."
"Is there something in this mirror...?" " Nuonuo."
Si Yan suddenly interrupted him, cupping Jiang Nuo's face in her hands, her voice slightly hoarse.
Don't ask.
He didn't speak, but instead used lip reading to communicate with Jiang Nuo.
Jiang Nuo looked blank, but slowly nodded.
"Sweetie, go to your bedroom and rest. I'm going to wash up."
Si Yan kissed his cheek, then took the mirror and left the living room.
Jiang Nuo frowned in confusion, feeling that Si Yan's expression just now seemed to indicate that he was wary of... what was he wary of? That mirror?
Little Lucky Star's thoughts are hard to fathom.
Jiang Nuo's doubts dissipated quickly; as long as Si Yan didn't get into trouble, they could catch up slowly.
I was just being a little more cautious, so I ran back to my bedroom to dry my hair.
Si Yan always takes a long time to wash up, and Jiang Nuo is used to it. After drying her hair, she lies on the bed in various positions watching variety shows and gossiping.
Suddenly, Jiang Nuo sat up cross-legged and stared at a plea for help from a fan in the same city on the screen.
Glutinous Rice Porridge Wanders: Jiang Nuo God Nuo! Please! My sister works at a crematorium in the suburbs. She said that recently the crematorium has been closing very early, and she has to squeeze in time to do her work. It gets very tiring after a while.
But she's started sleepwalking lately! She even went to the crematorium at night and then took a taxi back, but my sister wasn't aware of it at all; she thought she slept all night. More importantly, my house has been acting strange these past few days. Rooms with mirrors are especially cold, and you can't see your face clearly in the mirrors... What should I do, God Nuo?!
This Weibo received many upvotes in the super topic and went straight to the top of the trending list, with comments all tagging Jiang Nuo.
Given the circumstances, and the fact that it was a crematorium, it was difficult for Jiang Nuo not to connect this matter with the case.
He thought for a moment and typed a reply.
Jiang Nuo: Glutinous Rice Porridge Wanders Don't worry~ DM me your address. Don't go out with your sister tonight. I'll go check on her tomorrow morning.
A few minutes later, Glutinous Rice Porridge Wanders provided the latest reply.
Glutinous Rice Porridge Wanders: Jiang Nuo... My sister committed suicide... but what I saw... it looks like the situation in the live stream where she was Ghost Killing.
Jiang Nuo paused in surprise, a sense of unease inexplicably rising in her heart.