infinite danger

Chapter 196 Assumptions

Ji Siwei's luck was pretty good. There were no iron bars or anti-theft nets on the windows of the cell, and it was quite spacious.

He only removed a few wooden seals, and after clearing a hole big enough for himself to drill out, he pushed open the window.

The window was old, it was swinging open, and the rust was falling down, Ji Siwei's heart also swayed leisurely with the window, his movements were all light, for fear of accidentally tearing down the window.

Put your hands on the window sill and look down. He is on the second floor, about three meters above the ground.

Below was a clearing full of fallen leaves, surrounded by a row of lush bushes.

The east building was originally remote, and its backside was even more neglected. Unlike the well-manicured green belt in the yard, the bushes here are completely wild, and the weeds grow higher than it.

Further outside, there are several broad-leaved trees that are taller than the east building. Their luxuriant branches and leaves extend outside the city wall, and many of the leaves are wilted by the power grid on the city wall.

It was too eye-catching to throw the dismantled wooden sticks on the ground, so Ji Siwei simply threw them downstairs, and said to the little puppet while throwing it, "Little puppet, I'm going downstairs, can you help me?"

The little puppet cooperated with him more and more tacitly, and could understand what he was thinking without explaining.

The little puppet gave Ji Siwei a positive look, and replied confidently: "Yes!"

At the height of the window sill, as a normal Ji Siwei, he could easily step on it with his hands around his body, but with his current height, it is really difficult to do this gracefully.

With some effort, Ji Siwei carefully got out of the wooden seal, and looked back while holding the window sill with one hand, but he didn't hear anything, and the nurses hadn't caught up yet.

The atmosphere in the east building is getting weirder and colder, the cold air seeps from the cracks in the walls, and there seems to be a sneer in the small dark wind swirling in the cell.

Ji Siwei didn't dare to delay any longer, he trusted the little puppet 100%, and after spotting where it landed, he jumped directly downstairs.

The blown wind wrinkled his shirt and took away the sweat on his body. In this dreary and gloomy world, Ji Siwei felt a rare refreshing coolness.

The puppet followed closely behind, holding his collar with both hands, helping him share most of the gravitational force.

Ji Siwei was strangled by the collar and was a little out of breath. Before landing, he covered his head with his hands and rolled half a circle on the ground, without making any obvious sound during the whole process.

The hem of the shirt that was originally tucked into the trousers was rubbed out more than half, with broken dead leaves stuck to it, and the sleeves were also stained with mud, looking a little embarrassed.

The injured palm accidentally rubbed on the ground, causing a dull pain.

Ji Siwei stood up, pulled out all the hem of his shirt, slapped off the fallen leaves on his clothes, raised his head and unbuttoned two buttons.

He stood in this desolate backyard like a little prince in trouble.

"Little puppet, go up and close the window, and move gently."

After Ji Siwei ordered in a low voice, he picked up a few wooden sticks on the ground and hid them in the bushes.

"Okay, master."

The little puppet jumped up, remembering Ji Siwei's explanation, and gently closed the window.

Ji Siwei looked up at the sky, the sky was very cloudy, without any shadow of the sun or clouds, it was as calm as a frosted mirror.

He lowered his eyes and found that there were no shadows under his feet, nor the plants and buildings.

I don't know if it's because of the light or everything in the mirror world has no shadow.

Without light and shadow, the whole world is somewhat distorted.

There was no one around, and no voice could be heard from the east building.

Ji Siwei looked around, his eyes fixed on an abandoned small house.

The house was hidden in the lush vegetation, with a very low sense of existence, and it was an ideal hiding place.

"Little puppet, let's go there."

After the puppet returned to his side, Ji Siwei took it away from the plants and quietly ran to the abandoned small house.

After taking a closer look, Ji Siwei realized that the house was a bit strange.

It is small in size, with emerald green vines crawling on the walls, and there is a heavy iron door in the middle, with a chain of arm-thick chains hanging on it, which has already rusted.

These are very ordinary, and it is strange that it does not even have a window.

This made Ji Siwei doubt its use.

Opening the door, a rancid smell wafted out from inside. Ji Siwei frowned and stepped inside.

Because there were no windows, the house was very dark, so Ji Siwei didn't close the door right away.

There were no partitions inside, but a wooden beam in the middle, from which hung several rough knots, swaying slightly in the air.

There are several empty water tanks on the left, and a broken wooden table with various iron tools piled up messily on it.

The walls and floors were particularly dull in color, and the color of the stains was reminiscent of old blood.

It's very uncomfortable to stay here, but Ji Siwei has no other choice at the moment.

"It's impossible for those medical staff to do nothing. They chased me all day long, and they may not find them here. If no one finds them, I'll wait here until night before going out."

Ji Swei thought for a while, then closed the door, the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness, and the unpleasant smell in the air became more obvious.

He was so disgusted that his breathing rate slowed down. There was no clean place here, so he had to stand straight on the spot.

Although he couldn't relax completely, the absolutely quiet environment made Ji Siwei calm down a lot.

After entering the mirror, emergencies followed one after another, and he never had time to straighten out his thoughts.

After resting, he felt that his body temperature was gradually dropping, and his heartbeat and pulse became slower and slower. This symptom was very close to when he took the fake death pill.

He seemed to be dying slowly.

He originally planned to wait until midnight in the mirror world, contact the eight-tailed cat through the mirror, let the eight-tailed cat grab two waiters, and exchange him and the puppet.

But what happened in the east building made him unable to ignore it.

Ji Siwei shook out the blood mist balls in his sleeves and let them suspend in mid-air. The misty red opened a gap in the darkness, and in places Ji Siwei couldn't see, it seemed that something quietly put away its minions.

He squatted on the ground holding a black knife, drew a stroke on the ground with the tip of the knife, and analyzed to himself: "Now there are several situations. The first situation is that after I actively entered the mirror world, what happened here Some kind of change happened, and the time was reversed to a day ago.

"If it is true, after I go out of the mirror, there will be two me in the world outside the mirror—the present me and the past me. Similarly, there will be two puppets.

"Even if I don't do anything now, when the little puppet from the past breaks the mirror and is dragged into the mirror the next day, the me from the past will come in again, and then the world in the mirror... will appear two me and two Marionette.

"According to the previous assumption, when 'I' actively enters the mirror, time will be reversed. After the past me enters the mirror world, time will be reversed again, and this cycle will continue... N me and N puppets will appear, It's a paradox."

If this assumption is true, Ji Siwei dare not think about what will happen next.

He drew two more marks under "One" and continued to analyze: "In the second case, the time reversal only occurs in the east building, and other spaces are not affected. If this is the case, I can carry out the original plan."

This possibility is also very high, Ji Siwei let out a breath slowly, and drew a "three" under the "two": "The third case, all this is an illusion created by the copy, it is a trap."

Looking at the black blade with red light, Ji Siwei remembered what the crayon boy had said to him.

"You don't know anything about this place... you're about to taste fear."

Ji Siwei didn't feel scared yet, but the uncertain situation did affect his mood.

He is unhappy, so he wants to find trouble with the "people" who make him unhappy.

"Verification." The tip of the knife drew an arc on the floor, enclosing the words on the ground. In Ji Siwei's eyes, the blood mist filled Ji Siwei's eyes, like a few wisps of clouds floating for no reason. He stared at the tip of the knife, barely audible Say, "Open that door and you'll know the answer."

Where the blood fog couldn't reach, there were more than a dozen figures, large and small, floating around Ji Siwei, nodding their heads and concentrating on the writing on the ground, tilting their heads in puzzlement.

open what door?

know what answer?

They listened for a long time, but couldn't understand what the boy squatting on the ground was saying.

They only knew that the layers of stains on the ground were stained with their blood, and now the tip of the boy's knife was also stained.

The light from the blood mist ball splashed on Ji Siwei's body. He was the only light in the darkness, the only thing exuding vitality in this square inch of land.

More than a dozen pairs of pitch-black hands stretched out faintly, but before Ji Siwei noticed, the little puppet guarding behind him folded his hands and glared fiercely at those figures who were about to move.

There was a soft inhalation sound from the corner, and under the pressure, the hands that had just been stretched out slowly retracted.

Ji Siwei seemed to have sensed something, raised his eyes and looked around, the house was quiet, nothing unusual.

Raising his long eyebrows, he asked softly, "Little puppet, have you found anything strange? Why do I feel the back of my head whizzing?"

The little puppet had an obedient face, watching Ji Siwei with soft light in his eyes: "No."

Strange things are scared away by the puppets, so no.

The little puppet said no, Ji Siwei became more relaxed. He walked to the door and listened to the movement outside, and found that the sirens in the castle had completely disappeared.

He touched the little puppet's head: "Let's go play something exciting tonight."

The little puppet smiled: "Okay."

"Ding--"

A crisp bell rang broke the silence.

Ji Siwei's heart skipped a beat.

He fumbled in his pocket, only to realize that he had brought a black phone in.

No wonder he felt a little cramp when rolling on the grass. He thought it was a stone, but he didn't expect it to be a mobile phone.

After unlocking it, the screen prompts "You have received a new message".

Unknown number: "Huya, why haven't you come to pick me up (˙-˙)."

Seeing this familiar emoji, Ji Siwei knew who sent the text message.

He can still receive text messages in the mirror space in the drawer space, I have to say that You Tingting's ability is really powerful, this black phone is really very practical.

Before he could reply, the phone beeped again.

Unknown number: "Honey~ I miss you~ hurry up and pick me up~"

Ji Siwei touched his eyes that were so hot, and complained: "This is from You Tingting."

"Ding--"

Unknown number: "The game is not fun T^T."

Looking at these few messages, Ji Siwei's mood immediately improved after being affected by the dungeon.

We must quickly return to the present world and take them home.

He still needs to find a way to repair the cut body of the little puppet, and he may have to ask Uncle Leaflet for advice.

The author has something to say: The puppet in front of Huya:

"Okay~ okay~ no problem~"

"What the master said is correct, the master's order is absolute!"

"The host is super cute!"

"The owner is super handsome!"

The little puppet in front of the ghost:

"Go, go, go!"

"Don't roll and beat me to death!"

"Stay away from my master!"

Maybe this is the universe's first Huya blow orz.