Your knowledge is too taboo

Chapter 200 The real owner of the mirror

The night wind made my cheeks hurt.

I don’t know when the lights on the street were destroyed. They only flickered for a moment occasionally and remained dim most of the time.

A few maple leaves were rolled up and falling towards the street. It's like a small boat crossing the river, swaying gently.

Finally, he was rolled down in front of a black suitcase.

This suitcase is very large, and it seems to contain some precious things. It is held tightly in the hands of a guy whose figure cannot be seen clearly.

The crumpled moonlight shone on the man's body, reflecting his angular jawline.

This is a completely different guy from the small town.

If the town feels dilapidated and depressed, then the man in front of me...

Just twisted and mysterious.

He carried his suitcase and walked slowly down the street. Stepping into the piled maple leaves, these decayed leaves crackled and howled unbearably under the weight.

Under the full moon, he walked into the town.

The residents on both sides of the street were tightly closed, and even the display windows on the side of the mansion were covered by curtains, not allowing any light to leak out.

But it was obvious that something was poking out from between the door and window, peering at the man walking in the night.

This feeling of being spied on was so obvious that the man couldn't help but frown.

But he still remained calm, letting the hem of his windbreaker float in the wind, blowing through the piles of fallen leaves on the street corner.

After passing two crossroads, he finally arrived at his destination.

A two-story building with the word "hotel" on it.

This building stands out in the entire city, not only because of its height and the plaque hanging at the door - but also because it is the only place with a lantern.

In this small town where the street lights seemed to be on and off, only the lantern at the door of the hotel shone with scarlet light.

Like a flowing whirlpool, there is an unpredictable attraction in the middle.

Staring at the red lantern in front of him, the man gently lowered the brim of his hat.

Finally he walked into the hotel.

The sound of opening the door is slightly noisy. There seems to be a bell behind the door. If anyone touches it, it will collide and make a crisp sound.

Amidst the clanging sound, the man walked into the hotel with his suitcase.

And after he entered the hotel.

This small town seemed to burst into a strange life.

"We're in."

"Yes, it seems there is nothing we can do for the time being."

"But it doesn't matter, there is still a chance, and we will be able to offer sufficient sacrifices soon..."

"Wait and look forward to it..."

Among such whispers.

The street lights in the town slowly returned to light.

And those curtains were quietly opened, revealing the figures hidden in the house.

With what could be called a stiff smile on their faces, they turned around mechanically and lay on the bed.

And at the same time, everyone closed their eyes.

Go to sleep.

It was as if everything that had happened before was just a "confirmation" for them.

After confirmation, they were relieved.

Finally able to sleep.

And at the same time.

In that hotel, the man put down his suitcase next to him.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the front desk of the hotel.

There was a young girl sitting at the front desk. Her flaxen hair was in a ponytail and looked a little yellow. I don't know if it was because she hadn't taken care of it, and the split ends and dryness were obvious.

At this time, the girl was looking at something at her desk. The light from the oil lamp next to her was so weak that she had to squint her eyes.

After hearing the sound of someone entering the door, she didn't raise her head and just said casually: "Isn't it time yet? What are you planning to do..."

But she hadn't finished speaking yet.

The man opposite said: "Stay in the hotel."

Hear this sound.

The girl at the front desk suddenly became excited.

She subconsciously raised her head, her eyes fixed on the man opposite, and then a "surprised" expression appeared on her face.

"...A stranger?" The girl lowered her voice.

She could easily tell that the guy opposite was definitely not a native of the town.

Because there will never be any locals wearing similar clothes.

The collar of his black windbreaker stood high, and his hat fell down to cover the upper half of his face. A white feather was stuck between the gaps in the brim of the hat.

And besides that, the quality of his clothes is far better than that of the people here in the town. Whether it’s a gray shawl or boots, the materials are extremely expensive. If the white scarf on his chest wasn't stained with blood, making him look less like a nobleman and more like a hunter, the girl at the front desk might have thought it was some nobleman coming to patrol.

That's right, how could any noble come to this ghost place?

The girl at the front desk sighed, hiding her surprise: "You didn't come at a good time, a stranger."

Hearing this, the corner of the stranger's mouth hidden under the brim of his hat twitched slightly.

"Who can know when the really right time will be?" He said softly, "Or maybe I am here just for this not-so-good time."

The girl at the front desk couldn't understand what he was talking about.

But she finally checked in the stranger: "Since you have already made your decision, I won't advise you. Let's first agree that ten silver coins are needed for one day here, and one day's amount needs to be paid in advance. "

The stranger was unequivocal: "I'll book it for three days."

As he spoke, he took out thirty shiny silver coins.

"Three days?"

The girl at the front desk was obviously frightened. She raised her head again: "Could you be..."

After talking for a while, she seemed to realize something: "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway. In that case, go upstairs and take the second room on the left. Here, here is the key."

Taking the long bunch of keys from the girl at the front desk, the stranger nodded towards her and then slowly went upstairs.

The stairs were in a state of disrepair and there was an obvious "creep" sound when stepping on them. And if there was nothing wrong with the stranger's eyes just now, I'm afraid there would be a big fat rat passing by in a blink of an eye.

This made him slightly concerned.

"Does it seem like a long time?" he mused.

And arrived at the room the girl at the front desk told him about.

After opening this room, the dust that hit his face made the stranger subconsciously frown.

But he finally sighed and closed the door behind his back.

And put down the suitcase that he had been holding tightly in his hands since before.

"call……"

Sitting on the sofa, the stranger gently rubbed his wrist.

"This is the seventh town I've come to. I hope I can find the right one this time."

He murmured to himself: "But then again, why would the god of 'space' hide in a small town like this?"

The stranger seemed very puzzled: "And I can feel that in addition to 'space', this place also seems to have a 'moon'... Could it be that I finally found the right place this time?"

This discovery made him feel quite excited.

But clearly, now is not the time to be happy about it.

Because he hasn't really verified his conjecture yet.

The stranger calmed down, put his hat next to him, and then laid the suitcase flat.

Pressing a few buttons, he watched the suitcase open in front of him. To reveal what is stored inside.

After seeing the contents of the suitcase, the stranger, who had been very calm from the beginning, now showed an almost intoxicated expression.

"Ah, yes, this is what I want..."

He stretched out his hand, took out something inside, and then reached out to rub its surface: "This simple texture seems to be carved on the hard surface with the thickness of time. Yes, it is you."

"The legendary 'Mirror of All Laws'!"

Between his palms, a mirror stained with some ancient charm was lying quietly.

There is not a trace of fluctuation in the mirror surface.

The stranger seemed to have noticed this a long time ago, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that this 'mirror of all dharma' has the power to see through all the false knowledge of the world. Once it can be awakened, it will inevitably Can become a saint.”

"But why can't I wake it up? Does it mean that I don't have this qualification? I heard that the Mirror of All Laws will choose its own master, and only the person chosen by it can light it."

While sighing, the stranger continued to rub the mirror.

Although he couldn't activate the mirror as in the legend.

But even so, this mirror is still the one he once held... no, it can even be said to be the most top treasure in the world.

The legend about it has been spread since the Great Cataclysm. It is unknown how many people have tried their best to find it and obtain it, even losing their lives.

Even the stranger himself almost died because of this mirror.

But so what?

As long as you can possess this most precious treasure of all time, not to mention a life, even if you have to spend the rest of your life to plunge yourself into the world of death and harvest to death for the "ghost's sickle", then you won't hesitate!

Because in this mirror.

There is a power that can make people...gods!

"But I still didn't expect that this mirror would eventually fall into my hands."

The stranger sighed: "Who would have thought? When the 'demigods' and the 'Chosen' were fighting, I was the one reaping the benefits. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that even the guys who survived before the catastrophe... But that’s it.”

"I heard that 'demigods' are the humans closest to gods in the world. They were selected by Apocalypse and 'War Lords' when they were young. Even such big shots are chasing this mirror. I'm really lucky. "

"But I still have to find a way to activate this mirror in advance. Otherwise, if those top experts know that the mirror is in my hand, I may die miserably."

So before that, he needs to rely on the Mirror of All Laws to improve his strength as soon as possible.

But here is the problem.

What should I do?

This makes strangers find it very difficult.

Because although he obtained the Mirror of All Laws, he didn't know how to activate this mirror like others.

That's why I came to this town.

He heard that the owner behind this mirror had a grudge against the god who controlled "space", and he thought that this might be a breakthrough point, which was why he went to so much trouble.

And he was also thinking that if he really couldn't use this mirror, then he might as well give this mirror to the god who controls space.

Anyway, that guy has nothing to do with the being behind the mirror, so he will definitely be happy to accept the mirror. When the time comes, I might be able to continue to reap some benefits by leveraging the power of the Space God.

But that is a backup option after all.

Because rather than relying on others, you have more initiative by becoming a "god" yourself!

"Even if I can't activate this mirror, then I have to find someone who can do it."

Find the guy who can activate the Mirror of All Laws.

Then use his ability to seek benefits for yourself!

Think so.

The stranger stood by the window.

"Ok?"

He lowered his head and looked at the street in the distance.

"Have the curtains been opened?" The stranger was a little confused.

He could sense before that there was something weird about this town, and every resident in the town seemed to be peeping at him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But he really didn't expect that those guys would open the window as if no one was around after he entered the hotel.

And it’s not just one household.

But all the people, all the houses.

At this moment, the stranger standing on the higher ground on the second floor can see it clearly.

The curtains on each side of the small rooms stretching into the distance were drawn open. Everyone was lying on the bed in the same position, with their eyes closed, and seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

If you ignore the stiff, mechanical smiles on their faces and their movements that seem to be printed from a mold, then this scene is quite heartwarming.

But with the addition of these things.

Only weirdness remains!

Even a stranger feels a chill down his back at this moment.

The moon shone on the street, and the street lights that were originally lit on both sides flickered on and off again, as if sensing something, and gradually lost their original light.

It's like... welcoming the arrival of the moonlight and not wanting to compete with it.

The light cast by the moon is getting fuller and richer.

It surged up like a tidal wave and gathered beside the window, trembling and swaying.

Then, it hit the transparent window regularly and rhythmically.

"Dang", "Dang", "Dang".

Under such rhythmic percussion.

The stranger's face turned slightly pale.

He felt like something was trying to penetrate into his eyes along the moonlight.

To turn him... completely into some kind of strange monster!

Is this pollution?

No, that's not right.

This is a stranger force than pollution, which is far less specific.