Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

At this point, no matter how hard Nan Guan tried to stop it, it was too late.

As soon as the last stroke of the word "可" was written, an irresistible suction force suddenly burst out from the brass mirror, sucking Qin Yangming's soul into the bronze mirror.

The contract officially came into effect at this time.

Qin Yangming suddenly felt that he had established some kind of inexplicable connection with the bouncing bronze mirror in front of him, and he also gained the authority to command it.

However, Qin Yangming felt deeply that something fundamental had flowed away from his body.

Bronze Mirror was very happy, because it meant that his long lonely life had finally ended and there was someone to accompany him, and this companionship was contractually binding.

A bright light came out from the bronze mirror, and his body slowly began to shrink, finally becoming the size of a pendant.

He flew into Qin Yangming's hand, and the bronze mirror, which already had gorgeous and intricate patterns, became even more exquisite.

The ancient small seal script no longer appeared on the mirror, because Qin Yangming could now clearly hear his voice in his heart.

Sure enough, it was the voice of a childish boy, saying:

"What should I call you?"

Qin Yangming responded in his heart: "All are OK."

The bronze mirror said: "Master?"

Qin Yangming laughed. His soul was in the hands of the bronze mirror. If we talk about the master-servant relationship, he should be the one to call the bronze mirror the master.

"Yangming is fine. (Just call me Yangming)"

Qin Yangming then asked: "What's your name?"

This time the bronze mirror was silent for a while before replying: "Wuming (no name)"

Qin Yangming thought for a moment and said, "Is it okay to be quiet?"

Mirror is also called mirror-mirror. Qin Yangming changed the word "mirror" into "jing", implying that he hoped he could be quieter.

Qin Yangming held the shrinking bronze mirror in one hand and carefully wrote the two words "Jingjian" on the shrunken mirror with the other hand.

"Jingjian! Good! I also have a name! (Jingjian is such a good name, I also have a name!)

Qin Yangming smiled. This bronze mirror, which had existed for who knows how long, really had the nature of a child.

Xu Xiaobao squatted and slowly moved to Qin Yangming's side and handed him a red silk thread.

Qin Yangming thanked him, strung Jingjian up with a red thread, and hung it around his neck.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Nan Guan looked at Qin Yangming worriedly and asked.

"Did you really give your soul to that mirror?"

Mo Ying's face was still full of disbelief. He didn't believe that anyone would do such a thing. Isn't this just jumping into a fire pit?

Qin Yangming smiled and said, "It's okay, at least we have solved one problem first."

The only threat at the moment is the kerosene lamp.

Unexpectedly, Jing Jian's muffled voice sounded in Qin Yangming's heart:

"Who are you calling trouble? I am angry!"

Qin Yangming listened to this classical Chinese text suddenly mixed with vernacular Chinese and smiled helplessly:

"You're not the trouble, the lamp is."

"Can't you understand what we say normally?"

Jingjian replied: "Oh! I know a little bit, and I'm still learning! (Tsk, I do know a little bit, and I'm still learning!)"

Qin Yangming praised Jingjian a few words before coaxing him into silence.

The others saw Qin Yangming was in a trance again, and Mo Ying asked hurriedly:

"Hey! Fortune teller, is your soul really lost?!"

Qin Yangming came back to his senses, shook his head and said it was nothing, then was about to crawl out from under the round table and stand outside.

"Sir! What are you doing?"

Nan Guan shouted anxiously, the shadow monster outside was waiting for the opportunity to hunt.

Qin Yangming did not look back at the four surprised people behind him, and said in a steady tone:

"Don't worry, it's okay!"

Qin Yangming crawled out from under the table, slowly straightened his back and stood under the ceiling light of the conference room.

"Because I don't have a shadow anymore!"

The four people who were hiding under the round table were shocked to see that the bright incandescent light was shining directly on Qin Yangming, but there was no black shadow on the ground.

“My soul is for sale.”

Qin Yangming said calmly. No matter how the shadow monster threatened and tempted him, or how it bared its fangs and claws, he still walked steadily towards the kerosene lamp step by step.

"You stop!"

The shadow monster on the ground began to hover under Qin Yangming's feet, as if trying to wrap him up.

But it was no use. Qin Yangming had no shadow at all at this moment. No matter how the shadow under his feet gnawed at him, it had no effect on him at all.

Qin Yangming bent down and picked up the kerosene lamp on the ground, turned the knob on the lamp holder to adjust the flame size, and completely extinguished the kerosene lamp.

The shadow monster had lost the protection of its main body and no longer dared to be arrogant. It dived into the kerosene lamp.

The four people who were still huddled under the round table were already stunned. Qin Yangming turned around and said to them:

"Don't come out yet."

He was afraid that the shadow monster would suddenly attack him. There were still some subtle shadows in the cracks in the walls of this conference room, and the monster could easily move around the room through those cracks without being noticed.

"How to destroy it? (Jingjian, is there any way to completely destroy it?)"

Qin Yangming asked while holding the kerosene lamp in his hand.

"It has been with me for a long time, I can't bear to destroy it. (It has been with me for a long time, I can't bear to destroy it!)"

"I take it in, and it can't harm people, how about that? (I take it in, and it can't harm people, how about that?)"

Qin Yangming didn’t quite understand what Jingjian said, mainly because he didn’t understand what the word “纳” meant.

"Well?" Qin Yangming asked doubtfully.

Jingjian didn't say anything. The small bronze mirror attached to Qin Yangming's neck emitted a dazzling white light, and in an instant it absorbed the kerosene lamp in his hand into its body.

"Can it be stored? (Do you have storage space?)" Qin Yangming asked in surprise.

"Don't be surprised. Your appearance is no different from that of a country bumpkin. (Don't be surprised. Your appearance is no different from that of a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.)"

Bronze Mirror said proudly.

Qin Yangming smiled and said nothing.

He turned around and smiled at the four people who were still huddled under the round table and trembling with fear:

"Okay, come out, it's okay!"

They were still a little scared and couldn't believe that the matter was resolved so easily.

"Fortune teller, is everything really alright? We all still have our shadows!"

Su Mengyuan said, with a look of doubt on his face.

Nan Guan turned around and glanced at Su Mengyuan. This woman really doesn’t know how to talk. What does she mean by “we still have a shadow”?

He gritted his teeth and took the lead in crawling out from under the round table.

Qin Yangming stood there with a smile, looking at Nan Guan whose heart was still beating fast.

However, after a long while, no danger occurred, and the other three people came out from under the round table in doubt.

"Phew! It's finally over!"

Su Mengyuan lost all strength and fell sideways to the floor, thinking about everything that had just happened. He felt like he had survived a calamity.

"All this... is true!" she kept muttering.

"This is all thanks to you, sir!" Nan Guan said. If it weren't for Qin Yangming, they would have died long ago.

Qin Yangming scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said to Nan Guan: "Don't always call me sir, I'm just [playing] the role of a fortune teller."

Nan Guan said solemnly: "You saved us, sir!"

"Hey, Pumpkin, come on, I think you're pretty pleasing to the eye now!"

Mo Ying said carelessly and naturally put his arm on Nan Guan's shoulder.

"Hmph! A policeman can't even fire a gun! How dare you?" Nan Guan shook the sturdy arm off his shoulder with disgust.

"And you like to give people nicknames!"

"Hehe, now that I'm wearing this suit, I've also thought about fulfilling my desire to be a police officer..."

Mo Ying laughed and said, "I was badly bullied by those policemen before, so I just want to shake it off..."

Nan Guan was speechless. He knew the policeman Mo Ying was a fake at first sight, but he just didn't expose him.

"We are saved, get up quickly!" Xu Xiaobao walked to Su Mengyuan who was sitting on the ground, stretched out his hand and said.

"Get out of here! Are you disgusting?" Su Mengyuan yelled at Xu Xiaobao with a twisted face.

Xu Xiaobao was frightened by her roar, and tears of grievance kept welling up in his eyes.

"Hey! You stupid woman, watch your words!"

Mo Ying glared and yelled at Su Mengyuan.

Su Mengyuan had just saved his life, why was he so disgusted?

"Tsk, a fake policeman and a prostitute, you two are in cahoots with each other, what? Are you planning to find a deserted place to vent your anger?"

Su Mengyuan's face was twisted like a rag, and he started cursing at Mo Ying who jumped out to meddle in other people's business.

"Fuck you, I'm not going to..."

Mo Ying rolled up his sleeves and was about to teach this sarcastic woman a lesson, but was stopped by Nan Guan beside him.

"Ignore her, she has lost her mind!"

Everyone saw that Su Mengyuan's body was shaking like a sieve and his face showed a very terrified expression.

Qin Yangming asked in confusion: "Why is she reacting so strongly?"

Everyone also recalled that when the zombies first appeared, she was the one who screamed the loudest, and when the shadow monster of the kerosene lamp and Jingjian appeared, she was also the one who was most afraid.

Qin Yangming walked up to Su Mengyuan who was hugging him tightly. He squatted down and stared at this irrational woman, trying to see something from her face.

"I thought... I thought it was just a reality show..."

Su Mengyuan suddenly burst into tears.

"I remember now. She said the room she was in at the beginning had nothing in it, unlike ours..."

Mo Ying suddenly said that according to Su Mengyuan herself, there had never been anything strange in her room.

Unlike the four of them, the living dead, the kerosene lamp, the prison guard, and Jingjian.

"and many more!"

Mo Ying suddenly shouted in horror:

"There is one more prison guard, one more prison guard hasn't shown up!"

As he spoke, Mo Ying quickly ran to the corner of the wall farthest from the entrance of Nanguan Cave and stood ready for battle.

The others also ran after Mo Ying, looking panicked.

Only Su Mengyuan and Qin Yangming did not move.

Su Mengyuan was still sitting on the ground, covering her face and sobbing, while Qin Yangming seemed to understand something. He stood up and said to Mo Ying and others who were looking nervous:

"Don't hide anymore. There is no such thing as a prison guard."

Qin Yangming turned his head, looked down at Su Mengyuan and said:

"Because, she is."