Chapter 183 -- Pandora's Box

Chapter183 - Pandora's Box

When Wu Meng bit his finger and smeared blood on the evil mirror, the drop of blood immediately seemed to be directly absorbed by the evil mirror and disappeared without a trace. After the drop of blood was absorbed, a huge light began to burst out from the place touched by Wu Meng.

The light is actually not dazzling and looks very soft. However, compared with the whole evil mirror hell, it has almost become a big light bulb. Other little ghosts led the sinners to look at the shining Wu Meng here.

"What's going on?" Wu Meng didn't understand why when his blood dripped on the evil mirror, his body actually glowed the same yellow and soft light as the evil mirror, turning Wu Meng into a big light bulb. No one likes this feeling except demons.

The horn horseshoe also looked at Wu Meng stupidly. Even if they don't need to talk or use mind reading, Wu Meng can get the answer he needs from their expressions. It seems that they don't know what's going on.

"Young master, don't you feel any discomfort..." Looking at Wu Meng, who had become a light bulb, the horned horseshoe was very worried. Why did this guy who casually play with the evil mirror not follow the ordinary process and was illuminated by the evil mirror for the sins he had committed before, but showed a lot of brilliance.

The horns and horses are sincerely worried about Wu Meng's safety. The two of them have made up their mind to follow Wu Meng. For this reason, they even left their own job of guarding the second level of hell, and followed Wu Meng here and still bleeding heavily in the third level of hell. If Wu Meng is gone like this, they will die comfortably...

"Well, I didn't feel any pain and itching, but I felt warm..." Wu Meng didn't feel that this light had a negative effect on her. Instead, the light shines on the body, and there is a warm feeling of sunshine that has not been felt in hell for a long time.

In hell, there is no sun. Although it is a dark sky, it can be seen miraculously on the ground. Of course, I don't know if this is night vision. Anyway, I haven't heard that ghosts like to bask in the sun, and I haven't heard that ghosts are afraid of darkness and go the wrong way at night.

When the light remained on Wu Meng's body for nearly ten minutes, it slowly dissipated. It was not until this time that the horn horseshoe was really relieved and dared not let Wu Meng play at will.

Directly pulled Wu Meng away from the evil mirror. And Wu Meng didn't know why, and she left here happily, and didn't even look back at the legend that the demon mirror was the same mother's evil mirror. Of course, the horn horseshoe didn't notice. When they left, Wu Meng had one more thing in his arms. There is a small box.

And Wu Meng was not strange at all. He directly put the small box in his arms and was not noticed by anyone. The horn horseshoe did not notice it, but led Wu Meng to the fourth floor of hell. Wu Meng, who has gradually become accustomed to this kind of continuous walking, has no other complaints, just follow the horns and horseshoes and continue on his way.

When they finally arrived at the palace on this floor and met two bull-headed horses who were relatives at the door, Wu Meng had lost interest in these guards on each floor. And it has always been horns and horses' hoofs negotiating. After some negotiation, the horn horseshoe completed this level of task or something.

And when Wu Meng was about to go to the fifth floor again, the horn horseshoe suddenly put forward such an idea:

"Young master, we have now come to the palace of hell on the fourth floor. Do you think we should go straight from there to the fifth floor of hell, or should we rest in the palace on this floor? We don't care, but your noble body is too tired!"

"Well, that's good. Although it's not too tired, it's not too late to take a break and refresh yourself." Wu Meng, who was not very tired, also agreed with the horn horseshoe. He played with the little black box in his clothes, but there was nothing strange on his face.

Under the service of the horned horseshoe, Wu Meng casually found a room to live in the palace on this floor, and the horned horseshoe also retreated after the request. When everything was ready, Wu Meng finally took out the small box he got in the evil mirror from his arms.

At that time, when Wu Meng painted her blood on the evil mirror, for some reason, a strange soft light suddenly flashed on Wu Meng's body. Although on the surface, it is Wu Meng. However, Wu Meng's own heart understands that the source of this layer of light is actually not from herself, but from her own image in the brass evil mirror!

Why does the self in the mirror shine? Wu Meng did not think about this problem carefully. Because at that time, he suddenly felt that something was suddenly added in his arms. At that time, everyone's eyes noticed Wu Meng, and Wu Meng was not stupid to take out this extra small box at that time for everyone to watch...

In addition to barely finding out that this is a square box, Wu Meng is not clear. However, since it is related to this evil mirror, Wu Meng doesn't believe that it's just a joke. No matter what you think, this box is extraordinary!

So, it was not until then that Wu Meng began to look at the small box carefully. That's a small box about ten centimeters square. The overall color looks dark, and there is no decoration such as patterns on it. Although it is simple and generous, it is not in line with the current gorgeous and exquisite style.

The composition of this box is the principle of direct clamshell. Moreover, at the interface of the box, it is not locked, and it seems that the box can be opened with a slight flip. The dark skin seems to be able to swallow all people's eyes. Wu Meng's eyes touched the box and did not move away.

Is there any treasure in it? Wu Meng saw the hunting joy, and an inexplicable desire seemed to urge him to open the box quickly. Wu Meng was excited, as if any treasure in it would jump out immediately.

His hands trembled a little, his eyes were full of inexplicable light, and the unspeakable excitement filled his heart. The small box in front of him seemed to have a strange magic, ** his body and mind, giving him a sense of individuality, which made him excited and unable to control himself, and couldn't help but want to open it.

"Don't open it!" When Wu Meng's hand had touched the box, a voice suddenly shouted in his head! Wu Meng's hand touching the box immediately stopped. As if he had been splashed with cold water on his face, his slightly hazy eyes showed a clear color, and his mind immediately woke up.

Something's wrong, something's wrong, it's very evil! Wu Meng threw the small box directly into his arms. There was a cold sweat on his head, and he was scared by what had just happened. Yes, just now, his mind seemed to have been directly confused by this small box. If it is the demon who is confused, that's it. Now, in the state of the two-in-one state of the fate demon and the ability of fate, you will be confused! This is so abnormal!

You know, fate itself has the ability in this regard! His mind reading and a certain degree of hypnosis are all good at! However, now, in the state of two-in-one fate demons, Wu Meng is actually confused by a small box. If it weren't for the missing shout from the conscious space, then Wu Meng would have opened the box directly in that confused state.

What kind of box is this? How can it have such magic? Of course, now you can be sure that this box must not be any fairy artifact or something in Wu Meng imagined. Even so, what kind of magic weapon is it? If it is something that can confuse the master and devour its master, if it is the right thing, it will be strange!

Although Wu Meng still wants to know the specific origin of this small box and what is in it, Wu Meng no longer dares to look at this small box full of strange magic. If he does it again, he is not sure whether he can wake up his mind.

A box is so powerful, so isn't the thing contained in this box directly against the sky! Holding this box that can confuse Wu Meng, who is connected with the two-in-one demons, when Wu Meng encounters an invincible enemy, he directly throws the box out, and then Wu Meng goes up again. Isn't that a good tactic?

Wu Meng shamelessly thought of this way to solve this small box that ordinary people can never think of. Of course, let's go back and ask about the details...

Conscious space. When fate and demon returned here, they finally lived up to their expectations and did not say any more mantras such as "Let it be". Even there was a slight fluctuation on their faint faces in the past, which made fate and demon a little uncomfortable. Did the sun come out from the west? There has been such a big change in the absence.

"This box is Pandora's magic box!" This is the first sentence missing, and just such a sentence makes the three people stand on the spot directly.

Pandora Magic Box? Well, how is that possible? Pandora's magic box should be a Western thing. Even if there is heaven and hell here, it is also Eastern. Can you have anything to do with Pandora? Don't tell me that the demon mirror and the evil mirror and Pandora's magic box were born from the same mother!

"How did you guess it?" Yuan and Yao don't understand. Although they know the lack of intelligence, they are absolutely sure that they have never known anything about Pandora's magic box before. Because they are all one and lack what they know, they have also completely seen it. Of course, they may not be able to infer what they can be inferred by the lack of wisdom.

But even so, it is impossible to be absent from nothing. Fate can be sure that even in the real world, they have no other knowledge except that there is such a box in the West. How did you know the lack?"

There is no other expression on his indifferent face, just pointing to the small box placed close to Wu Meng in the external image in the dark of the void, and said faintly, "Don't you notice that the bottom of the small box is written..."