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They stopped in front of a large door, which was designed like an ancient archway with three gates and four pillars. The central gate was taller and wider, reaching about 7 to 8 meters at its highest point, with an opening width of 5.2 meters, while the two side gates each measured 3.0 meters wide.
As Lin Yu was about to ask something upon entering the gate, she glanced around and said, "Why did you suddenly get nervous just now?"
"I don't know, just a strange intuition," Xiao Qiang replied. The reason for his tension stemmed from the mention of immortal beings in Wapu's legend. Touching the werewolf's fur earlier had given him an odd feeling. This sensation arose from a deep-seated fear he couldn't share with Lin Yu, as he didn't want to affect her emotions, especially since she was a pregnant woman who needed care.
"Was it that werewolf?"
"Nothing, the werewolf is dead."
"But didn't you say that a dead werewolf should revert to human form?"
"Maybe this werewolf is cursed and can't return to human form," Xiao Qiang answered Lin Yu while directing his gaze ahead. They were gradually entering a spacious hall adorned with beautiful Western-style ink paintings.
The paintings had a strong sense of three-dimensionality. In one of them, a large group of humans was bowing to a figure whose appearance… Xiao Qiang couldn't help but think of Han Shaoyu as he looked at that figure.
Surrounding the hall were various murals that also captivated Lin Yu.
Xiao Qiang stared at the painting… Suddenly, the figures within it began to move. The entire group of humans trembled and transformed into the werewolf forms they had seen outside the gate. This drastic change startled him, causing him to nervously step back two paces. When he focused again, those humans were still bowing to the figure seated on the throne.
Not far away, Lin Yu sensed Xiao Qiang's reaction and approached him quietly, asking softly, "Are you okay?"
Xiao Qiang rubbed his eyes and replied ambiguously, "I'm fine."
"Don't you think this place is eerie and strange?" Lin Yu returned her gaze to Xiao Qiang and asked seriously, "We entered here from the desert; where does the air come from? And these murals seem to bear ancient Roman markings. Plus, the Silver Nitrate on the outer wall and that lifelike werewolf—what do these signify?"
Xiao Qiang had considered this question too. He had initially intended to take Lin Yu on an adventure but hadn't anticipated that this place would be so complex and mysterious. They needed to be cautious; he had no idea what evil might lurk here. Just like with the painting earlier—why did it change in an instant? He held her close as they approached the mural. "You have too many questions; I don't know how to answer them. My dear, help me see if there's anything odd about this painting."
Lin Yu leaned closer to the mural under Xiao Qiang's guidance, staring intently for several minutes before slowly shaking her head in certainty. "It seems like ancient Romans are worshipping their leader."
"Is it really that simple?"
"Yes, I looked at it carefully." Suddenly inspired, Lin Yu added, "If we could take all these murals out of here, they would be worth quite a bit." Her attention was drawn to a rounded wooden object nearby; as she walked over and twisted it with her hand, she exclaimed in surprise, "It's movable!"
"Don't touch anything here." Xiao Qiang saw her spinning the arc-shaped wooden button and decided not to stop her any longer, curious about what the wooden button might reveal.
As Lin Yu turned the wooden object, a dull sound reminiscent of the friction of earth's crust echoed nearby, similar to the sounds emitted by the ancient building in the desert. Xiao Qiang quickly pulled Lin Yu back, and indeed, the wall opposite them began to rotate, revealing a narrow passage that could only accommodate one person.
Both Xiao Qiang and Lin Yu were stunned.
"Is there treasure inside?" she asked curiously.
"I don't know. Do you want to go in and take a look?"
"I do. What about you?"
"I think coming here is becoming more meaningful. If we find treasure, we can give it to Wapu and Jill."
"That's a great suggestion." Lin Yu was eager and wanted to enter immediately.
"Hold on, let me go first." Xiao Qiang held her back and squeezed through the narrow passage first, keeping her grip on Lin Yu as she pulled her in. Inside was a room that felt empty except for a brass-colored mirror that looked antique, surrounded by strange carvings.
Women have an innate love for beauty, and upon seeing the mirror, they often find themselves drawn to it, posing in front of it.
Lin Yu looked just as beautiful in the mirror.
Xiao Qiang stared at the mirror, sensing something unusual about it. Slowly, he raised his hand toward the mirror...
Lin Yu chuckled, "Do you like looking in mirrors too?" When he didn't respond but continued to reach out with his arm towards the mirror with a serious expression, she watched his strange behavior without blinking. At that moment, something bizarre happened—his hand passed right through the mirror.
The entire process took only a few seconds, leaving Lin Yu gaping in shock without uttering a word. She stared at Xiao Qiang's hand as it extended... Suddenly, he withdrew his hand, now covered in ice. At the same time, where his hand had reached out, a large hole appeared; as his hand pulled back, the hole instantly restored itself and transformed back into a bronze mirror.
What just happened? "It's very cold over there, like it's snowing," Xiao Qiang said calmly as she extended her finger toward the hole.
"How is that possible?"
"Look at my hand."
Lin Yu extended his hand and grasped Xiao Qiang's, exclaiming, "Wow, it's so cold."
Xiao Qiang took a Glow Stick from his backpack and activated it, its light illuminating the area as he approached the Mirror. He turned to Lin Yu and said, "Stay here, don't move. I'll go take a look."
"Maybe you shouldn't go," Lin Yu hesitated.
"It's fine, I'll be right back."
Determined to proceed, Xiao Qiang brushed aside Lin Yu's concerns. After all, he had once been a hero who had experienced war—what was there to be afraid of?
She watched as he placed both hands flat against the Mirror with the Glow Stick in hand. The Bronze Mirror revealed strange cracks that mirrored the size of his form. As he stepped through the Mirror, it returned to its original state, as if Xiao Qiang had vanished into thin air.
On Lin Yu's side of the Mirror, she felt no chill, but on the other side where Xiao Qiang had gone, he hugged his elbows tightly, his eyes filled with swirling white snow. Before him lay a world blanketed in white, where bizarrely shaped objects resembled ice sculptures. If the Bronze Mirror represented a grand hall, then this place was akin to a palace, with an overall layout reminiscent of royal architecture.
Amidst the falling snowflakes, an ancient castle loomed in the distance, appearing like a crouching beast—fierce and terrifying.
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