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Early in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight pierced through the curtains, Lin Tiantian leaped out of bed with excitement. Her face was full of energy. Lin Ting and Shue Ling were also ready, but they were dragged by the only girl in the house to visit her beloved market.
The market was crowded, with various stalls arranged in a charmingly haphazard manner, each exuding its unique charm. Like a bee, Lin Tiantian shuttled between the stalls, and every time she discovered something new and interesting, her eyes would sparkle. Lin Tingze gently reminded her from the side, showing the tenderness and care of an older brother. Shue Ling, on the other hand, carried the pride and curiosity of the Prince of the Demon Tribe, sometimes commenting on the lively scene and sometimes falling into contemplation.
When Lin Tiantian's gaze fell on a booth filled with antiques and treasures, she was deeply drawn to what seemed like an ordinary antique. Its appearance was not extravagant, yet it had an indescribable allure. She couldn't help but reach out to touch the antique, but was gently stopped by the booth owner - a merchant named Silver Fox.
Silver Fox, a cunning and mysterious figure, had a handsome face with a hint of mischief in his eyes. He looked at Lin Tiantian and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Young lady, this antique is no ordinary item, I'm afraid it's not suitable for you."
Lin Tiantian's curiosity grew as she stared into the silver fox's eyes, a hint of a teasing smile on her lips: "I just like unusual things. What makes this antique different?"
The silver fox smiled slightly, seemingly appreciating Lin Tiantian's curiosity. "This antique is called 'soul mirror,' and it is said to reflect the truest thoughts from deep within the viewer's heart," he said with a hint of mystery in his voice.
Lin Ting Upon hearing this, his expression changed slightly. He stepped forward and gently but firmly said to Lin Tiantian: " Tiantian, do not easily believe that the items in the market are necessarily genuine."
Shue Ling stood nearby, his eyes revealing deep contemplation on the matter: "The things in the human world are always full of illusions."
Lin Tiantian seemed deeply attracted to this antique, and she looked at Lin Ting with a longing gaze: "Brother, I really want this antique."
Lin Ting furrowed his brow, his gaze shifting between the antique and his sister. Finally, he nodded slightly, but still expressed concern: "Alright, but be careful. If anything unusual happens, tell me immediately."
Lin Tiantian nodded eagerly as she reached out her hand to the silver fox, taking the antique from him. A mysterious glint passed through the silver fox's eyes, as if he knew what kind of experience the antique would bring to Lin Tiantian.
After leaving the silver fox's booth, the three continued to wander around the market. The antique in Lin Tiantian's hand seemed to possess a strange allure, leaving her feeling both excited and uneasy. Shue Ling seemed indifferent to it all, appearing detached from the human world, but his gaze occasionally lingered on the antique in Lin Tiantian's hand, as if sensing its hidden power.
After strolling through the market, the three returned to the inn. Lin Tiantian placed the antique on the table, and it emitted a subtle luster in the sunlight. Lin Ting sat nearby, furrowing her brows, seemingly doubtful about the antique. Shue Ling observed quietly, his eyes revealing the unique sharpness and insight of the demon race.
As night fell, Lin Tiantian lay in bed, the antique in her hand seemingly shimmering with a mysterious light in the darkness. Her eyes were full of curiosity, and in her mind, Silver Fox's words echoed: "It can reflect the truest thoughts deep within the viewer's heart." Unconsciously, she gazed at the antique, as if seeking answers from within.
At that moment, the antique suddenly emitted a faint light, reflecting a mysterious and bizarre scene in Lin Tiantian's eyes that she had never seen before. She was stunned by this sudden image, feeling both unsettled and fearful.
Lin Ting and Shue Ling heard the sound and rushed over, immediately sensing that something was wrong as they saw Lin Tiantian staring at the antique. Lin Ting quickly stepped forward, taking the antique from her hands, while Shue Ling nervously watched Lin Tiantian's condition.
Lin Tiantian slowly came to her senses and looked at Lin Ting and Shue Ling with a hint of fear, "I just saw some strange images, what was that?"
Lin Ting had a serious expression as he looked at the antique in his hand, "It seems that this antique is indeed out of the ordinary. We need to find out its origins."
Shue Ling's gaze was cold, and he said lightly, "The power contained in this antique is not simple. We should handle it with care."
The three of them decided to go to the market again the next day to look for the Silver Fox and uncover the mystery of this antique. Late at night, Lin Tiantian lay in bed, filled with doubts. And in the night sky outside the window, dark clouds obscured the stars, as if hinting at an impending disaster.
Late at night, Lin Tiantian lay in her room, the sheets in disarray from her constant tossing and turning. The room was illuminated only by the faint moonlight streaming in through the window, highlighting the sweat on her forehead. Her brows were furrowed, and her face betrayed an indescribable pain.
The terrifying scenes in her dreams made her breathing increasingly rapid. The horrifying dark shadow, as if alive, spread unchecked in the chaotic dreamscape, each extension causing the surrounding air to freeze. Lin Tiantian's heart felt as though it were gripped by cold hands, the fear penetrating to her very core.
She ran hard in her dream, the wet and slippery ground causing her to stumble over dry twigs and leaves. Every time she tried to stand up, the dark shadow appeared not far away, as if mocking her weakness. A flash of determination passed through Lin Tiantian's eyes, she gritted her teeth and rallied herself to continue running.
Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, accompanied by deafening thunder and blinding lightning. Each flash illuminated Lin Tiantian's resolute face and the gradually clearer dark shadow behind her. Her heart pounded so violently, as if it could burst out of her chest at any moment.
Faced with the seemingly unbeatable dark shadow, Lin Tiantian straightened her back, her hands clenched into fists, her eyes determined. The confrontation in this dream was not just a physical battle, but also a test of the spirit. Every time she attempted to attack, the shadow dissipated like a phantom, only to reappear even stronger.
The laughter of the shadow echoed in the dream, carrying contempt and malice: "Foolish humans, your efforts will ultimately be in vain." Its voice was cold and piercing, fueling Lin Tiantian's anger even more.
Lin Tiantian tried to resist the dark shadow, but every attack she made seemed to hit nothing, unable to reach the essence of the shadow. In her dream, Lin Tiantian felt deeply powerless and desperate. She saw the world around her begin to collapse, with suffering and devastation among the living, and everything beautiful seemed to turn to ashes under the power of the shadow. Her heart was filled with grief and helplessness, tears swirling in her eyes.
Just as the dark shadow was about to launch a fatal blow at her, Lin Tiantian suddenly woke up from the dream, gasping for breath. Her vision gradually focused, and she realized she was still in her own room. Her palms were wet, her heart still beating wildly, and that fear still tightly wrapped around her heart.
Lin Tiantian's panic surged like turbulent waves, and she quickly got up, carrying a mix of confusion and unease, and ran to find Lin Ting. Her steps were hurried, almost stumbling as she moved forward. When she found Lin Ting's room, her eyes were already filled with tears, and glistening teardrops hung on her eyelashes as she tremulously recounted her terrifying dream.
Lin Ting was awakened by his sister's crying, and he quickly sat up, his eyes still showing the drowsiness of just waking up. But when he saw Lin Tiantian's tearful appearance, he immediately became alert and comforted her with concern, saying, "Don't be afraid, Tiantian, it was just a dream. I'm here." He reached out his arms and gently embraced his sister, trying to soothe her fear with his warmth.
At this moment, Shue Ling was also awakened. He walked over, with a calm expression, but his eyes revealed a hint of unusual inquiry. He gazed at Lin Tiantian and said in a deep voice, "The dark figure in the dream may be related to the antique in your hand. That dark figure doesn't seem to be just an illusion in the dream; it may be a projection of some unknown force."
Upon hearing Shue Ling's words, Lin Tiantian became even more frightened. She tightly grasped Lin Ting's clothes, her eyes filled with deep fear. "Brother, that dark figure feels very real. I seem to sense its malice, as if it's foreshadowing some kind of disaster."
Lin Ting listened and his expression became serious. He nodded, indicating his understanding. He decided to go to the market early the next day to find the mysterious silver fox and seek the true origin of the antique. Shue Ling frowned, his eyes revealing deep thought and concern. He felt that this matter might be much more serious than they had imagined.
As the night grew deeper, Lin Ting stayed in Lin Tiantian's room, accompanying her until she calmed down again and fell asleep. He gently tucked her in and then quietly left the room. Meanwhile, Shue Ling stood by the window in his own room, gazing at the night sky, his eyes flashing with imperceptible worry. The gentle night breeze blew through, scattering the strands of hair on his forehead, but it couldn't dispel his thoughts.
The next morning, the three of them returned to the market, searching for the trace of the Silver Fox. Their hearts were filled with doubt and unease, but also with the determination to unravel the mystery.
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