Little Stupid Head

The light between his eye's dimming, Mu Di Bai's brows furrowed before he sighed and pointed out with his finger.

Thousands of miles away, Di Tou who was currently slumped on the floor suddenly felt as if someone was pushing down heavily on his back, and after struggling for a brief moment, roused his eyes open.

Blinking his eyes open, Di Tou looked at the image of Mu Di Bai in front of him, and for a moment couldn't help but feel disjointed as his memories came back to him in bits and pieces.

Looking at the face of Mu Di Bai staring angrily at him, Di Tou couldn't help but be confused for a moment, wondering if he had simply passed out in front of the mirror.

Hey, maybe this was one of those magical treasures, and everything he had imagined since passing out in front of the mirror the first time was just a dream?