The woman on the TV screen has dilated pupils, her arms are covered with stab wounds, her hair is disheveled, as if she is sleepwalking.
What's even more terrifying is that on the double bed next to the woman, her husband is still sleeping soundly, seemingly unaware of anything unusual.
"Is this a surveillance video? Both husband and wife are still alive in the video. It should be something taken before." Tetsuo looked at the horrific scenes in the video. The person closest to him would get up from the bed every midnight.
, and then stood in the house with a knife. Just thinking about this terrifying scene makes me feel cold all over.
"Stop talking and continue reading."
The woman kept repeating one sentence, but it was clear that she was the only one in the mirror. If she wanted to hurt the person in the mirror, it seemed she had to hurt herself first.
The video quickly finished playing. Yantang opened the cabinet under the TV and dug through it to find a paper box sealed with tape.
After tearing open the carton, in addition to many old video tapes, there was also a shabby diary.
When I opened the crumpled diary, the words written on the first page were a bit scary.
"I feel like my wife wants to kill me."
"Every morning when I wake up, I find that the knives in my house have been moved. It cannot be a thief because only the knives in my house have been moved."
"My wife has become a little strange since plastic surgery. Her appearance has become better and her personality has become gentler, but I always feel that the way she looks at me has become strange and scary."
"We are the most familiar people on the pillow, but she looks at me as if she is looking at a stranger. I can feel the disgust deep in her eyes, but we were so happy and loving before."
"I must find out the reason, and I want to get my wife back!"
As he continued to flip through the pages, the contents of the man's diary became more and more desperate.
"Brother, you are my only relative. If you see this diary, I am probably gone."
"There seems to be another person living in your sister-in-law's body. I secretly installed surveillance cameras at home and saw her walking around the house with a knife every night."
"That shouldn't be sleepwalking. She clearly remembered where the knife was. After getting the knife, she would check to see if I was really asleep before walking to the mirror."
"I really can't understand what she is doing. She seems to be talking to the mirror? Does she want to kill herself in the mirror?"
The contents recorded on each page of the diary were different, and they became more and more desperate. Han Fei turned to the end in one breath.
On the last page of the diary, there are only three words written.
"Who are you?"
These three words are different from the previous words. They were not recorded by the husband, but more like what was left by the wife.
Staring at the three words, Han Fei felt as if he was being watched, as if there was a voice in his ear asking him this question.
The woman on the TV screen has gone crazy and keeps waving the knife in front of her. Sometimes she is hysterically waving the knife at the mirror, and sometimes she is sitting quietly and indifferently in front of the dressing table. They are basically two people.
"She should be possessed by the ghost in the mirror. She and the ghost are fighting for control of her body." Yantang said with experience: "I have watched many ghost movies, and generally this kind of ghost is the most difficult to deal with.
They are incorporeal and slowly defeat living people on a spiritual level."
"Spiritual confrontation?" Han Fei himself has a strong willpower. He can completely resist the interference of the voice, but he allows the voice to get into his mind without any defense: "I like spiritual confrontation.
."
"Why?" Yan Tang didn't understand. He pointed at Aunt Li quietly and said, "Don't be careless. Look at Aunt Li's current state. She is already a little possessed. If we are not careful, we might be attacked by those ghosts.
If you put it in a mirror, you won't know how you died."
"That makes sense, please say a few more words." Han Fei finally discovered the correct way to use Yantang's talent. He looked at Yantang expectantly, hoping that he could use Yantang's daydream talent to turn the mirror around.
The ghost deceived him into his mind. When he was in the Death Building, Butterfly's last remaining consciousness was because he wanted to occupy Han Fei's mind, and was crushed to death by Han Fei in the Bloody Orphanage.
Han Fei will die when his blood volume reaches zero. It is very easy to kill him, but it is more difficult to occupy his body and be reborn in his body.
He is not afraid of others playing dirty tricks, nor is he afraid of others snooping into his memories. In fact, he has not even figured out which of the past memories in his mind are true and which are false.
A person who is ruthless and even deceives himself may be talking about his situation.
"If you can speak, just say a few more words, Yantang, now it's your time to shine."
Without further explanation, Han Fei felt that the video was a bit unsatisfying, so he directly used the knife to remove the bedroom door, and then sat in front of the dressing table.
He was sitting facing the mirror, just like the woman in the video.
Because the door is removed, the video playing on the TV in the living room can also be seen in the mirror.
This hardcore immersive experience is haunted and scared all three players.
"Brother, are you sure? I really think that ghost might get into your head and compete with you for control of your body. According to the situation at the scene, there is an 80% chance that she will attack you."
Yantang had a wry smile on his face. As a player whose initial brain power was nine points, he couldn't understand Han Fei's operation.
"Isn't this bad?" Tetsuo also spoke. All fools know that in horror movies, the person who least believes in evil will be the first to die.
While the two players were persuading, Han Fei looked at himself in the mirror with a smile.
"Who are you?"
The woman's voice came over and over again in the video, and the TV was placed in the living room, but those words rang in Han Fei's ears.
Without any resistance, Han Fei relaxed his mind and body, just like sitting on a massage chair and enjoying an atmospheric SPA.
Gradually, I don't know if Yantang's words had an effect, but Han Fei started to smile when he saw himself in the mirror.
As an actor with master-level acting skills, he understands the meaning of every microexpression of human beings. He is really smiling in the mirror, which is different from the smile he performs, and contains a kind of pride that he dare not show easily.
"Smile, smile more happily."
The task required Han Fei to find himself smiling in the mirror. He didn't know how to find the ghost, so he wanted to try to see if he could "make" the ghost in the mirror smile.
Comedian is Han Fei's specialty, and what he likes most is everyone's smiles.
It doesn't matter whether you kill them or not. Complete the task first, wait for the reward to be obtained, and then consider which neighbor to feed.
"Brother Youfu, why are you laughing?"
"Is the ghost already on you?" Tetsuo took out his gloves. He used to want to learn Han Fei's game ideas, but now he feels that he may not be suitable to be a professional player.
Yantang and Tienan were both looking at Han Fei. Aunt Li was also paying attention to Han Fei at first, but her head suddenly shook a few times, her left eye pupil kept trembling, and then she slowly looked towards the opened living room.
The door seemed to have a force trying to drive her away.
Aunt Li slowly turned around and stood in the center of the living room.
Under Yantang's constant persuasion and "curse", something very bad really happened.
The woman's voice penetrated Han Fei's ears and mixed into his memory, and some unfamiliar scenes began to appear.
Han Fei saw a woman sitting in front of the mirror, tearing her face apart. Half of her face was crying and the other half was smiling.
No one knows what she went through, but it can only be seen that she is suffering from great pain at this time.
Her nails scratched her face, and her well-maintained skin had begun to bleed in many places, but it seemed that the mental pain was more unbearable than the physical pain.
After her nails were dug out, the collapsed woman took out the sharp knife on the table and stabbed half of her face directly.
Huge pain entered Han Fei's mind, but he just gritted his teeth slightly.
The woman in his memory began to ruin his cheeks, and Han Fei began to slowly change in the mirror in front of him.
Half of his face seemed to be cracked by frost, and a large number of cracks and wounds spread on the left side of his face. In the mirror, he began to lean forward.
As the figure in the mirror got closer and closer to Han Fei, there were more and more painful memories of that woman in his mind.
The face of the figure in the mirror finally stuck to the mirror. It was not Han Fei's face at all, but the disfigured face of a woman.
Half of her face was covered with scars, and the other half was ferocious and twisted. The smile on her face was no longer there, leaving only pure madness and hatred for revenge.
All the memories began to cry. When the pain swept through Han Fei's body, the woman's face stuck out from the mirror!
She was getting closer and closer to Han Fei's face. When she was about to get into Han Fei's face, Han Fei's eyes, which had been empty of her own, became focused.
He stared at the extremely terrifying and twisted face in front of him, a trace of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"Why don't you laugh? Am I really not funny?"
The disfigured face stopped in front of Han Fei, and its scarlet eyes blinked twice.
"Touch the secrets deep in the soul."
He raised his hands and hugged the woman's head. Using himself as a fulcrum, Han Fei threw her backwards!
"Bang!"
The woman overturned along with the dressing table, all kinds of cosmetics were shattered on the floor, and the three players in the living room were completely dumbfounded.
This scene will probably be remembered for a lifetime.
The blade flashed past, and the disfigured woman never got up after falling. Instead, there was a little more light in the knife.
"You are not the ghost I am looking for." The memory of the woman in Han Fei's mind disappeared. The fragments of the woman's memory could not even fill his mind, let alone enter the depths of his mind.
I lifted up the dressing table on the floor. The mirror was full of cracks. In addition to the cracks, there were three blood-red writings on it. Who are you?
The voice in my ears has not dissipated, and the real ghost in the mirror has not been killed.
"It seems that the scariest ghost is not in this room."
Han Fei walked towards the living room and patted the stunned Yantang: "Don't stop, continue your analysis!"
This chapter has been completed!