That face that was quite handsome in the deep world was just outside the mirror, staring coldly at the helpless girl.
The little skirt her father bought before his death was wrinkled and wrinkled. The girl's white eyes were trembling violently. She huddled in the corner of the black room, her body trembling a little under the gaze of that cold face.
The black python is devouring the room in the mirror, and the darkness is covered by darker things. The girl keeps moving backwards, but there is only the wall behind her.
There was nowhere to run, no place to hide.
Putting his hands on the mirror, Han Fei took out the death knife, with a kind smile on his lips.
"As long as you listen to me, you won't die."
Han Fei said into the phone. After making sure that the girl heard clearly, he stared at the girl's face: "If you can smile and look at me, then you can survive."
His tone was as gentle as possible, but it still made the girl shudder.
What a strange request is this?
Yan Tang and Tien Nan outside the bedroom also heard Han Fei's voice. They looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Why would his teammates say such things in such a scary room?
The girl trapped in the mirror heard the voice coming from the phone. She looked at her face outside the mirror and did not dare to touch the phone on the ground.
"It's a very simple request. As long as you smile happily, everyone will be better off." Han Fei frowned slightly. He wanted to complete the F-level hidden mission as soon as possible, but none of the ghosts in the mirror were willing to smile.
Neighbors walked out of the altar one by one, and their faces appeared outside the mirror. Everyone stared curiously at the dark room in the mirror.
"Smile, be a little happier, let me see your smile."
Han Fei's voice kept coming from the phone. The girl looked outside the mirror, her mouth slowly split open on both sides, revealing a stiff smile that was uglier than crying.
Without receiving the notification that the task was completed, Han Fei directly slashed the death knife on the mirror: "Smile more sincerely, come on! I'll teach you! First relax your lip muscles, open your mouth wide, and then bite the microphone,
Aim the corners of your mouth at it, raise both sides, and pay attention to whether the two ends of your lips are at the same level as the microphone. Keep it there! This is for you to exercise the curvature of your mouth!"
Han Fei is an excellent actor, and showing a charming smile is the basic skill of an actor.
The girl took the microphone and bit it, and then cried out under Han Fei's constant guidance and urging.
Out of control, the situation she faced now was even more desperate than being locked in a mirror.
Hearing the girl's cry suddenly coming from the bedroom, Yantang and Tetsuo looked at each other again in the living room, the shock in their eyes turning into disbelief.
What happened in the bedroom?
Just listening to the sound will inevitably make people think wildly!
Sighing softly, Han Fei knew that the girl was not the ghost he was looking for.
No longer blocking the black python, it swallowed the black room behind the mirror.
Just when it was about to swallow the little girl into its stomach, the skin on the girl's back was pulled open like a dress, and a boy who was only a few years old suddenly popped out!
The boy's body was covered with bloodshot eyes, and he was haunted by the resentful spirits of several adults, including the girl's father.
"The owners of those business cards in the living room should all be here. This kid is the culprit. He kept luring people over the phone and killed those people."
Crying sounded in the bedroom, despair soaked into the mirror, crying hands touched the mirror, and the body merged into the mirror little by little.
After overcoming his fear in the animal alley and daring to be alone in the mall at midnight, Duanhou became the neighbor who followed Han Fei out the most. Now he is no longer the child who only played hide and seek.
When crying appeared, the whole room fell into sadness, and all despair became a weapon for crying.
Without letting anyone else interfere, after crying into the dark room in the mirror, he slowly closed his hands towards the child.
His fingers seemed to be able to stir up the despair in the child's soul, directly turning the resentment of being enslaved by the child into shackles that bound him.
Despair formed a cage, and the cry brought back the most painful past in the child's heart. When the boy went hysterical and crazy, the cry sent him to the mouth of the black python.
The black shadow swallowed the boy's body in one gulp, then stood on the boy's body while crying, pointing his finger at the boy's forehead.
The severe pain made the boy scream, and his mind was gradually completely taken over by despair. A cold teardrop made entirely of Yin energy flowed out of his numb eyes.
He reached out and took away the tears, crying took away all the boy's memories and despair.
Compared with a boy, crying is like a gluttonous and desperate monster.
"Snapped!"
The mirror shattered, and Cry grabbed the black python and walked out of it.
There is no change in the crying body, but the aura of despair becomes stronger, and the scope of the crying sound expands again.
The one who benefited more should be the black python. It devoured the room behind the mirror and absorbed all the resentment and yin energy accumulated there. Its body doubled in size.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have discovered an unknown type of pet!"
"Pet type:???"
"New ability: Black Room."
"Dark Room: Its body contains a black room."
When the black python ran back to Han Fei and Xu Qin's feet, Han Fei also received the system prompt.
This little monster swallowed the weird mirror in the closet and gained the power of the mirror.
Han Fei has always been curious about this little monster. He also asked Xu Qin about the specific training process, but Xu Qin didn't know anything about it.
She just used the room next to her as a place to dispose of waste, and kept pouring some cursed food into it. Who knew that the entire room became conscious, and it began to please Xu Qin in order to eat more.
Before the black python returned to the shadows, it opened its mouth and spit out a girl holding a phone.
The girl was a small piece of resentment. There was no smell of blood on her body, and there was a huge wound on her back that could not be healed.
Han Fei used the secret of touching the depths of the soul to touch her head. The girl's soul was pure and her heart was filled with fear.
After she was locked in the mirror, she became a tool for the boy to deceive his soul, which was indeed quite miserable.
"I saved you from the mirror, should you thank me? A life for a life, you can follow us from now on."
The girl looked at the death knife in Han Fei's hand, then at the scarlet table knives in Xu Qin's hand, and nodded numbly.
"Do you know what lives in this clinic and residential building?"
Han Fei tried to communicate with the girl, but the girl didn't know whether she understood what Han Fei meant. She kept stretching out four fingers toward Han Fei, as if she was talking about the fourth floor, or room No. 4.
As a person who came out of the dead building, Han Fei himself is extremely sensitive to the number four.
But he wanted to continue questioning, but the girl could not reveal any more information.
There was no other way, so he put the girl into the altar first.
Opening the bedroom door, Tienan and Yantang were lying on the door panel and eavesdropping.
"Brother Youfu, what did you find in the bedroom? How did we hear that you were making someone laugh all the time?" Yantang was really curious, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally asked.
"We're just communicating."
"Communicate?" Yantang looked at the bedroom that had also become a mess. He thought of Han Fei's appearance when he entered the previous room: "Is this the way to deal with ghosts?"
"Let's go." Han Fei waved his hand: "Go to the fourth floor as soon as possible to take a look. We have stayed here long enough."
Han Fei still remembered the child's shoe print at the intersection. The hatred of the plastic surgery hospital might come at any time, so they had to hurry up and explore.
After walking out of the house with the altar in his arms, Han Fei looked back and found a few more mirrors in the corridor.
"The mirror in the clinic seems to be moving with us." Yantang looked at the figures in the mirror: "The building should have been full of people before, but now they are all moved into the mirror. This is very strange, you said they
Did you go in voluntarily? Or were you forced in by something?"
"If the only way to survive is to enter the mirror, then I will definitely choose to enter the mirror."
Han Fei glanced behind him, but the mirror hiding the doctor did not follow him.
Several people came to the third floor, and some paper money gradually appeared on the ground. It seemed that someone had just died on this floor, and even the couplets on both sides of the door were white.
"Have you noticed something very strange?" Yantang pointed to the dressing table in a certain room: "The mirrors on this floor seem to be covered with black cloth."
"Generally when someone in the family dies, the mirror in his room will be covered. It is said that this can prevent his soul from attaching to the mirror." After Han Fei finished speaking, he suddenly stopped: "The soul of the deceased will be covered by the mirror."
Breathing into the mirror, whoever is wearing the shroud is the real dead."
Calling Tetsu Nan, Han Fei asked, "Have you seen a man wearing a shroud before?"
"That's right."
"Is he the only one wearing a shroud?"
"Yes, everyone else is wearing everything, but he seems to be wearing a shroud." Tetsuo still didn't understand what was going on.
"You should still remember what the man in the shroud looks like, right? Take a look around the third floor and see if you can find his photo." If Han Fei wants to complete the task, he must find the ghost in the building who really meets the requirements.
There is only one man wearing a shroud, and he seems to be quite "naughty". If you catch him, you should be able to complete the mission.
After checking all the rooms on the third floor, they found nothing, so they had to go to the fourth floor that the girl had warned them about.
There was a lot more paper money on the steps, and Han Fei regretted not bringing the merchant out.
"Did you hear anything? It seems to be coming from downstairs." Tetsuo walked at the back of the team. He wanted to contribute to the team, but as the highest-ranking man, he became the one who needed to be protected.
Looking down along the gap in the middle of the stairs, an extremely strange picture appeared.
In the passage between the clinic and the residential building, there was a mirror that seemed to be pushed by someone, slowly moving along the corridor. It did not make any sound, and its target seemed to be Han Fei and the others.
"A mirror is coming." Tetsuo reminded in a low voice.
"I saw it." Han Fei didn't stop. He was the first to arrive on the fourth floor: "The mirror can move on its own. This place can be said to be the mirror god's paradise. When the plastic surgery hospital area is completely taken over, maybe I
You can build a rest room specifically for the Mirror God and fill it with his kind."
The decoration on the fourth floor of the residential building is a bit special. On both sides of the corridor, every house on the left is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and on the right, paper money is scattered at the door of every room and wreaths are placed.
Han Fei and the others felt very awkward and depressed as they walked on the corridor.
"What happened to this place?"
Picking up an invitation from the ground, it said that the auspicious day had arrived, and relatives and friends were invited to attend the wedding.
The invitations themselves were normal, but the names on each invitation had been omitted.
Stepping on the wedding candies and paper money on the ground, Han Fei and the others came to the deepest part of the corridor. In the darkest and gloomiest part of the whole building, there was a huge red cloth.
"My intuition tells me that it's better not to touch this piece of cloth." As soon as Yantang finished speaking, Han Fei took off the red cloth.
Under the thick red cloth is a huge mirror.
There is a couple standing in the mirror. The woman is wearing a phoenix crown and a Xiapei, and the man is wearing a No. 1 scholar uniform. They seem to be holding a Chinese-style wedding.
At first glance, the mirror was half red and half white, half happy and half sad. The newlyweds were standing on the wedding candies and paper money on the floor, with their backs to the corridor.
The dark wind blew into the old building, the temperature began to drop rapidly, and the light became darker and darker.
The paper money on the ground began to flutter, and the woman in the mirror seemed to take a step back.
There were footsteps downstairs, and the woman in the mirror seemed to hear something, and her body began to turn slowly.
"Brother Lucky! Something is coming in the corridor!" Tetsuo shouted, pointing behind him.
The cold wind penetrated his sleeves, and Han Fei's ring also started to warn him. He slowly turned around and stared at the entrance of the corridor.
A moment later, a man wearing a shroud appeared on the fourth floor.
He stood with his back to several players, neither approaching nor leaving.
The atmosphere became increasingly tense. At this critical moment, Aunt Li seemed to hear something, and she walked slowly towards the mirror at the end of the corridor.
Because of the reflection in the mirror, the corridor seemed very long. In fact, the aunt arrived in front of the mirror within a few steps.
"Auntie! Auntie! Don't go there!" Yantang grabbed Aunt Li. While he was dragging Aunt Li back with all his strength, he suddenly felt as if someone was watching him.
Slowly looking up, Yan Tang found that the man and woman in the mirror had turned around at some point.
The two of them have perfect bodies and no blemishes on their skin. The only thing that's incongruous is that they don't have their own faces!
"It's broken! They are all coming!" Tetsuo clenched his hands into fists, sweating on his forehead.
"You step back and help Yantang." Han Fei held the altar with one hand and the death knife with the other hand.
"What about you?" Tetsuo's question was not answered, because before he could finish the question, Han Fei had already rushed towards the man in the shroud with the altar in his arms.
Holding the altar in his arms and sprinting at full speed, Han Fei's figure was imprinted in Tetsuo's eyes.
"I seem to understand why they are afraid of him."
This chapter has been completed!