Chapter Eleven: Someone Turns His Back To The Mirror
It’s great, the scarier it is, the more fun it is ~
Yu Xing smiled.
Bloody Mary usually appears in the form of witches, ghosts or corpses. As a young man who has been idle for a long time, Yu Xing has paid most attention to this kind of thing in recent years.
Psychic games, horror, legends from various places, curiosity culture, real cases...
Some have come across it, some have never come across it, Bloody Mary is the type that he has heard of but has never tried.
After all, if you play this game in reality, you won’t even be able to summon Mao.
Yu Xing was inexplicably happy to have the opportunity to experience something new today. After memorizing the steps of the game, he walked towards the cardboard box in the corner with a happy mood.
He squatted down and rummaged through. There were many miscellaneous things in the carton. He quickly found candles, lighters, knives, water ladles and other useful items.
After that, he raised his head and turned off the small red light on the wall.
The whole room suddenly became dark, and he couldn't see his fingers. Yu Xing clenched the things in his hands and walked to the center of the room, next to the bathtub, based on his memory.
For some reason, after falling into darkness, a faint female voice began to murmur in his ears.
The sound is neither too loud nor too quiet, and cannot be ignored, and the content cannot be heard clearly. It can easily arouse the irritability in people's hearts.
"You want to cause my emotions to fluctuate so that I can be frightened in the next step, right?" Yu Xing said nothing, but he knew very well that this was already a common trick of ghosts.
According to the procedure, he should splash water first now.
Yu Xing fumbled with the water ladle to scoop up a ladle of water from the bathtub. Yu Xing carried it steadily to the mirror, touched it with his hand to confirm, and then poured the water on it.
When water comes into contact with the mirror, the sound produced is not what liquid and glass should produce. Instead, it is like water being poured onto a body.
The murmur suddenly grew louder, like an invitation.
Yu Xing put down the water ladle and lit the candle. Suddenly, the flickering light of the fire illuminated a small ball of air. Almost only the candle could be seen in the mirror, and Yu Xing's own figure could not be seen. It was easy for people to think that it was the candle itself.
Moving.
Yu Xing held the candle and came closer, and at least he saw himself.
The flickering lights and shadows made the atmosphere weird. The water on the mirror flowed downwards in a steady stream, dividing the mirror into fine pieces. Coupled with the whispering in his ears, he always had the illusion that there were people around him.
Yu Xing knelt down, dropped two drops of candle tears on the ground, and then set the candle up.
He could hear his own steady heartbeat.
Next, Yu Xing picked up the knife that he had temporarily placed beside the bathtub.
This is a sharp knife, which is not common. Holding it not only fails to bring a sense of security, but makes people even more trembling.
He stood in front of the mirror, stared at the blurry outline of himself and the bathtub in the mirror, stayed quiet for a moment, and said in a magnetically clear voice: "Bloody Mary."
The murmur fell silent, it was the calm before the storm.
"Bloody Mary."
When the second sound fell, there was obviously no wind, but the candle flame shook suddenly and violently.
"Bloody Mary."
After the third sound, Yu Xing heard the sound of water.
His pupils shrank, and he saw with his own eyes a hand stretched out from the bathtub behind him in the mirror image.
The water overflowed.
At the same time, thick blood flowed from the walls and mirrors, and the fishy smell hit your nose.
The blood continued to flow down to the ground, where it accumulated and spread.
Yu Xing took a step back to avoid being affected by the blood.
It took nearly two minutes for the blood flow to stop. The surrounding walls were all covered in blood, but the mirror surface was not stained much, and more than half of the area could still be seen clearly.
Immediately afterwards, the upper body of a female ghost with wet black hair covering most of her face slowly rose from the bathtub, straight and weird.
The female ghost was facing Yu Xing's back, and a protruding eye in her hair met Yu Xing's gaze in the mirror.
The water kept slipping out from the edge of the bathtub and formed a sheet on the ground. However, the water that was supposed to flow freely suddenly became sticky and fell to the ground with a sticky sound.
Like some kind of filth.
"Bloody Mary is here to see you." The female ghost's voice was ethereal, and when it reached Yu Xing's ears, it always had an indescribable evil smell.
Yu Xing did not look back, because his hearing told him that there was nothing behind him, and even the sound of water came from the mirror. If he turned back, he would give this Bloody Mary a chance to backstab him.
…
The door in front of him closed and Yu Xing's figure disappeared. Zhao Yijiu narrowed his eyes and did not wait for the door for a second. Instead, he remembered the location and appearance of the door.
Yes, every door here is slightly different.
He glanced at the door, which only allowed one person to enter, and walked away silently.
He hopes that other guests will ring the bell soon so that he can also earn points.
Yu Xing can't be allowed to do too much, otherwise... Zhao Yijiu feels that he will gradually become a hindrance.
Fortunately, not long after, he heard the bell ringing not far away.
Following the lead and walking to the room where the bell rang, Zhao Yijiu discovered that the door was not tightly closed, but was instead covered.
He opened the door and unexpectedly met four pairs of eyes inside.
They are Lushan, Shengwan, Chengzi and Xiaoyan.
Unexpectedly, we had never met each other along the way, but we would meet again in this room.
"We're all here..." Xiaoyan said with fear as soon as she saw him. The others also had different expressions, but Zhao Yijiu didn't bother to pay attention and stepped in.
The door behind him creaked shut, and he looked around at the room.
The room is not big, only about 16 square meters, and one wall is a complete large mirror, just like a dance studio.
The light was dim, but I could see clearly. Everyone's figure in the mirror was very clear.
Other than that, it was empty, with no guests or other props. It was simply simpler than the room he had just glanced at Yu Xing and entered.
Knowing that the reminder must have been taken away by others, Zhao Yijiu looked at the faces of the other four people and said coldly: "What are you going to do in this room?"
"We need to play a psychic game!" Lushan was the most cheerful person present. He winked at Shengwan, who expressionlessly took out a piece of paper from her vest pocket.
On this piece of paper are written the steps for the psychic game.
[Hehe, has the waiter come to play with me? I'm so happy. This time the game requires three women and two men to form a circle in this room. The boys must be separated. Remember the direction of the mirror and get ready.
Then start to circle, and the girl starts to blow into the neck of the person in front, without making too much noise, and so on, while continuing to circle.]
[When someone feels two breaths being blown on their neck, say "here it comes" while turning their back to the mirror, and others will immediately look to the mirror.]
[Hehe, what will you see? I can’t guarantee it~]
[Well, I would like to mercifully remind you that no matter what you see, you cannot run away. You must say "go" and turn around together. Maybe you can choose a leader to give orders. However, if your back is turned
Those who look in the mirror are leaders, then you should wish yourselves good luck~]