People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry.

They finally chose a small restaurant very close by. The food was decent, not too delicious, but very affordable.

The two of us ordered a large table of dishes, but the restaurant owner reminded us that if we couldn't finish the food, we could take it away.

It’s impossible to pack it in, only add vegetables.

Seeing the two of them finishing a large table, the restaurant owner asked: "Are you a mukbang?"

Eat broadcast?

Muke looked at the crow next to him, and saw that his belly was not bulging even a little bit after eating so much. I have to say that the crow is really talented as a food anchor, and I heard that being an anchor can also be quite profitable.

The most important thing is that it is a pity that Crow is not the anchor.

Muke can imagine that if Crow really has fans, then they will probably say: "Brother can obviously rely on his face to make a living, but he has to rely on his stomach."

Wu Wu turned his head and glanced at Muke. He felt that she was in a good mood after coming out of the restaurant. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that he could not speak and would ruin her good mood.

After eating, the two returned to the village.

After the death of the Mirror Ghost, the door of the driver's house was closed, but the chickens in the backyard were jumping around and looked delicious.

From the outside, no one could tell that this was actually the residence of a fierce ghost.

Closing the door and feeding chickens in the backyard, people's living habits are really engraved into the bones of the mirror ghost.

It's a pity that no matter how human she looks, she is not a human being, let alone the driver's wife.

Muke took out the lockpicking tools and went directly to the second floor without any delay.

The second floor is no longer a mirror world, but is divided into large and small rooms.

She pushed open the door to the room corresponding to the master bedroom on the first floor, and what she saw was darkness.

There were no windows in the room, and there wasn't even any place where light could pass through. It was as if something dark was closed.

She fumbled for a while, but couldn't find the light switch, so she could only take out the flashlight from the rabbit backpack.

Her backpack contained all the props that might come in handy, and she had several knives prepared.

The beam of the flashlight brought light to the dark and oppressive room. There was a pool of blood in the middle of the dirty floor, corresponding to the pool of blood in the world inside the mirror and the pool of blood in the photo of "Muke" with the gap.

Muke still doesn't know why the corners of the Mirror Ghost's mouth were cut open, nor does he know what the blood on the ground means.

"Ying Sanyue, is this blood dangerous?"

Ying Sanyue said: "I don't feel any malice, I don't feel ghost energy, and it's not human blood."

Then this pool of blood is really mysterious.

She took out a laboratory-specific dropper and pipette from her rabbit backpack and sucked up the blood.

"According to the time on the photo, this pool of blood appeared two years ago, and it hasn't dried yet?"

Of course, it is also possible that the blood is exchanged once a day so that it does not dry up.

But even so, the most recent change was when I came to this village, which was a dozen hours ago.

"It's definitely not human blood."

She sucked all the blood into the bottle and sealed it.

She carefully checked the second floor and found the notebook that Crow had shown her in the photo. The writing on it was unusually scrawled, revealing the writer's broken heart.

Except for the clues she had already obtained, she did not get any new clues, so she went to the first floor again.

But this time, she finally found a photo of the driver and his wife.

The driver in the photo no longer looks like a decadent old man, but a handsome uncle. His sharp features look very cold, but the eyes he looks at his wife are very gentle.

What touches people more than tenderness is the tenderness of a man.

The wife seemed a little shy, with her head slightly lowered and her cheeks flushed.

Her facial features are not very beautiful, but she gives people a very gentle feeling.

Her hand tightly grasped the driver's, as if she could gain a sense of security through this behavior.

Assuming there are no accidents, this should be a happy couple.

Unfortunately, the premise of the assumption is impossible.

She also found a glazed rabbit on the first floor, the size of a thumb, and the carving was very rough, as if it was made by a beginner.

The bottom of the rabbit is engraved with the words "Happy Birthday".

The handwriting is in block letters, one stroke at a time, but it looks like a child's handwriting.

Her fingers gently rubbed the handwriting.

A boy's distorted voice rang in her mind: "I just bought it on the street. It's up to you to throw it away or keep it."

Muke's head felt a twinge of pain.

She remembered something.

Her previous memory told her that the Liuli Rabbit was given to her by her parents, but now she remembered that the real giver of the Liuli Rabbit was the boy in the photo who always had a stinky face.

"Sure enough, my memory has been tampered with by the Smiley Face Organization, but why did they delete his memory?"

Muke couldn't understand, so he stopped thinking about it and simply stuffed the glazed rabbit into his backpack.

"The voice in my memory sounded very small and young, maybe five or six years old, so I must have known that boy since childhood."

Muke thought of a word, childhood sweetheart.

However, she is definitely as arrogant as Chen Jie.

He had prepared a gift carefully, but he didn't mean what he said.

The reason why Muke guessed this way was because...

"I can't even buy such an ugly rabbit."

A five-year-old child, in order to give Qingmei a birthday present, went to learn carving. This gift lasted for more than ten years.

"This kid definitely likes me. Sure enough, I have been charming since I was a child."

Ying Sanyue's disdainful voice sounded: "Have you been so narcissistic since you were a child? I just gave you a gift, and you liked it. And even if you liked it when you were a child, you may not still like it now."

Muke didn't pay attention to Ying Sanyue's sarcasm: "Your voice sounds much better, so I have a few questions to ask you?"

Ying Sanyue: "What?"

Muke: "First, Chen Jie and the others may not know, but you definitely know that the mirror is afraid of me. Why didn't you tell them? To protect me?"

Ying Sanyue quickly denied: "How is that possible!"

Muke: "That's another possibility. I'm in a coma and I don't have much control over the mirror ghost."

She also finally understood why Ying Sanyue was burned by black fire but did not touch her hand. It turned out to be because she was unable to clear the black fire while she was in a coma.

Ying Sanyue: "Tsk, although you are narcissistic, you are not stupid. In addition, you are not in a coma, but your consciousness has been extracted and entered the mirror."

He told Muke what happened after she was pulled out of consciousness.

After she looked at the photo, the Mirror Ghost appeared. After absorbing her consciousness, it attacked them as if it had broken a seal.

"But she still has some scruples, otherwise we would have been wiped out long ago."

After Muke woke up, Ying Sanyue could feel that the Mirror Ghost's strength was significantly reduced, as if it had been suppressed again.

Ying Sanyue: "I can confirm that you are not gifted as a Heavenly Master. The reason why the Mirror Ghost is afraid of you remains to be investigated."

Muke: "Compared to this matter, there is another matter that is more important."
Chapter completed!