As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a faint smell of paint, and frowned slightly. The room was empty and quiet, and I could hear the echo of my own breathing. I casually touched the wall next to the door.

I went there, touched the light switch, and pressed it, but nothing happened. The light didn't turn on at all. I had to hold my breath in my chest, turn on my phone, and look around. I saw the layout of this room and that of the female technician's house.

The layout is exactly the same, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom, and a small balcony outside.

There is a small table, two old sofas, and no other furniture in the living room. There is no wallpaper on the walls. The walls are very new and look like they were painted not long ago. There is a small bucket of white paint standing in the corner with a lid.

It was open and smelled of paint, but the paint inside had dried and solidified...

Looking at it this way, there is nothing unusual about this house. The door is unlocked and the peephole has been removed. It seems that it was being renovated, but the work was stopped halfway through.

After glancing around the living room, I went straight to the bathroom. The bathroom in this house was very small, and there was a layer of dust in the bathtub. The shower head hung on the ground, like a dead snake. I turned on the faucet next to the bathtub, and the water

It spurted out. After the dirty water was gone, I leaned over and took a sip of water. After drinking the cold water, a tingling sensation spread from my throat to my stomach. The pores all over my body shrank, and I became alert.

Shivered.

After washing my face, I felt that my mind was much clearer. I rinsed the mirror on the dressing table with some water. Under the fluorescent light of my mobile phone, I saw my face in the mirror, as if my face was coated with a layer of cyan paint.

I straightened my hair and turned sideways. From this angle, I could see the bedroom door outside through the mirror... Suddenly, I found that the door was swinging slightly! My nerves suddenly became tense. When I passed by the bedroom earlier,

, I took a look, the door was closed tightly, how could it be opened now? Is it an optical illusion of the mirror, or is something going in?…

After leaving the bathroom, I came to the door of the bedroom and took a photo with my phone. I saw that the door was indeed open a crack... I broke out in a cold sweat on my back. I put my eyes to the crack of the door and looked inside. I couldn't see clearly. I used

With a push of my hand, the door squeaked back, and I stepped into the house on one side...

I eagerly took photos everywhere with my mobile phone, and saw that the furnishings in this bedroom were very simple, including a bare old Simmons bed, a writing desk, and a rather old-fashioned vertical wardrobe. There was a pot of plastic flowers in the middle of the writing desk.

There was nothing else. No one was seen, and I didn't sense anything unclean.

There is a large mirror on the door of this wardrobe, and the mirror is covered with dust. When I take a photo of it with my mobile phone, I can see the image I cast in it, but I can't see it clearly. I can only make out a general outline.

I looked both ways and walked forward. After walking about two or three steps, I raised my eyes. Suddenly, I noticed something was wrong... I kept raising my arms and holding my mobile phone in my hand for illumination. Everything in the mirror

I also raised my arm in the image shown. Although I couldn't see clearly, I could tell that there was no mobile phone in my hand at all... What's going on?...

I was startled and waved my arms. I also waved my arms in the mirror. It didn't look out of the ordinary, but where did the phone go?...I came to the mirror and looked carefully. I saw it correctly. It was indeed in my hand.

Without a mobile phone, all I could see was a blur of light.

I grabbed the sleeve of my coat with my other hand and wiped it on the mirror. After the dust was wiped away, half of my face was revealed, with thick eyebrows and a straight nose. Yes, it was me. Looking down,

You can see my arm, but you still can't see your phone. I planned to point my phone at the mirror that I wiped clean, and try to take a look. As soon as I raised my arm, I noticed something was wrong... I suddenly found that in the mirror,

My body actually has a faint ghost image...

How could this happen? The roots of my hair suddenly stood up. I opened my eyes and looked carefully. It was not a double image at all, but another person, covering my body. Although this person had the same movements and postures as mine

, but the clothes they wore were completely different. I was wearing a coat, but this person was wearing a short coat... Looking up at the place where I wiped off the dust, I suddenly understood in my heart... the so-called 'person',

In fact, it was attached to the dust on the mirror, blocking my image projected in the mirror. When I wiped away the dust, my image appeared...

After trying to understand this section, my hair suddenly stood up, and I stepped back violently. I casually dug into my pocket and took out a Guxu Talisman. I flicked it towards the mirror.

There was a 'pop' sound, the mirror cracked, and then I saw a blurry thing coming out of the mirror...

I didn't have time to identify the thing, and I didn't bother to pick up the talisman. I turned around and ran out of the bedroom, towards the door of the room. When I passed the living room, I saw that the sofa, table, and ceiling above seemed to be shaking. Finally I arrived.

In front of the door, I opened the door and rushed out, slamming the door shut. I leaned against the wall and took a few breaths. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling in my heart. I turned on my phone and took a photo, and I was shocked to discover that,

I'm actually still in this room...

The door was right next to me and it was closed. I opened the door and took a photo with my phone. I saw that the corridor outside the door looked vague and looming. When I stepped out, I felt like my eyes were dazzled.

After a photo, I still haven't left the room...

Judging from the situation, I was trapped by this ghost. The reason why it didn't attack me is probably because I still have a Guxu Talisman in my pocket. If this Talisman can activate its power, it should be able to break the predicament in front of me.

.However, this kind of talisman is too powerful. If it explodes in a confined space, even if it doesn't kill me, it will blow me into a cripple... What should I do?...

I knocked that thing out of the dust on the mirror, and I don't know where it went. It might be near me, but I can't see it with my naked eyes...

At this moment, I was no longer so afraid. I took out the remaining Guxu Talisman from my pocket, looked around, and said word by word, "I don't care who you are, and I don't care whether you understand or not.

As far as I'm concerned, in short, you'll get nothing good if you go against me. People can't be resurrected after death. If you understand, just let me out. I will find a way to save you later, otherwise..." I snorted and raised my voice.

He raised the talisman in his hand and said, "This talisman is very powerful. If it is activated, it will beat you to the point of never being reincarnated. If you don't let me go, then, if it doesn't work, let's try..."

There was no movement, so I looked outside the door and saw that the corridor was still vague.

"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes to think about it. After ten minutes, if you still don't let me out, don't blame me for being ruthless..."

I don’t care whether it can understand it or not, I said to myself that it is impossible to activate the Guxu Talisman. If this ghost refuses to let me go, what should I do?…

I waved the Guxu Talisman in my hand to clear the way and walked forward. When I came to the bathroom door, my heart suddenly moved and I stepped into the bathroom. After closing the door, I held my breath and sensed carefully, but I couldn't sense anything.

I don’t know if that ghost came in with me. I couldn’t care so much anymore, so I raised my eyes and looked at the window above.

The window in this bathroom is quite high. I stepped on the bathtub, jumped hard, and pulled the window sill. I saw that the window was covered with transparent glass, not the kind of tinted glass. There was a portrait of Zhong Kui on the outside of the glass, which was better than the two portraits.

The metal statue looks even more ferocious, with talismans to exorcise ghosts painted on both sides of the portrait...

I opened the window, and I looked outside. I was delighted. There was a sewer pipe very close to the window. There was a statue of Zhong Kui in the window. That thing didn't dare to cause trouble here, since the door was blocked by it.

I couldn't get out, so I decided to take a risk and slide down the sewer pipe. I looked down, it was very high, and my heart couldn't help but beat a little. But other than that, there was no other way out.

way.

I was heartbroken, bit the Guxu Talisman in my mouth, climbed up on the window sill, and got out. Although the sewer pipe was not far from the window, it was still a little far away. I put my foot over and kicked it, 'Bang Bang

'Two muffled sounds.

At this time, I suddenly heard a soft hissing sound in the bathroom, as if something was breathing in. I was startled, and without even having time to think about it, I jumped up and hugged the sewer with a snap.

Tube. At the same time, 'Hula', a strong gust of wind rushed out from the open window...

I secretly thought it was a fluke. If I hadn't reacted quickly, the window sill was so narrow, I must have been blown down by the wind just now... I held the tube and slid down bit by bit, and soon slid from the sixth floor to the fifth floor.

Floor, I didn't dare to look down, and I didn't dare to pause. I continued to slide down, to the fourth floor, then to the third floor... and finally slipped to the bottom of the building.

After my feet landed on the ground, I finally relaxed. Putting the Guxu Talisman into my pocket, I raised my eyes and glanced at the dark window on the sixth floor. My scalp was still numb.

When I walked around the wall and came to the front of the building, I saw Uncle Yang standing there, looking up uneasily.

"Hello…"

I stamped my feet so hard that Uncle Yang jumped up in fright.

"Oh, you are so cold..." Uncle Yang patted his chest, "Scaring people can scare people to death. How did you come out of here?"

I told Uncle Yang what I found upstairs and the thrilling encounter.

"Sure enough, there is a ghost." Uncle Yang said.

"Hmm..." I nodded, "I wonder who taught this landlord to keep this ghost in the building."

"What are we going to do?" Uncle Yang asked.

I raised my head and glanced at the sixth floor, "There is no way to deal with this ghost in the building. To get it out, we must either save it or disperse it. We will meet with the landlord tomorrow."

"Um…"

Uncle Yang told me that he had heard his father say before that ghosts like to look into mirrors and imitate human movements. If there is a large mirror at home, when you get home at night, be sure not to look in the mirror before turning on the light.

The thing inside, although it will move if you move it, is probably not you. If you get closer and look at it, if you press it against the mirror, you will most likely be caught by the thing in the mirror. According to the theory of idealism,
Chapter completed!