Zhang Ling reached out to Jiaming: "Bring me your mobile phone quickly!" Jiaming looked helpless and said, "I'm sorry! I didn't bring it!" "What! You didn't bring your mobile phone! Then you follow

I'm talking about a bird!"

Zhang Ling was very angry, "Do you know this matter is very important! Didn't I ask you again and again? How could you do this! Hurry up! You and I will go get it!"

"Hehe!" Jiaming smiled mischievously and said, "Zhang Ling, you've been playing with me all day long, now it's finally my turn to play with you! Wow haha! It's so cool! So cool!" Zhang Ling was dumbfounded: "What?

?”

Only then did Jiaming calmly take out his cell phone and say, "Here, take it and listen to it yourself! It will definitely surprise you!" "Huh?" Ming Ming took the cell phone over and couldn't wait to hear it.

Listened.

"In the evening, after a hard day's work, I returned to the room. I fell down on the bed all limp. At this time, a sad song came from nowhere. It was so sad, so sad! It was the first time I heard such a song.

The sad song suddenly disappeared, and I listened to it. I felt that the song was so close, so close, as if it was coming from my room! I was shocked, was it coming from my room?

Someone broke in? But when I looked up and looked around, there was nothing unusual in the room! When my eyes touched the comb table, I couldn't help but be shocked!"

When Zhang Ling heard this, the recording on his mobile phone paused for a long time. Zhang Ling knew that the teacher must be recalling that scene. What on earth could make the teacher so scared after so long?

The teacher's story continued: "What I saw was that the mirror on the comb table was gone. No, it was not gone. It was covered with soot. It was black and nothing could be reflected. It was strange.

?Who made this prank? Did someone sneak into my room? I got up and went to the mirror embedded in the comb table and touched it. There was something black and sticky like glue that was about to dry.

What's even stranger is that the gum on my hand seemed to be alive, spreading towards the back of my hand, and my hand quickly turned black."

"I was shocked and hurriedly pulled my hand out. Strangely enough, no matter how hard I tried, my hand was stuck to me and I couldn't pull it out. I looked at the black gum still moving towards me along the back of my hand.

My arms spread, I was desperate, scared, extremely scared."

"But at this time, all the gum retreated back into the mirror. My hand was still my hand, and there was no trace left by the gum at all, as if nothing happened. I felt strange and looked at it again

There was nothing on the mirror. My appearance was reflected, and all the soot was gone. I couldn’t help but rub my eyes, and looked again, and saw that the mirror was still a mirror, and it was really reflected in the mirror. I suspected that the scene just now was in a dream.

."

When he heard this, Jiaming interrupted: "Zhang Ling, isn't it weird? I couldn't believe it after hearing this, and I also wondered if the teacher's mood had not stabilized yet, so that was why it was like this!

"Zhang Ling stretched out a hand to signal Jiaming to be quiet and let herself listen first.

Content in the recording: "I rubbed my temples and felt so tired! Maybe it was because I was too tired! So I wanted to have a good sleep. When I woke up, nothing happened."

"At this moment, I felt that my body was not my own. My movements and movements were not directed by my brain, and I was not allowed to think. My body was walking step by step involuntarily. Although I kept ordering myself to stop,

But it was of no use at all. Is my body really not mine? I walked step by step like this. The darkness around me covered me like a collapsed giant, and I was still walking in the darkness.

."

"When I walked outside the dormitory, I looked up and looked into the distance. A strange voice came out of my mouth, 'Will he come to me? It's been a long time! I've been waiting for him for a long time!'

After a while, my body walked back to the room in the dormitory without my command. I saw that the mirror had turned into soot and black again, but what was left on it was my fingerprints, which were clearly visible.

Just when I was stunned, the soot-black mirror returned to its original state, and this sudden change made me even more confused."

"Is it a dream? Or is it reality? I can no longer tell. The mirror that has been restored to its original state shows its strange side again. I was originally smiling like a flower, but suddenly I turned into a frown, sadness, and resentment.

A series of expressions appeared. I felt more and more surprised. The me in the mirror disappeared, and what was reflected was actually my office in the teaching building, where I was nervously preparing lessons."

"Isn't this the scene when I'm working during the day? How can it be reflected in the mirror? The scene of me working in the office only lasted for a while and then disappeared. What was reflected was myself. The self in the mirror was smiling at myself, and the smile was terrifying.

, very hideous. I was so surprised that I laughed along with myself in the mirror... What’s even more terrifying is, do you know? I saw, I saw blood on the mirror! It was all blood, and the blood was still flowing down, one drop at a time.

It’s dripping down drop by drop! No! It’s so scary! It’s so scary! Woo hoo..."

At this moment, what appeared in the recording was the excited voice of the teacher, as well as the comfort of the leader who was visiting the teacher. The recording ended here.

Zhang Ling was surprised and asked: "It's over?" Jiaming nodded and said: "Yes! It's over! That's all! That's why the teacher let out a long scream, and you know what happened next.

What's the use of me recording it? Really! Zhang Ling, do you think this is weird? Did the teacher say such unreliable words while he was mentally disturbed? Is it true or false?

ah?"

Zhang Ling replied: "Jia Ming, it's better to ask someone about this! He knows better!" Jia Ming asked: "Who?" Zhang Ling answered quickly: "An Guo!" Jia Ming was surprised: "An Guo? That new transfer?

of?"

Zhang Ling nodded: "Yes! That's him! He is even more puzzling than the comb table! He was the first to discover the strangeness of the comb table, and he also predicted that something would happen. Now everything is like this

It’s what he expected! So I’ll take out the memory stick from your phone first, show it to him, and then give it back to you!”

Jia Ming was surprised: "Is this Anguo really so magical? Okay! I'll lend it to you first! You have to return it to me quickly! I still want to use it!" Zhang Ling agreed: "Okay! Okay!"

Zhang Ling frantically showed Anguo the recording recorded by Jiaming. As soon as Anguo finished listening, Zhang Ling asked impatiently: "How was it? What do you think?"

An Guo smiled and said, "It's exactly what I thought! I'm more and more interested in going to see what's going on! Haha!" Zhang Ling was surprised: "Go and see? How do you see it?" An Guo's words

Zhang Ling was still very depressed: "A thief!" "Indeed!" Zhang Ling was depressed: "A thief?"
Chapter completed!