Lu He had just been lying on the bed and was not even asleep, when he suddenly shuddered.

Lu He's senses have always been relatively sensitive.

He always felt that there was someone peeking at him in a dark corner.

When Lu He saw a door emitting a strange aura in the mirror facing his big bed, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Isn’t this the gate of hell in the black snake’s body before?!

When Lu He reacted, the Gate of Hell's favorability towards Lu He had reached one thousand.

His attitude towards Lu He also changed from indifference to obsession.

The upper limit of the favorability of this Gate of Hell is only 2,000, only one-tenth of Kotomi.

But in a sense, the Gate of Hell is even more difficult to guide than the ghost.

After all, it's just a door!

And it's the door in the mirror!

It can make an illusory door feel good, but it can only be said to be unprecedented.

The moonlight outside the window shines on the illusory door in the mirror, shining with scarlet light, showing a hint of weirdness.

I don’t know what material it is made of. It looks a bit soft and reminds people of the skin of some kind of animal.

Especially after staring at this door for a long time, I feel like I am as deep as a deep abyss, which makes me feel extremely trembling.

Intuition told Lu He that this door might be more weird and evil than other ghosts.

At this time, Lu He did not feel sleepy any more.

In fact, even if Lu He wants to sleep, he may not be able to fall asleep.

After all, how could you still sleep when you are so peeped at a door!

He stood up and stood in front of the mirror and kept looking at Gao Jingzi, who was waiting for the quaint mirror in front of him, fell into deep thought.

This mirror looks a bit old, and it should have been bought by Xizi from the second-hand trading market.

But the mirror itself is actually ordinary and nothing special.

"It seems that the Gate of Hell is not the killer weapon exclusive to the Black Snake, but the ghost in her body can just summon the Gate of Hell."

Lu He rubbed his chin and thought thoughtfully.

In this way, as long as you master a special method, anyone should be able to summon it.

But the question is, Lu He did not summon it, so why did it come to the door on its own?

After thinking about it, Lu He suddenly became flirted with evil spirits and asked at the door in the mirror:

"Miracle Mirror, who is the most handsome person in the world?"

After asking, there was no sound, and Lu He was laughed at by his own operations.

The Gate of Hell is here to subdue ghosts, not to flatter him, how could it be...

However, the situation in the mirror suddenly changed.

The gate of Hell, which was flashing with red light, slowly disappeared, replaced by Lu He's reflection.

However, Lu He, in the reflection, stared at him with a expressionless face, which made Lu He feel a little scared.

"You look good."

In Lu He's shocked gaze, his reflection in the mirror slowly spoke.

Although they look exactly the same, their voices are completely different.

The flattering sound is mixed with a hint of inhuman magnetism, giving it a feeling of a disc.

"How fucking good at flattering..."

Lu He was speechless.

What made him even more speechless was that the Gate of Hell has the domineering function of suppressing all evil spirits, as long as he knows the name of his evil spirit during his lifetime!

If it were someone else, I would probably feel ecstatic.

Because this mirror is a magical tool!

But Lu He only wants to say one thing about this: "Nizhaokai!"

He really doesn't want any mirror that can eliminate ghosts. It's almost the same to give him a mirror that can attract ghosts!

"etc……"

Lu He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of something.

From a certain perspective, his mirror can be regarded as the legendary magic mirror.

Since it is a magic mirror, can you see anything he wants to see like the magic mirror in the fairy tale?

Lu He suddenly became interested and said to the mirror:

"Can you see what Kiko is doing now?"

Sure enough, Lu He's reflection disappeared again in the mirror and began to change slowly.

Lu He saw Xizi.

She was sitting by the bed at this time, with a feeling of distress, and she didn't know what was sewing in her hands.

Lu He put his hand on the mirror, but he was able to enlarge the image like a mobile phone!

The poor rabbit doll was sewing in Kiko's hand.

There was a big hole in the rabbit doll's face, and it was obvious that the culprit was herself.

At the same time, there was a photo of Lu He under her naked feet.

But the photo was full of wrinkles, and it was obvious that I didn't know how many punches I had been punched by Kiko.

The corners of Lu He's mouth twitched.

How big aggrievance, how big aggrievance? As for this?

What? Have you soaked up her sister?

Oh, that's all right.

Lu He then made a series of experiments.

He found that places such as the surface of the moon, the boudoir of a certain big star, could not be displayed.

It must be that Lu He knows his real name and has seen his real person.

Lu He pondered for a moment, then said:

"I want to see what Ye Peng's head is doing at this moment!"

In fact, Lu He has always been curious about where Ye Peng's head went.

The mirror showed darkness, and Lu He thought it was not good to have corpses.

But after a closer look, I found that this was not the case.

Although my vision is dark, I can occasionally feel a little bumpy.

And Lu He could still see that in this dark and closed small space, there were things like cosmetics.

It seems that Ye Peng's head is still in Sato Rie's bag at this time and has not been taken out yet!

"I don't know if it will smell bad if it's put for a while..."

With some sympathy, he was silent for Ye Peng for a second, and Lu He then said the last person he wanted to know:

"I want to know where the ghost grandma Gu Yejing is at this time!"

Lu He was still a little unwilling to accept it.

Even if you want to die, you have to kill him first and then die!

However, the picture slowly emerging in the mirror made Lu He stunned on the spot.

he……

I saw Mahatma Abe...

...

"Hey, damn old lady, please open the door quickly!"

"Can you... let your old man die of freezing to death on the street?"

Mahatma Abe kept knocking on the door of his room, his whole body filled with alcohol.

He was drunk.

With a creak, the door opened.

The wind was blowing, and the wrinkled face reflected in front of the Mahatma.
To be continued...