I had to make a suggestion, saying that if this is not the case, anyway, we just came to Yucheng, and there is no place to stay, so it is better to rest here tonight, and see if there is any evil thing happening.

"It's okay!" Zhou Kun sighed, then got up and said, "Then I want to say goodbye, there are still some things in the store that I have to go back to deal with, the two of you are resting here, no problem, right?"

"Of course it's no problem!" Chen Xuanyi and I both smiled, not taking this so-called ghost thing seriously.

In the final analysis, if you have reached a certain level of cultivation, even if you are not a professional ghost catcher, you will not be empty when you encounter a ghost.

After all, in a general sense, ghosts are just a grudge left in the world, a kind of Qi field that contains negative emotions, and for us cultivators, a simple Qi field is nothing but water without a source, and it is not terrible.

Of course, I was not born as a serious Taoist priest, and I am not even a warlock, so how to catch ghosts depends on how Chen Xuanyi operates.

In short, there will be no problem with self-preservation.

After the discussion, Zhou Kun got up to say goodbye, while Chen Xuanyi and I continued to sit on the sofa and wait, and soon the wall clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I felt a little sleepy, so I yawned and said to Chen Xuanyi, "Why don't you guard it first, and I'll find a room to sleep?"

Chen Xuanyi said yes, but try not to touch the things in this room, so as not to disturb the layout, and the ghosts will not appear.

I was a little sleepy, I walked directly into a side room, fell asleep upside down, I have been in the rivers and lakes for so long, I am not a particular person, and I have no habit of recognizing the bed, and soon after I fell, I began to fall asleep.

But I didn't know how long I slept, and I was dazed, but I felt a little stunned in my body, and subconsciously opened my eyes and felt that something was wrong.

No, there's something wrong, it's awkward, I feel numb and gloomy.

Could it be that there are really ghosts in this house?

I slept a little dazed, and I didn't feel afraid, so I sat up in a daze, and kept scanning the room, and then I saw a red dresser.

I don't know when this dresser was placed in the corner of the wall, the surface is covered with a thick layer of ash, which looks quite old, and the patent leather on the surface is a bright red blood, with the midnight scene, at first glance, it is a little seeping.

The second is the front of the dresser, there is actually a simple copper mirror, the dark yellow mirror, very hazy, by no means a product of this era.

The light was not good at night, so I didn't turn on the light, but there was light coming from the windowsill, shining on the yellow mirror, and printing my face.

This face, very blurry, and cold and numb, made me feel a little strange.

"Is this my face?"

I don't know why, I felt a little chaotic in my brain, and I couldn't help but stare at the bronze mirror, observing motionlessly, and then the space in front of me was an inexplicable distortion, refracted light and shadow, revealing a different environment.

At this point, my consciousness was already a little numb, so I involuntarily leaned in and sat down on the dresser.

Then I reached out and grabbed the mirror of the bronze mirror, but my fingers were numb, as if an electric current had rushed through it, and then a cold breath rose from the mirror, passed through my arm, and spread to my arm.

This eerie and cold feeling made all the cold hairs on my body stand on end, as if I had fallen into an ice hole.

Then I heard the laughter, which at first thought was strange, and I numbly looked away and searched around the room to find out where the laughter was coming from, but to no avail.

It wasn't until I turned my gaze back to the bronze mirror again that it dawned on me that the person who made such a sneer was my own!

Strictly speaking, it's the person in the mirror who is laughing.

The smile was extremely weird, and the facial features struggled and distorted...... It's obviously my own facial features, but when put together, it's so strange and weird.

My mind was gradually blanked, and I became more and more numb, staring at me in the mirror, feeling like a complete stranger.

At this time, the reflection of the mirror began to blur and fold, and then the light changed again, revealing a woman with long hair, sitting in the mirror, with her back to me, crying and laughing.

There was no wind on the windowsill, and even if there was wind, it would not blow into the mirror, but the woman's hair was flying everywhere, like an octopus, constantly stirring in the air, and I wondered why a woman appeared in the mirror?

Then, the woman in the mirror seemed to sense, turned her head, and looked at me head-on.

This is an extremely delicate-looking woman, dressed in white, the kind of ancient dress, with long hair, like a waterfall, more like black satin, slimy, black, almost impossible to illuminate by the light.

I still couldn't see the woman's face, because her face was covered by long hair, and only two bloody eyes, which loomed in the hair, glared at me and smiled sadly.

The night wind was colder, and the woman's smile lingered in my ears, like a cry, and lingered for three days, and then her eyes began to bleed, inky blood, ticking, and flowing down the long hair that covered her face, and gathered on the floor, forming a puddle of dark red substance.

I stared at the bronze mirror, my eyes did not blink, and then I found that the woman had come out of the bronze mirror, and was standing behind me, and a pair of hands covered with red nails were pinching my neck, like the first embrace of a poisonous snake, shrinking tighter and tighter, and gradually, I rolled my eyes and breathless.

It was like drowning, my head was tilted back, I couldn't exert my strength, my numb brain lost consciousness, and I forgot to struggle.

All right...... I was still too careless, it's not that there are no ghosts in this haunted house, but it's too well hidden, and it won't appear until I'm careless.

At this time, I was already very uncomfortable, and my mind was in chaos, and my eyes gradually rolled over.

But just when my consciousness was about to fall into the cold, and I was about to be dragged into the mirror by those blood-red hands, there was a warm current in the small dantian, which then enveloped my soul and helped me regain my consciousness.

"Drink!"

At that moment, I made a seal with both hands, slapped at the bronze mirror in front of me, and a stream of air diffused along the handprint, blocking the cold aura emanating from the mirror, and then there was a bang, like a balloon exploding, more like a thunderbolt, pouring into the depths of my mind.

"Ah......h

I sat up blankly, wiped away the cold sweat, and realized that I was still lying on the bed, and I didn't leave, and there was no so-called dresser in the corner, everything before seemed like a dream.

Cai Liang was sitting on the edge of the corner of the bed, looking at me with a strange face, seeing that I was sweating, as if I was seriously ill, she suddenly giggled, saying that you are really useless, actually when you are sleeping, you were taken advantage of by that evil spirit, if you don't wake up, the little lady can't help but forcibly wake you up.