Probably unable to endure the sense of loss in his heart any longer, the old man in white began to quietly look away from the medicine, but he took out one of the boxes of medicines, and after a brief look at the instructions, he opened the medicine box, took out two pills and put them on the table. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ahem...... Fortunately, there is Group A to help the poor, otherwise I don't know how bad my cough and asthma would have gotten worse......"

The old man in white picked up a glass of water on the table, got up slowly, walked to a corner, poured a glass of water with great difficulty, took a simple sip, and slowly returned to his seat. The purpose is simple, he wants to take medicine.

Gollum! Gollum!

The process was very ordinary, and he took the two pills very easily, I don't know if it was an illusion, as soon as the pills were entered, his slightly gray face was obviously a lot whiter, perhaps, his condition would soon get better.

"Whew...... The effect of the medicine is good! The medicine produced by Group A is safe to use!"

It seemed that everything was as imagined, the old man in white naturally put the medicine box back in front of his eyes, read the instructions marked on it carefully, and unconsciously, the corners of his mouth showed an extremely sweet smile.

In fact, what he really cared about was not the drug, of course, not the instructions on it, but a person, or rather, the person who handed the medicine to him. Because at this moment, a trace of remembrance clearly flashed in his eyes.

Acacia is usually used to describe a state in which young boys and girls love each other, it is sweet and happy. But at this moment, the scope of this state seems to have been infinitely magnified, directly pointing to the current old man in white. In other words, he is very happy at the moment.

However, the sudden happiness is still too short-lived after all.

Suddenly, the seemingly dim house lit up, especially the entire dark red tabletop, which suddenly turned red. This situation is very strange. Most importantly, the light bulb hanging in mid-air was not turned on.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Maybe the immersion in acacia was too deep, as if it had been a long time, the old man in white realized the abnormality on the table, and unconsciously raised his head. And it was at this moment that the cause of this strange phenomenon finally emerged.

What is extremely frightening is that the light source turned out to be the eyes of the old man in white, I don't know when, his eyes have turned red, and the first feeling is that his eyes are burning wildly, and the whole picture is very terrifying.

"No, the lights haven't been turned on yet!"

Just as there is an old saying handed down by the people, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and it is very suitable for this old man, and after he walked out of the world of lovesickness, he began to look for this inexplicable light source.

Table, wardrobe,...... Under the bed, all the spaces that can accommodate things have been seriously searched by the old man in white, and the result is not difficult to imagine, naturally in vain. Eventually, he sat quietly back in the chair he had used before.

If you move your vision to his eyes, you will see that one of his old eyes seems to be even brighter than at the beginning, and even their whole area is expanding to three times their original size. Or rather, his eyes are growing.

The most terrifying thing is that as time passes, the eyes of the old man in white grow faster and faster, four times, ten times,...... Twenty times, until the entire face was completely engulfed, and what finally appeared was a fiery red skeleton.

If this picture is described more vividly, it is completely possible to regard the fiery red presented as wisps of flame, and under their crazy dance, it is very easy to turn all flesh and blood into ashes.

However, the old man in white did not know what was happening, and of course, he did not know that his face was no longer there. In fact, the root of his inability to realize the next scene was that he did not feel the slightest pain from the beginning to the end.

However, the horror of the picture does not end there, but continues to deepen, because from this moment on, the endless flames begin to spread towards his entire head and beneath him, although the process is not rapid, but it is extremely powerful.

Click! Click!

Just as the current scene was about to be completely disappeared into this extremely contradictory blood-colored space with the old man's contemplation, the sound quietly pierced the scene at the moment, and with it, pieces of broken clothes were scattered on the table.

"Huh...... Is this your own clothes? What's going on?"

Maybe this scene was close to the field of vision, and the old man in white actually noticed the abnormality on the table at the first time, and when his eyes swept, such debris fell from him one after another.

Finally, the old man in white was no longer silent, and suddenly raised his hand to grab his collar, and it was only at this moment that he was shocked to find that his outstretched palm fell directly into the air, and then pounced on an extremely strange thing.

"This ...... Is this impossible? Are you dreaming?"

Because the feeling of strange things coming to his hands is too strange, although he has already made a rough judgment, the old man in white has carried out countless denials in his heart. To make himself feel more at ease, he suddenly got up, and after a few steps, he came to the mirror.

However, the result was unusually cruel, and this time, he finally understood the true origin of this situation, because he actually saw a fiery red head hanging from the mirror, and a half-body with white bones looming.

"No! I don't want to die!" Although he didn't know why he had become like this, the old man in white still had the will, and when he fully reacted, he let out an earth-shattering roar at himself in the mirror.

Fear, unwillingness,...... Madness, almost in a very short time, he completely lost his mind, and in this most critical moment, he finally thought of calling for help, and in his opinion, the only way at this moment was to seek help from others.

Bang!

Thinking of this, the old man in white suddenly turned around, rushed out of this room directly, and ran out of the courtyard. At this point, the whole house was inexplicably silent, except for the scraps of clothes remaining on the tabletop, there were no other foreign objects left here.

Click! Click! Bang!

Just as this kind of Qingning was about to continue to precipitate, a gap appeared in the seemingly smooth and flawless mirror, and almost at the same time, with this gap as a round point, endless cracks swept wildly around the mirror, and finally, this perfect mirror completely shattered into a ball of powder.

There are two explanations for its breakage, one of which is the end of the mirror's lifespan. The other is that an extremely horrific event will unfold as it shatters. As for the outcome, I'm afraid it's hard to predict.