I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and after looking up slightly in the mirror, with the bloody black dog blood, somehow, I felt more and more eerie and terrifying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmph, little ghost, it's so rampant. If you dare to mess around again, don't blame me for not being emotional. Grandpa Hu was angry after all, his voice was not loud, but he said this sentence very powerfully.

At this moment, he continued: "Xiaoqing, time is pressing, you close your eyes, and I will send your soul into another world, remember, you must carefully observe what is unusual." ”

As soon as the words fell, I quickly closed my eyes. In the darkness, a strange sound suddenly sounded, sharp and poignant, like a devil crying. What is it? I'm secretly guessing. I still didn't dare to move, I sat quietly, and it was so quiet all around. Gradually, I felt my body fluttering, like cotton, and a gust of wind blew, and with the wind, gently and slowly descended. Is it a smoky feeling? If so, I'm at a loss to follow the spin.

I don't know how long it took, because my eyes were closed, I couldn't see the scene in front of me, and my heart became a little lonely and barren, and nervousness followed. It turned out that the process of waiting with my eyes closed was so uncomfortable. Because in the dark, I couldn't see reality, and my heart was a little stuffy, and an indescribable fear gradually emerged. Without sight, hearing is clearer. However, I didn't hear anything. The world seemed to be suddenly quiet. I was a little nervous, but now I am even more uneasy.

I frowned, wondering, should I open my eyes? Or are you waiting? Just as I was hesitating and undecided, I heard a slight breathing in my ears. Yes, it was as if someone was leaning into my ear and puffing softly. The breath was more urgent, closer, more urgent, and every breath was accompanied by a whistling sound. My face turned, and I was screaming in my heart, won't I come again? As the cold approached, until the cold was imminent, I finally opened my eyes. There was light in front of me, and I looked around left and right, but there was no one, not even a ghost. What is the explanation for the sound of breathing just now? It's an illusion. I could only comfort myself as if I had hypnotized myself.

At this time, I finally had the heart to see the scenery around me. It's still the same room, both in terms of furnishings and style. There was still a bed, a table, a matching chair, and that window, hanging alone on the wall. There is still a mirror at the door, the only difference is that the mirror is clean and clean, without a little graffiti. Thinking of this, my face turned blue, by the way, I remembered, didn't Grandpa Hu draw a spell on the mirror? Is this spotless mirror another world in this world? Obviously, I'm in another world.

In the dim light, the tables and chairs appear more dim and colorless, especially the window, the sandalwood has lost its original color, becoming more dim, deep, the reflection refracted from nowhere, the shadow is sparse and horizontal, and some shadows faintly cover half of the window, as if there is a poisonous snake, is quietly climbing up the window, and then it is about to occupy, entrench, devour it, let this window blend into the darkness. Perhaps, in the darkness, countless ghosts are about to move. The light flickered on and off, and the pale yellow light gave people a strange atmosphere. Swaying gently in mid-air, it seems to be calling for something.

I walked over to the table and sat down. Take a closer look at everything on the table. On the edge of the right hand is a cup and a pen. I carefully picked up the pen and looked left and right, looking up and down, but I didn't see anything unusual. Sighing softly, he was about to put it in its place, but someone pushed his arm and the pen fell to the ground. I leaned down to pick it up. The moment I leaned down, I saw a pair of pale feet, perched above my head, standing quietly in front of me in an ankle-length white linen dress in the eerie cold wind. I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat, and I didn't dare to stand up for a long time, and I kept stiff and maintained a leaning posture. "She" was very close, and the sound of "her" breathing could be clearly heard, which was as subtle as silk but very weird.

Time passed by second by second. I don't know how long I leaned over, but at least I felt the blood in my hands and feet start to flow upstream, and the paralyzing pain reached the nerve endings. His hands began to tremble slightly, not knowing if it was because of fear or because of numbness in his hands and feet. Suddenly, a pair of withered, colorless palms grabbed my arms, and "she" let out a terrible howl. The sudden change, the speed of a sword, made me panic. It wasn't until there was a miserable cry in the room, until it was dark again before my eyes, that the hourglass of time stopped flowing. I don't know how long it took before I heard Grandpa Hu calling me.

I slowly opened my eyes, and suddenly a little light shone into my eyes. After a while, the eyes gradually adjust to the brightness of the light.

"What's wrong? Scared into a cold sweat? Hearing the concerned greeting in my ears, I calmed down my overly frightened emotions and wiped the cold sweat on my forehead with my hand, and countless feelings came to my mind. It took me a long time before I had the strength to tell him what had just happened. The more Grandpa Hu listened, the more ugly his face became, and finally said with an angry face, "These ghosts who don't know what to do, see that I don't show some skills, and they are underestimated by them." Listening to his words, looking at the expression that was both sincere and rich, I couldn't help but pout and laugh. I was embarrassed to laugh too loudly, but it relieved my nervousness. What I felt even more was that the oppression and fear I had just endured mentally had been swept away.

He saw that I was gradually recovering from my old mood, and he barely showed a smile on his face. Sometimes I admire my energy and my mood is fickle. Even Bai Leng Mian said that my emotions are volatile, cloudy and sunny, and I will change when I say it.

"What else did you find besides what you just said?"

"Hmmm! It seems like it's all inconsequential, nothing special. After that, I deliberately glanced at the table a few times, it was really nothing special, just a cup and a pen.

"Otherwise, I'll go in and have a look. Grandpa Hu, in fact, I don't know what to look at, how can it be considered abnormal? Is it just a matter of discovering what is more or less in the room? ”

"Well, so to speak. You have to find out if the room is arranged in the same way. Whether it's a change in the position of an object or a change in another place, it can be said to be abnormal, so if you find something abnormal, come back and tell me immediately. He stood up, his tall figure, even more majestic in the refraction of the light. The voice was full of anger.

I hesitated, then spoke again, "And what if I encounter a goblin again?" ”

"Do you remember the heart purification mantra that Senior Brother taught you? Just recite the mantra in your heart. Xiaoqing, ghosts often use people's fear as the power, encounter again, don't panic, don't mess up, as long as your heart is firm, everything is just a cloud. After he finished speaking, he suddenly sighed and said, "It's really hard for you to shoulder such a heavy mission." At that time, I didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, thinking that he was just feeling about this incident.