"Ice Orange, sprinkle the salt on it. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Xiang Mi'er picked up the prepared doll and stretched out her arms to press it on the young man's head.

Bing Qingcheng grabbed a handful of salt and was about to sprinkle it, but was stopped by the eighteenth lady of the house.

"It's not barbecue, what kind of salt is sprinkled."

"You, actually lied to me!" Xiang Mi'er scolded, and the young man reached out and pinched her neck.

"Bing Qingcheng, go open the window for ventilation." Zhai Eighteen Niang said to Bing Qingcheng, and then walked in through the gap in the mirror, looking at the unique posture of this person and a ghost.

Opening the window, the cold fresh air blew on his cheeks, and under the stimulation of the cold wind, Bing Qingcheng felt that his groggy brain just now was a lot easier. Then she realized that the salt that had looked white just now was a bowl of jet-black crumbs, and the iced orange was immediately tossed aside.

"What is this, was it just a hallucination?" Bing Qingcheng exclaimed, "Is it that her candles smell lethargic?" ”

"Very well, Bing Qingcheng, you already have experience." The eighteenth lady of the house praised without hesitation.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Mi'er said, "This guy is really an evil spirit, you don't think he's a good guy just because he's handsome." ”

"Kill you, kill you, kill you." As if to confirm her words, the handsome man-like young man cried out vaguely.

There was a look of struggle and pain on his face, and black air wafted from his skin.

Zhai Niang retreated, picked up a candle, and began to look at the back of the mirror.

These five mirrors look exactly the same, with dazzling patterns on the back, but if you look closely, the patterns are revealed.

"It's a black light. A small candle can't be seen at all. Zhai Eighteen Niang sighed.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?" Bing Qingcheng said sincerely, "The lights are very bright. ”

Hehe, this is really embarrassing, huh? A drop of hot wax oil dripped on the hand of the eighteenth lady of the house, interrupting her stiff train of thought. So he explained: "Because there are ghosts, I just know whether to turn on the lights or not." ”

"Then turn on the lights, shall we?" Bing Qingcheng said, "Didn't you say that ghosts are afraid of bright lights? ”

"Eighteen Niang, Bing Qingcheng! You are so uncooperative, don't blame me for not being polite. Xiangmier said angrily, and recited another incantation, and a black shadow slammed into the ceiling and threw the light bulb down.

"This woman is a witch, and the source of her power is a mirror." The handsome, pale evil spirit seemed to finally come to its senses a little and organized the language, "Break the mirror." ”

"No, this man is a man-eating spirit." Xiang Mi'er said anxiously, "If you break the mirror, you will never be able to control him." ”

The figure lying on the ceiling jumped, waving its claws to prevent the two from approaching the mirror.

"The innkeeper?" Bing Qingcheng saw the man's hideous face clearly, "What is he now?" ”

With dead gray skin, elongated teeth and sharp claws, it is impossible for humans to look like this, then there are only ghosts.

Zhai Eighteen Niang took out her pistol and pulled the trigger.

The innkeeper let out an inexplicable growl from his throat, and he was not afraid of the gunshot, and pounced on him. Zhai Eighteen Niang kicked between his legs, and he didn't have the slightest painful reaction.

"Ice Orange, pour the salt on it!" Zhai Niang grabbed one of the innkeeper's arms, but the man's strength was too great, and Zhai Eighteen Niang's pistol fell to the ground.

Say the time, then fast. Bing Qingcheng grabbed the object that had been turned into salt by Xiangmier, and put a bowl full of it upside down on the innkeeper's head.

The innkeeper usually threw the eighteen mothers of the house and raised his head to let out a deafening roar. Xiang Mi'er spat out a mouthful of blood, and the innkeeper beat his chest and ran out of the window.

Zhai Eighteen Niang walked up and tapped the mirror with the handle of her mobile phone.

There was a sound similar to metal on the mirror, and the eighteenth mother of the house changed it to a hammer and struck it hard.

Xiang Mi'er was originally a young and beautiful blonde woman. But as the mirror shattered, so did she, like a mirror, her whole body covered with cracks.

She finally threw away the doll and faced the eighteen mothers of the house.

The pink, vibrant skin, toned flesh, round European style, round thighs. It was like a balloon that had leaked air, irreversibly suffocated, lost its pink blood color, and turned yellow.

The eighteenth lady of the house continued to smash the mirror. Xiang Mier's beautiful, shiny long blonde hair turned gray and withered. The blue eyes of the water Lingling also became cloudy, the bags under the eyes drooped, and large age spots appeared on the skin.

Xiang Mi'er opened her mouth with her teeth falling out, and roared angrily: "Eighteen Niang, Bing Qingcheng, you will never want to go out of this place." ”

Her body began to weather, glowing green from the cracks. You can see that in her body, there are countless things with vague faces writhing, as if trying to get rid of her dormitory. Finally, Xiang Mi'er said the name.

"I'll definitely be back."

The aging body was weathered in the air, and there was not even a trace of scum left.

"Why did you save me?" Said the handsome and pale youth.

"I didn't save you because you were handsome, you were the type I liked." "I think you might be honest and help us." ”

"You want to get out of this place?"

"No, it's not just leaving, we want to know everything about this town." Zhai Eighteen Niang looked at him, "Its past, its existence, all you know." ”

The handsome young man moved his wrist and spoke, "My name is Raphael, and I hate this magic circle and broken glass all over the floor. ”

"I'll wipe it off right away."

"When talking to ladies, it's best to have mellow black tea." Raphael continued.

If you're hungry, you can just say it, no excuses.

After a bit of busywork, wipe the magic circle away, throw the mirror shards and candles into the trash, and put the furniture back in the corner. Preparing the black tea, putting the candlestick of three candles, the eighteenth lady of the house opened two bags of cookies and put them on the plate as snacks.

Then, the two of them, together with an octopus and a dog, finally sat down on the couch and had a tea party.

"I've been dead for a long, long time." Raphael said in a flickering and gloomy voice.

"Guessed it." Zhai Eighteen Niang said coldly, "Compared to this kind of tea that I don't know what the name is, I still drink coffee." ”

"When I met Xiangmier, I was a college student, but I was a person who liked to eat, drink and have fun. At a class reunion, I spotted a quiet girl in the corner. ”

"Xiangmier?" Zhai Eighteen Niang yawned, "Let's use black tea to make a cup of instant coffee to refresh yourself." ”

"No, it's Xiang Mi'er's sister." (To be continued.) )