In a stand-alone copy, everything is deliberately arranged by the system. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The door was not closed, and the murderer hoped that someone would come in during the day to see the situation and call the police.

However, according to this game, no one usually appears, only when needed, and no one will find out if there is not even a person acting as a background board.

So who can be suspected? Such a simple question.

Bing Qingcheng took out his mobile phone, and it wouldn't affect him if he tried it anyway. But she put her phone away anyway and didn't submit an answer.

Back at Xiangmier's house, Zhai Eighteen Niang and the woman prepared a sumptuous meal.

"You're back, Bing Qingcheng, where did you just go?" The eighteenth lady asked.

Bing Qingcheng took the soup served by the eighteenth lady of the house, and she felt that when she suspected someone's personal words, everything about her was very suspicious.

"By the way, I took a turn." Bing Qingcheng said.

She felt that Zhai Eighteen Niang's attitude towards Xiang Mi'er seemed to be a little perfunctory, and the three of them finished their meal in this gloomy atmosphere. Miss Honey said she was going back to her room to do gym yoga and left.

Bing Qingcheng fed the puppy, and at the same time, the eighteenth mother also began to feed the octopus.

"Did you find anything?" The eighteenth lady asked.

"Nope." Bing Qingcheng replied.

"Your reaction suddenly became silent." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "You originally wanted to talk a little more." ”

"Oh."

"Xiang Mier said that there may be a video tape player in the department store, and I just saw the one in her house, and it is a disc player. So we're going to the department store tomorrow, right? Zhai Eighteen Niang called Bing Qingcheng, who was in a daze, "Hey, what are you thinking?" ”

"yes, okay." Bing Qingcheng replied pretending to be happy.

"Wait a minute, are you going to take a shower? ...... that time of day"

Under this perfunctory, Bing Qingcheng chose to take a bath.

Tiled walls, non-slip mats on the floor, showers turned on, and the water vapor of hot water clouded the mirrored surface.

Bing Qingcheng rubbed his skin, and then looked at the mirror covered with water vapor, and could only see his own shadow in a daze.

Mirrors, the first time I've seen them in the past few days, because there were no mirrors when I was in the hotel. She thought to herself, wiping away a mist of water.

The "Ice Blue Orange" in the mirror looked at her directly, gritted his teeth and laughed coldly.

Bing Qingcheng swore that this was not her expression, she would not grit her front teeth hard, and the corners of her mouth would pull up desperately. Someone stood behind her, and Bing Qingcheng quickly turned around left and right, but there was no one on the left and right.

The person in the mirror stood behind the "Ice Blue Orange" in the mirror, and then grabbed the neck of the "Ice Blue Orange", and the "Ice Blue Orange" immediately began to roll his eyes in horror, leaving thick blood from his mouth and nose.

That person, the ice green orange outside the mirror can see it very clearly, that person, that dress, is the eighteenth lady of the house.

Rushed hastily, Bing Qingcheng replied to the room, the eighteenth mother of the house was already lying on the bed, looking asleep. She couldn't figure out why people still had to sleep in the dungeon, and if they didn't sleep, the time could be reduced by at least half.

Although the scene in the mirror made people's hearts palpitate, as soon as he lay down, as if there was a force, Bing Qingcheng fell asleep.

This is? Bing Qingcheng found herself watching the rush show, with a red button in front of her, and Xiang Mi'er was wearing a bunny girl costume and holding a line card in the dazzling light.

"Ask questions." Xiang Mi'er enthusiastically lifted a round plate that she didn't know from it, twisted her seductive body maliciously, and offered a flying kiss on her bright red lips.

"First question: Once upon a time, a classmate named Xiao Ming came to a small town, and he found that the people in the town were panicked, and only a beautiful woman accepted him and brought him home. Xiao Ming asked the beautiful woman why the people in the town looked frightened, and the beautiful woman told him that it was because there was a werewolf who appeared as soon as it was dark. Xiao Ming didn't believe it, but the beautiful woman asked him to take a bath, and hinted at him enthusiastically, saying that he would be invited to eat something delicious later.

But the more Xiao Ming calmed down, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, he secretly went to the kitchen of the beautiful woman's house, and found that there was nothing in the kitchen, he was very scared and ran away, but he still died, may I ask why? ”

"Drip." The sound of pressing the answering device came from behind Bing Qingcheng, and Bing Qingcheng turned his head, it was the eighteenth mother of the house.

"There are two answers, the first is that a beautiful woman is a werewolf, and the people in the town are terrified, only she is not afraid of outsiders. She told Xiao Ming to invite him to eat, but she didn't prepare, and there were no materials at home, because she didn't need anything to eat at all, and although Xiao Ming chose to run away, he was still eaten by him. Zhai Eighteen Niang said.

Bing Qingcheng woke up violently, it was the eighteenth mother of the house who slapped her hard, and she heard the woman's screams.

"Ahh Mirror, mirror. The miserable voice came from Xiang Mi'er's room.

Bing Qingcheng hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran over, desperately afraid to bang on the door and shouted, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Help, help!" Xiang Mi'er's voice became more and more poignant.

Gritting his teeth and kicking the door open, Bing Qingcheng saw a creepy one.

On a floor-to-ceiling mirror, Xiang Mier's feet were dangling in the air, and her neck was held by a handsome young man. This is the scene in the mirror, and in reality, no one is standing in front of Xiang Mi'er, holding her neck.

"What should I do?" Bing Qingcheng said anxiously, "Break the mirror?" ”

"Don't." Xiang Mi'er struggled in pain.

The eighteenth mother of the house silently turned on the light, and in the bright room, the shadows dissipated, and Xiangmier fell heavily to the ground. But the young man had turned into a shadow, still wandering in the eerie mirror.

"Are you alright?" Bing Qingcheng stepped forward and held Xiangmier.

"Mirror, mirror." Xiang Mi'er, who was still out of breath, pointed to the mirror with difficulty.

Zhai Eighteen Niang saw that there was a curtain next to it, the size of which seemed to be a mirror, so she picked up the cloth and covered the mirror. The cloth depicts a magic circle, with a silver cross sewn in the center.

Xiang Mi'er exhaled a soothing sigh, as if the mirror was much more relaxed after the mirror was closed.

Zhai Eighteen Niang sat on the bed in Xiang Mier's room, patted the side and motioned for Bing Qingcheng to sit down, and said, "Miss Xiang Mi'er, you are a witch, right?" ”

Xiangmier was silent, neither denying nor admitting it.

"Well, I'm not curious about who you are, and I'm not curious about your story." "I just want to make a deal with you, you know we only came to this town recently, can you?" ”

Xiang Mi'er continued to be silent.

"Actually, when I was in the daytime, I had already seen the ...... in the mirror," said Zhai Niang.

"You saw it, why didn't you alert me?" Xiangmi'er said angrily, "I won't make a deal with you. (To be continued.) )