I don't know if it's because there is too much blood on it, and his face can't be seen very clearly in the mirror.

Like the hallucinations he had just seen, he looked at himself in the mirror in a daze, his face blurry behind blood.

When I got closer, I could hear the sound of water trickling in the mirror.

He followed the sound and looked sideways to the edge of the mirror, where blood flowed like a stream the size of a toothpick.

Immediately after that, there was a sudden movement in the mirror, and he quickly raised his head and reflexively retreated a few steps, finding that he had disappeared from the mirror!

Then blood continued to pour out from all sides of the mirror, and a large flowing red color obscured the mirror, and the blood in the sink sped up the speed of the flow out.

Once again, he felt the soles of his shoes soaked in blood.

Jiang Futing calmly looked at the changes in the mirror.

Another figure slowly emerged there, and a different space seemed to extend out of the bloody mirror.

The back became clear in the flowing blood that hung down like a beaded curtain.

The little red dress, and the little red leather shoes on her feet, were the little girl again.

She was still standing with her back to her, and the picture in the mirror gradually became clearer, and it was so dark that she couldn't see it to the end.

But he saw that there were many bloody bones piled up on both sides of the girl, and a tall man was holding in his hand.

Under the flush of blood on the mirror, Jiang Futing gradually saw the person clearly.

Ning Yuan!

The moment he saw Ning Yuan clearly, the little girl seemed to notice something, and turned her head faintly again.

This time it's no longer as vague as in the hallucination.

Those eyes were exactly the same as they had just seen, empty and empty, like a black hole, and red blood was constantly pouring out of their eyes.

Her eyes, which had no eyeballs, stared at her like this, and when she turned her head, she suddenly opened her mouth and smiled at herself, and that smile was like a puppet, unnatural and stiff.

In the next second, Jiang Futing saw her suddenly rushing towards him.

He subconsciously felt bad, and the turbid gas immediately circulated in his body.

The small, dry hands reached out of the mirror and grabbed him in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Futing was startled by her speed, and the turbidity in her hand slapped directly towards her incoming hand.

The little dry hands suddenly shrank as if they had been burned, and their fingers seemed to be on fire and steaming.

"Ahh!!!hh From the mirror came the female ghost screaming in anger.

Two bloody hands slammed into him.

Jiang Futing reacted quickly and dodged, knowing that the turbidity was useful and slapped those two hands again.

But the other party was obviously clever this time, and he also dodged and grabbed the corner of his clothes at the same time, and then pulled it hard.

A huge, irresistible force instantly pulled him into the mirror.

The fishy smell was so heavy that his nasal cavity ached.

Jiang Futing reacted to what was happening, and looked at everything in front of him with deep eyes.

It was the first time he had smelled so naked

to such a strong smell of blood and corpses.

In the past, Xu Ping's memory was wearing a mask, and after the supplies kept up, he often wore a gas mask and disinfected a large area, and no matter how strong the smell was, it was not as direct as it is now.

Jiang Futing covered his nose, and there was nothing on the side, except for an unclear outline and shadow in the distance, a bit like a mountain pile.

He was so careful that he took a few more steps forward, and he didn't see Ning Yuan or the little girl along the way.

Instead, he saw the hill he had always thought he had thought he had been.

Jiang Futing stopped directly about ten meters away from the small hill, and his body only felt a complete coldness.

Where is the mountain pile, it is clearly the corpse pile.

The blurry picture that I just saw outside will all be completely displayed in front of my eyes.

Each corpse was a blur of flesh and blood, and from a distance he could still see the blood-covered muscle textures on the corpses, as well as the exposed white bones.

One corpse after another had to be stacked on top of each other, so much so that a small hill had accumulated, and none of the corpses were complete.

These dead men were wearing clothes of the same pattern and color, but the robes were also stained with blood, and the original color could not be seen.

It looks like all the people who died outside have been moved inside.

No wonder there was only a room full of blood outside, and nothing else.

After slowly getting used to the smell, he continued to walk forward, the skulls of those corpses, the limbs and some internal organs were clearly visible, he glanced at it lightly and walked forward for a short time before stopping.

When he entered the mirror, it was as if there was only one person from beginning to end, but when he was outside, he was sure that he saw Ning Yuan inside.

It's weird.

He glanced back in the direction he had come in.

It was pitch black all around, except for the mirror at the entrance, which hung halfway in the air like a sun reflecting its light.

After repeatedly circling in this dark space for a long time, he didn't find the slightest clue.

He stood there and hesitated for a moment, judging from the speed of the girl's shot, the strength was obviously much higher than Wang Xiu, if his strength was crushed by the other party, in this case, if he acted rashly, it would not only be risky, but also might alarm the little girl.

After all, no one can know what Ning Yuan's sister is going to do.

Jiang Futing walked back after making sure that he was ready, preparing to call Bai Tang to come over and take a look.

But after a few minutes of walking back, he found that he could not get out.

No matter which direction you go in this space, there will be a distance movement, and the pile of corpses is like a reference to mark the direction.

But no matter where he goes, far or closer, the mirror is always the same size and the same angle facing him, without the slightest change.

It also meant that he would never have access to that exit.

Jiang Futing tried to use turbidity to get closer, but the final result was the same, the turbidity would only extend infinitely in the direction of the mirror, and it could not reach the end.

He took out the spare summoning talisman on his body and silently recited it three times

Tang Dynasty.

But the rune paper didn't move at all as if it had been scrapped.

Jiang Futing put away the rune paper and looked up at this space again with a solemn expression, if it was just a fluke to check it before, now it was really a careful thought about what was going on in this space.

The mobile phone also has no signal, and all contact between the inside and outside is cut off, I don't know if it's because of the space in the mirror, or because of the little girl.

But the only thing that is certain is that Ning Yuan and her sister must be hiding in it.

Why did she hide Ning Yuan with her.

Jiang Futing didn't move around at will this time, and his eyes were still carefully checking around, looking for any other breakthroughs or unusual places.

But after watching it back and forth several times, I can be very sure that there is none!

There was only the mirror that served as the entrance and exit and the pile of corpses in front of it.

He held his breath and stared for a while, and the picture in front of him did not change in any way, indicating that it was not an illusion, but a real small world.

What does it take to open up a space?

Jiang Futing was stunned in his heart, and then felt that something was wrong, why did the little girl hide back here if she was so strong.

He thought as he walked over to the pile of corpses again.

Every time he took one more step, the hideous faces in front of him were a little closer to him, and he didn't know what was wrong this time, and he felt like his heart was beating every step he took.

It was as if something was following him all the time.

But after a look at it with turbidity, it really didn't get anything.

It wasn't until he walked back to the pile of corpses, that he didn't know if it was his delusion, but he felt the eyeballs under the eyelids of the corpse closest to him roll twice, and his fingers folded.

In case he was mistaken, he moved a little closer, and the corpse lay there in its original position.

But the thrilling feeling didn't diminish, but only became stronger when he was very close to the corpse pile!

His expression suddenly changed!

Problematic!

At the same time that his body suddenly retreated, the corpse that had just been lying on the ground suddenly opened his dark eyes and stared at him.

The next second, the corpse stood up from the pool of blood, and its severed body bent twice on its own like a robot, randomly connecting its crooked body.

But the body was obviously not put together, and the bones were still misplaced, but he couldn't wait to rush over to Jiang Futing's side.

Jiang Futing's complexion did not change much, but when he saw this corpse with a strange running posture, his heart swelled up with indescribable discomfort.

He took two steps back, gray gas gushing in his hands, and swung it at the corpse as it ran in front of him.

"Ahh!!hh The corpse screamed in horror and terrification.

The scream pierced his eardrums, causing him to tremble through the sea, and within seconds the corpse was reduced to powder and ashes.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the rest of the corpses seemed to trigger the mechanism under the scream just now.

I opened my eyes one by one, and countless pairs of dark eyes were not

and they gathered around him.

When the corpses on the pile began to wake up, it was like a mountain trembling, and their feet were shaking.

The corpses made a crisp clicking sound one after another as they stood up.

No matter how calm Jiang Futing was, he couldn't hold back a little, and just when all the corpses were standing and rushing towards him, he saw that in the middle of the pile of corpses, there was a coffin that looked big and heavy.

The momentum on his body skyrocketed, and the turbidity turned into a long sword, slashing one by one, and slashing a pair at a time.

The corpse he had slashed did not even fall into ashes in a few breaths.

After a few times, he was sure that these corpses were all unconscious, and he didn't even know whether the moving bodies were good or bad, but they were just rushing towards him.

And there is no combat effectiveness, it is obviously deliberately controlled by others, and the control methods are also very rough, simply to win by quantity.

There were a few people whose bodies were not very damaged and ran faster, and in the case of many corpses, he could not take care of a large area, so that they went around to the side and behind him.

Jiang Futing raised his hand and waved it at the front two at the same time, and the corpse that had already been copied behind him took advantage of his temporary flaw and grabbed him directly on the shoulder.

Jiang Futing didn't have time to turn around, and swung his sword backwards with his backhand.

(End of chapter)