Chapter Seventy-Eight: Midnight Falls

The words I said about killing my dad seemed to be in the clouds, but I instantly understood the connotation.

As he said, I'm a fan of the authorities, and I didn't even think of such a simple truth.

In the next second, my body moved.

Shuai Bafang: "Anchor, why don't you speak, are you confused by this tongue twister?" ”

I killed my dad: "Stupid pig."

If you are not educated, talk less, otherwise it is easy to expose the fact that you are a fool. ”

Shuai Bafang: "His grandmother, who do you say is a fool." ”

I killed my dad: "If you are so stupid that you don't even know who I say is stupid, then your IQ will basically say goodbye to the live broadcast room."

Take a good look at what the anchor is doing. ”

At the moment, I didn't have time to pay attention to the tearing battle in the live broadcast room, so I held my breath and rolled on the spot like a rolling gourd, and the person came to the door, where there was a table and a small bench.

I flew up, and whether it worked or not, kicked the little bench against the mirror.

After the bench collided with the mirror, it didn't look like it hit the glass at all, but it was like hitting a person, making a very honest humming sound, and it fell to the ground raw, and it didn't even leave a scratch on the mirror.

But that's not my intention.

The moment I kicked off the bench, I got up and went to the table, pushed all the sundries on the table to the ground, emptied the tabletop, and carried the table in my hand, keeping the tabletop parallel to the mirror, and the whole person was cat-like and hidden under the table.

I killed my dad: "See?

When you are looking in the mirror, the person in the mirror is also looking at you.

So......

When you don't look in the mirror, the person in the mirror, naturally, can't reflect you.

This mirror is weird and powerful.

The person in the mirror can not only see the 'projection' of the person in the mirror, but even harm the ontology of reality by attacking the 'shadow' in the mirror.

But no matter how weird or bizarre it is, there is a premise, that is, your projection appears in the Black Mirror......

If your figure disappears from the mirror, it is not in the same plane, the person in the mirror, how can it trouble you?

The anchor hid his body behind the table, so that his image would not appear in the mirror, and those strange figures in the mirror would not hurt him. Got it? ”

was explained by him like this, and the sailors in the live broadcast room suddenly realized.

Just like I killed my dad and said, I hid myself behind the table, and the feeling of oppression from all sides disappeared in an instant, and I gasped for breath, finally getting rid of these difficult little ghosts.

But the little girl was still in dire straits, and I had no time to rest, so I staggered and ran away to the poplar leaves.

The poplar leaves have not woken up for a long time, which makes Grandma very dissatisfied.

She felt her majesty, provoked.

The cane in Grandma's hand, facing the poplar leaves, swung violently, and the pitch-black cobra came out of her scarf again, her eyes showed a fierce light, and her throat squirmed......

It's going to spew out that venom like sulfuric acid again!

I've seen the consequences of spraying on Qiu Yuemei's face.

It's going to be sprayed on poplar leaves, and that's going to happen.

I was so frightened that my soul was about to fly out, so I hurriedly rushed forward and used the table to cover the body of the poplar leaves.

The wooden table suddenly made a 'stabbing and stabbing' sound like oil splashing, and several holes the size of fingernails appeared on the tabletop out of thin air.

It is corroded by snake venom......

I was scared for a while.

I was so frightened that I supported the table with one hand, and with the other, I wanted to pick up the poplar leaf and carry her on my back.

But in the next second, my face turned green.

The poplar leaves, the small body, seemed to weigh as many catties, and when I dragged her, not only did I not pick her up, but I almost flashed my waist.

What is the situation, how did I get a good night's sleep, and the little girl seems to have grown to bed?

Confused, I quietly poked my head out from under the table and peered into the black mirror.

I saw more than a dozen orphans, who got under the bed in a pile, stretched out their little hands, grabbed the little girl's clothes, and pressed her to the bed board.

No wonder I can't hold her.

I rolled up my sleeves, grabbed the arm of the poplar leaf, and fought with the ghosts in the mirror like a tug-of-war; Grandma's side became more and more violent, commanding the cobra, venom, spewing out like money, covering the sky and the sun.

In an instant, the table in front of him was sprayed with holes.

If this continues, the only shelter in the room will soon be scrapped.

In a short period of time, I can't drag the poplar leaves at all, and if I don't think about a way, my current actions are tantamount to a slow death.

After thinking for a moment, I looked at the dark mirror, my eyes lit up, and I suddenly had an idea.

With the quilt, wrap the little girl tightly, try not to let her figure appear in the mirror, I yelled, held the table, like a shield in front of me, did not retreat, but advanced, rushed towards the black mirror.

When I got to the bottom of the mirror, I held the table diagonally, picked up something that had fallen on the floor, and jumped with all my might, trying to put it on the mirror.

When we first entered the door, the mirror in the room was covered by a piece of black gauze, and it was only then that somehow the black cloth fell off, and there was a series of moths that followed.

It is quite possible, then, that if you put a black cloth over the mirror again, everything will be calm again.

Whether it's right or not, it's the best way I can come up with in a short period of time.

I stepped on the table, jumped up, fixed one end of the black cloth, dragged the rest of the black cloth, and went straight to the upper right corner of the mirror.

My heart is pounding, and as long as I can cover the right half, this evil mirror will no longer be a demon.

However, at the moment when the whole mirror was about to be closed, my wrist suddenly froze.

At this time, on the screen saver of the mobile phone, the number showing the time is exactly from 23:59 to 00:00.

Midnight, Descending......

A hand, without warning, reached out from within the mirror and grabbed my wrist......

It was cold and unusual, without any temperature, as if it were a cold corpse......

I was shocked and turned my head to look.

But it was the two female caretakers who dragged Qiu Yuemei out before, and they returned to the room at some point.

A thin female caretaker stretched her hand out of the mirror......

Her white hand, the moment it stretched out of the mirror, became rotten and decayed, emitting a suffocating stench, white bones, almost blinding my eyes.

Her hands tightened tighter and tighter, and the sharp nails of her fingertips almost pierced my palms.

Everything in the mirror is from forty years ago...... Why, can it break out of the mirror?

What the hell is this mirror, and the figure in it?

I was so angry that I scolded my mother.

Not only the female caretakers, but the moment the hour hand pointed to twelve, everyone in the mirror became mad and roared hysterically, as if the last shackles bound to them were broken.

More and more orphans rushed in front of me, huddled together, and wanted to pass through the mirror and come to my room!

A girl, even already out of the mirror, stuck out most of her head, like a mad dog, and bit in my direction.

The sound of my upper and lower teeth colliding gave me goosebumps.

My face is hard to see to the extreme.

There are more than thirty things that are comparable to ghosts, and it makes people shudder to think about it, and if they step over the mirror and come to this room, I think it would be a luxury to leave a whole corpse.

I really don't fool people: "Idiot, the method of breaking the mirror is already in front of you, are you a blind man, can't you even see this?" ”

Liu Banxian, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.

The old man has a bad mouth, and he didn't forget to hurt me when he helped me.

The method of breaking the mirror is already in front of you, what does this mean?

Is there something on the mirror that can't be done?

But this mirror is as smooth as the surface of a lake, and no matter how you look at it, you can't see anything unusual.

I don't fool people: "......

I'm about to cry stupidly from you.

How can the eyes of ordinary people see filthy things?

Didn't you kid cultivate the Heavenly Eye Vision?

See with your heavenly eyes......

Of course, you can't really see it at your half-baked level......

If you have cow tears on your body, you can use it together, if you really don't have it, eye drops will also work, no matter how bad it is, you can buckle the eye droppings in the corners of your eyes......

, you kid, there are tears on your body......

I didn't see that you were still a scumbag who harmed the hearts of thousands of girls, no wonder you looked dead......

Master Dao, why am I so unlucky, I can't protect myself, but I still run into a scumbag and fake apprentice like you......

Immeasurable Tianzun, this is the rhythm of Dao Master's death......"