Chapter 63: The Power of Madness The Fifth Update

The ghost baby didn't seem to see me, walking past me, I don't know why, since the ocean came, Xiuxiu downstairs and this ghost baby didn't seem to see me. But it should be the glutinous rice flour that was sprinkled on my head.

Although Yili is full of good makeup for what is happening so far, it is clear that now is not the time to ask about this, since Dayang asked me to wait for him upstairs, then I will wait for him to come and say hello.

After the ghost baby left, I hurriedly ran upstairs, because Ren was delayed by the ghost baby, and now my lungs are already a little overturned, if it weren't for Ren's breath, my life would be in danger, at this time I definitely couldn't help but breathe out.

Holding back the feeling of dizziness, I closed the second floor. After I got to the second floor, I was also blinded, because Ren Dayang and I were talking about the second room on the second floor, but the room settings here are arranged in rows, which means that there are rooms in the second room on the second floor......

Is there one room in it?

But at the moment, the vertigo feeling from the letter in my head no longer allowed me to think about anything, and I thought about gambling on it, and it would be a dead end to stay in the hallway. It's better to gamble and find a room at random, so that there is at least a 50% survival rate, isn't it, I opened the room on the left hand side directly, opened the door and entered, quickly closed the door and breathed heavily.

As soon as I entered, I began to look around at the scenery. In this case, you still have to use what you can use.

This room is quite large, and although the layout of the room has become a bit deserted, it can be seen that in the past, it was definitely very luxurious.

The main part of the room is a mahogany bed, and there is a dressing table next to the bed, and the dresser is also made of mahogany, and there is a mirror inlaid on it.

I cried that the rooms with mirrors were quite evil, and when I looked at the mirror, I was still a little panicked. But I still didn't dare to go outside, after all, a ghost baby had just walked down from the second floor, and I can't guarantee that there was no cold and weird stuff on the second floor.

There's nothing in this room for the time being, so at least I'm safe for now.

After calming down, I also began to take on the ocean, after all, before coming up, I saw the ocean towards Xiuxiu, as if I wanted to fight with Xiuxiu.

However, the appearance of the ocean has made my internal difference a lot more stable, compared to the seemingly reliable Niu Thirteen, I still prefer to believe that the ocean looks quite unreliable.

And crying Dayang said, the piece of jade that Niu Thirteen gave me is blood jade. A harmful thing.

Said that I was sold and helped others count the money.

This means that if I want to die and I don't understand it, I am really brain-dead, obviously Niu Thirteen is not trying to help me, but to harm me.

I suddenly felt a little lucky, but fortunately, when Niu Thirteen asked me for my birthday just now, my mother's phone couldn't get through, otherwise there was really a chance that something would have happened.

I remembered that it was written in some books that I should not give my birthday to others casually, which is indeed correct.

Thinking about it carefully, these things I encountered seem to have a lot to do with Niu Thirteen and his father, no matter what it is, I will believe what they say.

But then again, if they did harm me, how could they be sure that I would find them when I went to the ghost street?

One question after another seemed to be a mess that made me tangled.

But as of now, it is certain that Niu Thirteen is definitely not okay.

After all, you can cry when you cry the name of the jade "blood jade", it is indeed an evil thing, not to mention that the jade looks really weird, and the jade is still bloodshot on its body, which is really unheard of.

I kind of regret that I was so gullible about being gullible.

At this moment, an incomparably sharp scream sounded throughout the villa, the kind of scream with a trill, as if crying, as if screaming, and crying as if laughing.

The voice cried strangely, and it scared me a little, and I wondered if I couldn't be stupid here, or I would have to be scared to death.

But I couldn't find anything to do, so I started to memorize the multiplication mantra in my head, trying to distract myself from it, not to be scared by myself.

I don't know what, carrying it on my back, I felt that the room began to get a little cold, I shivered, stood up, just stood up, I felt a smell of urine coming up, fortunately there was a toilet in the room, I unscrewed the door of the toilet, and planned to go to the toilet.

When I went to the toilet, I was still a little frightened, for fear of a hand coming out of the toilet or something, and I didn't dare to turn it off after urinating.

When I came out of the bathroom, nothing happened, which made me feel a little less uneasy, and because Ren was a little cold, I thought about finding something in the room.

But soon, I realized that something was wrong, I felt that my body was getting numb and icy, and it was a little difficult to even stand.

After a while, I didn't know why, I suddenly snorted and sneered.

The sneer was so abrupt in the silence of the room that even I was startled by my own sneer, and then something even more strange happened to me.

I found that my body was a little untransformed, and I walked to the dresser, and smiled very gently and charmingly at myself in the mirror.

At that time, my goosebumps came out, what the fuck is going on, how could I smile like this, if this kind of smile is seen on the body of a woman, You Leng is a beautiful woman, it is definitely pleasing to the eye, but if there is such a smile on a man's face, it is a little creepy.

Then I found that my body thief cock skillfully opened the dresser, took out a makeup bag from it, opened the makeup bag, took out a comb, and began to slowly comb my hair.

But my hair is hair, although I can comb it, but I can only comb it once, but in the mirror, I am very gentle and comb it down a little bit, even if there is no hair underneath, I still comb it down.

When I came to my senses, I suddenly realized that it was not me who came out of the mirror, but a woman combing her hair, a very beautiful woman, and any word of praise for a woman could be used on her. Clip the low number.

She is wearing a crimson cheongsam, long hair shawl, and is gently combing her hair, I don't know if you have this feeling, that is, when you look in the mirror, you always feel that the self in the mirror is looking at herself, at this time, I also feel that the woman in the mirror has been looking at me.

Soon, she picked up the lipstick on the table, and when I thought she was going to put it on herself, I found that she had put the lipstick in the drawer, but instead took a pair of scissors and cut her fingers, and blood quickly gushed out of her fingers.

She gently wiped the blood on her lips, and her cheeks, which were incomparably delicate and dignified, began to become bewitching.

"Giggles!" I cried to a silver bell, and the woman in the mirror was staring at me, chuckling.

And the voice came out of my throat!

I couldn't have made that sound, it was definitely a woman's voice, but it did come out of my throat.

At this time, I realized that something was wrong with me, and I wanted to stand up and leave the mirror in front of me, but no matter how hard I tried, my body still couldn't be controlled by myself, and I could only look weakly at the woman in the red cheongsam in the mirror and smile at me on the side of the mirror.

The woman on the other side of the mirror was laughing silently.

I'm on the other side of the mirror, but I'm making a weird sound.

At this moment, I noticed the woman's smile, and I was shocked, this is laughter, and it is clearly a silent cry!

The women on the other side of the mirror, their watery eyes contain resentment, hatred, sadness, and despair, but there is no joy with vitality. R832