I pressed the incandescent light in the dark room but there was no response, it was still pitch black, I felt my heart beating very hard, I took a big step with my mobile phone, and immediately pulled the pull cord of the red light, the dim red light made the dark room no longer so dark, I looked around and didn't see anything else, and I was relieved.

I think of the feeling I felt a little self-deprecating, what I have experienced these days has made me nervous too much, and I feel like there is a ghost when I see a dark place.

Squeak, bang.

As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, the door of the dark room was closed by itself, and a blood-colored figure immediately appeared at the door, with a distorted and frightened face, and the red light in his eyes was like a demon who had just come out of the cage.

"Who is so immoral and presses a mirror behind the door, isn't this deliberately scary?" I looked at it with palpitations, and no matter how I looked at it, I felt uncomfortable in this mirror, and secretly scolded the owner of the photo studio for being sick.

I turned my head and began to warm the liquid, which soon reached the temperature at which I could wash the photos, and after setting the temperature, I took out the film, which actually appeared in the urn, could it be that Hu Ming's ghost put it in?

I carefully pulled out the film, but the corner of my eye suddenly found that I was still standing in the mirror looking at me, I was shocked into a cold sweat, turned my head suddenly, but found that I was normal in the mirror, except for the distortion of my face, other movements were the same as mine.

Touching my face, am I really scared like that?

The photos began to take shape little by little, I couldn't wait to take the photos to check, there were 30 photos, but I saw this photo and the root of my teeth itched angrily, these photos are all bed photos, the protagonists in them turned out to be Song Junhe and Fang Zi, and the location is in the school dormitory.

Every photo is a different action, every photo is an expression of two people's devotion, my heart is like a knife, Fang Zi has really fallen in love with Song Junhe, and he has really slept with him, and more than once, I used to fantasize that Hu Ming and Zhang Cheng were lying, but now that the evidence is in my hands, I really can't refute it.

I was really deceived by Fang Zi, she only used and hurt me, and all the good was acting, so that I was willing to go to Wugao and hand over my life and soul to her.

A photo was flipped over by me, and I didn't have a little desire for the glamorous lens. Hope, only anger and sadness, until I turned to the twenty-ninth photo, I suddenly found that Fang Zi's face in the photo was blurred, and I couldn't see the facial features at all, and in the last one, the woman in the photo turned out to be Dong Wanhua, and the posture was almost unchanged from the previous two.

What's going on?

I thought I hadn't washed it well, and I washed the twenty-ninth photo again, but the photos I got were still blurry, I leaned down and carefully compared, looking at the photos one by one, only to find the pattern of this photo, it turned out that these thirty photos were taken in three consecutive photos, and every three photos was a lens.

I suddenly thought of something, and immediately took out the last three, if it was a triple shot, the first girl's face was Fang Zi, but the last one became Dong Wanhua, and the photo with a blurred face in the middle can only show one problem, that is, it is changing faces.

Why did Fang Zi become Dong Wanhua? I asked silently in my heart, and then began to look through all the photos, and finally I exhaled heavily, shocked and showed a smile at the same time, Fang Zi didn't lie to me, he had never been in love with Song Junhe at all, let alone open a room and bed together, because the girl in the photo had a black mole on her left collarbone.

At Dong Wanhua's house, I clearly saw a black mole on Dong Wanhua's collarbone, which is the most powerful evidence.

At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew through the closed dark room, and the photos were blown to the ground, and I subconsciously picked up the photos with a cold body, and found that the photos burned with green flames in the dark, and the flames were flickering and twisting like grimaces were beating.

A photo burned in the flames, and Fang Zi's face all turned into Dong Wanhua, who had a good face but was now full of anger and resentment, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and a sharp laugh echoed in the dark room.

I stood up and tried to run, but I couldn't find the door, and all the walls around me had become mirrors, and there was no image of me in the mirror.

The dim red light was particularly dazzling, and the person in the mirror turned out to be Dong Wanhua's mother, she was wearing a bloody long dress, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, the dark circles under her eyes were as if they were smeared with dead ashes, her hair was messily hanging down, covering most of her face, and she looked at me with blood flowing from the corners of her eyes.

The mirror is reflected, surrounded by the terrifying ghost of Dong Wanhua's mother, I want to call but I can't call it at all, I want to hide but there is nowhere to hide, more than a dozen withered hands stretched out from the surrounding mirrors and slowly stretched out to my neck, and the sharp nails were dark and bloody under the red light.

"If you want to kill my daughter, I will kill you, and if you want to harm my grandson, I will strangle you."

Terrifying voices sounded all around, as if more than a dozen people were shouting at me at the same time, the voice was full of infinite resentment and anger, I was tightly choked by the neck, as if my spine was about to be crushed, I breathed more and more difficult, and soon felt the suffocating vertigo.

At this moment, the dark room suddenly became brighter, the broken incandescent lamp turned on, with a scream, all the mirrors around disappeared, and the ghost of Dong Wanhua's mother was gone, turning my head to look at the mirror behind the door, a deep strangulation mark appeared on my neck, which was exactly the same as the red mark on Dong Wanhua's neck.

Who did their mother and daughter do it?

I didn't have time to think about it that much, the photo was destroyed and the film was exposed, so I opened the door and escaped, breathing in the fresh air and giving me a sense of refreshment for the rest of my life.

After saying goodbye to the owner of the shop, I immediately walked out, and the boss's voice came from behind me: "You guys go slowly, and you will come back after washing the photos." ”

You guys?

My heart trembled, I'm the only one here, how can the proprietress say this word you, is there anyone around me? I looked around and didn't see anyone at all, there was only one explanation, a ghost was around me.

This ghost should be Dong Wanhua's mother, who didn't succeed in killing me in the dark room just now, and it's normal to follow now, but there is another possibility, this ghost is Fang Zi, the light in the dark room just now was obviously broken, but it lit up at the most critical time, it must have been Fang Zi who saved me, otherwise I would have died.

"Is that you?"

I called softly to my surroundings, but I didn't get any answer, and my phone rang suddenly.