The next day, I didn't even eat breakfast, so I went straight to Xiaobei's house. I'm going to go to him face to face and ask who he, or she, or it is. What happened to Xiaobei?

Don't think I'm so bold that I dare to go to him without figuring out what Xiaobei is now.

The reason why I dared to go to him was because it was dawn now, and the sun was so bright that everything unclean in the world did not dare to make a mistake. That's what I thought, anyway.

When I arrived at the door of Xiaobei's house, I didn't even think about it, I raised my hand and slammed the door. Remember, I'm not knocking on the door, I'm slamming the door, very hard, only in this way can I be bold, as long as the door opens, and a face that doesn't look like a human is revealed, I dare to kick it directly!

Not surprisingly, I slammed it for a long time, not to mention that the door of Xiaobei's house was not opened, and even their neighbors did not open the door. I'm tossing around here so loudly, why hasn't anyone come out to take a look?

Thinking of this, my slamming of the door became lighter and lighter, and finally stopped.

The place where Xiaobei rents is an old neighborhood because it is cheap. The house is old, the sound insulation is definitely not good, and most of the people who live here are old people, the old people are generally afraid of noise, I slam the door here is not small, it should be very noisy, right?

Hiss...... I gasped.

This situation is wrong, I didn't feel anything with a momentum just now, but now I calm down and find that this building is really broken. The windows in the corridor are not glassy, the staircase handrails are thick gray, and then look at the door of Xiaobei's house, I was stunned!

I don't come to the place where Xiaobei lives, and I am familiar with their door. But the door in front of me is definitely not the door of Xiaobei's family!

Why? Because I made a mark on the door of Xiaobei's house.

I remember one time, Xiaobei and I went out to play at night, and we couldn't drink enough, and we vomited with a bottle of beer.

I vomited okay, it's normal, but I bowed my head and bent over and fell out.

But Xiaobei vomited a flower, and he actually nodded his head up and down and sprayed like that. As a result, I didn't pay attention and sprayed it on a big brother.

The eldest brother is from the Northeast, and he was suddenly sprayed, and he made a noise while retreating: "Oh mom, what are you doing here, ouch, I'll go, stay away from me, and pull the spray on the side, it's so disgusting!" ”

Before this is put aside, Xiaobei must be full of shame and apologize to others. But that day, I don't know why, he actually sprayed others.

The big brother in the Northeast was furious all of a sudden, and directly kicked Xiaobei to lie down. I thought it would be over when I lay down, but no, Xiaobei actually swayed and got up again, and then "poof", and the dry squirt was sprayed again!

It's over, I originally wanted to go up and persuade it, but when I looked at this frame, Xiaobei was launching a suicidal charge. As the old saying goes, to save a person who wants to die, it is better to watch how he dies!

As a result, Xiaobei let the big brother in the Northeast cut it this time. Press the ground and kick it, regardless of the head and buttocks, crackle and hit wherever you want. After fighting for more than half an hour, the big brother in the Northeast scolded and left.

Seeing this, someone will ask. Say, you just watch your friend get beaten and don't care? It's too unsophisticated!

Honestly, I really don't want to care. No, I really want to. But when I saw that the big brother was like a crazy tiger, it was really, if I touched it, I would die, if I touched it, I would die, how dare I go up and persuade him, I will persuade him, this big brother is even more angry, who is it for half an hour more? The main thing is, what if you want to beat me up? I'm messing with someone!

I stood there and waited for a while, making sure that the big brother would not come back, and then I walked over to see how Xiaobei was doing.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look, ouch, my heart is sour. Xiaobei is so miserable!

Xiaobei was lying on the ground, his body unfolding in a large zigzag. The half-length hair is also shapeless, messy and upturned, a bit like a Super Saiyan, his face is not hurt much, it may be, he desperately protected his face just now!

Looking at Xiaobei's clothes and pants again, you can't see it. It was crumpled and crumpled, as if it had just been ravaged by a dozen or so people for half an hour.

Looking at Xiaobei like this, I felt very uncomfortable. I don't know why, but looking at it, why do I want to laugh more and more!?

That night, when I helped Xiaobei home, he still said to me vigorously: "Luohan, if you let me go, I can still spray!" ”

I said, "I'm going to let you squirt, and then you're going to have people beat you up for another half an hour?" Brother, you said that you only drank half a bottle of beer, and if you drank a whole bottle, you vomited and didn't say anything, and you were beaten when it was over, but don't say it, you are really awesome today, I have never seen you like this! ”

Xiaobei listened to my words, didn't say anything, with a satisfied smile on his face, staggered home with his eyes slightly closed! That expression doesn't look like he's just been beaten for half an hour, but like he's beaten someone else for half an hour! What the hell, and the beaten are proud?

After that night, I went to buy a bottle of red spray paint the next day and wrote two words on the door of Xiaobei's house, "Awesome! "To praise Xiaobei's feat the night before!

That's the mark I made for Xiaobei's family, but that mark is no longer there! This is not Xiaobei's home, I went to the wrong place! But it shouldn't be, how can it be wrong?

I took a closer look at the floor I was on, the 3rd floor, room 301. That's right, it's strange, is it the wrong building?

I can't help it, I'd better go out and have a look first, maybe I'm really confused and made a mistake.

Thinking of this, I hurried downstairs. But just as I was halfway to the second floor, there was a click behind me. I turned around and saw that I had just smashed the door that no one answered for a long time, and it actually opened!

It's so weird, this door doesn't open early or late, but it opens when I'm leaving, it's so deep, so sneaky.

I looked at the crack in the door and thought to myself, I can't get in? Everyone has curiosity, this door just smashed for a long time and didn't respond, but now it's open, this is definitely not normal, such an abnormal thing, anyone with curiosity will go in and take a look, and it's still daytime!

I also have curiosity, and I am also curious about how this door was opened, and who opened it? If this is the protagonist of a horror novel, it must be in it, and then some scary and terrifying stories will happen.

This scene is too much like the plot of a horror novel. I even had the image inside the door in my head. I walked up to the third floor step by step, and then gently opened the door, and the door creaked.

I stepped in, and it was dark and smelled of mold, like an animal carcass that had been rotten, dried, and moldy in the house. Humans are also a type of animal, right?

Then I saw that the heavy black curtains were drawn in the room, and then I would hear strange noises in the bedroom, like crying, like laughter, and like singing.

I walked to the bedroom step by step, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and I was so frightened that I turned around and found that the door behind me was closed! There was no wind in the house, the door could not have been blown by the wind, it must have been closed by something I couldn't see, it was going to trap me here!

As is the case in horror novels, I'll be walking to the noisy bedroom at this time, and I'm going to find out. yes, I thought, I can't get out anyway, so let's go see what's in the bedroom!

Step by step, I walked to the bedroom door, and the bedroom door was closed. I reached out and pushed, but didn't push away, which is a reasonable thing. Then I had two options, either find a way to break down the bedroom door or find a way to get out of the house!

Either way, as soon as you make a move, the bedroom door will surely open automatically.

The bedroom door squeak~~ and slowly opened, little by little, slowly. Eventually, the doors would all open, and then I saw and saw a dark shadow in the bedroom, with his back to me, and said to me, "You... Enter... Come... Ahh......h

Thinking about this, I sweat all over my head. This should be the plot of a horror story, and it's exciting to think about.

When the imagination is over, it's my turn to make a choice. Is it to be the protagonist of a horror novel, go in and find out, or .......

It's still a fart, I'm not stupid X, it's okay to write such a story, it's my turn, even if it's broad daylight, I won't go in. Silly X is the protagonist in a horror novel!

If the door is opened, open it, whoever you love will open it, and I won't play anymore. When I turned my head and was about to run downstairs, a faint and complaining voice suddenly came from behind me, who couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman: "You... Enter... Come... Yikes..."

With a buzzing sound, my brain swelled, and my eyes were blurry, yes, I was probably scared to cry, and the hair on my back and the hair on the back of my head seemed to stand up, so that my legs were no longer obedient, and I couldn't take a step at all.

Is that sound scary? Seriously, it's scary to hear that in that environment, in an empty, old, dusty, nobody-to-all hallway.

But this is not the most scary, the most frightening thing is that the sentence "You... Enter... Come... "Whether it's the sound or the words, it's all what I just imagined in my head, it's all what I imagined, how did it come true?"

I don't remember exactly how I got downstairs, anyway, I didn't run down, it seemed to be jumping down, as if I was eating a smile and half a step, because I was really scared at that time.

Three days later, I was browsing the forums at home. One supernatural post caught my attention, which read: "Mirror spirits, mirror spirits, they will demagogue people, spread rumors, saying that mirror spirits can fulfill people's wishes and attract people to make wishes in front of the mirror." There are many rituals on the Internet to summon mirror spirits, in fact, they are all redundant, mirror spirits do not need any rituals, as long as people make wishes in front of the mirror, it is a kind of summoning. Of course, whether you can summon it or not depends on fate, if it happens that the mirror spirit is in the mirror of your house that day, and then you happen to do a wish-making ceremony in front of the mirror, then congratulations, you have been fooled. The mirror spirit will not fulfill your wishes, it will only fulfill its own wishes, it will pull the soul of the wisher into the mirror, and the mirror spirit will occupy the body of the wisher and be reborn! It's actually a vicious circle, where every wisher who is pulled into the mirror becomes the next mirror spirit, and only then does it meet another wisher to be freed from the mirror. ”

"The mirror spirit is not a special evil spirit, it just occupies other people's bodies and returns to the human world. In fact, every mirror spirit is a victim, a poor person who has been deceived into the mirror. In thousands of urban legends, it's nothing. Of course, you can judge for yourself whether it's true or not. If you still want to continue to live in a normal world, don't make a wish in front of the mirror! ”

After reading this post, I felt that I understood a lot of things. Then, I habitually glanced at the author ID of this post, and there were two words on it: Xiaobei!