The porcelain vase hit the mirror and stopped.

I was about to walk over when I noticed something strange in the mirror. In the mirror stood a figure, dressed in jeans, a sports jacket, and a cold, gloomy face, which was my own.

I couldn't help but touch my cheek, was my expression so horrible?

Pulled the flesh on his cheeks, it was indeed quite stiff, probably frightened. I had no choice but to think that I was about to pick up the porcelain vase, and at the moment of bending over, the slow brain nerves finally reacted - when I reached out to touch my face just now, did I not move in the mirror?

"Hee-hee."

Two strange smirks came out of the mirror, and I suddenly looked up, and my gaze in the mirror stared down at me, and the corners of my mouth slowly, slowly outlined a strange arc. My eyes widened in horror, and I was still in shock and didn't react, when two hands suddenly reached out in the mirror, grabbed my neck and dragged me towards the mirror.

I was dragged a few steps, leaning back and stomping on the mirror to avoid crashing into it. In the mirror, I had an extremely evil smile, and I could not have imagined that my face could make such a malicious and eerie expression until I saw that expression. His lips were opened, and two rows of snow-white teeth were clenched together, grinding his teeth rapidly, and he was still muttering something indistinctly. I couldn't hear him speak, but I could hear him grinding his teeth very clearly. Squeak, squeak, crunch, like some kind of rodent in the gutter gnawing on bones.

Seeing that the hands were blocked, the force exerted on them increased again, and my mind was dizzy, and as soon as my legs that stepped on the mirror relaxed, I was pulled hard by it.

"Bang!" With a loud thud, my head slammed against the mirror, a sharp pain briefly flashed, and a hot liquid slid down my forehead with a heavy rust smell. I also took advantage of the chaos to touch it, and, it really bleeds!

I was inspired by an unprecedented ferocity in my heart, and I pinched the wrists on my neck with both hands, and my face turned red, and I broke away from the strength of breastfeeding. At the same time, I felt the sharp pain of being pinched on my own wrist. In the mirror, I had a hideous look on my face, and I pinched a bruise on my wrist. But strangely, my own wrist also surfaced bruises in the same spot. I felt for the charging cable that had fallen to the ground in the middle of the struggle, tied the hands around and around them, and then tied a dead knot and pushed hard. The hands suddenly fell into the mirror, and the 'me' in the mirror disappeared without a trace.

It was a strange scene, I was standing in front of the mirror, but the mirror was empty, reflecting the counter, the pill box, the shelf, but I was not the only one.

The porcelain vase kept gurgling and tumbling beside it, as if it wanted to remind me of something. Ma Wen has something to tell me?

I picked up the porcelain vase, and this time I hesitated for less than half a second before pinching the stopper and trying to pull it out. No matter what, it can't get any worse than it is now. At that moment, my feet and neck tightened, and the hands holding the charger wires reached out again while I was unprepared, this time grabbing my ankles and tugging hard. I was dragged forward, and I fell face down on the ground.

My head in the mirror came out this time, and I kicked it in the face, and at the same time I felt a sharp pain in my cheek, as if someone had kicked me in the face, and I vomited a mouthful of blood, and even my teeth were faintly loose.

The hands dragged me and pushed me the foot of the cabinet next to me. My forehead hit the corner of the table, and the bleeding had not stopped hurting again, and I snorted, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

The porcelain vase containing Ma Wen came out of my hand, the stopper was only half pulled out, and Ma Wen's anxious voice came out of it: "Young master, mirror!" Break the mirror! ”

I caught her words in a dizziness, my hands fumbling around, and then touching a cold, solid object. I didn't know what it was, so I grabbed it in my hand and threw it at the opposite side, and with a loud bang, the mirror shattered to the ground. I hunched over to protect my cheeks and neck, and I was safe with only minor abrasions.

After the mirror shattered, the surroundings fell silent, I fell to the ground and gasped for air, I don't know if it was caused by the loss of strength, the more I rested, the more dizzy I became, I touched my forehead, only to realize that the wound was still bleeding.

I got up, picked up the porcelain bottle and put it in my pocket, then staggered to the medicine area, found the bandages and Yunnan Baiyao, and bandaged myself to stop the bleeding. After wrapping the bandage, I was about to find medical tape to fix it, when suddenly the shelf behind me vibrated violently, and I rolled over in time to avoid the attack behind me. There were many mirrors installed in the middle compartment of the shelves, and countless white arms reached out from the mirrors, writhing frantically and grabbing at me.

Isn't it enough to break one mirror, but to break all the mirrors?

I picked up the chair behind the counter and thrashed the shelves and shattered them as the mirror shattered. The shelves were not large in size, but it was still difficult to push them all, and the fragments splashed on the ground, and they even stretched out their arms from the larger fragments, and even the smaller ones struggled out of one and a half fingers from them. The ground covered with mirror fragments resembles a forest of twisted human hands, curious and terrifying.

I can't care so much about it now, so I took out the porcelain bottle, unplugged it, and said, "Ma Wen, help me!" ”

There was no movement in the porcelain bottle, and when I looked through the bottle, it was dark and empty, and it looked like there was nothing. I chuckled in my heart, did Ma Wen sneak away just now while I wasn't paying attention? What can I do, Ma Ming knows that he can't scold me to death?

Thinking of Ma Ming scolding, even the hands of the person waving wildly in front of him didn't seem so terrifying. At this moment, I felt a cool air pat on my shoulder, and when I looked back, Ma Wen was standing quietly behind me, her face the usual deathly pale on her face.

I asked, "Didn't you say that if the mirror is broken, it's fine?" How is this ......?"

Ma Wen held up a finger and pointed to the ceiling. I looked up and was struck by the huge mirror that lay across the ceiling, illuminating the messy landscape below. I grabbed a chair from the side and threw it up, but I didn't hit it, and I changed something to a smaller one and threw it on it, but because the distance was too high to ease the impact, there were only a few scratches on the mirror.

The chair was bounced off by the mirror, and it was about to fall, Ma Wen suddenly made a move, and her thin white fingers gently flicked the foot of the chair, and the chair flew back directly, as if it was smashed by a big man halfway, and the mirror surface shattered like the calm water surface hit by a boulder. The mirror on the ceiling shattered, and the dancing human hands on the ground disappeared in an instant. I stepped on the broken lenses on the floor to the door, pushed the door slightly, and the hallway outside the door was back to normal.

I took out my mobile phone from my pocket, turned on the flashlight function to illuminate the corridor in front of me, and before I could carefully search for the traces of Ma Ming and Song Rao, suddenly a scream pierced the silent and dark corridor - it came from the left!

I ran to the left without stopping, and after turning a corner, Song Rao, who was screaming with her head in her arms, appeared in front of me. She sat on her knees, her hair tossed by herself, her face scratched by her bright red nails, and she was facing in a strange direction, screaming at an inconspicuous corner where the walls met the pillars. I glanced at the corner, and it was empty.

"Fuck off! It's not me who hurt you, the ghost is not gone, the ghost is not gone! You deserve it! Hehe, you don't know yet, I found a special exorcist to deal with you, you little devil will send me to hell! At the end, a familiar smile appeared on her face, which was terrifying, and soon the smile suddenly stiffened again, and her whole body seemed to be bewitched, and her eyes became blank.

I watched her go crazy in the air, watching her movements. The crazy expression on Song Rao's face calmed down, as if the vitality on her body had fallen into a pool of stagnant water, she raised her hand with red nail polish and sharp and long nails, and slowly, slowly, put her hand into her eyes.

I was startled, rushed over and threw her to the ground, clamping her slender wrists with both hands, causing her sharp nails to scratch the corners of her eyes, and a drop of blood rolled down, quite like blood tears, quite terrifying.

"Sister Song? Sister Song!! ”

Song Rao's whole person was like a doll, no matter how I shook it, she didn't react, and struggled to break away from me to hurt herself, I had no choice, I directly raised my big palm and gave her a loud slap!

With a violent snap, Song Rao's face was slapped vigorously by me, and gradually, her eyes began to return to sobriety, and she couldn't stop screaming as soon as she woke up, looking at the corner and saying to me, "Don't you see?" Don't you see!! Don't get rid of that thing yet!! ”

Seeing that she was no longer hurting herself, I let go of her wrist a little and turned to look around the corner. The corner that was stared at by Song Rao seemed to have some kind of indescribable gloom, but just looking at it with the naked eye, there was really no clue.

Song Rao didn't know what she saw, her screams gradually stopped abruptly, and her fingers pointing to the corners began to tremble violently. I squatted down in front of her and said, "Sister Song, I really can't see it...... Can you tell me what you saw? ”

Song Rao's lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it clearly, I was going to lean close to my ears to listen, but once the distance between the two was shortened, I saw the scenery reflected in her eyes, that is......