In the mirror, my face was pale, my lips were black as if I had been poisoned, and she looked at me with a dull expression, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At that moment, I saw a pair of hands that were equally pale slowly climbing up from the back of her neck.

The hands are like soaked steamed buns, and the bulging skin is very smooth.

I broke out in a cold sweat and turned around to see nothing behind me but a wall.

Looking into the mirror again, I was surprised to find that I was being strangled by the neck with those hands, and the whole person was almost lifted.

I became very miserable in the mirror, blood kept coming out of the corners of my eyes and mouth, she stretched out her hand to me outside the mirror, I saw her black mouth wide open, and I could tell from the shape of her mouth that she was constantly saying two words:

"Save Me ......"

I was really freaked out.

At that moment, it was as if something was in my head, and I reached out and slapped the mirror hard, trying to save myself from the mirror.

The palms of my hands hurt so much that I ignored them.

I was in more and more pain in the mirror, and her hands were slapping against the mirror, and it was painful.

That's when I saw another face.

The face appeared behind her, a man's face, it was a fat man, his features were deformed by the flesh, and his skin seemed to be smeared with a thick layer of lard, which was quite disgusting.

He smiled at me, his smile eerie.

His eyes were squeezed into a slit by the fat, and the reflective horizontal flesh trembled in the not-so-bright light.

It was this fat-faced man who was choking my neck, and his squinted eyes were shining, as if he were smiling, but there was a chill.

Looking at everything weird and terrifying in the mirror, I suddenly found that the bathroom in reality has slowly changed.

On the mirror in front of me, blood was constantly pouring down through the cracks.

Reaching out, I gently wiped it, and my palms were immediately stained with blood. I looked at the blood and was overwhelmed, and then I saw that there was a steady stream of blood gushing out of the cracks in the white tiles around me.

I reached out to wipe the bloodstains, but they grew more and more.

The blood flowed to the ground, and I felt like I was in a blood-red world.

I've never been so scared.

I tried to escape, but found that the door had been locked from the outside. I banged the door and shouted at Liang Yuan, but it was always quiet outside, and no one answered me.

I panicked, looked into the mirror again, and realized that I was about to be strangled to death by the man, and I was in a hurry, and I clenched my fist and was about to smash it into the mirror.

Just then, someone grabbed me from behind.

"Tang Xiaofan, are you crazy?"

It was Liang Yuan's voice.

It took him a lot of shouts before I came to my senses.

Looking in the mirror, everything was back to normal, and the white tiles around were smooth and white. I was stunned for a long time before I asked Liang Yuan what had just happened.

Liang Yuan said that he sat outside for a long time, and when he saw that I had been in the bathroom and did not come out, he walked to the door of the toilet and called me for a long time, but no one responded.

Immediately after, Liang Yuan heard me screaming and banging on the door inside, and he kicked the door hard a lot before coming in.

When the door opened, he saw me inside and not only yelled, but also raised his fist in horror to smash the mirror. Seeing this situation, Liang Yuan was also frightened, and grabbed me, which prevented the bloody incident.

Sitting in the noodle shop, I still have palpitations when I think about what happened in the bathroom.

Did I really see the hell just now?

I'm a materialist, and I've never believed in ghosts or gods.

Not only did I not believe it, but neither did my dad.

I still remember that when I was a child, there lived a blind fortune teller next door to the building.

His surname was Wang, and he was very thin and thin. In my memory, he sat at home every day wearing a black gown and a pair of black round glasses, telling fortunes.

I heard that he is very powerful, and he is famous in several surrounding counties. There was an endless stream of people who came to him to find his bones and fortune telling.

In case of holidays or something, you have to queue up to get a number.

When the blind man is in a good mood and is not busy, he will take my hand and touch my bones. My little hands were touched by him repeatedly, and his black-rimmed glasses became more and more funny the more I looked at them.

When you touch him, you sigh.

He said that my life is not good, and I am destined to be lonely and helpless in this life. Then he took out a talisman and said that I should ask my dad for some money and exchange it back.

At that time, my mom had already run away from someone, and my dad's noodle shop was running a struggling business.

I watched the yellow paper fold into a triangle, and before I could speak, my dad stepped forward and pulled me into the house. The blind man said in the back, "Your daughter is hard in life, and she will not be able to deal with anyone for long, if you don't listen to me, just wait to be killed by her." ”

My dad closed the door, gritted his teeth and said two words: "Liar!" ”

As it turned out, my dad was right. This blind man was indeed a liar, and it didn't take long for him to be reported for cheating.

When I was taken away by the police, I miraculously found that the blind man's eyes were actually open.

So, from that day on, I no longer believed in this nonsense.

Maybe the scene that happened in the toilet just now was just a temporary hallucination caused by the objective stimulation of pituitary gland secretion.

It's been raining a lot lately, the ammonia in the toilet is relatively heavy, the smell of the sewer pipes on the first floor is normal, and the weather has been surprisingly hot these days, maybe the smell is pouring out a lot, so it affects my cranial nerves.

Well, that's definitely it.

Liang Yuan saw that I had recovered my vitality, and he came over and said, "After a busy day, I haven't eaten a serious meal, why don't you find a place to have a barbecue and drink some beer or something?" ”

Only then did I reflect that Liang Yuan had been helping me in the hospital for a day.

So I stood up: "The snack bars around here have long been crushed by my family. The nearest ones have to walk two or three kilometers. Besides, what I sell here is ghost food, go somewhere else to eat, aren't you burying me? Although the chef is still lying in the hospital, I will personally cook a stir-fry for you, and the taste will definitely not be bad. Let's talk about drinking......"

After a pause, I pointed to the crates of beer and liquor behind the counter: "I'm here, it's even more enough." ”

Old classmates come over, how can I also have a lot of landlord friendship.

If nothing happens to my father, I really want to have a good meal with Liang Yuan, but I basically don't have much appetite now, even if I eat dragon meat, I guess I can't eat any fragrance.

There are still some loaches left in the shop, so I'm going to peel two cucumbers and burn them, so I'll eat them.

I killed the loaches very fast, and the oil in the pot was hot, and I went to the cubicle with the bowl to get kimchi, and who knew that as soon as I entered, I was stunned by what I saw......