Resentful spirits are born out of resentment, and resentment and obsession gather to form powerful spiritual energy, which eventually makes the soul remain in the world in another form of energy.

But An Sheng's situation is not the same, weighing nine catties carefully recalled the picture of An Sheng's death, An Sheng is not the same as the dead spirits of the villagers in this village, she is not a complete dead soul.

When he weighed nine pounds and was full of questions and thoughts, the scene in front of him changed again, and more than a dozen villagers surrounded the village chief's family in the house.

"Get out!"

"Village chief, you can't be so selfish, dare to act, if you are still a man, you will be punished by death, don't affect the people in the village anymore."

"Village chief, save the children, my grandson is only ten years old, he can't live without his mother!"

"Village chief, An Sheng was killed by your family, as long as you die, An Sheng will not trouble everyone anymore!"

"Village chief, since you are the head of a village, for the future of the whole village, I beg you, you repent, you have to admit if you do something wrong, and you can't solve the problem by escaping!"

The red-eyed villagers surrounded the village chief's house to death, and the thugs he originally raised were not dead or disabled.

"Village Chief, get out!"

"Get out, pack of white-eyed wolves!" The village chief's eyes were bloodshot red, and he kicked over the stool next to his feet, "These bastards, now they want to put all the responsibility on me, no way!" ”

"Let's die, let's die together!"

"I'm not happy, and no one can think about it."

The village chief turned around and scolded angrily, "You want to run? ”

The village woman who hooked up with the village chief regretted her intestines at this time, she never thought that the haunting could be like this, why did she bother to be with such a bad old man as the village chief.

"If it weren't for your slut telling me that An Sheng was going to leave the village and go on his own, and suggested that I find a way to keep people, I would have hired them?"

"You... Don't talk nonsense, how did I know you would do this, marriage is voluntary, I suggest that you propose marriage and don't let you force Ansheng! The village woman was frightened and immediately explained, looking left and right for fear that An Sheng's powerful ghost would suddenly appear.

The night breeze was blowing, and the doors and windows of the village chief's house were crackled by the wind.

The village woman was agitated, and couldn't stop kowtowing, "Ansheng, don't look for me, don't look for me, it's none of my business, it was your father who told me, saying that you are going to leave the village and never come back, I just said it in passing, I didn't expect it to be like this." ”

The villagers smashed the gate and rushed into the village chief's house: "Ansheng, let's get justice for you!" ”

Weighing nine catties, he floated into the air, watching the villagers and the village chief's family entangled together, slandering and insulting each other, punching and kicking.

The villagers are full of only one thought at the moment, to sacrifice the village chief's flesh and blood to appease Ansheng's resentful soul. I don't know who set the fire, the whole village was covered in firelight, they didn't even notice that the ground began to shake, and the wind was followed by torrential rain and mountains

The sand and rocks were washed away by the torrential rain, but in the blink of an eye, the entire village was completely buried by mudslides and landslides.

"So Beizhai was actually built on the ruins of Mirror Village?"

"That's right." This time, the dead guide answered quickly.

Weighing nine pounds, he stood alone on top of the ruins of the village.

Ten seconds... Thirty seconds...... Three-minute ...... Maybe ten minutes have passed......

The scene changed again, the haze in the sky was dispelled, and a girl in a mountain village hut among the green mountains and green waters under the blue sky was holding a carving knife and was engrossed in carving a bronze mirror template, staring at the mold with full attention, beads of sweat sliding down the contours of her cheekbones......

The girl finished the last stroke, suddenly jumped up, and ran to the other room excitedly, "Grandpa, grandpa, look at my new design......"

......

He was stunned and sent to the village chief's house.......

Reprimanded her parents......

The scenes are all very familiar, as if the movie is finished with the ending song and seamlessly switches to the opening credits and replays in a loop, and everything starts all over again.

When the nightmare began to repeat for the third time, he sighed helplessly, Ansheng's story is a real past, and the ending has long been unchangeable, she can only passively witness the tragic nightmare repeated again and again as a bystander.

It is precisely because of this that in addition to being more angry each time, she is powerless to do anything about it, looking at An Sheng, who is motionless like a rag doll on the messy bed at the other end of the small black room, she can't do anything.

Weighing nine pounds, he sat on the ground, leaned his head back against the wall tiredly, listening to the girl's faint breathing like a wounded kitten, anger and anxiety burned into a fire in his heart.

Negative mental energy is constantly accumulating.

The red panda nested beside An Sheng, its big reddish-brown tail gently swaying to soothe the girl's involuntary trembling back.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, this quest really lives up to its name, and it is really a nightmare that can't be ended.

Does everyone who enters the Mirror Tower have a similar experience?

This reciprocating cycle, repeating over and over again, without giving the slightest time to breathe, as a bystander, will still produce huge negative mental energy, let alone the person who is really experiencing it.

Weighing nine catties, the speculation is correct, at this moment, the mirror corridor in the mirror tower is empty, countless mirrors are circulating the same nightmare, and every dead spirit who enters the mirror tower will become a member of the nightmare, and experience this nightmare that repeats the cycle in an all-round immersive way.

It was raining outside, and the rain was pouring down on the windows and doors, and gusts of wind whistled through, and the cold wind penetrated through the cracks in the doors and windows into the dilapidated little dark room.

"Mirror Spirit... The mirror spirit ......" stared at the ceiling and muttered twice, then sighed heavily, and said into the air, "You are the bronze mirror cast by An Sheng before his death?" ”

The weight of Jiujin who spoke into the air didn't get any response but didn't care, she knew she was not wrong.

"Revenge on the village chief's family, hunting and killing the villagers of Jing Village, creating panic, imprisoning the souls of the villagers, all of this is not An Sheng, all of these ......" weighed nine catties and raised his hand to draw a circle in the air and pointed at random, "All the dead spirits are real, except for An Sheng's ......"

There was a motionless girl lying on the bed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Heavy nine pounds carefully recalled all the scenes in the memory scenes, the kind, stubborn and tenacious An Sheng did not have strong resentment and obsession at the last moment of his life, only the despair of being loveless, she no longer had any worries in the world, whether it was before or after death, she didn't want to have anything to do with the village chief and everyone in Mirror Village.

Even cutting off the root of the fool's life is to prevent him from harming other girls and not just revenge, the only thing she wants to take away is the son of sin born of infinite evil thoughts, lust and despair.

At the moment when she threw herself into the fire, she completed the last work, completed the farewell to the world, all the enthusiasm burned out in the flames and furnaces, how could such a calm and dead soul become a terrible ghost who slaughtered the whole village.

In the dimly lit room, with the sound of dripping rain, the voice of the nine catties was as if he was sighing, "You are the mirror spirit, and the child who was put into the furnace by An Sheng's own hands." ”