Chapter 145: The Hanged Ghost

Another weekend, Shen Lan returned home and flew back to her room. Copy this address to browse//%77%77%77%2e%62%69%71%69%2e%6d%65/

I haven't seen that mirror for a whole week, and I feel like I'm missing something, she's a very introverted girl, not to mention looking at boys, even if she looks at a girl, she will blush shyly.

Only in front of this mirror will she find confidence.

In the mirror, her beauty does not seem to be a product of the mortal world, such as snowy skin, smart eyes, and bright red moist lips with a hint of smile, does all this really belong to the ordinary self? As her wrist lifted, the mirror man would follow her and stroke her cheek, and at this time, a hint of blush would always appear on her face.

Even if she looks at herself, looks at her beautiful and unfamiliar face in the mirror, and her graceful body, she will be shy, and she is not even willing to look away slightly, the twenty-five or eighty-thousand-thousand-year-old classmates in the class, if they see her in the mirror, they will definitely drool, or even the nosebleed will flow out with the saliva.

After dinner, it was already seven o'clock. Shen Lan locked herself in the room again, lit a candle, and the room immediately lit up. Looking out the window, it was already dark, and it was a long, unentertaining night.

Shen Lan has been reluctant to go back to this home since she was in high school, she always felt that it was too gloomy and backward, and her ancestor was a big old-fashioned person, who didn't know how to work around at all, and always used the bluffing reason that it would disturb feng shui, preventing anyone from bringing electrified items home, even laying wires and water pipes.

At night, ordinary people sit under the bright lights in the living room, laughing and watching TV while enjoying the good time of family fun. However, in the Shen family, it became lifeless, and the only thing used for lighting was candles!

Whenever she thought of this, Shen Lan never wanted to come back until she got the screen mirror from her relatives. When she saw it for the first time, her eyes lit up, and the mirror seemed to be made for her, and she couldn't help but want to have it.

Since then, she has become more and more reluctant to leave her room, leaving the mirror for a while, and there is a strong sense of loss in her heart, but after all, she has to go back to the town to class, and slowly, the two-day vacation from the previous week is not so difficult, as long as she stays in front of the mirror, not to mention two days, she will not get tired of it for a lifetime.

Shen Lan stood in front of the mirror as usual, maybe there was something wrong with the mirror, although the screen mirror was not high, but no matter where she was, it could always reflect her entire body, from this point of view, it was impossible to do it even with the current process.

The flame of the candles in the room flickered, and the light flickered, and I don't know if it was because of the hazy and gloomy surroundings, and the mirror seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Shen Lan didn't pay much attention to it, just took a good look in front of the mirror, then took out her homework from her schoolbag and did it quietly, after all, she was already in her third year of high school, and she was going to take the university entrance examination in half a year, so she couldn't do it if she didn't work hard.

Counting on being able to leave Guyun Mountain in the future, go to work in a place where no one knows him, and then meet him in life, fall in love with him, and then feel that his feelings have accumulated from quantitative change to qualitative change, so he got married and stepped into the final form of happiness that he dreamed of since childhood.

By the way, you must use this screen mirror as a dowry at that time!

She kept thinking about it, and finally got into the state of studying, and I don't know how long it took, when she suddenly felt something gently tapping on her neck.

Shen Lan reflexively grabbed a handful back, didn't touch anything, scratched her head slightly with a pen, she raised her head, the atmosphere in the room, I don't know when it became depressing, the candlelight of the table emitted a cold orange light, the light lingered around like a substance, thick like a winter fog that could not be dissolved.

She rubbed her temples vigorously, and when she opened her eyes again, everything was normal, as if there was a slag flying into the flames, and the candlelight shook lightly, making a subtle popping sound, but there was still something behind her that kept tapping her neck.

"Who?" Shen Lan thought that someone had sneaked in to make a joke about herself, so she turned around suddenly, and there was nothing behind her, only the door, the small vermilion door was closed, and the deadbolt was inserted.

I glanced at the furnishings in the room that I had seen thousands of times, one bed and one cabinet, and there was no place to hide.

What exactly happened to me just now? Is it a flying insect? It's impossible, the frequency is very frequent and fixed, and it seems to hide some kind of physical pattern, and it shouldn't be the insects flying around the room.

While she was struggling to guess, a slight impact came again, this time it was not the neck or the back of the head that she felt, but the forehead, Shen Lan's sense of touch told her very clearly that the thing that touched her forehead was a kind of fabric, and it was very rough and hard.

But at this moment, she still didn't see anything, but felt the fear in her heart sweep over her like a huge wave, her heart was beating wildly, and her whole body began to tremble.

Shen Lan stared desperately at the front, but the impact on her forehead continued invisibly, and there was no indication that she should have the touch of being constantly touched.

The originally gloomy room became even hazy, and a sudden chill surged over the body, crawling rapidly from the soles of the feet, and the hairs on the whole body involuntarily stood up in fright.

Shen Lan bit her lip vigorously and slowly turned her head in the direction of the screen mirror, and suddenly, her eyes narrowed in horror, and her mind buzzed in fear.

I saw a woman wearing a red cheongsam hanging from the eaves in the mirror. The woman's round eyes stared at her fiercely, her blood-red tongue long on the outside of her mouth, and her feet in red embroidered shoes were swinging in the air, constantly touching her forehead......

Shen Lan screamed and fainted, while her parents heard the screams and immediately slammed open the door, only to see her lying on the ground covered in blood. When Shen Lan woke up the next day, she told her experience.

Her parents were also frightened and immediately gave away the screen mirrors. Shen Ke licked his lips and smiled bitterly, "But I don't know where this matter came from, and no one wanted to leave that evil thing, so Shen Lan's father threw the screen in a vacant room."

"Hmph, it's a pity that three days later, Shen Lan still died, she was found in front of the screen mirror, and she committed suicide! Her wrist was cut by her with a sharp blade, blood flowed all over the ground, and her snow-white dress was also dyed bright red! ”

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