The screams of the woman in the mirror came through the glass mirror, and the voice sounded a little erratic, as if it was far away, as if it was separated by a wall, and it was not very real.

I don't know if it's because I've experienced too many weird things in the recent past, but I can actually distinguish the emotions contained in the other party's screams, and the other party is just frightened, panicked, and not physically harmed.

What's going on?

Could it be that there is a female ghost sealed in this glass mirror? Or, as it was on TV, there was another world in the mirror?

The reason why my left hand is able to pass through the mirror as if it were through the surface of the water has something to do with the flower mark on my left arm?

In a daze, I forgot to pull my hand back from the mirror, and tried to move my left hand and fished it inside. I touched a small bottle, and I didn't think about it, so I grabbed it directly.

At this moment, a woman's scream came again in the mirror, and this scream was not panic. It's a scream for his own courage, and it's obviously a different person, which makes me even more strange, could it be that there is more than one female ghost sealed in this mirror?

Before I could figure it out. I only felt a sudden pain on the back of my left hand, and a hard stick-like object smashed on the back of my hand, I subconsciously withdrew my hand and pulled my left hand out of the mirror, and there was indeed a scar on the back of my hand that was beaten by a stick.

Ghosts still beat people?

This was the first thought that popped into my mind, but when I saw what I was holding in my hand, I was stunned, this is a bottle of skin care essence lotion, I have been halfway used, I quickly looked at the brand and production date, it is common in China, and the production date is also this year.

I didn't believe it, I squeezed out a little lotion, carefully applied it to my hands, tried it, and sniffed it carefully. That's right, it's just a normal bottle of women's skincare products, and there's nothing out of the ordinary.

If I hadn't taken this bottle of essence lotion out of the mirror with my own hands, and now someone else brought it to me, saying that it was her own skin care product, I would have believed it immediately, because I couldn't see anything abnormal at all.

What's going on? What is the situation with this mirror? Is it really connected to another world?

I took a deep breath and stretched out my left hand towards the mirror again, this time, my palm pressed against the cold surface of the mirror, blocked by the glass, and there was no sound inside.

Everything is back to normal, and what happened just now is like a dream.

If it weren't for the red scars on the back of my hands and the extra bottle of women's skincare products in my hands, I would have suspected that I was hallucinating.

I took the bottle back to my room and placed it on the bedside table, rubbing the scars on the back of my hands as I lost my thoughts.

First of all, it shouldn't be a ghost that I just met, because ghosts don't use cosmetics, and there is no problem with the production date and brand of this cosmetics, just ordinary people.

Moreover, listening to each other's screams, they were obviously more scared than me, and they were two different women, and the one in the back was bolder. Hit my hand with a stick.

In this way, the mirror is not a ghost, and nature is not the so-called underworld, it is the space where humans and humans live, but where is it? Who are those two women?

Why was my hand able to pass through the mirror and take the things in that space? I was pressed on the glass mirror with both hands pressed through, and only my left hand passed through, while my right hand remained here, indicating that it must have something to do with the imprint of my left hand.

It's just, why did such a magical thing happen?

I looked out the window, and the shops across the street were still brightly lit, the cooker hoods in the restaurant kitchens were still spinning, but the restaurants were empty, there was no one at all.

Seeing such a strange scene, I suddenly realized that after I lived in this hotel with Yuan Ling, I didn't seem to have seen any other guests at all except for the front desk of the hotel, and I thought it was because Huangjialing was hidden in the enchantment. There will be no guests at all, and it is normal that there will be no one.

Now that I think about it, if the hotel I am in is the same as the restaurant opposite, it is open with bright lights, but it is serving invisible guests. Could this be possible?

I can't help but think of those horror movie images, such as ghost ships, ghost inns, etc., am I in such a terrifying place?

No, it shouldn't be. From the performance of Ji Ling and his father, as well as the words of the old man Ji Hezheng, it is revealed that the Ji family should be a inheritance family with extraordinary skills, how can the town where the family is located allow the existence of a ghost hotel and a ghost hotel?

If there's a supernatural event here. It will definitely be destroyed by the Ji family in minutes.

So, logically speaking, the Ji family should have known about the existence of these ghost restaurants and ghost inns, why did they turn a blind eye to them? Or is it a part of their lives?

I suddenly remembered a movie I had watched. The film is about a man who accidentally enters a small town, where life is quiet and peaceful, there is no hunger, poverty, sickness and death, and it is simply a paradise that exists in reality.

However, the protagonist discovers some strange phenomena in the town, and as he tracks them down, he uncovers these clues. only to find out that this is a ghost town, and the townspeople in the town have already died in a disaster that year, and it is the obsession that allows them to continue to live in the town, and even they themselves do not know that they died a long time ago.

Now comparing the situation in Huangjialing, the more I look at it, the more I feel that everything in Huangjialing is very similar to that ghost town. There are busy restaurants that are empty of customers, and there are hotels that are open as usual but have no guests.

Could it be that the Ji family I met. It's all a bunch of ghosts, too? Could it be that they died in that cataclysm eighteen years ago, and now exist only in the form of souls?

But that's not right!

If everyone in Huangjialing had died a long time ago, the godmother should have been able to divination, how could she let me come to Huangjialing?

Moreover, the Flower Mark on my arm can absorb the soul itself. If the Ji family in Huangjialing were all ghosts, they should be very afraid of me, and the clan elder who led me could also use magic to activate the mark on my arm.

So, they definitely won't be ghosts.

But how to explain this ghost restaurant, ghost hotel, and the woman behind the mirror?

I almost broke my head, and I didn't understand the logic behind it. But since I was less than an hour away from leaving this strange place, I simply didn't think about it.

It doesn't matter what Ghost Town he is. Or is there something else weird, I just need to get out of here, it's none of my business anymore.

As for whether the father can be trusted, there is no doubt about this, because from the beginning. He was urging Yuan Ling and me to escape.

After making up my mind, I stopped thinking about the weirdness of Huangjialing, and began to move my hands and feet to warm up, just waiting for the time. Just get out of here.

I also sent a message to Yuan Ling, telling her that twelve o'clock was almost here and that she was ready, and she also sent a message back to say that she knew.

Minutes and seconds passed, after a long wait. The time finally came to twelve o'clock in the morning.

I tiptoed out of the door, and as soon as I came to the door, I saw that the door of Yuan Ling's room next door was also opened, and she also walked out, her face was obviously much better.

We didn't speak, just exchanged glances with each other, and then walked downstairs, and when I came downstairs, I deliberately stretched out my head to observe, and the female receptionist really fell asleep on the table, and I couldn't help but be sure in my heart: it seems that my cheap father is still very capable.

The two of us didn't dare to delay, and after coming out of the hotel, we ran in the direction outside the town, Ji Ling had brought us in from that direction before, and our off-road vehicle was still parked on the barren Huangjialing.

I pulled Yuan Ling and ran forward in the dark night. Only the sound of the wind was whirring in our ears, and after running for half an hour, we came to the edge of the town, where Ji Ling took us into.

It's just that this place is different from the woods I remember. In front of us was a high wall, the top of which could not be seen at all in the night.

"What should I do?" Yuan Ling's voice was full of tears.

As I spoke, I saw a figure chasing me from a distance on the road in the town behind me.

If you like the gossip of the world, please collect it: () The gossip of the world is updated the fastest.