The familiar feeling of a ghost pressing the bed struck again, and boundless darkness surged all around.

As in a dream, the walls began to mottle, the floors began to collapse, and the cabinets, tables, chairs, and corner brackets in the house all began to shatter, and then reassembled again.

When I could see clearly, the first thing I saw was a photo on the wall, showing a somewhat balding middle-aged man, honest-looking, holding a cat with a smirk.

"This is room 305?"

The arrangement has not changed, but everything around it has a dim yellow tone, except that all the furniture is no longer shabby, but looks very sophisticated. The scene in this dream made Li Wen feel that he was a little unreal.

Take a look at the calendar on the table.

"February 6, 20XX."

Li Wen was stunned, this... The scene in this dream is the former Lürssen Building?

The dim background color looks a little sad, but the whole building is exceptionally bright, with clean corridors, neat corridors, and the sun shining through the surrounding trees, which actually gives people a warm feeling.

It was a balding middle-aged man with an honest appearance, who was leading a few people to direct the renovation of the floor, and the one next to him actually looked like the alcoholic landlord? It's just that I'm a lot younger, and I'm dressed very neatly.

Li Wen reacted.

The watch was not turned backwards, but all the hands had moved forward.

Then in terms of time, it should be afternoon!

As night fell, the balding middle-aged man, who had been busy all day, dragged his tired body back to the room.

"Brother, don't look at that mirror, I always feel that this thing is not clean." Hearing a knock on the door, the middle-aged man looked kind, "It's okay, I've already slept, you can rest early." When he turned his head, a nervous expression reappeared on his face.

In the clean room, he brought a chair and sat facing the mirror in the room, staring at himself in the mirror, smirking for a while, crying for a while, and constantly talking to himself.

Is he talking to himself in the mirror?

It was late at night, and the whole room echoed with the nervous laughter of a middle-aged man, and it was a strange tentacle of black hair sticking out of the mirror of the closet and wrapping around his body. The man also got up from his chair, pulled by the black hair, and kept walking into the mirror.

In the mirror, he suddenly turned into a thing with black hair all over his body.

"No, I can't be a monster, I can't be a ghost."

The man's desperate roar rang out from inside the room.

He struggled to the side, opened a gas canister next to him, and after the crisp sound of a lighter, a violent explosion came from the room, and then the fire began to burn.

"This middle-aged man is the original owner of the building, the only person on the news who was killed by the fire. He... This fire was actually set by himself. Even though it was mixed with fear, Li Wen was shocked and fell silent in his heart, "This mirror is going to turn him into a monster." No, it looks more like it's going to devour him completely. ”

The middle-aged man in the fire stretched out his bloody hand, and the cat that had been roaring in the house suddenly jumped over and bit the middle-aged man's wrist.

Then, the cat began to grow strange black fur on its body.

But the cat jumped straight into the fire, and kept rolling, so that the flames burned off the black hair that kept growing, and it was extremely painful just to look at.

Right here and now.

Li Wen suddenly raised his hand and glanced at it, the whole action did not drag the slightest mud and water, did not care about the flame, did not care about the cat, and did not care about the burned middle-aged man, walked straight to the mirror, picked up the portable shovel in his hand and smashed it hard.

At this moment, the time on the watch stopped at exactly 12:15.

"February 6, 20XX at 12:15."

All the illusions were gone, and the surrounding area was still the dilapidated room 305, and Li Wenzheng, who had woken up, was standing in front of the mirror of the wardrobe, and the portable shovel had already smashed deep into the mirror.

This mirror, which could not be broken at all, had cracks at this time, and dense cracks soon covered the entire mirror.

After a terrible howl.

The whole mirror shattered.

An eerie fire ignited in real-life room 305.

This time it was a real flame, starting from this wardrobe and quickly spreading to other places in the room, Li Wen picked up the ugly cat on the ground and threw it out.

He fled as fast as he could.

Although the Lürssen Building is remote, it is still located in the western part of the city, and it only took 15 minutes for a fire truck to arrive and extinguish the fire in the room on the third floor.

When I looked up again, everything in the room, including the wardrobe, had been burned clean.

The previous dozen or so tenants all returned downstairs, covered in mud and looking at the changed third floor with a look of surprise. Only the fat man was covered in wounds, and grinned with fat flesh and teeth.

"Quickly call 120 for Lao Tzu."

"Do you hear it, quickly help Lao Tzu call 120, my phone is out of battery."

The drunken landlord walked out of the woods and froze, quietly raising his head, his expression shocked, ecstatic, and finally deeply sad.

"Ruined, that mirror is really ruined?"

All the other tenants had a mixture of fear and ecstasy on their faces.

Only Li Wen sat next to him, trembling from several burns on his body.

"At the beginning, this man's mind was extremely firm, and this mirror was so evil, he was able to break free in the end and ignite the gas in the house."

This point in time is really the only clue, and only at this point in time on the watch can the mirror be successfully broken. At 12:15, it should be the moment of this man's death. ”

He suddenly remembered the scene where the cat jumped into the flames and burned itself.

"This cat was the only one who escaped from the fire, but this cat also had black hair on it, but it jumped into the fire and burned it alive." A shocking speculation rose from Li Wen's heart. "It was the owner of the building that he himself was completely swallowed by the evil mirror. But his soul broke free and entered ... into the body of this cat ... ”

He turned his head slowly and looked at the grass beside him.

The ugly cat covered in scars was crouching quietly in the grass, and a pair of cat eyes were quietly watching the crowd below the building.

"You are the client of this business."

"At the same time, you are the owner of the house that was burned to death?"

The ugly cat's body shook obviously, and after glancing at Li Wen, he turned his head again. Perhaps Li Wen was troubled in his heart, at this moment, he seemed to see deep sadness in the eyes of this animal.

After all, in addition to the fire, there was also a fight in the woods, which not only came to the fire, but also alarmed the police in the end.

During their stay at the police station, no one admitted to the fight, and many of the tenants were covered in mud and said that they had gone for a walk in the woods at night. And even though the fat man in the hospital was covered in external injuries, he seemed to think of something, and gritted his teeth, "Comrade policeman, don't ask again, is it okay for Lao Tzu to go for a walk in the woods and fall like this?" ”

"Zheng Sichun, please pay attention to your words."

After all, he was the only one who had entered room 305 that night, and in the room of the Eastern Suburbs Police Station, Li Wen was interrogated.

"Name: Li Wen."

"Age**."

"Unemployed."

"It's so late, what are you going to do in an abandoned room, you set the fire."

"That place is the Leshun Building, several people have died, arson, fighting, see you still don't understand the seriousness of this matter." Li Wen didn't answer, and the policeman's anger came up instantly, "I have seen a lot of you people, be honest with me, in the current market, arson without permission is a very serious crime." There was also a fire in this building in XX years, does it have anything to do with you? ”

Even if he was calm, he couldn't hold back when he heard this sentence, and scolded secretly, "Sure enough, there are means." ”