Who called? The owner of the phone?

Or a friend of the owner of the phone?

No matter, let's answer it first, if it's really the owner of the phone or a friend of the owner, find a way to return the phone, after all, it's someone else's thing that was lost in the bubble tea shop.

"Hello? Hello! Meng Lin connected his mobile phone and greeted that side.

No one was talking on the phone, but a very small breathing could be heard.

"Hey! Hello! Can I help you? Meng Lin cautiously asked over there again.

There was still no one talking on the phone.

A few seconds later, there was a sudden 'Bang! There was a thud, similar to the sound of a mirror exploding.

It's loud.

Meng Lin was taken aback and hurriedly took the phone away from his ear.

When I looked at the phone screen, I had already hung up the phone just now.

But the phone received a text message.

"Seven days later, at midnight, Chuanjiang University, Area C cafeteria."

Meng Lin wanted to call back the sender of the text message, but he couldn't.

Meng Lin wanted to call back the call he had just called, but the result was ...... The call log column is empty, nothing!

What's going on?

Meng Lin graduated from Chuanjiang University, and the cafeteria in Area C was also where he used to eat, so he was very familiar with it.

"Could it be that the owner of the mobile phone asked me to go there and return the phone?"

"If it's the owner, it's impossible to return the phone at midnight, right? And you'll say a few more words and explain a few more words, right? ”

"Could it be...... What is the conspiracy of the owner, who wants to create a midnight murder, so he asked me to go to midnight at 0:00 and let me lie down on the corpse? ”

"Quite possibly, otherwise, why don't you come back and find it immediately if you lose your phone?"

"This needs to be handled carefully."

After reading the text message, Meng Lin subconsciously looked at the time.

1:00 a.m.

In other words, the phone call just now happened to be at midnight, and then I sent a text message to meet him at midnight at midnight seven days later.

After pondering for a while, Meng Lin decided to take a look seven days later, but he would not show up rashly, and would first secretly observe who the other party was before making the next decision.

The app of the 'Nightmare Designer' on the phone popped up a few more lines of prompts.

It's the same as last night's tip......

"Want to be a nightmare designer?"

“……”

"How to have nightmares: Look into your dream mirror in the darkness of the night, without taking your eyes off."

"In the darkness of the night, what kind of fear is hidden in the dream mirror?"

"What does a real nightmare look like?"

“……”

It's just past midnight.

Meng Lin likes to watch horror movies and play horror games at this time.

Horror games with this 'surreal' feel have not yet been played, though.

The nightmares and waking nightmares of being present at the scene are definitely more emotional than watching horror movies and playing horror games.

Looking forward to it!

Meng Lin pondered for a moment, walked over to get rid of the double-sided tape, forcibly removed the dream mirror he had made earlier from the wall, reached out and turned off the bedside lamp after returning to the bed, and then took the dream mirror in his hand, and looked at the dream mirror very carefully in the dark according to the requirements in the APP prompt.

The lights were not turned on, the room was very dark, everything in the mirror was not very clear, and only a very vague human face could be seen.

Turning off the lights and looking in the mirror in the middle of the night is indeed a bit scary.

However, for a person like Meng Lin, who is 'invincible', it is a piece of cake.

After staring at the dream mirror in the darkness for a while, Meng Lin suddenly felt that something was not right.

After turning off the light, his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness in the room, and the dream mirror that his eyes were staring at seemed to begin to glow, and the blood-colored runes on the mirror of the dream mirror seemed to be invisible, but the images inside gradually became clear in the dark.

In the dream mirror, it is not his face that is reflected, but the back of his head!

Meng Lin subconsciously touched the back of his head, but a thin and deformed hand also appeared in the dream mirror and touched the back of his head.

"Doesn't that seem right? Shouldn't my face be reflected in the mirror? How does it shine on the back of the head? And, are my hands like this? Although Meng Lin was bold, his back was still a little inexplicably cold at this time.

Seconds later, something even weirder happened.

The back of his head in the dream mirror slowly turned around.

Meng Lin couldn't help but stand on end...... His head didn't move at all, but the head in the mirror began to turn, doesn't that mean that the person in the mirror is not him at all?

If it's not him, who will it be? Or...... What is it?

Finally, the back of the head in the dream mirror turned completely around.

It wasn't his face that was turned around, but a grimace with severe burns, no skin, empty eye sockets, and an extremely hideous appearance!

"! I must be dreaming again! When I looked at the dream mirror just now, I was already asleep and started dreaming! Just like that lucid dream before! Meng Lin suddenly realized.

"Is this the real nightmare? It's too pediatric, right? ”

Just when Meng Lin suddenly realized and expressed disdain, the ghost head suddenly broke free from the dream mirror, stretched out from it, opened his blood basin and bit Meng Lin's neck.

"Damn!!"

Meng Lin was taken aback, instinctively screamed, and reached out to light the bedside lamp.

After the bedside lamp came on, Meng Lin looked at the dream mirror again and found that the mirror had returned to normal, and inside was his face, and there was no burn ghost at all.

"The real nightmare, is it over?"

"Was I dreaming just now?"

Meng Lin touched his face, looked up and looked around the room, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

This dream mirror is indeed very weird! A few glances can come out of it with a ghost head?

After sitting on the bed for a while and calming down, Meng Lin got out of bed, walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked down the street.

The rain was still pouring down.

It was late, there was not a single pedestrian on the street, only a few street lamps lit alone in the rain.

It doesn't feel like I'm dreaming.

But the ghost in the mirror just now must be a dream, it should be the nightmare that the APP made him, right?

A real nightmare, that's it.

Meng Lin smiled, and was about to go back to bed to continue sleeping, when he suddenly heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom of Aunt Li's master bedroom next door, and there seemed to be the sound of washing.

Meng Lin couldn't help frowning.

Aunt Li has passed away, and now he is the only one in the bubble tea shop, and the sound of water coming from the bathroom in the master bedroom is definitely not normal.

Is it a thief?

Or is it...... Anything else that isn't clean?

If he wanted to figure it out, Meng Lin could only go over and check it out in person.

The new book is opened, I ask for collections, I ask for recommended tickets, thank you very much!