The two old men in the room disappeared. Like their appearance, their disappearance was sudden, without warning.

I looked at the phantom light.

Phantom Light was a little absent-minded, as if there was nostalgia, grief, and some confusion.

"You don't know that?" I asked.

Phantom Light shook his head, only to react when he was done, glanced at me, and said with an ugly face, "I don't know." These things...... Back then, it was my aunt and my dad who were the main ones who dealt with this......"

In other words, Phantom doesn't know the details of the matter.

I don't see the calendar in my room, but I think it happened many years ago.

"This seems to correspond to your memories. What do you know about the situation? I continued.

"My grandfather and grandmother were a little suspicious. They believed Aoba's words and thought it was haunted. I don't know the exact ......" Vision's narrative became a little messy, and he looked like he had doubts about his memory.

It is not surprising that there are such suspicions.

Probably, before he encountered this thing in the game, he didn't believe that there were ghosts and supernatural events in the world at all. Maybe after entering the space of the game, he didn't think it was a supernatural event. This can be said to be fantasy and science fiction.

After witnessing the strange opening of the balcony door, Phantom becomes suspicious of what he believed in the past.

However, he soon became calm and determined again.

I guess he found an acceptable explanation. After all, this is a game space, not the real world. Nothing that happened here proves that the same thing happened back then.

I believe that everything that happened here is what happened in reality in the past. Here is the "reality" that Bai An sees. There is no room for error in his abilities.

The only thing I have reservations about is how much of this is the reality that Bai Ann sees through his abilities, and how much of it has been added to his or Steve's brain supplement.

Phantom Light has continued: "They always feel that there are ghosts, and they believe what Aoba says. In the past few days, they have ...... Nervousness. My aunt was worried, and she couldn't help it. My parents, as well as my uncle and aunt, were very worried. Then, that morning......"

The phantom light speaks of the morning, but the light in the room changes. It was already dark outside the curtains, and the headlights in the room were on.

The old couple had changed into their pajamas and were getting ready to go to bed.

The door to the next room was closed.

I felt the yin energy coming out of the room, and I opened the door.

I wasn't hindered, I didn't become transparent.

I opened the door, but the people inside didn't seem to notice.

The phantom light walked up to me, staring straight at the people in the room.

There was a woman sitting on the bed, in her twenties or thirties, who was sending messages on her mobile phone. She has a book in her hand, which is a reference book for financial exams.

The phantom light had entered the room. I followed in, my eyes falling on the vanity mirror.

Yin Qi still comes out of the makeup mirror.

There is no reflection of me in the mirror, just the wardrobe behind me.

There are no anomalies.

"That's ......" lowered his voice for a long time, and the way he spoke became a little strange.

The woman's mobile phone kept ringing and vibrating. Messages come and go frequently. She suddenly laughed, with a smile on her lips, and began typing again, then smiled, put down her phone, and picked up the book in her hand.

She didn't even notice we existed.

Phantom Light stood, motionless.

The woman's cell phone rang again. She glanced at it, didn't reply, and put her phone aside.

She lay on the bed, reading a book, taking notes on it a little lazily.

After more than ten seconds, she seemed to be a little sleepy, turned two pages, threw the book aside, and looked at her phone again.

After a moment's hesitation, she got out of bed and walked to the writing desk.

Her figure passed by the vanity mirror. Her reflection appeared in the make-up mirror.

The man walked by as well, but stopped just as he was about to step out of the mirror.

Qin Shu exclaimed in surprise, took a few steps back, staring at the mirror and not daring to blink.

After a long time, he grabbed my arm and shook it, motioning for me to look in the mirror.

Phantom light was also seen.

Phantom Light said angrily: "It's all fake! My aunt ......"

The computer is turned on.

The woman sat in the computer chair and spun around boredly.

Lap and lap......

She stopped.

She turned her back to the vanity mirror, but slowly turned her head.

The figure in the mirror is still there.

The woman's expression changed, from dazed to frightened, a change that was slow, but also made more visible.

Her body trembled.

She looked at the closet in front of the mirror.

There were clothes hanging on the wardrobe door, but they certainly weren't what they looked like in the mirror.

She looked down at her pajamas.

The woman immediately turned her head, as if to run away.

She suddenly groped around the desk, rummaging for something, and looked patiently at the dressing table.

She was hesitant to walk over.

She took a step back, leaning against her desk, moving sideways like a crab.

It's about to get to the door.

The door we just opened somehow became closed.

The woman pounced, twisted the doorknob and ran out.

She rushed to the next room, but just then, she stopped.

We followed her out and saw the open balcony door. The curtains were pulled back and the balcony doors were wide open. The moonlight shines on the mirror, and the mirror reflects the light.

The woman shuddered.

She must have seen something in the afterglow.

A few of us saw what was in the mirror with the right eye.

In the moonlight, a human figure appeared in the mirror.

The man's head was not exposed, only the body was mirrored.

There are seven or eight mirrors of different sizes and styles pasted on the balcony door, and the side wall of the balcony is also covered with mirrors. It's the same picture in these mirrors.

The man was wearing the same pajamas as the woman.

But that position can't shine on a woman, let alone on a woman's front.

Beads of sweat broke out on the woman's body, and her body trembled.

She couldn't hold the doorknob, and she was about to fall to the ground.

The phantom light rushed over with a quick stride, trying to hold the woman up.

His hand ran through the woman's body.

The woman fell to her knees with her head against the door panel, tears falling from her eyes.

Where she is now, there is not a single mirror in sight.

There was movement in the door.

Someone walked up to the door and opened it.

The woman fell in at once, her hands propped on the ground.

"Hey! What's wrong......"

The light in the room shone on the woman.

The old man lay on the bed, leaning on his body, looking here.

The old lady was standing in the doorway, bending down to help the woman up.

The amulet slipped out of the collar of the old lady's baggy pajamas.

The woman lifts her face.

I looked beyond the old lady to the room.

There is a full-length mirror in the wardrobe facing the door.

In the mirror stood a woman. She has long hair and wears the same clothes as a woman, and her body shape is very similar.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the woman.

The eyes are facing each other.

The woman screamed.

The woman in the mirror had the same face as the old lady, and when she raised her head, she threw herself on the mirror, opening her mouth as if shouting something, with an anxious look.

The woman jumped up and shook off the old lady in front of her.

"How...... Are you not feeling well? What's wrong? The old lady was startled and flinched slightly.

The woman looked at the old lady in the mirror, and then at the one in front of her.

"What's wrong?" The old lady in front of her stepped forward again and reached out to grab the woman.

The woman screamed and shook off her hand, rushed back to her room, slammed the door shut, and locked it with her backhand.

The old man and the old lady banged on the door, very anxious.

Phantom Light was even more anxious and crashed directly into the room.

Seeing this, the three of us also passed through the door.

For a long time, Qin Shu was still curious about this kind of thing.

My attention was on the mirror. The mirror is empty, and there is no yin energy.

The woman knelt in the doorway, her body trembling.

Outside, there was the anxious call of the old man and the old lady and the knocking on the door.

The woman cried helplessly, and after a while, she crawled to the side of the bed and touched her phone.

She called, crying and screaming for help.

I couldn't see who she called.

Syllable!

The mirror on the dressing table suddenly shattered. Blood oozed through the cracks in the mirror.

I saw the whole process.

In the mirror, the old lady suddenly appeared, fell on the mirror, smashed the mirror, and smashed her own blood. She felt like she was dead, motionless.

Good night everyone~

(End of chapter)