Wang Yuliang kept swallowing and spitting, feeling that his throat was getting drier and tighter as the shadow in the mirror enlarged.

"Hallucinations, all hallucinations......!"

Because he was so frightened in his heart, Wang Yuliang didn't dare to look in the mirror anymore, the only thing he could do now was to close his eyes, and then hint at himself in his heart.

But the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and the singing that seemed to linger in my ears from the beginning, kept amplifying.

The lights in the bedroom are still not extinguished, and they are very dazzling. In the light blue cabinet door mirror, the figure of the red-robed ghost has become completely clear.

The red-robed ghost's body had completely emerged from the mirror, and the mask on its face still maintained that weird, hideous expression. The mobile phone in his hand has disappeared, replaced by a sharp dinner knife that exudes the smell of death.

Wang Yuliang grabbed his hair and still closed his eyes, "deaf" to the footsteps that came over. Now, even if he wants to escape, he can't do it, it's better to go all the way to the dark, believe Xiao Mo's words, as long as he doesn't fall into the illusion, he won't be dragged into another space and killed.

The heavy footsteps finally stopped, and while Wang Yuliang felt the pressure lessened, the uneasiness that filled her heart had also reached its peak.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that if he didn't open his eyes again, he would never have a chance to open them again.

However, under the pressure of fear, Wang Yuliang did not choose to open his eyes after all, because he still firmly believed that as long as he did not open his eyes, as long as he did not believe that a qiē seemed to be an abnormal phenomenon, then he would be fine.

But the truth ...... Apparently not.

Just when Wang Yuliang was enduring, he suddenly felt his head be lifted suddenly, and then. He opened his eyes blankly.

What he saw, however, was a scene stained red with blood.

The neck is numb...... Why is there so much blood.

Wang Yuliang clutched his neck, which was constantly spurting blood outward, his eyes full of disbelief.

It shouldn't be like this, as long as he doesn't believe in anything abnormal, as long as he doesn't get dragged into another dimension, it's fine, but ...... Why did he bleed so much......

Three minutes later, in the bright bedroom room, only a piece of human head was left together, and the puddle of bloody minced flesh under the human head.

Xiao Mo's worries have become a reality, even though Zhang Sen, the clone of the red-robed ghost, has been killed, but. The red-robed ghost did not disappear because of this.

The killing continues!

……

"Knock knock ......!"

Xiao Mo knocked the door of Wang Yuliang's house, but in the process, there was no sound from inside the door.

Chen Cheng and Li Sixuan stood behind Xiao Mo and neither of them spoke, the expressions on their faces were one wooden and the other grim, but their eyes stayed on Xiao Mo's body.

Xiao Mo was so unaware of the gaze of the two, he took out the phone at this time and dialed Wang Yuliang with the purpose of verification, but Wang Yuliang showed that he could not be connected for the time being.

Hearing the voice coming from the mobile phone, Li Sixuan cautiously asked:

"Wang Yuliang's side shouldn't have really had an accident, right?"

"His phone doesn't work."

After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he gave Wang Yuliang a call, but the result was still the same. He's not continuing to make such pointless attempts. He tucked his phone away, then pulled out the master key from his storage bag and opened the door in front of him.

In the living room, in the bathroom, in the bedroom...... All the lights in the house are on. Xiao Mo and the three walked in one after another, and then searched carefully in each room. Until they stopped outside the bedroom door.

The door of this bedroom was locked, Xiao Mo didn't knock this time, but directly took out the key and opened the door. The lights are still on in this bedroom. The bed was also covered with wavy folds.

Seeing this scene, even if Xiao Mo didn't say it, Li Sixuan and Chen Cheng could also guess what had just happened here.

"Wang ...... Is Wang Yuliang ...... Isn't it been? ”

Li Sixuan has a glimmer of hope in her heart. Although she knew the truth and her speculation was inseparable.

"Well, just as you guessed, Wang Yuliang was dragged into another space by the red-robed ghost and killed.

This is well explained by the fact that he couldn't be reached by phone, or from the fact that the door to this bedroom was locked inside. ”

The truth is already coming out, and the red-robed ghost did not disappear because its doppelganger was killed by the little henchman!

"So what do you do to avoid it?"

Li Sixuan asked in despair.

"I don't know."

Xiao Mo shook his head expressionlessly, as if he was thinking, as if he was indifferent. A head of silver-white hair sets off his calm and indifferent.

Wang Yuliang's news was not taken to heart by Chen Cheng, after all, this kind of thing is up to Xiao Mo to think about, as long as Xiao Mo can stay calm and keep thinking normally. So the focus of his worries was on Xiao Mo:

"Are you really okay? If you feel uncomfortable, say it, don't hold it back. ”

This may be the first time that Chen Cheng has taken the initiative to care about others, to be precise, it is the first time he has taken the initiative to express his concern.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Xiao Mo didn't laugh out loud as usual, his face looked very calm, and the calmness made Li Sixuan and Chen Cheng feel terrible.

Li Sixuan didn't speak again, in fact, the red-robed ghost still existed, and this incident had a great impact on her. It's like a person being chased by an outlaw and escaping from him by fleeing to the highway, but before he can rejoice, he is hit by a sudden truck.

After all, she is just a newcomer, and she is not as good as Xiao Mo and other old people in terms of experience and ability. And this time, the old people, including Wen Qiayun, died, and the sense of despair in her heart can be imagined.

"So what are we going to do next?"

Seeing that Xiao Mo was very sure that he was fine, Chen Cheng didn't bother with it anymore and asked about their next plan.

"It's 5:50 a.m., and it's two hours and 10 minutes before the masquerade begins.

We want to take advantage of this time to destroy this ball, and I still suspect that this masquerade is the center of all the dangers of this incident! ”

Hearing Xiao Mo mention the masquerade, Chen Cheng couldn't help but ask suspiciously:

"Aren't we going to find Gao Mingyu?"

"Stop the prom first."

Xiao Mo's answer was categorical, and he was very confident in his uneasy intuition.

At the same time, in the office building where the company is located.

Although the personnel department lacks the manager Sun Meiyuan, under the leadership of several old people, the arrangement of the dance party is still carried out in an orderly manner.

However, for such a big event held in the company, and the leaders of various departments disappeared together, some employees still expressed their doubts and dissatisfaction:

"Don't you think it's very strange? Recently, there are always leaders who suddenly stop coming to work, and then no one can find or contact them. Before, our personnel department was still lively, but now it's good, first the supervisor, and then the manager have all followed and there is no movement. (To be continued......)