Xiao Mo set up the bronze mirror and took the candle and lighter from Wang Zi's hand, but he didn't light the candle immediately, but turned his head and specially told Wang Chenwei again:

"We've already told you enough about the ghost that is staring at you, but I still have to remind you that after a while, when the evil ghost in the mirror appears, you must not be scared and lose your mind, you must stay as calm as possible, and accurately count the number of cards in its hand, as well as the total number of blood-colored bars in the cards."

Perhaps because he felt that what he said was not serious enough, at the end, Xiao Mo added another sentence:

"Don't say I'm scaring you, once you get the number of cards and the number of bars wrong, then you will definitely die, even the gods can't save your life!"

Wang Chenwei was originally terrified by what he was about to face, but now after listening to Xiao Mo's extremely serious reminder, he was even more frightened, and he only knew how to nod blindly, and he couldn't even say a word.

Xiao Mo no longer looked at him, but swept over everyone with his gaze, meaning to remind everyone that he was about to start summoning them and telling them to be mentally prepared.

Lighting four fire candles one after another, Xiao Mo slowly stood the fire candle in front of the mirror, and then he took two steps back, and then went with everyone to see the changes in the bronze mirror.

"It's coming!"

As the lights in the room dimmed, Xiao Mo exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention. Then, I saw a hideous grimace in the bronze mirror on the table. I don't know if it's because the mirror itself is so small that the grimace that appears in the mirror is seriously deformed by the squeezing, like a sponge that has been squeezed flat.

Looking at the deformed ghost, almost everyone had acid reflux. Especially Wang Chenwei's performance was the most exaggerated, constantly retching, which also caused him to be angry and completely bloodbathed.

The bronze mirror began to tremble uneasily, but it didn't last long. After about five or six seconds, the ghost poked its head out hideously.

"Who...... Accept...... Game. ”

is still the vague opening sentence, and it is still full of forest.

"It'...... It speaks ......! ”

As soon as the ghost thing probed, Wang Chenwei was so frightened that he screamed, completely forgetting Xiao Mo's thousands of instructions to him before, fortunately, Li Shuai had expected it, and his two thick arms were controlling Wang Chenwei to death, otherwise he would have turned around and ran away.

Li Shuai pushed Wang Chenwei hard and gave him another blow:

"If you don't want to die, promise it!"

"Yes...... It's ......"

Wang Chenwei also wanted to agree, but it really came to this. He wanted to say it, but he could only see his Adam's apple floating up and down. The short word "it's me" has been grinding and chattering for a long time.

Everyone looked anxious, but after having Qiu Chuan's experience, this time everyone learned wisely, and they all remained silent, without a single superfluous word. After all, no one knows whether his intentionally or unintentionally words will lead to death.

I hesitated for a while. Wang Chenwei finally crossed this hurdle and agreed to accept the ghost mirror game. Knowing that Wang Chenwei accepted the game, the ghost thing was like magic, and a stack of cards appeared out of thin air in the completely spread palm.

The ghost slowly spread out all the cards. Then he asked Wang Chenwei:

"Altogether...... How many cards...... How many bars? ”

The ghost raised this question again, but fortunately, this time Wang Chenwei did not drop the chain, and in the constant reminders of Li Shuai and Xiao Mo, he gradually regained some rationality.

"Don't be afraid. It can't come over now, all you have to do is look at the cards in its hand, don't do it. Be sure to count them out! ”

Xiao Mo's reminder sounded in Wang Chenwei's ears again, Wang Chenwei mustered up his courage and clenched his fists, and only then did he look at the cards in the ghost thing.

The victim looked at the number again, and the same was true for the crowd, who also counted over and over again in fear, all afraid that they would get the number of cards wrong.

This seems to be an incomparably simple count, Wang Chenwei counted for ten minutes, and in the process, the ghost thing that lived in the mirror, just like the last time he was at Chen Siyu's house, gradually began to be irritable, and gradually came out of the mirror again.

In the face of the restlessness of the ghosts, Xiao Mo suspected that there was a limit to the time to count, as long as the victim exceeded the limit and overtime, then the ghost would drill out of the mirror and brutally kill the victim.

I just don't know if it's just going to kill the victim, or if everyone present counts.

Xiao Mo naturally wouldn't be bold enough to test this with their lives, he saw that Wang Chenwei had counted for ten minutes without results, so he anxiously urged:

"What are you still grinding about, do you want to wait for it to crawl out, hurry up and tell your results, or we will all die!"

In fact, Wang Chenwei had already determined the result, but after all, this was a matter of life and death, and there could never be a slight mistake, so in order to prevent himself from counting misrepresented because of fear, he had to count over and over again until he heard Xiao Mo's reminder.

Seeing that the ghost thing was like what Xiao Mo said, his whole body was about to get out of the mirror, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly gave his result:

"One...... There are five cards...... Twenty-eight bars ......! ”

Hearing Wang Chenwei's results, everyone subconsciously checked with the results they counted, but they were all different without exception. However, this is not what they care about now, what they care about is the dynamics on the side of the ghosts, whether it suddenly disappears to announce the passage of the game, or whether they suddenly rush out and kill Wang Chenwei.

The wait is always the longest, and on the table, the four blood-red candles "sneered" and waved, like a signal, reminding them to accept the sentence of the enforcers with bated breath.

The room suddenly became silent, and the sound of their own heartbeat was in everyone's ears, stimulating all their nerves one after another.

Finally, after a seemingly long wait, the enforcers gave its verdict.

"Boom!"

The three candles on the table were extinguished in unison, leaving only one to flicker lonely in the darkness. Then, everyone's pupils suddenly contracted in horror, their bodies briefly lost control, and a terrifying ghost in their vision was rapidly expanding.

The moment the ghost thing rushed out, Wang Chenwei was completely stunned, because the evil ghost was obviously coming at him. So there is no doubt that he is dead.

“…… Save...... Save ......"

Wang Chenwei desperately wanted to call for help to everyone, but unfortunately, the ghost did not give him any chance and time to call for help, lifted him up high, and then broke him at the waist like tearing paper.

The second victim was brutally killed.

Everyone watched the tragedy unfold in front of them, but they could only remain as indifferent as they are now. It's not that they don't want to save, but they don't have the ability to save, compared to ghosts, they are simply too weak, like those ants crawling on the ground, they will be easily trampled to death.

The lights in the room were rejuvenated, like the dawn after the night had passed, and although it heralded the beginning of day, it still had the breath of night.

When the light appeared, everyone could really see the surrounding "scenery" clearly, and they saw that on the ground, on the walls, and on the ceiling, there were all the remnants, internal organs, and flesh and blood left by Wang Chenwei...... It's both bloody and disgusting.

Stepping on the broken flesh on the ground, Fang Tang and Cheng Nuan spit out unbearably, Professor Qi and Wang Zi were not much better, although they didn't vomit, they kept retching, and their faces were very pale.

After Mu Xue experienced several incidents in a row, her courage and quality were not as good as before, Wang Chenwei's innocent death once again made her see the cruelty of the curse, no matter who she was here, anyone could die.

"Hey." Mu Xue sighed helplessly, and her face was a little more numb.

Li Shuai pinched his nose, his brows furrowed, and sighed to Xiao Mo:

"That guy ended up dead."

Wang Chenwei's death made Xiao Mo feel very headache, or disappointed, because this represented the ghost mirror game, not the counting problem raised by the ghost.

But if it's something else, such as blowing out a candle or breaking a mirror, it's hard to associate it with a game, even though counting isn't a game.

After Mu Xue heard Li Shuai's exclamation, she looked at Xiao Mo:

"Isn't that what the ghost mirror game really means?" (To be continued......)