Chapter 118: Heaven's House

I spent half a month in the days of worry, I always paid attention to any wind and grass around me, but there were no problems that made us difficult to deal with, I didn't go to my psychological counseling room these days, I was afraid that Liu Xiaowei and Qin Xin would encounter any danger when I was away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With Liu Xiaowei's company, Qin Xin doesn't seem to be so active in wanting to go to the psychological counseling room with me, and in view of the current situation, I can only temporarily let the counseling room close for a while to see how things develop.

It's really boring to live at home, but fortunately, my savings are quite abundant, and there will be no problems such as not being able to eat, but people always have to find something to do, and stuffy at home all day will have problems.

So a group of us started looking for something to do after a quiet time.

Since there are no signs of danger, I can go and reopen my counseling room, although it is a bit inhumane to say that the "national disaster" and other acts are against humanity, but I believe that at this time there should be many people in this town who are full of fear, and this is a good opportunity to make money.

And Qin Xin and Liu Xiaowei began to huo my "pension" when they were idle, in addition to going out shopping all day long, they went to the mall, I regretted letting Liu Xiaowei stay, of course, it was not that kind of strong regret, but occasionally I think about it, I feel that these two girls really don't let money worry, and they go out to squander my "Ah Mao" all day long.

So when one night after dinner, Qin Xin made an exception and did not stand by the window in a daze, but walked up to me and mysteriously told me that they had found a very interesting thing, I didn't even know what it was and agreed, and now these two women can find something interesting for me is a financial liberation.

"Don't you like me anymore......" Qin Xin was like an actor on TV, and his eyes were filled with tears in an instant.

"No, which one are you playing? Why don't I like you anymore? I reluctantly responded.

"Then why didn't you just say yes without asking what it was?" Qin Xin's eyes widened, tears rolling in his eyes.

It's really hard to figure out this woman, but I firmly believe in a truth, that is, no matter when, no matter what kind of state a woman is, "coaxing" is a non-only rule, who doesn't like to listen to sweet words, even I, a big man, especially hope to hear two girls say "awesome" and something like that one day.

"You think too much, I just think I like everything you like, no matter what it is, as long as you need it, I can always step away and do what you like with you." I thought I was very charming and smiled at Qin Xin.

Sure enough, a sentence directly choked Qin Xin's tears in her eyes, and Qin Xin, who turned into laughter, sat directly beside me, and then told me this thing that made her happy.

It turned out that during this period of time, Qin Xin and Liu Xiaowei were also tired of shopping, although women like to buy and buy by nature, but a small town has no way to satisfy their desire to buy, and they are already familiar with all the clothes in the town to the extent that they can draw them with paper and pen, which is no longer attractive to them at all.

So during this time, they were looking for some fun things on the Internet, and two days ago, they accidentally found a post bar called "Paradise House", which has hundreds of thousands of fans, and they have all been to an ancient house called "Paradise House", saying that it is an ancient house, but it is actually a deserted house.

Those who have watched "Beijing No. 81" should be able to understand such an ancient mansion, but this ancient mansion does not have the weird legend of No. 81, this ancient mansion has only a mirror, and nothing else.

I'm curious about what kind of mirror this is to make a Tieba have hundreds of thousands of followers, and even more curious about why I've never heard of a Tieba with hundreds of thousands of followers.

Maybe it's really like Liu Xiaowei said, I didn't pay special attention to the post bar, and there are many types of post bars, I don't necessarily pay attention to this, which is true.

Then the next thing is undoubtedly that Qin Xin asked me and Wan He to accompany the two of them to see this mirror, according to the people in the post bar, this is really a magical mirror, when a person stands in front of the mirror, he can see in the mirror any appearance he wants to become, it can be a person he has seen, or it can be a more perfect self that he once fantasized about, as long as he can think of it, he can show that kind of self in the mirror.

In fact, when I heard Qin Xin talk about the function of this mirror, I didn't look at it very much, I always felt that it was better not to provoke these strange things at this time, but then again, seeing Qin Xin stuffy at home, I also felt panicked, and since the last incident, in fact, I wake up in the middle of the night every night, and every time I wake up, my vision is completely red, I tried it, and now I can completely control that power, And the presence of another consciousness in the body was never felt again.

Now as long as I don't meet the old man in Wanhe's photo, I believe that I can handle anyone, even if I can't beat it, it is absolutely easy to protect the people around me and get out.

In view of the above points, I finally agreed to Qin Xin and Liu Xiaowei, and then we agreed together that after the week was over, I would take them to find the mirror on Monday of the following week.

After getting my promise, Liu Xiaowei and Qin Xin were naturally happy, and began to wait all day for the arrival of next Monday.

During this time, Wanhe seemed to be much calmer than before, but this calmness always made me feel that there was something wrong with something I didn't realize, but I couldn't say it all the time, and finally, on this weekend morning, I was still asleep, Wanhe suddenly sat up from the bed, and the intensity of the activity directly scared me awake.

"What are your nerves in the morning?" I asked, confused.

Wan He frowned and looked at the quilt covering his body, and then turned back to look at me, without answering me, but his eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking about something extremely important, just when I was about to sit up and ask a good question, Wan He suddenly fell asleep on the bed again.