With each step, there was an echo from the empty floor. Kim Joong and I walked to the bathroom door and trembled to the light switch.

The moment we turned on the light, the two of us were stunned. There was no one in the bathroom, and even the floor that was once covered with blood was very clean at the moment. It looks like someone has cleaned it.

Jin Zhong and I stiffened our heads and walked in cautiously. The temperature was so low that I shivered as soon as I came in.

Recalling Huang Kun's actions at that time, I frowned and looked at the mirror in the bathroom.

The mirror looked very ordinary, and it reflected my figure very clearly. I didn't think much of it for a moment, even if I had to look away.

But at that moment, I suddenly remembered something, and I looked at the mirror again.

At that moment, I only felt a tingling in my scalp, and even my heart was beating violently.

In the mirror, there is only my figure, and Jin Zhong is standing not far from me, but there is no figure of him in the mirror!

What's even more terrifying is still behind, the three squatting positions in the bathroom, in this mirror, have become three grave bags.

At this time, the doors of each squatting position were all turned into dilapidated tombstones under the illumination of the mirror.

I was terrified and kept backing away. Suddenly, his feet were unstable, and he sat down on the ground.

When Jin Zhong saw that I had fallen, he hurried over to help me up.

"Don't come, don't come!" I shook my head in fear, raised my hand, and kept waving in the air.

"What do you mean by that, why are you looking at me with such an expression!" Jin Zhong suddenly became angry and yelled at me.

I ignored him and struggled to my feet from the ground. Then he glanced at the mirror again, and a sinister smile crossed the corner of his mouth for a moment.

I stretched out my hand, pointed to the mirror and yelled at Jin Zhong, "Look for yourself, there is no you in this mirror!" ”

Jin Zhong leaned over suspiciously, and at that moment, he himself was stunned. "How is this possible, why is there no shadow of me!"

"Pretend, you keep pretending!" I sneered, and the way I looked at him changed.

"Hehe" Jin Zhong smiled self-deprecatingly and slowly walked to the mirror. "My heart hurts, and I've been with you all the time. Until now, you are questioning my identity because of such a mirror, Zhang Haoran, I misjudged you! ”

"Since you insist on my identity, well, let's separate now. You take your Yangguan Road, I take my single-plank bridge! Jin Zhong didn't wait for me to speak, and resolutely turned around and left.

Looking at Jin Zhong's distant back, my heart suddenly became lost. Regardless of whether he is a human or a ghost, anyone who listens to what he just said will feel sour in his heart. The relationship between me and the people I have known for more than ten years has been ruined.

Thinking of the image that was just refracted in the mirror, my heart suddenly went hairy. As I was leaving, for some reason, I looked at the mirror again.

But at this time, my body trembled violently. I could clearly see that there were three people standing in front of the door of the three squatting positions. The second is Lu Tian, who is covered in blood, the second is Zhang Jialong, who is a little embarrassed, and the third is Zhao Yu with a sly face.

I turned my head suddenly, but there was nothing behind me. I looked back at the mirror, and the three of them reappeared in front of me.

"Haoran, we've been waiting for you, come on!" The three people in the mirror speak together, and the creepy thing is that the image in the mirror is completely different from the real one.

I walked backwards in panic, and after a few steps, my foot slipped, and I suddenly broke through the door of the squatting position and fell in.

As I fell into the squatting position, I turned around sharply, only to see an incredible scene.

It stands to reason that at this time, no one will go to the toilet here. But I saw a little boy in very shabby clothes squatting on the squatting position. He held a book in his hands, and it was very tightly blocked from his head. He didn't seem to care at all about my uninvited guest.

I looked him up and down and saw him crouching there like a statue. The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became, and the more doubts I had in my heart.

And just like that, the two of us were in a stalemate for several minutes. In the end, I didn't hold my breath, I reached out and grabbed the book in the little boy's hand.

As soon as my hand touched the book, it felt very sticky, a wet feeling.

I gritted my teeth and dragged the book over. I used a lot of strength, and under normal circumstances, the crouched body of this little boy would definitely fall forward.

But the real situation was not the case, and the little boy did not move. I glanced at the book in my hand, and it was covered in blood. I looked up at the little boy and screamed in fright.

That little boy didn't even have a head! At the neck, there is a faint flow of half-red and half-black blood.

At this time, the lights in the bathroom began to flicker and flicker, and there was a sound of "Zila".

Without thinking about anything else, I threw the blood-soaked book in my hand at the headless boy. Then, in a panic, he straightened up.

As I ran out of the bathroom, the entire hallway suddenly became windy. The wind came suddenly and violently.

I only felt my body being scraped away uncontrollably. In a daze, I was taken to the window on the third floor by the strong wind.

It was only then that I reacted. In that moment, I was lying on the windowsill to keep my body from falling.

However, all in vain. It was as if there were more than a dozen hands, constantly caressing my body. The strength of these hands was so great that it lifted my whole body. Slowly, I was shocked to find that my body was "flying".

I tried desperately to resist, but I couldn't catch anything.

I could only watch as my body "flew" out of the third-floor window. Strangely, my body had already left the window, and it stands to reason that I should have fallen straight down.

But my body floated strangely in mid-air. Glancing down, I felt dizzy. If you fall, you will be crippled if you don't die.

At this point, I didn't dare to move. The feeling of being touched by someone on my body became stronger and stronger at this time.

Every time I touched it, an indescribable cold permeated my body.

I don't know what time it is, but it's the middle of the night. The air was somewhat oppressive, with a sultry tingleness. I just floated weirdly in mid-air, although it was pitch black, I could see clearly, but everywhere I was touched, it was all blue and purple.

Not long after, a burst of thunder flashed in the sky, and then a torrential rain poured down. When the heavy rain fell on me, my body suddenly fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string!