As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a faint smell of paint, and my brow furrowed slightly. The room was empty and quiet, and I could hear the echo of my own breathing. I casually felt for the wall next to the door, felt the light switch, pressed it, nothing happened, the light didn't come on at all. I had to take a breath on my chest, press the phone, and take a photo, only to see that the layout of this room is exactly the same as that of the female technician's house, which is also a bedroom and a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom, and a small balcony.

A small table in the living room, two old sofas, and nothing else. There is no wallpaper on the wall, the wall is very new, it looks like it was painted not long ago, and there is a small bucket of white paint standing in the corner of the wall, the lid is open, and it smells of paint, but the paint inside has dried up and solidified...

Looking at it this way, I don't see anything unusual in this room. The reason why the door was not locked and the cat's eye was also removed, it seemed that it was being renovated, but the renovation was stopped in the middle of the renovation.

After glancing around the living room, I headed straight for the bathroom. The bathroom in this room was small, the bathtub was covered with dust, and the shower head hung down on the ground like a dead snake. Unscrewed the faucet next to the bathtub, and the water squirted out. When the dirty water was gone, I leaned down and took a sip of water. After drinking the cold water, the stinging chill suddenly passed from my throat to my stomach, and as soon as the pores of my body were closed, I shivered.

After washing my face, I felt much clearer, and I washed the mirror on the dresser. Under the fluorescent illumination of the mobile phone, I saw me in the mirror, and my face seemed to be painted with a layer of cyan paint.

I got a haircut and leaned sideways. From this angle, you can see the door of the bedroom outside from the mirror... Suddenly, I noticed that the door was swinging slightly! My nerves tensed all of a sudden, and when I passed through the bedroom earlier, I glanced at it, and the door was closed tightly, how could it be opened now? Is it an optical illusion of this mirror, or is something going in? …

Out of the bathroom, I came to the door of the bedroom, took a photo with my mobile phone, and saw that the door was indeed open with a crack... I was sweating coldly on my back, my eyes came to the crack in the door and looked in, I couldn't see clearly, I pushed it with my hand, 'squeak', the door retreated, and I flashed into the room on one side...

I eagerly looked around with my mobile phone, and I saw that the furnishings in this bedroom were very simple, a bare old Simmons bed, a writing desk, and a very old-fashioned vertical wardrobe. There was a pot of plastic flowers in the middle of the desk, and nothing else. I didn't see anyone, and I didn't sense anything unclean.

The door of this wardrobe is lined with a large mirror, which is covered with dust. When I took a picture of my phone, I could see the image I had projected inside, but I couldn't see it clearly, and I could only vaguely distinguish a general outline.

I looked in both directions, walked forward, walked about two or three steps, and as soon as I looked up, all of a sudden, I realized that something was wrong... I kept my arms up and my phone in my hand for lighting. I also raised my arm in the mirror, although I couldn't see it very clearly, but I could tell that I didn't have a mobile phone in my hand at all... What's going on? …

I was startled and waved my arm, and I waved my arm in the mirror, it didn't look unusual, but where did my phone go? … When I came to the mirror to distinguish carefully, I was not mistaken, I did not have a mobile phone in my hand, and I could only see a blurry light.

I grabbed the sleeve of my coat with my other hand and wiped it in the mirror, and when the dust was wiped away, half of my face was revealed, with thick eyebrows, a straight nose, yes, it was me. Looking down, I could see my arm, but I still couldn't see my phone. I was going to try my phone on the mirror that I had cleaned, and as soon as I raised my arm, I realized that something was wrong... I suddenly found that my body in the mirror actually had a faint ghosting...

How so? My hair stood on end, and my eyes widened to see that it was not a double image at all, but another person, covering me, although this person had the same movements and postures as me, but he was wearing completely different clothes, I was wearing a coat, this person was wearing a short coat... Looking up at the area where I had wiped the dust, I suddenly understood... The so-called 'person' is actually attached to the dust of the mirror, blocking the image I project in the mirror, and when I wipe the dust away, my image appears...

Thinking about this section, the roots of my hair stood up all of a sudden, and I stepped back, I casually touched my pocket, felt a lonely rune, shook it violently, and hit it towards the mirror. There was a 'pop' sound, the mirror cracked, and then I saw something vague coming out of the mirror...

I didn't have time to distinguish it, and I didn't bother to pick up the rune, so I turned around and ran out of the bedroom, toward the door. As I passed by the living room, the sofa, the table, and the ceiling above seemed to be shaking. When I finally came to the door, I opened the door and rushed out, slamming the door shut, and I leaned against the wall and gasped for a few breaths. Suddenly, I had a strange feeling in my heart, and when I pressed my phone to take a photo, I was shocked to find that I was still in this room...

The door was next to me, it was closed, I opened the door and looked out with my phone, only to see that the corridor outside the door looked vague and looming. Stepping out, I felt my eyes sparkle and shine around, but I still hadn't stepped out of this room...

It seems, I'm trapped by this thing, and the reason why it didn't attack me was because I still had a lonely rune in my pocket. If this talisman is unleashed, it should be able to break through the current predicament. However, this talisman is too powerful, and it explodes in a confined space, and even if it doesn't up, it will explode to cripples... What to do? …

I knocked it out of the mirror dust, and it ran somewhere, maybe it was near me, but I couldn't see it with the naked eye...

At this moment, I was no longer so afraid in my heart, I took out the remaining lonely rune in my pocket, looked around, and said word by word, "I don't care who you are, and I don't care if you can understand my words or not, in short, there is no good fruit to eat if you oppose me." People can't be resurrected after death, if you know each other, let me out, and I'll find a way to overtake you later, otherwise..."I 'snorted' and raised the talisman in my hand, "This talisman is very powerful, if it is urged, you will never be reborn, if you don't let me go, then, if it doesn't work, let's try..."

There was no movement, and I looked out the door, and the aisle was still ethereal.

"Okay, I'll give you ten minutes to think about it, and after ten minutes, if you still don't let me out, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless..."

I don't care if it understands it or not, my heart says, it's impossible to trigger the Lonely Void Rune, and if this thing won't let me go, what should I do? …

I waved the lonely rune in my hand to open the way, walked forward, and came to the door of the bathroom, I suddenly moved in my heart, and stepped into the bathroom with my feet. As soon as the door was closed, I held my breath and felt nothing, and I wondered if the had come in with me. Unable to care more, I looked up at the window above.

The window of this bathroom is quite high, I stepped on the bathtub, jumped violently, and grabbed the window sill, only to see that the window was filled with clear glass, not the kind of tinted glass. Outside the glass is a portrait of Zhong Kui, which looks even more hideous than the two metal statues, and the two sides of the portrait are painted with ghost exorcisms...

'Squeak squeak' opened the window, I looked out, and I was happy, very close to the window, it was the sewer pipe. There was a statue of Zhong Kui in the window, and that thing didn't dare to mess with it here, and since the door was controlled by it and couldn't get out, I decided to take a risk and slide down the sewer pipe. Looking down, it was very high, and my heart couldn't help but beat a little. However, there is no other way out of this predicament.

I turned my heart sideways, bit the Lonely Void Rune in my mouth, climbed up to the windowsill, and got out. Although the sewer pipe is not far from the window, it is still a bit far away. I leaned over and kicked it, and there was a muffled bang.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a soft 'hissing' sound in the bathroom, as if something was inhaling. I was so shocked that I didn't have time to think about it, so I jumped and hugged the sewer pipe. At the same time, all of a sudden, a gust of wind rushed out of the open window...

I secretly said that it was a fluke, if it wasn't for my quick reaction, the windowsill was so narrow, I would have been blown down by the wind just now... I held the pipe and slid down little by little, and soon I slipped from the sixth floor to the fifth floor, I didn't dare to look down, I didn't dare to pause, I continued to slide down, to the fourth floor, and then to the third floor... Finally slipped and fell to the bottom of the building.

After my feet were on the ground, I finally let go of my breath. Putting the Lonely Void Rune in my pocket, I looked up at the dark window on the sixth floor, my scalp still tingling.

When I walked around the wall of the building and came to the front of the building, I saw Uncle Yang standing there, looking up uneasily.

"Hey..."

I stomped my foot violently, and Uncle Yang was so frightened that he jumped up.

"Oh, you're a little cold..."Uncle Yang patted his chest, "People are scared to death, why did you come out of here?" ”

I told Uncle Yang about what I found upstairs and what happened to me in the thrilling way.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts." Uncle Yang said.

"Hmm," I nodded, "I don't know who taught this landlord to put this ghost in the building." ”

"What are we going to do?" Uncle Yang asked.

I looked up at the sixth floor, "This ghost can't be dealt with in the building, if you want to get it out, you can either overdo it or break it up, and I'll see this landlord tomorrow." ”

"Hmm..."

Uncle Yang told me that he had heard his father say that ghosts like to drill into the mirror, and like to imitate people's movements, if there is a big mirror in the house, when you come home at night, don't look at it before turning on the light, because the one in the mirror, although you move it, but it is very likely that it is not you, if you come close to take a look, people stick it on the mirror, it is very likely to be caught by the thing in the mirror, according to the idealistic theory, there is a 'world' in the mirror. In the real world, every year, people all over the world disappear for no reason, and they don't see people alive or dead, as if they have evaporated, which is said to be related to mirrors...