Chapter One Hundred and Two

My heart tightened at this moment, and I missed a beat. Before, when I was doing so many things, I had already thought that I would face her, but now that I am really facing her, it is impossible not to be afraid. The impulse at the beginning was completely overwhelmed by fear at this moment. I even had a thought in my heart, God, give me another chance, I won't play like this anymore.

But it didn't seem like there was a second chance, because the blood was already at my feet. The first thing it touched was the small table in the mirror. If it is said that the blood climbs on people's shoes and pants like feet, it can be understood as the absorption of water from the cloth now. Now, on the small table of this metal stand, the blood is crawling up like long legs.

This weirdness made me dare not breathe, and I didn't know what to do with the eyebrow pencil in my hand.

The blood continued to flow, hitting the low stool where he was sitting. The stool was soon stained with blood. I said to myself over and over again in my heart: "I have chosen the path, I have to stick to it, I want to know where Zong Sheng is now and what he is doing." ”

Only by emphasizing this to myself over and over again can I not allow myself to jump up from the low stool as if I were in a radial condition. But I wasn't as good as I thought I was, and I was shaking and crying under my breath by the time the blood crawled onto the low table.

But I read that right, the blood didn't touch me, it bypassed my feet and everything about me, and surrounded me. Is it because of the talisman on me? Zong Sheng is still protecting me.

"Keep drawing? I want to see if you end up looking good or if I'm pretty. ”

The voice seemed to be speaking next to me, but there was no one around me.

I shook my hands, took the eyebrow pencil, and dotted it on my eyebrows. The blood had climbed onto the mirror, flowing down from the top of the mirror, staining the mirror with blood channels. My face was in the mirror, scratched by the blood.

"Don't cry, keep drawing. If you're prettier than that, I'll be able to use your head. She continued.

I sniffed and wiped my face with a tissue to calm myself down. When I closed my eyes and wiped my tears, when I opened my eyes, my surroundings changed. It's pitch black all around. Only the dim, warm-toned lights of a hotel hallway above my head lit up. The blood on the ground, the blood on the mirror is still so clear. It's just that other than that, everything is black, pitch black. I'm in the enchantment! I distinctly remember that I was at the door of 1606, and the street lamp was not above my head.

When the lights are on, the light shines from above or below the person, and the person's face will look very weird and terrifying. Coupled with the white makeup I wiped before, and the blood stains in the mirror, now that others see this picture in the mirror, they should think that I am a ghost. It's a ghost photo.

"Draw, go on. Draw beautifully. In the future, I will use your face to make men happy. "This time the sound has a fixed direction. I looked in that direction almost instinctively. It was the face of the four-eyed woman who appeared above the mirror.

I was shocked, the eyebrow pencil in my hand fell to the ground, and when the eyebrow pencil fell, it was directly submerged in blood, and I couldn't see it at all, and I didn't have to think about reaching out to pick it up.

I remember that my mirror was placed against the wall, otherwise how could such a large oval mirror stand on a low table? Then behind the mirror is the wall, how can that woman stick a face out of the wall?

"Aren't you drawing? Shall I help you? Your head, I want it, I'll help you draw it beautifully. More beautiful than that, more beautiful. ”

"Nope! I draw! I draw! I said this in a trembling voice. I rummaged through things with trembling hands, and the result was that the eyeliner dropped off the low table and drowned in blood. I don't know where the lid of the lipstick went, and the lipstick was scraped out of shape.

I took the crooked lipstick in my hand and applied it to my lips, trying to stabilize my mind, and asked, "Last night, Zong Sheng, it was the man who took away the beauty, he, did something happen to him, he was here, what did he encounter?" ”

"Hasn't he already taken away the beauty? But it's good that you're here. You dress up and look beautiful. She reached out from above the mirror and ran her cold, bloodstained fingers across my cheek, hooking my chin and making me look up at her, "Makeup isn't good. Don't worry, give me your head, and I'll help you draw beautifully, so that those men will look at you and their eyes won't leave you. ”

Her hands were so cold and felt the same.

"It's a pity, you're so hot, I don't dare to approach it." She withdrew her hand, "As long as you promise to give me your head, I can help you with your makeup." Makes you beautiful, beautiful. Give me the head. ”

I bit my lip tightly to keep myself from saying a word. I knew that at such a time, if I promised her, I would die. That beauty is probably like this, so she will be unconscious all the time. However, she said that Zong Sheng took Meili away, and Meimei should be fine, and she should be able to wake up. As long as I don't agree to her, the talisman on my body will keep me from being hurt by her.

"Don't you speak?" She continued.

"Tell me first, what happened to Zong Sheng here? Did something happen to him before he took away the beauty? ”

The four white-eyed female ghosts laughed: "Speaking of that man, he is really handsome and has a good figure." Looking at him like that, his performance in bed shouldn't be bad. Most importantly, he's a ghost. If he does it with me, there won't be any loss at all. It's beautiful when you think about it. It's a pity that he's not mine. ”

"He, did something happen to him?" I pressed again. If nothing happens, he doesn't have a reason to ignore me.

The female ghost's face sank: "If you will give me your head, I will tell you what happened to him." Definitely a big deal. ”

I bit my lip, if I really gave her my head, I would die. If I die, what's the point?

"Refusal? It seems that you still don't really like that man. ”

I didn't speak, but I said in my heart: "Just because I like him, I won't agree, I don't want to be separated from him." ”

The woman's hand reached out from behind the mirror again, taking the cosmetics I had placed on the table, and picking up all the blood that had fallen from it, regardless of the blood on the surface of the thing.

The next second, my body couldn't move. I could only watch as the hands took the makeup remover wipes and wiped the base makeup on my face, and began to help me put on makeup skillfully. She was very professional, and the face was close to me, smiling at me, "Be nice, I just want your head." Let me draw beautifully, and I will be on my body. ”

I was trembling, but I couldn't move. Not even blinking.

Her makeup moves quickly, and the faster she goes, the more uneasy I feel. I can see what I look like in the big mirror. I can't see that I'm pretty, I just know that after this makeup is done, if she insists on my head, I'll have to die here. Died in the enchantment, will it be like Zong Sheng, missing? Will he come to me after I disappear?

I cried, thinking about the impending death. I said to my parents and Zong Sheng in my heart: "I'm sorry, Mom, I'm sorry Zong Sheng, this time I was wrong, I was really wrong." ”

When the tears flowed down, the four-eyed female ghost gave me a slap with her backhand. The slap was quite heavy. My face was hot, but I couldn't move, and I was still in a sitting position.

"Don't use tears to wash my makeup, if you can't draw this makeup, I'll cut off your head first, use the mop pole in the utility room over there to plug it in like a string, and then draw slowly."

I panicked, and I thought about crying a few more times, so I washed away the makeup, so that she would never be able to draw this makeup. But apparently doing so will only make me die faster.

Finally, after she applied the makeup, I was able to move. I don't see how beautiful this makeup is. It's just bewitching enough, and it makes my eyes look like the kind that seduces men.

She picked my head with the rod of the big brush, looked at my face, and smiled with satisfaction: "It's good to be young, I'm much more beautiful than you when I'm your age." Give me a smile? Smile nicely, I'm going to harvest my work. ”

How could I possibly laugh then? "Tell me first, what happened to Zong Sheng?"

She smiled hard: "Ahahaha, you're really infatuated." There are too many ghosts in this hotel, what he wants to find is Wang Gan, and he really let him find it. But Wang Gan is also very powerful. He is this hotel, this hotel is him. The one named Zong Sheng is also very powerful. He ate Wang Gan. I watched as he plunged his sharp nails directly into Wang Gan's heart and pulled out his heart. A dead man's heart has long ceased to beat. He just ate it. However, I saw Wang Gan's ghost energy, and it all entered his body. Hahaha, he wanted to kill Wang Gan, but Wang Gan walked out of this hotel with his body and walked out of this cage. Cage! Hum! This place is locked up for us, no matter how beautiful it is, what's the use? How many men can come to the sixteenth floor in a year? How many will go to bed with me? ”

I was shocked by her words. The reason why Zong Sheng ignored me was because he ate Wang Gan, and Wang Gan entered his body and replaced him. No wonder he doesn't care about me hurting me at all. That Zong Sheng, is it Zong Sheng or Wang Gan now? Wang Gan borrowed Zong Sheng's body to get out of the hotel, what was he going to do? Wang Gan left, did he mean that the Shen family's array was broken? The main thing is, where is Zong Sheng now? If he is completely controlled by Wang Gan, to kill people and rob, the police can directly beat him to death.