Chapter 17: I'm Really Dead

When the window is cloudy sideburns, the mirror appliqué yellow.

This is a poem describing a woman's makeup, but this moment is so weird and appropriate for Su Le.

It's just that the gender is wrong, Su Le is a man.

It's just that the time is wrong, it's early in the morning.

……

……

After putting on makeup, Su Le let out a brisk woman's coquettish laughter, and then she stood up, walked to the wardrobe, and took out a cheongsam embroidered with peonies in jujube.

Su Le took the cheongsam and walked to the dresser for a few strokes, with a satisfied expression on his face, and then began to take off the clothes on his body.

Because of the forehead of the schoolbag, Su Le took off the schoolbag first, and when the schoolbag was taken off, because after taking out the peachwood sword before, he did not zip the schoolbag, and the schoolbag shook and the incense niche inside slipped out.

The incense niche fell to the ground, the floor turned black, and a scorching smell began to permeate, smelling the scorching smell, Su Le's body trembled a few times, and his expression gradually returned to clarity.

Shout!

The moment his expression returned to clarity, Su Le picked up the incense niche on the ground and hugged it in his arms, and at the same time picked up the peach wood sword on his side with one hand, and the whole person took a few steps back, staring at the dresser with a look of vigilance.

He has a complete memory of his behavior just now, and the accurate description is that his body is controlled by some mysterious force, and he himself is like a bystander, watching his every move.

This mirror is weird!

Su Le was very happy at the moment, glad that he had brought out the incense shrine, without the smell of burnt just now, he couldn't take back the control of his body.

"Ancestors, not only will there be festivals in the future, I will burn incense for you every day, you are still reliable."

Silently grateful to his ancestors in his heart, Su Le didn't run away immediately, because his task had not been completed.

His body was controlled because his hand touched the mirror, so he could change the way and directly carry the entire dresser away.

With an idea, Su Le was about to act, when the picture in the mirror suddenly changed.

The blood red color faded, and a woman wearing a cheongsam was revealed in the mirror, without showing her face, only the place below the woman's neck in the mirror.

The woman in the mirror was constantly moving, and Su Le looked at it for a while and understood that the woman was the owner of the house, because the woman was holding flowers and inserting them into the vase in the house one by one at the moment.

Flower arrangement, pruning of flower branches......

From the woman's brisk movements, Su Le can feel that this is a person who loves flowers and has a talent for flower arrangement.

A beautiful red flower was inserted into the vase under the woman's hand, and after all this, the woman walked back to the bedroom and began to change her clothes.

At this scene, Su Le's eyes narrowed slightly.

The figure is really good.

This mirror can still handle this.

After changing her clothes, the woman seemed to hear some business, walked out of the bedroom, and walked to the door, which was just pushed open, and another figure walked in.

It's still only from the neck down, but you can tell it's a man by its shape.

The man is back?

Seeing the woman hugging the man, Su Le also had a judgment on the man's identity in his heart.

When the man entered the house, the woman and the man seemed to communicate something, and after a while the woman sat on the sofa in the living room and sorted out the bottles.

The man walked into the bedroom, walked to the dresser, opened the drawer, took out a silver-white hairpin from it, and then clasped it in the palm of his right hand, and walked out of the bedroom.

The woman was sitting on the sofa in the hall at the moment and continued to fiddle with her flower arrangement, and it could be seen from the rotation of her body that the woman knew that the man was out of the bedroom, but after a while, she continued to turn back, concentrating on fiddling with the flower arrangement.

The man walked behind the woman, leaned over, and pressed his head against the woman's long hair, still unable to see his face, but Su Le's pupils were dilated at this moment.

Because in the mirror, the man leaned over his face against the woman's hair, but his right hand was raised high, and the hairpin was held in his hand.

The hairpin was emitting a cold light at this moment, but it was a pity that the woman was unaware of all this.

Just when the woman put the flowers in the bottle and was about to turn back after pruning, the man's hairpin held high stabbed the back of the woman's hand.

The hairpin pierced the back of the woman's hand, and blood splattered out, so you can imagine how hard the man worked.

This man is so ruthless!

Su Le felt a little chill in his heart, and the mirror had also changed at this moment, cracks appeared on the mirror surface, and after just a few seconds, it was like a spider's web crawling all over the mirror.

The crack was getting bigger and bigger, so big that Su Le felt that he could put his hand into it, and the objects shown in the mirror were more like being placed behind the crack at the moment, and they were real.

Looking at the items displayed behind the cracks in the mirror, Su Le finally knew what the Time Mailbox wanted him to bring back.

Behind the mirror, only a palm with a hairpin is left at this moment.

The woman's palm.

Su Le's eyes flickered, but he didn't hesitate for long, and the person walked towards the mirror, and at the same time, a voice appeared in his mind tempting him.

"Take me away, take me away!"

Su Le's hand slowly stretched out, gradually approaching the mirror, and when he was about to touch the mirror, he exerted his force violently, with a lightning speed, deep into the crack, grabbed the hairpin, and then pulled it out violently.

The hairpin was pulled out, Su Le did not hesitate, and immediately retreated, and at the moment when the hairpin was pulled out, the palm of the hand actually moved, and the little thumb hooked towards Su Le.

it!

Looking at the movement of the palm, Su Le didn't care about anything, grabbed the hosta and ran, running towards the door as fast as he could, and running downstairs.

In one breath, he ran out of the corridor, and Su Le didn't look back until he ran out of the community and ran to a place with street lights, and then stopped.

He was right!

When he first saw the bloody palm in the mirror, he thought that the palm that Time Mailbox wanted him to bring back, but then he thought that if the palm and the hairpin could be counted as the same, and the hairpin and the palm could be counted as the same separately.

So, he planned to take out the hairpin first.

The hairpin was pulled out, and seeing the reaction of the palm, Su Le was sure that the mailbox asked him to bring back was definitely not the palm.

The palm of the hand is too evil to touch.

It is impossible for the mailbox to give itself a task that cannot be completed.

This hairpin is more like a kind of seal, sealing the palm of the hand.

What will be the consequences of pulling out the hairpin, will that palm break out of the mirror, Su Le can't care so much now,

Take a taxi and get back home.

Su Le looked at the hairpin in his hand, from the outside, this was a very ordinary hairpin, and he didn't see anything special.

"Time Mail told me to bring it back, and now that I've brought it back, what's next?"

After observing for a long time and not seeing any effect, Su Le clicked on the time mailbox software and found that the email he sent tomorrow could be clicked.

Without any hesitation, Su Le clicked on the email.

[I'm dead!] 】

[Not in the ruins, but in reality, the real death.] 】

[If you can receive this email, you should have completed the task of the time mailbox release and resurrected me. 】

[Don't ask me why I'm dead and still send you an email, the mailbox rules don't allow me to reveal it.] 】

Seeing this, Su Le's pupils shrank, and the time mailbox would issue a task, and it turned out to be his own death tomorrow.

Is your life in danger today?

[Use it, use that ruin experience card, become a transcendent, and stop ......]