On the outskirts of Dayue City, this is a relatively remote rural area.

Of course, the remoteness of this place is only relative to the bustling city center of Guangdong, but it doesn't seem so backward, but rather a little trendy.

At a glance, every household has built a small western-style building, and even a few have built a small rural villa, at a glance, although the houses are big and small, but the overall look is very neat, arranged and scattered.

Yang Jianguo is a native of the countryside here, although he looks a little old on the outside, but his actual age is not very old, all because he went out to work as a coolie when he was a child.

However, it is precisely because of this that he was able to save some money, although there was no way to buy a house in the city, but with this money, he was able to build a three-story small western-style house in the village.

The land is shared in this village, so Yang Jianguo still has spare money after building a house, so that the village matchmaker can introduce an object, and after some understanding, it is logical to get married and have children, although the life is not rich and expensive, but in general, it is also happy.

At this time, Yang Jianguo was lying on a recliner on the roof of his western-style building, swaying leisurely, holding a bamboo tube in one hand and a lighter in the other, and there were some tobacco shredded in sealed plastic bags under the recliner.

Yang Jianguo stopped the shaking of the recliner and sat up straight, grabbed some tobacco from the plastic bag, and then stuffed it into the small copper pipe in the middle of the bamboo tube, and then used a lighter to shine it tightly.

Mars suddenly rose, Yang Jianguo hurriedly stepped forward, his mouth aimed at the top opening of the bamboo tube, and sucked hard, and a "gurgling" sound instantly sounded in the entire bamboo tube, as if the water was boiling.

"Whew~!"

Yang Jianguo squinted his eyes and spit out smoke with some enjoyment.

After repeating this three or four times, Yang Jianguo put down the bamboo tube in his hand and continued to lie on the recliner and shake it, babbling and humming a song in his mouth.

It's just that Yang Jianguo looks leisurely and carefree on the surface, but in fact, he is a little uncomfortable in his heart.

This unhappiness is not because he or his family has anything to do, but because Yang Jianguo has always felt that the atmosphere in the village is a little strange recently.

And this feeling did not come out of nowhere, but has been felt in the last month or so.

The most obvious manifestation is that the neighbors who walk the streets and alleys on weekdays have not greeted him much recently. Sometimes when I am idle and bored, I go to talk to them, but those neighbors who are usually familiar with me seem to have lost their memory and forget many things.

And since the beginning of the year, it has been said that the land temple in the village will be repaired, and it is almost the end of the year, and there is no Tokyo in the village, and other people do not think it is strange.

When I went to the village chief and the village elders to talk to them about this matter, the village chief and the village elders always seemed to answer the wrong questions, and I didn't know if it was my own delusion or some other reason.

"Lao Yang, the water is boiling, don't smoke that damn thing, hurry down and take a shower!"

Just when Yang Jianguo was thinking about things a little confused, suddenly there was a shouting voice from the staircase, it was Yang Jianguo's wife who was calling him to go down and take a bath.

"It's coming!" Yang Jianguo came back to his senses and responded, and when he stood up, he looked up at the night again, and then sighed: "Comfortable!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jianguo hurried down.

Yang Jianguo didn't find it, maybe because he was a little anxious when he got up just now, and the recliner was still swaying after he left. There was no weight pressed on it, and the rickety recliner deviated from its trajectory.

"Knock~!"

The foot of the recliner touched the bamboo tube placed on the ground, and the bamboo tube fell down in response, and then a stream of water slowly flowed out along the large and small holes of the bamboo tube.

The water looked a little dark, and I don't know if it was because of the sky or because of the tobacco toxin.

The water slowly spread along the ground, gradually inverting the stars and moon in the sky.

Suddenly.

There was a ripple on the water, and then a pitch-black figure flickered past the water, so fast that it had disappeared into the water almost in the blink of an eye.

However, the strange thing is that at this moment, on the rooftop of this building, there is no one at all, and Yang Jianguo has already gone downstairs before.

The night breeze blew by, and it seemed to sound a cry.

Inside the bathroom on the second floor.

After Yang Jianguo put away his change of clothes, he took off the clothes on his body and put them directly in the washing machine.

"Forget it, it's not my turn to repair it, the village chief is not in a hurry, I am not in a hurry, anyway, I have reminded them many times." Yang Jianguo said to himself while turning on the shower on the side.

The roaring water flowed out of the shower, washing over Yang Jianguo's body.

A half-human-high rectangular mirror hung on the washstand in the bathroom, facing Yang Jianguo, who was taking a bath.

Yang Jianguo glanced at himself in the mirror, took care of himself and posed for a few bodybuilding displays that he had seen on the Internet, and smiled a little narcissistically: "Tut-tut, although people look older, my figure is still the same as before!" ”

Because of the frequent reasons for exercising, Yang Jianguo just looks older, and the symptoms in other aspects of his body are still quite good.

However, at this time, a strange scene appeared.

When Yang Jianguo was still posing, the "he" in the mirror that should reflect his every move did not completely follow his movements, as if there was a delay, and finally stopped directly, looking directly at Yang Jianguo who was still narcissistic with his two eyes.

Although the "Yang Jianguo" in the mirror looks exactly the same as Yang Jianguo, the feeling is much colder, and that kind of look is like he can't wait to devour Yang Jianguo, and finally licks his lips a little pervertedly.

The water was still gushing out of the shower, and the mist was rising, which not only blurred Yang Jianguo's eyes, but also covered the mirror with a thin layer of mist, so that Yang Jianguo did not notice the abnormality at the first time.

Yang Jianguo, who had been narcissistic for a while, poured shampoo on his head, closed his eyes and began to wash his hair.

But the reflection in the mirror did not make the same action as Yang Jianguo, but showed a weird smile on his face, and his dead pupils were still staring at Yang Jianguo, who was washing his hair with rhinitis outside the mirror.

Soon, in a hazy mist, the surface of the mirror began to glow with a faint red glow.

The red glow flickered, as if the bathroom was rendered with a layer of red paint, and under the light of this red glow, this originally very ordinary mirror began to change.

I saw that the surface of the shell of the scrap was slowly peeling off, as if it had been peeled off, revealing the bronze frame inside, and then obscure scarlet pattern carvings appeared on the frame.

At the same time, blood suddenly appeared in the gap between the mirror and the frame, and the blood stained the entire mirror, and the mirror began to show strange changes, the smooth mirror surface became yellowish, and there seemed to be many dark red rust particles adhered to it.

At this moment, the mirror is like a newly unearthed cultural relic, which looks very weird.

With the strange changes in the mirror, the "Yang Jianguo" presented in the mirror began to move.

It went from far to near, slowly approaching Yang Jianguo, who was washing his hair.

A cold, iron-blue hand slowly stretched out from inside the mirror.

In the hazy mist-filled bathroom, under the bright red and blood-like atmosphere, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from a strange mirror, not to mention how terrifying such a scene is.

However, at this moment, because Yang Jianguo was washing his hair with his eyes closed, his vision at this time was dark, although he felt that there seemed to be a flash of red light, but the foam from scrubbing his hair had already filled his eyes, and he didn't open his eyes immediately, and naturally he wouldn't know what kind of state the bathroom was in at the moment.

However, the cold aura that gradually spread around him, even the hot water sprayed in the shower could not be dispelled, and Yang Jianguo instinctively sensed that something seemed to be wrong.

"Wife, is that you?"

"Wife?"

As soon as Yang Jianguo shouted a few times, the hand that came out of the mirror just stopped in front of him, no more than the size of a fist away from him.

No one answered, and there was silence all around, not even the sound of the water from the shower could be heard.

At first, Yang Jianguo thought that water or foam had flowed into his ears so he couldn't hear the sound, but now it doesn't seem to be the case.

I don't know why, Yang Jianguo suddenly felt a little panicked.

People in a dark environment or a silent environment are easy to reverie some terrifying things, and Yang Jianguo is no exception.

It seems that he has made up a lot of terrifying pictures in his mind, Yang Jianguo panicked all of a sudden, and when he wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were filled with shampoo foam, he only opened them a little, and he was immersed in the eyeballs by the climbing mold, and he quickly closed his eyes again.

In desperation, Yang Jianguo could only stretch out his hand in the dark, groping left and right, trying to find a shower to wash away the foam on his face.

However, instead of touching the shower, he touched a hand.

A hand that was very cold to the touch and had sharp nails.

Yang Jianguo's heart froze, and goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body, and he even shivered.

The strange sense of touch and touch objects made his fear soar to the extreme, and his heart was beating wildly.

"Ah, who, who's there?"

Yang Jianguo shouted, his hand shook off the cold hand, and his body instinctively kept retreating, knowing that the back of his head hit the wall hard.

"Knock~!"

A strong feeling of pain came, but Yang Jianguo didn't care about this, he kept wiping his eyes with his fairly clean arms, even if the eye sockets were wiped red, and the pupils were covered with bloodshots, he didn't care.

After wiping for a while, the effect was very significant, and Yang Jianguo gradually regained his sight.

"No, no one ......" Yang Jianguo's frightened heart calmed down a little, but there was still a trace of fear and doubt on his face.

Because at this time, in his line of sight, nothing has changed, and it is extremely normal.

Except that the temperature was a little low, there was nothing abnormal, the sound could be heard again in his ears, and he didn't see any hands in front of him at all, as if everything just now was just Yang Jianguo's illusion, but he scared himself.

However, Yang Jianguo, who was secretly breathing a sigh of relief, ignored one point, that is, the mirror.

At this time, on the bathroom sink, directly opposite him, the mirror disappeared strangely!

Some people died, but not completely......