Chapter 7: Mirror Trick
It was a cold room with a tightly covered window.
The table was filled with beer bottles.
The mirrors on the walls were all shattered.
Wang Xiang has been lying here for almost a week.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the only light source in the room, and typed a few words tremblingly.
"Madman Li, do you believe in ghosts?"
……
Black Eight Restaurant is a good and affordable place nearby.
Before the madman arrived, Wang Xiang was already sitting there.
With a height of 1.83 meters, long hair, and a sturdy figure, it is a perfect object.
That's right, it's long hair, and I started growing it in my sophomore year.
At that time, several people were planning to grow long hair, but he was the only one who succeeded.
Boredom playing with the fork, I saw Li Madman walk in, as if he had met a savior.
"Tiezi, I'm going to be tortured to death."
"The other night, when I went to take a shower, I looked in the mirror, but I didn't expect me to move in the mirror!"
"I was washing my hair, but he was smiling at me!"
"And went in circles!"
"For the last few days, I have been able to see him in the mirror every day!"
"Sometimes they greet me, sometimes they grimace at me."
"It's like coming out of a mirror."
Madman Li looked at his hair, and some of the roots had turned red.
His fear, absorbed by a certain imp, was turning towards ghost power.
Yes, it's pretty pure.
Knowing that it was a mirror ghost, Madman Li was slightly relieved.
No matter what era it is, the mirror ghost is the existence of the five scum of war.
The only thing he could absorb was the fear of ignorance.
But if you know something, you can knock it down with a fist.
Just like this little fool in front of you.
In front of him did not yet know how to run.
Li Madman touched Wang Xiang's hair, and the ghost power in his body worked slightly, so he absorbed all the red ghost power, and pulled out this little ghost by the way.
That's right, before it takes shape, the mirror ghost can only hide in the hair.
Pulled out of the base, the little ghost screamed, twisting his body desperately, trying to escape.
It looks like... A writhing red foam water balloon.
Wang Xiang was startled by the child-like cry.
"Damn, this is...?"
"It's the little ghost who bothers you!"
Wang Xiang's eyes widened, and a finger tentatively poked.
Soft, a bit like jelly.
He suddenly became angry.
Mad, he hadn't slept in days.
Every time in his dreams, he dreams that the room is full of mirrors, and a bunch of mirrors of himself are laughing at him.
Sometimes I wake up and fall asleep again, and the dream inside can still be connected.
"How dare you come back?"
This is the exact words of the mirror.
Who would have thought that this little ghost would do it?
"Actually, it's not a big deal, as long as you don't have any fear of him, this mirror ghost is just an ornament."
Li Maniac controlled it in the palm of his hand to prevent the little things from running away.
Wang Xiang thought about it, indeed, although it looked scary sometimes, this little ghost really didn't do anything to hurt him.
I thought I was going to eat him bite by bite, but now that I think about it, his grandmother's didn't have the ability.
He was still frightened for several days.
Wang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
"But, little Lizi, how do you have the ability to catch such a thing?"
That's when he thought about it.
Madman Li didn't reply, and asked rhetorically:
"Want to learn? Call the master and I'll teach you. ”
"I want to be beautiful!"
Wang Xiang pursed his lips.
"Boss, bring me a roast duck dragon!"
The two of them hadn't seen each other for about half a month, and they chatted a little about their situation.
"Gynecology Department of Ruoshui City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"Department of General Surgery, Zhao'an Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
I don't know when the next meeting will be.
After living together for a year, I am still a little reluctant.
Wang Xiang actually wanted to ask Li Madman if he had any special skills?
It's like the ability played in the movie, or the kind of Maoshan ghost hunter.
The idea was filtered through my head and canceled again.
This kind of thing is someone's secret, and if you ask rashly, no matter how familiar you are, it is impossible for anyone to tell you.
It's a blessing to be able to help yourself out of this problem.
"Dude, don't forget me when you become the dean in the future!"
"Wait until you become a gynecological saint!"
……
After a short period of sadness, it is indifferent to parting.
They are all adults, and no one has something they can't let go.
Everyone knows that no one will be with them for a lifetime.
Two intersecting straight lines, after a brief period of approach, will only get farther and farther away.
On the way home, I quickly left this little emotion behind.
The mirror ghost struggled in his hands.
Although it has no combat power, the mirror ghost still has a little other role.
For example, pure ghost power.
It's like a converter.
Transform some negative emotions into ghost powers that can be absorbed.
If he wasn't there, Wang Xiang would have been tortured for a few days at most, and when the negative emotions were almost gone, the mirror ghost would leave to find the next target.
It took about ten people to absorb the negative emotions provided by almost ten people before they moved towards the mature stage of mirror ghosts.
At that time, the mirror ghost would be a little lethal.
It is only when it reaches the mature stage that the mirror ghost will transform.
Now, it's just a little jelly-like thing.
I bought two pieces of sandpaper on the side of the road, the one that the iron man used to wipe his buttocks.
When I got home, I made a basket out of sandpaper for the mirror ghost.
Then just throw it in.
It is best to preserve this kind of mirror ghost in a jade container, but now the conditions are harsh, and there is not so much extra money, so it will be enough to use inferior sandpaper.
Jade is equivalent to the villa built for him.
Sandpaper, it's the equivalent of letting him live in the toilet.
It's better to live than nothing!