"Give me your right hand, and I'll help you navigate the shadows in the ghost mirror."

Liang Xingyang looked at the conditions given by the ghost cabinet angrily.

What the ghost cupboard wants should not be his right hand, but the supernatural power of a tall black shadow.

Why does the ghost cabinet feel that the supernatural power of the tall black shadow is worth helping him control the shadow in the ghost mirror.

Is there anything else I don't know about the supernatural power of the tall black shadow.

Liang Xingyang hesitated in his heart, should he trust his previous instincts and think that the supernatural power of his right hand could help him control the mirror ghost, or should he choose to trade with the ghost cabinet to ensure that the control result was foolproof?

Since the ghost cabinet agreed, there is no such thing as a bad deal.

Liang Xingyang frowned stubbornly and wrote a line of words on the paper: "Is it okay to only take away the supernatural power of my right hand and keep my right hand?" ”

He needed to prove his conjectures.

The ghost closet gives the answer: no.

Liang Xingyang was puzzled, why did the ghost cabinet have to trade the right hand? The original body is just an ordinary and ordinary young man, and even a little tragic fate, what is there to worry about in one hand?

Puzzled, Liang Xingyang decided to drag the knife.

Try to control it yourself, and if you fail, then find a ghost cabinet to make a deal, so as not to lose.

After making up his mind, Liang Xingyang cleaned up everything in the room that could reflect light, eliminating the possibility of the shadow escaping from the ghost mirror.

Liang Xingyang closed his eyes and pondered, and hesitantly left a suicide note.

Although I didn't spend a day in this strange world, I thought it was time to leave my own traces.

In the corner, the ghost mirror looks like a bride waiting to lift her hijab, standing quietly in the corner waiting for someone to lift her hijab.

Lifting the black cloth covering the ghost mirror, Liang Xingyang's heart couldn't help beating nervously until the ghost mirror saw his appearance.

The shadow of Erzhuzi, who used to be wearing overalls and a yellow hard hat on his head, has disappeared.

The dim light in the room didn't seem to affect the ghost mirror, which was still bright and clear.

It's just that Liang Xingyang's figure hasn't been shown in the mirror.

"Huh? Did something go wrong? ”

At a time when he couldn't help but think cranky.

It takes a little time for the ghost mirror to leave a person's shadow.

Suddenly.

A strange figure stepped out of the depths of the mirror.

The figure is slowly approaching, and the size is slowly getting bigger.

The only indistinct figure that seemed to have emerged from an endless hell was his left hand, which was so pale that there was not a trace of blood.

According to the description of the original book, the ghost in the mirror actually has its own mirror image. However, contrary to the living people, the ghost in the mirror exists in the mirror, and the mirror image of the ghost exists in reality.

Now it has come out of the depths of the ghost mirror, trying to invade reality, and once it succeeds, it will replace Liang Xingyang's identity and come to reality out of the mirror.

I saw that the blurred figure began to slowly distort, gradually outlining the outline of the body.

Closer, keep closer.

The shadow transformed into Liang Xingyang's appearance.

His unattractive facial features, wearing a short-sleeved school uniform of No. 7 Middle School, his thin and upright figure was motionless, and under his short hair, there was a pair of clear eyes, as if he could see through the charm of the world.

The same condition for the shadow appearance has been completed, and the next killing pattern is triggered: the same behavior.

Liang Xingyang touched the mirror with his right hand with an agitated mood.

At the same time, the shadow's left hand flicked stiffly, trying to get close to the mirror.

Liang Xingyang cheered up and stimulated the supernatural power of his right hand to the greatest extent, and his whole hand seemed to turn into a black shadow, and he grabbed the wrist of the shadow mirror image violently.

Caught it.

Yang Jian once used the headless ghost shadow to submerge into the ghost mirror to rescue Zhang Wei, who was resurrected by the ghost mirror.

Liang Xingyang's hand carried supernatural power, and he unbelievably succeeded in grabbing the hand of the shadow mirror.

The shadow's hand had no living elastic skin, like a dry piece of rotten wood.

If he catches the shadow out of the ghost mirror, his intuition tells him that the ghost mirror will have unimaginable supernatural phenomena, so let him control the shadow.

It's not unfounded.

After Yang Jian hanged himself in the original book, the headless ghost and the shadow in the ghost mirror fought for Yang Jian's corpse, and the two ghosts used the corpse as a medium to compete with each other.

Until the last moment, the ghost mirror cracked a crack, and the headless ghost shadow was affected by the ghost mirror and fell into a crash.

Liang Xingyang's intuition came from this detail, and his strong sixth sense told him that this attempt was very likely to succeed, so he dared to play with the shadow in the ghost mirror.

But at this time, he found that no matter how hard his right hand tried, he couldn't break through the isolation power of the ghost mirror.

The ghost mirror was stopping him.

The mechanism of the ghost mirror does not allow the shadow to run out of reality in advance, and Liang Xingyang's move violates the mechanism of the ghost mirror.

Obviously, the supernatural power of his right hand alone could not break through the shackles of the ghost mirror.

Liang Xingyang weakly let go of the hand that was holding the shadow, and quickly retreated from the mirror space.

Time passed minute by minute, and the shadow in the ghost mirror was still staring directly at Liang Xingyang.

As the time passed, the shadow got closer and closer to him, and the look in his eyes became more and more like him.

Soon, there will be two identical people in this world.

The next moment.

At the last moment, Liang Xingyang was disappointed to cover the ghost mirror with a black cloth and gave up the operation.

Perhaps when the mirror space is opened, the two touch each other and unexpected supernatural phenomena can occur.

If he fails, Liang Xingyang will find it difficult to accept the serious consequences of being imprisoned in the ghost mirror.

When it came to the end, he didn't want to gamble!

Liang Xingyang's eyes were cold, and he tore the suicide note that was put aside into shreds, just like he had just torn up his study plan after crossing over and discovering the terminal illness of his body.

In this mystical revival world, since they are all dead, what do you do with your traces? Looking forward to being conjured by Taiping Ancient Town?

Let Yang Jian use a firewood knife to trigger the media to investigate the cause of his death?

It doesn't make sense!

It's the meaning of living.

He decided.

Make a deal with the ghost closet.

It's just a matter of taking some precautions in advance.

Liang Xingyang carried the ghost mirror to the toilet, lifted the black cloth and let the ghost mirror shine on him again, so that the disappeared shadow resurfaced his appearance.

Just this time!

Liang Xingyang turned the ghost mirror towards the mirror in the toilet, which was also the only reflective object left in this room.

Take the initiative to release the shadow in the ghost mirror and transfer him into the toilet mirror.

The shadow slowly appeared in the toilet mirror, and unbelievably, it was looking for someone with numb and cold eyes, and it took a step and disappeared into the toilet mirror.

Liang Xingyang didn't care, he knew that the mirror ghost was wandering around him, just like following Zhang Wei in the original book, but he couldn't see his existence.

As long as you avoid this toilet mirror, the mirror ghost's kill mechanic will not continue to be triggered in this room.

Recover the ghost mirror with a black cloth and place it back in the corner.

Liang Xingyang came to the ghost cupboard, opened the door of the lower cupboard, gritted his teeth and put his right hand in.

Invisible to him, out of the darkness deep in the wooden cupboard stretched out a greasy ghost hand that exuded an icy aura, much like skin and flesh after being removed from the bones, like a boneless phoenix claw, and gently grasped his wrist.

It's a strange ghost.

Liang Xingyang resisted the urge to draw his right hand and let the ghost in the wooden cupboard hold it.

The door above the ghost cabinet began to shake slightly, and blood oozed from several cracks. No, it's not blood coming out of the cupboard, it's blood coming out of the wood of the cupboard.

The old, gray wood was dyed scarlet, and the bright color of blood soon covered the entire wooden cupboard.

The strange wooden cupboard that has been silent for a hundred years, redressed with blood, is about to see the light of day again.

The transaction is ongoing.

After only three minutes, the old, gray wooden cabinet seemed to be repainted and turned bright scarlet. The ghost animal has a new look, and something that has been silent for hundreds of years has reappeared in this world.

At this time, a black line appeared on Liang Xingyang's right hand, which quickly spread to the shoulder, and soon a circle of rot marks appeared on the shoulder, and his right hand was like a dismantled part, which was taken away by the ghost cupboard.

The lower cabinet door slammed shut.

Liang Xingyang looked indifferently at the disappeared right hand, and the unconscious left hand, as if the two hands were not disabled.

When the lower door of the ghost cabinet opened again, a note was moved out of it.

Two conditions for one requirement.

The ghost cabinet made a request, indicating that it agreed to help Liang Xingyang control the shadow in the mirror.

Liang Xingyang looked down and saw a line of black handwriting on the note: find his head in three months.

A yin wind blew, and the note turned over.

On the back is a color photograph.