Zhou Shiwei, who was hiding behind the fence, didn't dare to make a sound, and secretly observed this ancient mirror, thinking to himself, is it really so valuable?

The mirror feels pretty good to the touch, Zhou Shiwei looked at himself, in the dark, he could only vaguely see a shadow in the mirror.

Suddenly, there was a burst of mist on the mirror, and Zhou Shiwei reached out to wipe it, but before he could touch the mirror, a withered arm jumped out of the mirror.

That arm was infinitely strong, and tightly pinched Zhou Shiwei's neck.

Zhou Shiwei's eyes widened and he wanted to ask for help, but his neck was pinched so hard that he couldn't make a sound at all, and he couldn't even shout.

He slapped that arm desperately, and his heart was already terrified, what kind of evil thing was this? Why does a hand suddenly appear in the mirror to attack you?

Eventually, without resistance, he was sucked into the mirror, leaving only a quaint mirror behind the fence.

Behind another fence, Wu Jun seemed to sense something, and he whispered:

"Brother? What are you doing? ”

No one answered him, and there was silence in the courtyard.

This made Wu Jun faintly uneasy, he wanted to go over to take a look, but he was afraid that some movement would alarm Shi Xin upstairs.

A few minutes later, the lights on the second floor were finally turned off, and Wu Jun quietly walked out from behind the fence, and he hurriedly ran to Zhou Shiwei's hiding place to see if something had happened.

The fence where Zhou Shiwei was hiding was now empty, and when Wu Jun came to check, he only saw a mirror that fell on the ground, but he didn't see Zhou Shiwei.

"Brother, are you there?" Wu Jun shouted quietly.

Suddenly, Wu Jun saw a mirror that had fallen to the ground.

He looked around, quickly picked up the mirror, and couldn't help frowning and thinking.

There is a small place behind the fence where he can hide, if Zhou Shiwei walks out, he can see it immediately, besides, Zhou Shiwei loves money like his life, how could he throw away the priceless mirror and run away alone?

What was it that made Zhou Shiwei not even want a mirror and fled in a hurry? Wu Jun couldn't figure it out anyway.

Wu Jun always thought that Zhou Shiwei had escaped, and it was impossible for him to disappear out of thin air, right?

Since Zhou Shiwei threw down the mirror and fled, and the lights on the second floor were extinguished, then this mirror fell into his hands, it might as well ......

Wu Jun's eyes lit up, and he was greedy and wanted to monopolize the mirror.

"Wu Jun, Wu Jun~"

A faint voice rang out.

Wu Jun was startled, hurriedly looked around, and asked vigilantly, "Who, who is calling me?" ”

"Wu Jun, come with me~"

The voice was eerie, as if it had come from hell.

Wu Jun's cold hair stood up, this is too weird, there is obviously no one nearby, but this voice can always linger in his ears.

"Wu Jun~"

This time, Wu Jun really heard that the voice actually came from the mirror?

Wu Jun walked out of the fence, found a well-lit place, and looked into the mirror.

The person reflected in the mirror is not himself, but Zhou Shiwei!!

"Didn't he run away?" Wu Jun shouted in horror.

The picture in the mirror is really weird, Zhou Shiwei's face is pale, his eyes are dripping with blood, and he calls out gloomily:

"Wu Jun, come with me~"

Wu Jun's scalp was numb in an instant, and he wanted to throw away this strange mirror, but unfortunately it was too late, and a withered arm slowly reached out and held Wu Jun's hand tightly.

"Don't, don't, ah!!"

Accompanied by Wu Jun's screams, he was also pulled into the mirror, and the mirror "clanged" to the ground, and the courtyard fell into silence again.

On the second floor, Shi Xinteng, who had not yet fallen asleep, sat up, how could he not hear Wu Jun's screams so loudly?

He didn't turn on the light, but quietly leaned down to the window to watch, the cry was too miserable, Shi Xin didn't dare to act rashly, he felt that the thief must have been discovered, and then committed murder.

Through the window, Shi Xin found that there was nothing in the courtyard, only the mirror on the ground.

"What's going on? Didn't the thief take the mirror with him? Shi Xin thought suspiciously.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw a lot of blood spreading out of the mirror.

Slowly, slowly, the blood flooded the mirror, and then two withered hands stretched out from the blood, which were not bones, but looked more like tree branches, with torn strips of cloth hanging from them.

Immediately after, an unkempt humanoid monster came out, grinding its teeth, and said in a pubic voice:

"Dugu, lonely, you used the price of your life to seal me into the three-life mirror, and buried it deep for three hundred years, you can't imagine that three hundred years later, someone will dig out the three-life mirror!"

In between its words, blood pooled on its body, forming a pair of cloak like bat wings.

Shi Xin, who was by the window on the second floor, was covering his mouth at the moment, not daring to take a breath, his eyes were staring at the boss, he didn't understand at all, why is there such a humanoid monster that can talk in the world?

Shi Xin was frightened, he heard the monster's words clearly just now, originally it was sealed in the mirror by a person named Dugu, and then brought out by himself? If it's a monster that harms people, isn't it a sinner who unleashed it?

The humanoid ghost creature downstairs seemed to be particularly weak, and it casually released the Gangfeng, shook off the three-life mirror, and then said:

"It's all to blame for this damn demon slayer, who sealed me for three hundred years and sucked away all my Taoism, and now if I meet an ordinary demon hunter, I may not be his opponent, I have to quickly recover my strength."

The ghosts are very afraid of the breath of the Demon Slayer Hundred Weapons, but they can't destroy the Demon Slayer Hundred Weapons, so they can only take a detour when they encounter it.

It's the same with the ghost thing that comes out of this mirror, it can only shake off the demon slayer and pray that it won't be encountered again in the next few days, otherwise with its current strength, it will definitely be killed in minutes.

After the withered ghost finished speaking, he licked his tongue and looked up at the window, he had just sucked two people and made it feel extremely wonderful, if he could, he really wanted to kill all the humans in this vicinity, in that way, he should be able to recover more than half of his strength back then.

When Shi Xin saw that the dry ghost was actually looking at him, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground, he trembled in fear, crawled with a roll, and ran out of the room, wanting to escape through the back door.

"Bang!"

As soon as Shi Xin escaped from this room, the window burst open, and the withered ghost instigated the pair of bat-winged cloaks and broke in directly through the window, and the withered ghost smiled proudly:

"Hey, hey, hey...... I haven't eaten for three hundred years, and today I must eat openly, fresh food, you run slowly. ”

Shi Xin heard the sound of glass breaking, his soul flew up in fright, he quickened his pace, went out the back door of the first floor, and ran wildly in the alley.

He was still shouting, hoping that his neighbors would hear his cries for help.

But now it's the middle of the night, it's more than two o'clock in the morning, the small county town is not as good as the big city, at this point, basically everyone is asleep, who can hear Shi Xin's shout?

I don't know if it's out of banter, or if there really doesn't have much strength left, the dry ghost actually let Shi Xin run away and shout, it followed Shi Xin's back unhurriedly, and the distance slowly approached, giving Shi Xin great psychological pressure.