Behind...... Nothing.

But this could not alleviate the fear in Xiaobao's heart, because he followed Su Zhiyuan's line of sight, and a shadow appeared on the wall.

He didn't know how to describe the shadow.

All in all very high, very high.

It's like being pulled up by some force and hanging in the air.

The shadow shook slightly.

"Crunch—"

The pupils shrank suddenly, and Xiaobao suddenly realized what the shadow was, it was a ....... The man who hanged himself!

But there was nothing around the shadow.

It's Chen Yao.......

Chen Yao left the dance studio 10 years ago and came to the room she is in today.

Through a mirror.

What's even more terrifying is that I can't see her with my naked eyes.

"Crunch—"

The shadows shook again, and strangely, they seemed to be closer.

Under such extreme conditions, Xiaobao is not sure if it is his own delusion or if it is true.

In short, Chen Yao's appearance directly brought the already confusing plot to the climax.

"Crunch—"

"Crunch—"

The frequency of the shadow shaking became faster and faster, and Xiaobao was in a cold sweat, and he didn't even dare to blink.

He was already certain that the Shadow was indeed approaching them in an unbelievable way, and that the end result would undoubtedly be to kill them.

It's like a person in a mirror.

Thinking of this, Xiaobao subconsciously glanced at the mirror behind him with his peripheral vision, and a terrifying scene appeared.

The person who was already dead in the mirror turned around without realizing it, and came to the mirror, staring at him with lifeless eyes.

Malevolent, twisted, mad.......

It was as if he could grab him in as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Xiaobao was so frightened that his eyes bulged out of his sockets and he was about to fall out, but his mouth was covered by Su Zhiyuan, and he could only let out a helpless whining.

Su Zhiyuan obviously also noticed the anomaly behind him, and his gaze kept scanning around.

According to other players and his own understanding of nightmares, there will never be a certain death situation in nightmares, and there will definitely be a way to live.

It's just that as time goes on, the hope of survival becomes more and more slim.

Sheng...... Where exactly......

The shadows were already less than 3 meters away from them, and their speed was still increasing, and the sound of "crunching" sounded alternately, like a spell to kill.

Up to half a minute......

No! For up to 20 seconds, the shadow can touch their body.

Xiaobao couldn't help it, and the instinct to survive overwhelmed everything.

He gestured to Su Zhiyuan frantically with his eyes.

The shadows are in the opposite direction to the door, and if they are fast enough, they will be able to rush out.

But Su Zhiyuan was unmoved, he didn't seem to care about other people's opinions at all, this was an extremely egoistic person, and this would kill him, at least Xiaobao thought so.

Su Zhiyuan's gaze suddenly stopped as he swept in one direction.

There was a large wooden box there.

But at this moment, the cover that should have been closed was turned outward, and Zhen Jian inside was ..... It's gone.

A thick trail of blood was left on the ground, starting from the chest and ending in front of the mirror.

It's as if ...... Zhen Jian was dragged into the mirror by something.

A light flashed in Su Zhiyuan's eyes.

"Crunch—"

The sound of friction like substance sounded again, and it was so close that Xiaobao broke free of Su Zhiyuan's hand, grabbed the latter's wrist with his backhand, and was about to use his brute force to run away with Su Zhiyuan.

But what he didn't expect was that he didn't pull Su Zhiyuan at all, and Su Zhiyuan's body seemed to be rooted on the ground.

Opposite.

He was pulled back by the force of his hand, and he fell backwards, straight down against the mirror.

Without hearing the mirror shattering, or anything to crack his jaw, he opened his eyes in a trance, realizing that he was back outside the room.

Beneath your feet is a sandy field.

He propped his hands on the ground and got up with a grunt.

"Huh?"

After getting up, Xiaobao was stunned, and then slowly lowered his head, looking at his palm, which ...... Covered with sand, as well as ...... Sticky blood.

He looked at the sand in a daze, and was horrified to find a bloody corpse lying beside him.

His first reaction was that Ah Yuan was plotted by a ghost in order to save himself.

Just as he was about to squat down and try to see if he could save it, Su Zhiyuan's voice came from behind him, "It's Zhen Jian......"

"Ah Yuan!" Xiaobao was pleasantly surprised.

At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he understood that Ah Yuan's choice was right, and it was terrible to look at in the mirror, but it was actually the only way to survive.

If they choose the direction of the door to break through, the two of them may have already sacrificed their jaws at this moment.

After figuring out this, Xiaobao stared at Zhen Jianren who was lying on the ground, his eyes were in a trance, and he asked, "Ah Yuan, why did he die here?" ”

Su Zhiyuan was silent for a long time, "He crawled out by himself." ”

Xiaobao's eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "This thing is like this, and it can still climb out by itself?" ”

"It's because of him that he is like this," Su Zhiyuan's tone was calm, "to escape." ”

Slowly, Xiaobao seemed to have figured out something, "Ah Yuan," he said with a strange expression, "What do you mean....... It was because he had no eyes and could not see those sights that he was able to choose the right path and finally escape. ”

"Hmm," Su Zhiyuan turned around and looked at the room he had escaped from just now.

Xiaobao followed his line of sight and was surprised to find that the door was wide open, not closed at all, and ...... There was no sign of the dark red curtains in the room being opened.

The huge body began to tremble, Xiao Bao's throat rolled, and it took a long time for a voice to come out, "So...... What we've seen before...... Are they all illusions? ”

A clear bloodstain spread out in front of the door, which was left by Zhen Jianren's crawling, looking hideous and abnormal.

Xiaobao realized that Li San was a ghost, and Zhen Jian actually followed Li San to the dangerous equipment room and was not dead, and the reason for this had to be investigated.

Nowadays, it seems that the way ghosts kill people is to use mirrors to create illusions, and eventually kill people who fall into illusions.

He thought carefully that there was a dusty mirror in the dormitory where the woman with heavy makeup died, the sea died in front of the mirror in the men's bathroom, and the archive room where Li San died...... There is also a square mirror hanging on the wall.

I see......

Mirror...... is the biggest taboo in this mission.

"Ah Yuan," Xiaobao said in a painful tone, "Then in order to survive, do we have to ...... ...... too" He looked at Zhen Jian, who was dead on the ground, with a very frightened expression.

"If you want to dig out your eyes, dig it," Su Zhiyuan replied, "I won't dig anyway." ”

After a few seconds, he added: "I have beautiful eyes, and many customers have come to me for these eyes, and they praise me for the light in my eyes, like the male god in their dreams, and they want to give me ......."

"Ah Yuan, ......" Xiaobao, who escaped from death, heard that his brain was buzzing, and he couldn't wait to sew it on his mouth, "Brother Zhen Jian is still here, can you respect him!" ”