Ghost Mirror.

Yang Jian didn't even know if he could define this thing as a ghost, but it was the kind of thing that was harmless on the surface, but in fact it was a huge horror lurking in the dark, just like the human skin.

The mirror shone on him, but there was no shadow of Yang Jian.

The inside of the mirror is blank.

But all of this is under consideration, and it will take a little time for the ghost mirror to leave a person's shadow.

And within this time, Yang Jian has to finish some of the remaining things.

He first controlled the ghost shadow into his body, and at the same time untied the gold leaf wrapped around the ghost rope.

Complete the two things at the same time to ensure that you will not be controlled by the ghost and then unable to untie the ghost rope, resulting in different progress and dying in a mess.

For this time, Yang Jian didn't sleep all night last night and kept thinking about today's actions, so he was extremely cautious and cautious, not letting any detail go wrong, and even for fear of reflective things on his body, he specially borrowed a black suit from Zhang Xiangui to wear on his body, and even the camera of his mobile phone was adjusted to avoid contact between the lens and the mirror.

Now.

The only person who knows what is happening here is Wang Xiaoming in the safe house.

At this moment, the mobile phone screen in his hand showed that after Yang Jian uncovered the black cloth covering the ghost mirror, he stood in the middle of the room and untied the gold leaf wrapped around the rope around his neck, while a tall headless black figure behind him slowly stood up.

The black shadow stood strangely behind Yang Jian, motionless.

"The headless black shadow is a ghost controlled by Yang Jian, is he in control? Or is it out of control at this moment? Yang Jian wants to untie that rope now? This is completely suicide, that rope is definitely a ghost, once the restriction is unlocked, the first one will kill Yang Jian, he

At present, this state is no longer able to resist the attack of the evil ghosts. ”

"He's either going to die from the revival of the ghost now, or he's going to die from that straw rope. ”

Wang Xiaoming's gaze is uncertain, and with his research, it can be seen that Yang Jian is now entering a dead end, and he will soon meet the two conditions of death.

He couldn't figure it out, what did Yang Jian rely on to turn over this mortal situation?

Before, the chance of survival of less than 20% in Yang Jian's mouth did not exist at all, and the probability of survival in this case was zero at all.

If this can survive, unless Jesus comes into the world, the Buddha descends to earth, and the Bodhisattva manifests..... Of course, none of this is possible.

"Now...... The only thing that can reverse this mortal situation is the mirror, and there is a reason why he chose to hang himself in front of the mirror, but he didn't want to take a complete picture of that mirror to me, no, no, if he really wanted to do this, he could have changed the angle from which he couldn't shoot, and there was no need to let me know that the mirror existed. Wang Xiaoming frowned deeply.

"The only possibility is that he is taboo, he does not dare to put a camera in front of the mirror. ”

Carefully look at every detail in the video, and don't let go of any weird places, ropes, headless ghosts, mirrors..... The man who hanged himself in front of the mirror.

These messages seem to be unrelated, but Wang Xiaoming vaguely feels that a strict line is forming between them.

It's just that this line lacks the corresponding information support, and it can't be understood at all.

"I'm looking forward to you more and more now, Yang Jian. Wang Xiaoming felt an unprecedented sense of anticipation in his heart.

Yang Jian did not stop moving.

The headless ghost behind him could barely be controlled, but he could already feel the restlessness of the revival of the ghost in his body at this moment.

I don't know if the ghost can't wait to revive.

"It doesn't matter. Yang Jian didn't pay attention to this agitation, he felt that he would definitely finish the matter in front of him before the ghost in his body revived.

After that, it's up to fate.

"It's coming~!"

Suddenly.

At this moment, an extra picture suddenly appeared in the bright ghost mirror in front of Yang Jian.

A vague figure slowly walked from the depths of the mirror.

The horror of the ghost mirror begins to unfold.

The figure in the mirror was small at first, only the size of a thumb, appearing in the middle of the mirror, but as it continued to move forward, the figure grew larger and clearer.

At first, Yang Jian only saw a black blurred outline in the mirror, but when the man was halfway through, he could already see the facial features and height.

Further, when the person in the mirror was about two-thirds covered, even the style of the clothes could be seen clearly.

This is a person wearing a black suit, with a dark complexion, a stiff body, and facial features exactly the same as Yang Jian.

The person in the mirror walked towards Yang Jian like this, as if he was about to come out of it in a few moments.

Yang Jian's face was solemn, he knew that the figure in the mirror was actually a ghost, once he looked in the mirror for a long time, then he would be replaced by the ghost in the mirror, and he would enter the ghost mirror, but this ghost could get out of the mirror and come to this world.

"Let's go. ”

No more hesitation.

At this moment, the image of the headless ghost behind him slowly sank into his body like a thick mist.

Cold, numb, stiff.

With the invasion of the headless ghost, Yang Jian felt that a large area of his back had completely lost consciousness.

It's like ..... It's already dead.

And with the infiltration of the headless ghost, Yang Jian felt that his blood stopped flowing, his legs and feet lost their vitality, and finally even his heartbeat was gone.

Everywhere but the head is dead, a corpse.

When his arms lost control and hung down in mid-air.

The last piece of gold leaf wrapped around the ghost rope was torn off by him.

Now.

The ghost rope is starting to revive.

It was just an instant, Yang Jian felt the rough rope sleeve on his neck shrink suddenly, as if a pair of invisible hands were desperately tightening this rope, and his entire neck was about to be strangled, and at the same time, his body was accompanied by a headless ghost invasion, the blood all over his body stopped, his heartbeat stopped, and a strong feeling of suffocation poured into his mind.

Dizzy, almost dark in front of my eyes.

"Go, go~!"

Although Yang Jian was ready to hang himself, when he came to receive it at this moment, his instinct to survive stimulated him to constantly struggle and get out of trouble.

But the body no longer belongs to oneself, but to the headless ghost.

He could only make a gurgling sound of pain, and his body was like a hanging corpse, his hands and feet hanging limply, swaying slightly in the air.

At the same time, the person of course in the ghost mirror has completely occupied the front mirror, and its figure, appearance, and dress have become exactly the same as Yang Jian.

As Yang Jian was hoisted, the person in the mirror slowly rose, his neck raised, and his hands and feet hung down.

It mimics the way Yang Ma hanged himself.

At this moment, Yang Jian is not dead, he has an extremely painful look on his face, this feeling of being hanged alive and suffocating to death is finally realized at this moment.

There has been confusion in consciousness.

It's getting harder and clearer in front of me.

The brain is struggling to think at the moment.

It's almost dead......

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, one minute, two minutes......

The painful time felt very, very slow, but as time slowly passed, Yang Jian felt less painful, and his consciousness was rapidly lost.

After about four minutes, Yang Jian's eyes were closed, there was no movement, and the shoes on his feet fell to the ground with a click.

But according to scientific calculations, he should just pass out due to lack of oxygen to his brain, not a real death.

But the ghost rope hanging continued.

There was no way anyone would let him go at this time, so his death was a foregone conclusion.

"Dead?"

Wang Xiaoming, who was watching this scene through his mobile phone, was shocked at the moment.

He thought that the situation would change, and that there would be some turning point in the middle.

However, no.

Yang Jian hanged himself as a normal result.

Through the mobile phone, Wang Xiaoming can confirm with great certainty that Yang Jian has lost the life characteristics that a person should have, his heart has stopped, his fingers have stopped moving, and various parts of his body have begun to harden a little.

The death trait came a little quicker.

But that doesn't affect anything.

"Why did he die like this? Is there some change I don't know, or is it that Yang Jian has failed. Wang Xiaoming stared at the screen.

Ten minutes have passed since the hanging.

Yang Jian still did not move.

Twenty minutes, still no movement.

An hour passed.

It has been completely confirmed that Yang Jian is dead now, completely dead, and there may be a chance to save him after hanging for ten minutes, but after hanging for so long, Yang Jian is now a dead man.

Wang Xiaoming stared at the phone screen for more than an hour, and at this moment he couldn't help but start thinking that the changes he had made would not appear, Yang Jian was really dead, and he had failed.

After all, he only had a chance of surviving less than 20% before.

That is, the possibility of dying is very high.

"Did you lose the bet?"

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his sour eyes, and sighed weakly in his heart.

But he didn't put down his phone, still watching.

He won't put down the phone until the battery on Yang Jian's corpse is used up.

Only by seeing the end can we draw conclusions.

So many days have passed, and these few hours are not missing.

However, an hour and a half has passed, and Yang Jian in the video has not moved, his hands and feet are still hanging weakly, and his whole face is hanging peacefully in the air.

Two hours later, it was still the same.

The corpse was motionless, and the whole room seemed to be still, and those who didn't know thought they were staring at the phone screensaver.

And where Wang Xiaoming's mobile phone can't be seen.

In the ghost mirror.

The man in the mirror also hung in the air as if hanged, his hands and feet hanging down, and his face was serene.

The appearance and movements have already coincided with Yang Jian.

According to the rules of the ghost mirror, Yang Jian, who died at this time, should be resurrected in the ghost mirror, just like Zhang Wei at the beginning, and appear in the mirror after death.

But no.

The figure in the mirror did not move, and the corpse of Yang Jian outside the mirror still did not move.

The ghost that controlled Yang Jian's body did not move, and even the revived ghost rope did not move.

It's just that the quietness of it all is just a superficial phenomenon.

In fact, in the darkness that cannot be seen, the battle between demons and demons has begun.

If the ghost shadow wants to seize Yang Jian's body, he must first pass the ghost rope.

The ghost rope hung Yang Jian's corpse, and the ghost shadow couldn't control it at all, and this potential battle began.

Therefore, the revived ghost rope seems to have lost its power, and even if it is released, there is only one, if it is in normal times, this ghost rope will be densely hung in the sky.

It seems that there is no change, but in fact, there is already a change.

The ghost rope was suppressed.

Among Yang Jian's corpses, the ghost shadow had already gained the upper hand.

And to suppress the resuscitating ghost rope, it is not enough to rely on the power of the headless ghost.

At this moment, black shadows began to appear inexplicably on Yang Jian's corpse, and they became more and more intense, as if they were about to turn into darkness.

The headless ghost begins to recover.

"Tick~!"

However, three hours after Yang Jian was hanged, a drop of pitch-black ink dripped from his toe.

The video didn't capture this, as the angles weren't enough to capture all sides.

This drop of thick ink was like a part of the body of the headless ghost, forcibly separated by some force.

The ghost mirror joined.

Yang Jian was already dead at this time, and according to the current situation, he should start resurrecting.

However, the existence of ghosts has prevented all this, and in order to operate this law normally, it has become the first priority to drive out the ghosts in Yang Jian's corpse.

"Was the corpse moved a little bit just now?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that Yang Jian's body hanging in the air had a little deviation from the direction just now.

The deviation was not obvious, but he was vaguely aware of it, after all, he had been staring at it for so long.

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