Chapter 3 Don't look in the mirror when changing clothes
Before a fork in the road, Ye Dong walked straight to the right.
Seeing this, Zhou Li quickly stopped him, pointed to the street sign at the corner and asked, "Classmate Ye, why are you taking the small road? The sign clearly says go straight."
"Oh, you are talking about this road. It was blocked last night." Ye Dong explained helplessly: "I don't know the specific reason. I heard that it was an underground natural gas pipeline explosion."
After saying this, he looked around and found no one, and said softly: "Of course this is the official statement. I heard from the old man who lives there that there was no pipe explosion at all! There is a ghost!"
…
late at night.
"Bang, bang,..."
Old man Zhao rubbed his eyes and shouted cursingly: "Who doesn't sleep at night? Don't you know that the elderly sleep lightly?"
"Bang, bang, bang..." Several gunshots were heard amidst his curses.
As a person who came from the war era and served as a militiaman for several years, Mr. Zhao instantly recognized that the sound was a gunshot, a real gun! It was not a firecracker or a firecracker.
He immediately took out his mobile phone and called the police: "Hey, 110? We have someone shooting on the street with a gun. Send someone over quickly. It's on Xingping Road, yes, Xingping Road."
After hearing what happened, the operator softly reassured: "Don't worry, sir, this is just a small-scale exercise to prepare for subduing gunmen who may appear in the future."
Early morning of the second day.
Uncle Zhao walked downstairs tremblingly and found that hundreds of armed police were helping the neighbors move.
The director of the sub-district office held a loudspeaker and shouted at the side: "According to the instructions of the superior leaders, this area is in danger of subsidence. For the safety of everyone's lives, everyone is required to evacuate within one day. The government has prepared resettlement houses and will not
Let everyone sleep on the streets."
Uncle Zhao looked at the busy people and suddenly recalled what happened last night. The noisy gunfire seemed to be mixed with the cry of a baby.
Something is wrong, nine out of ten is wrong.
…
"What kind of ghost stories are you telling in broad daylight? It's normal to block the road." Zhou Ligan said with a smile.
Haha, ghost stories are scary. How could I be so unlucky? This is just a novice world.
Just a story…
Ye Dong shrugged and continued to lead the way. He was just hearing about it and had no definite evidence.
At this moment, a man wrapped up in a windbreaker walked towards him. He was thin and had a bulging belly.
The two of them passed each other, and at that moment, all the blood in Zhou Li's body was frozen, and his face instantly turned pale.
The last trace of luck was shattered, the reality was cruel, and my heart felt cold.
Zhou Li asked the system in his mind: "I think the rule of seven days to go back is very unreasonable. Can I go back now?"
System: "Ding, the seven-day interval is to recharge the system and cannot be adjusted."
Ye Dong, who was on the side, saw Zhou Li's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and without saying anything, the two of them walked quietly towards the No. 7 Middle School.
Arriving at the school gate, Ye Dong walked into the school. After Zhou Li expressed his gratitude again, he walked towards the hotel not far away.
While walking, I was thinking about how to survive these days. I was completely powerless now.
After checking into the small hotel, Zhou Li threw his backpack on the bed, looked at the simple bed furniture and sighed. With no ID card and no cash, only this kind of small hotel dared to allow people like himself to check in.
It would be nice if he had an ID card. He just stabbed people with a knife. He first went to the police station and stayed there for seven days. That place is absolutely safe!
Garbage system!
"Alas..." He sighed and put on the equipment he had purchased earlier. The originally sunny boy put on a jacket, and after hiking boots, his face became more determined.
I twisted in front of the mirror on the wardrobe and looked at my arrogant self. I couldn't help but sigh: "If I am not the protagonist, who can be worthy of it?"
While I was sighing, I suddenly noticed that my face in the mirror began to turn pale, and a gloomy and ominous atmosphere spread everywhere. As the lights flickered, the smell of rotting meat also appeared in the room.
Zhou Ligang wanted to run away, but found that his whole body was stiff and unable to move, so he could only watch helplessly.
The mirror ghost began to walk towards Zhou Li. When it walked out of the mirror, its facial features disappeared and its head turned into a pale and disgusting reflective flesh ball.
It walked up to Zhou Li and stopped, then began to imitate Zhou Li's appearance, clothes, expression, and every subtle feature. This change made people's hair stand on end.
When the simulation was completed, it continued to move forward until the two of them overlapped. At this time, Zhou Li felt something forcefully squeezed into his mind.
Then the mirror ghost disappeared and the strange scene began to dissipate.
"Huh...huh..." Zhou Li collapsed on the ground and gasped for air.
I opened my pants and took a look. Fortunately, the thing was still there, but I just had an extra mirror in my mind.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Is my luck considered good or bad?"
If you're lucky, you can encounter ghosts wherever you stay in a hotel.
You are not lucky enough to encounter a powerful ghost and survive to become a ghost master.
Misfortunes are where blessings depend, and blessings are where misfortunes lie.
All this seemed to happen in just a few minutes, but in fact, several hours had passed outside.
The sun is setting outside the window, and the sky is filled with sunset.
The students of No. 7 Middle School began to rush to the classroom, and now it was time for evening self-study.
After regaining consciousness, Zhou Li began to try to use the mirror ghost's ability. A gloomy aura emerged from his body, and then he gently squeezed the end of the bed, and the bed shattered to the ground like glass.
In his mind, a blurry image of Zhou Li slowly appeared in the mirror. Just as the mirror ghost started to bite back, it was scattered by the multi-faceted irregular crystals in his mind.
As the mirror ghost's consciousness dissipated, Zhou Li immediately noticed. The restraints on his body seemed to have disappeared, and the mirror ghost's abilities seemed to be able to be used at will without worrying about strange resurgence.
Summer nights get dark very quickly, and the sky that was originally slightly bright turned completely dark in just ten minutes.
Under the lights at the entrance of No. 7 Middle School, the principal and school leaders were waiting for people in person.
A man wearing a gray trench coat and a black mask appeared in front of them and walked towards them.
Upon seeing this, the principal quickly said: "Is this Wang Cheng, Mr. Wang? There was a notice from above saying that you are coming to give safety lessons to the students. We are waiting for you here specially."
Wang Cheng glanced at them numbly with his bloodshot eyes, and walked directly to the teaching building with his thin body and high bulging belly.
A bunch of school leaders didn't dare to get angry when they saw this, so they had to go back to the office angrily.
There is no way, the person who issued the notice cannot afford to offend, and if the person who issued the notice can issue the notice, it will be even more unprovoked.
In the reflection of the school camera, a black eye watched all this, and then disappeared.
Ghosts cannot be killed.
The only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts.
Insight into the laws of ghosts.
In the evening self-study classroom, Wang Cheng wrote these three sentences on the blackboard while talking.
Zhou Li, who was hiding in the window, watched
Then he turned and looked outside the classroom. He sensed that the entire No. 7 Middle School was now covered by the ghost realm, but the knocker did not appear at the door.
An old man wearing a white gown stood quietly at the window, staring blankly into the classroom with cold, empty eyes.
Zhou Li turned around, and the tip of his nose was close to the tip of the knocker's nose. The distance between the two was less than three inches. He could even clearly see the shape of the corpse spots on the knocker's face.
"Fuck...!" The quintessence of Chinese culture blurted out, and Zhou Li slowly squatted down and covered his little heart. It was so scary.
Although he was hiding in the mirror, the knocker definitely saw himself, but because there was no killing pattern that triggered it, and it didn't exist directly in the ghost realm, it ignored him.
At the same time, he also understood that the world in the mirror was not an obstacle at all to this extremely terrifying weirdness.
Zhou Li, who wanted to withdraw first, suddenly remembered something and said angrily: "If Mader fights, the man will die and the bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of millions of years!"