Aoba Office

The mirror shined brightly, illuminating the entire room at once.

I narrowed my eyes and raised my hand to block the light. My alertness rises, allowing me to be ready to use my abilities at any time.

But when the light faded, I felt no danger.

I opened my eyes again and found that my surroundings had changed.

I was no longer standing in the archives, but in a very ordinary living room.

There are a lot of things in the living room. There is not much furniture and a lot of clutter. There are several storage boxes and storage baskets, all stacked irregularly, more like stuffing items into a limited space. The stored items are very ordinary, mostly food, such as opened or unopened red beans, mung beans, black fungus, as well as bottles and jars of seasonings and pickles. Then there were some cups and plastic bottles... I also saw whole boxes of biscuits and milk, and baskets full of fruits...

Oh, and newspapers...

"Where is this?" Xu Jiu asked aloud.

The three of them were also in the living room, all looking surprised. It's just that the surprises on the three people's faces are subtly different.

"Eat!" After a while, a surprising discovery was made.

I thought he was talking about those fruit cookies. It is impossible to eat pickles and red beans directly, that is, fruits and biscuits can directly satisfy hunger. But when I turned my head, I found him looking at the dining table.

The dining table was covered with a mosquito net and contained two plates of food and a large bowl of soup.

His eyes have drifted behind me for a long time.

I turned around and saw the kitchen. There is a rice cooker on the sink at the door of the kitchen.

"Where is this?" Qin Shu asked the question again and looked at Huan Guang uneasily.

Huan Guang was no longer surprised, and his expression was uncertain.

Everything happened from the file opened by Phantom Light.

I saw the changes that took place in the archives at that time.

The black cat turned into a mirror...

"Can it be eaten?" I have been paying attention to this question for a long time.

"It's better not to give up." Qin Shu dissuaded.

"Huan Guang. What happened to you? Why do you know Qingye?" I asked proactively.

Huan Guang didn't answer.

"This should be a place related to you, right? It's also related to the things you encountered." I thought for a while, "When you introduced yourself, you said you had never been to the office. You heard what others said... This is Is that the person you know’s home is also a haunted place?”

Although I ask this, I don't feel the Yin energy here.

Huan Guang breathed out, "Let's get out of here quickly."

He simply avoided the question.

"Leave directly? This won't work, right? There must be clues here. Each of us should have a copy, and the content of the copy is about the matter that we have to do with Qingye." Xu Jiu's speech at this moment was very insightful.

I think the same way.

Qin Shu nodded and also expressed his agreement.

Three to one.

Huan Guang himself should also be aware of the current situation.

"Sit down and talk slowly. I don't think there is any danger here... We have time to talk slowly. It would be better if we could eat something here. Is the kitchen and toilet over there?" Xu Jiu said, already He looked at the kitchen and the bathroom, then moved to the two bedrooms. After checking the situation, he returned to the living room and looked at the curtains. "That's the balcony over there?" he asked, walking towards the curtain.

"Don't touch that!" Huan Guang immediately stopped him for a long time.

I was stunned for a long time.

I glanced at the curtains.

It can be seen that the sun is very bright outside. There is bright light in other rooms, but the living room is a little dark because the curtains are drawn.

I hadn't paid much attention to it before. Huan Guang's unusual behavior made me look twice.

I still didn't notice the yin energy, but when I looked at it, I noticed that the floor-to-ceiling curtains were not thick, and they were not the kind of curtains with a good light-blocking effect. That is the most common cloth curtain. Judging from the pattern and color of the curtains, they are still very old style.

This is what I saw of room decor and furniture. Judging from the appearance, it must be the decoration style of twenty or thirty years ago. As for the piled up clutter, it doesn't look like the owner was in a pinch and picked up a lot of things, but it seems like the result of the habits of the elderly.

I can't bear to throw away the bottles and cans, so I can only pile them up.

The longer you live, the more stuff you have at home.

This situation is not serious in our family. My parents have not yet reached this point, but in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, I have seen too many families like this. When they moved out, they were all a little confused. Some old men and women even had disputes with their children, feeling sorry for the useless debris that their children forcibly threw away.

Many thoughts went through my mind, and I guessed that the owner of this house was probably Huan Guang's elder, and that he was from his grandparents' generation.

That kind of person is not like someone who would find Aoba.

The client may not be the party experiencing the problem, but...

"This is my grandpa's house." Huan Guang finally spoke with a straight face.

"Oh...you don't live here?" Xu Jiu asked.

Huan Guang shook his head, "I don't live with them. They have four children in total. My father is their third child. He also has a younger sister, who is my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law... was not married yet... when something happened , not married yet, still living here. That is my sister-in-law’s room, and this is my grandparents’ room.”

Huan Guang stretched out his hand and pointed to two bedrooms one after another.

"It was my sister-in-law who found that office. She couldn't help it...my grandparents were superstitious and caused some trouble...she wanted to find someone to coax them, and..." Huan Guang looked towards Curtains, "The cause was not our family, but the family across the street."

The three of us could only see the curtains.

"Across from here, there is a family in the same community and on the same floor. The balcony is facing our balcony. Their family has a mirror on their balcony." Huan Guang's face turned ugly.

Following his words, the living room changed unexpectedly.

The table of food that I had cared about for a long time was gone. The curtains were opened at some point, allowing direct sunlight to come in.

I found that the clutter in the room was also slightly reduced. Through the window, I saw piles of newspapers, many empty bottles and cans, and some flowers and plants on the balcony.

The room suddenly became spacious and bright.

A ray of light appeared on the sofa. The trace of light is very clear, coming from the balcony of the opposite building.

I can also see the mirror Huan Guang mentioned.

It was a palm-sized mirror, hanging on the balcony door, facing the living room.

Huan Guang was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "That's probably it... I don't know what happened. I just heard that my grandparents discovered this. There is a saying that hanging a mirror on the door can ward off disasters. But, If the mirror is facing other people's homes, the disaster will come to other people's homes. My grandparents came to the door to argue, but it was no use. It seems that the neighborhood committee also came... My parents, as well as my uncle and aunt, all came to the house opposite. , it was useless later..."

In the narration of the illusion, there is an additional mirror on the balcony.

There is an extra mirror here, and there will be changes on the balcony opposite.

The mirrors get bigger and there are more mirrors, and the two sides are at odds with each other.

In a blink of an eye, the balcony windows and doors were replaced by mirrors. The frame is attached to the glass, leaving only a few gaps to allow sunlight to shine through. The clutter on the balcony was moved into the home, making the room dark and cramped, giving people a sense of depression.

brush!

The curtains were closed again.

Everything is back to how it was when we first entered this space.

Good night everyone~