Aoba Office

The two old men in the room disappeared. Just like their appearance, their disappearance was as sudden and without warning.

I looked at the illusion.

Huan Guang was a little absent-minded, as if he was feeling nostalgic, sad, and at a loss.

"You don't know this?" I asked.

Huan Guang shook his head, and only then did he react. He glanced at me and said with an ugly face, "I don't know. These things... Back then, my aunt and my father were the ones who mainly dealt with these things..."

In other words, Huan Guang does not know the details of the matter.

I didn't see a calendar in the room, but I think this happened many years ago.

"This seems to correspond to your memories. What do you know about the situation?" I continued to ask.

"My grandpa and grandma are a little suspicious. They believe Qingye's words and think there is a ghost there. They don't know the specifics..." Huan Guang's narrative became a little messy, and he seemed to have memories of himself. Suspect.

It’s not surprising to have such doubts.

Probably, before encountering this incident in the game, he didn't believe that there were ghosts or supernatural events in the world. Maybe after entering the game space, he didn't think it was a supernatural event. This can be said to be fantasy and science fiction.

After witnessing the strange opening of the balcony door, Huan Guang began to doubt what he believed in in the past.

However, he soon became calm and determined again.

I guess he found an acceptable explanation. After all, this is a game space, not the real world. Nothing that happens here proves that the same thing happened back then.

I believe that what is happening here is what happened in reality in the past. This is the "reality" that Bai An sees. It's impossible to go wrong with his abilities.

The only thing that makes me have reservations is how much of it is reality that Bai An sees through his abilities, and how much of it is added to his or Steve's imagination.

Huan Guang has already continued: "They always think there is a ghost, and I believe Qingye's statement. They were just... nervous during those days. My aunt was very worried, but there was nothing she could do. My parents, uncle, and aunt were all Very worried. Then, that morning..."

The phantom light said morning, but the light in the room changed. It was already dark outside the curtains, and the headlights in the room were turned on.

The old couple changed into their pajamas and were getting ready to go to bed.

The door to the next room is closed.

I felt the Yin Qi coming from the room, so I opened the door directly.

I wasn't held back, I wasn't made transparent.

I opened the door, but the person inside didn't seem to notice it at all.

Huan Guang walked up to me and stared directly at the people in the room.

Sitting on the bed was a woman in her twenties or thirties, sending messages on her mobile phone. She has a book in her hand, a reference book for the financial exam.

The phantom light had entered the room. I followed in and my eyes fell on the makeup mirror.

The yin energy still came from the makeup mirror.

There was no reflection of me in the mirror, only the wardrobe behind me.

Nothing unusual.

"That's..." He lowered his voice for a long time, and the way he spoke became a little strange.

The woman's cell phone kept ringing and vibrating. News exchanges are frequent. She suddenly laughed, with a smile on her lips, and started typing again. Then she stopped smiling, put down her phone, and picked up the book at hand.

She didn't notice our presence at all.

Huan Guang stood motionless.

The woman's cell phone rang again. She glanced at it, didn't reply, and put the phone aside.

She was lying on the bed, reading a book, and lazily taking notes in the book.

Ten seconds passed, and she seemed a little sleepy. She turned two pages, threw the book aside, and looked at her phone again.

After a moment of hesitation, she got off the bed and walked to the desk.

Her figure passed in front of the makeup mirror. Her reflection appeared in the makeup mirror.

The man also walked by, but when he was about to step out of the mirror, he stopped.

Qin Shu exclaimed, took a few steps back, and stared at the mirror without blinking.

For a long time, he made even louder noises, grabbed my arm, kept shaking it, and motioned me to look at the scene in the mirror.

Huan Guang also saw it.

Huan Guang said angrily: "This is all fake! My aunt..."

The computer starts up.

The woman sat on the computer chair and turned around boredly.

Round and round...

She stopped.

She turned her back to the makeup mirror, but slowly turned her head.

The figure in the mirror is still there.

The woman's expression changed, from blank to frightened. This change was very slow, but it also made people see it more clearly.

Her body trembled.

She looked at the wardrobe in front of the mirror.

There were clothes hanging on the closet door, but they certainly didn't look like they looked in the mirror.

She looked down at her pajamas.

The woman immediately turned her head, as if escaping.

She suddenly groped around on the desk, looking for something, and then looked at the dressing table patiently.

She hesitated whether to go over or not.

She took a step back, leaning against the desk, moving sideways like a crab.

We're almost at the door.

The door we opened just now turned into a closed state at some point.

The woman rushed over, twisted the door handle and ran out.

She rushed to the next room, but just then, she stopped.

We followed her outside and saw the open balcony door. The curtains were drawn open and the balcony door was wide open. The moonlight shines on the mirror, and the mirror reflects the light.

The woman shivered.

She must have seen something out of the corner of her eye.

The few of us saw the scene in the mirror directly.

In the moonlight, a human figure appeared in the mirror.

The man's head was not exposed, only his body was reflected in the mirror.

There are seven or eight mirrors of different sizes and styles posted on the balcony door, and the wall on the side of the balcony is also covered with mirrors. It's the same image in these mirrors.

The man was wearing the same pajamas as the woman.

But it was impossible to illuminate the woman from that position, let alone the front of the woman.

Beads of sweat appeared on the woman's body and her body was shaking.

She couldn't hold the door handle, and she was about to fall to the ground without any strength.

Huan Guang rushed over with a vigorous stride, trying to hold the woman up.

His hands passed through the woman's body.

The woman knelt on the ground, her head pressed against the door panel, and tears fell.

From her current position, she couldn't see any mirror.

There was movement inside the door.

Someone came to the door and opened it.

The woman fell in all of a sudden and put her hands on the ground.

"Hey! What's wrong..."

The light in the room shines on the woman.

The old man was lying on the bed, leaning on his body and looking here.

The old lady was standing at the door of the room, bending down to help the woman up.

The amulet slipped from the collar of the old woman's baggy nightgown.

The woman raised her face.

I looked past the old lady and into the room.

There is a dressing mirror on the wardrobe facing the door.

There was a woman standing in the mirror. She has long hair, wears the same clothes as the woman, and has a very similar body shape.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the woman.

Eyes facing each other.

The woman screamed.

The woman in the mirror had the same face as the old lady. After raising her head, she threw herself on the mirror, opening her mouth as if she was shouting something, with an anxious look on her face.

The woman jumped up and threw away the old lady in front of her.

"Why...are you feeling uncomfortable? What's wrong?" The old lady was startled and flinched slightly.

The woman looked at the old lady in the mirror, and then at the one in front of her.

"What's wrong?" The old lady in front of him stepped forward again, reaching out to grab the woman.

The woman screamed and threw away the hand, rushed back to her room, closed the door with a bang, and pressed the door lock with her backhand.

The old man and the old lady were banging on the door, very anxiously.

Huan Guang became even more anxious and ran directly into the room.

Seeing this, the three of us also passed through the door.

Xu Jiu and Qin Shu were still surprised by this kind of thing.

My attention was on the mirror. The mirror is empty and has no negative energy.

The woman was sitting on her knees at the door, her body shaking.

Outside, there were anxious calls and knocks on the door from old men and women.

The woman cried helplessly. After a while, she crawled to the bed and touched the phone.

She called and cried for help.

I didn't get to see who she called.

Snapped!

The mirror on the dressing table suddenly shattered. Blood seeped from the cracks in the mirror.

I saw the whole process.

In the mirror, the old lady suddenly appeared and fell on the mirror, smashing the mirror and causing her own blood to bleed. She seemed dead and motionless.

Good night everyone~