I Can Rewind

Chapter 228 The Man in the Mirror (3)

You are... He Zheng gasped for breath, and it took him a long time to wake up, You are Yan Junze? It's a good thing you came here, otherwise...the consequences...

Before he finished speaking, he found that the man was still holding his hands, neither speaking nor doing other movements, just staring straight into his eyes with no expression on his face.

After calming down, suspicion arose in He Zheng's heart.

Anyway, if Yan Junze came here, he shouldn't have this kind of reaction after saving himself.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned his head and looked at the mirror of the dressing table again. After seeing clearly in the mirror, he gasped suddenly.

I saw myself in the mirror still sitting upright, looking at myself with a smile on my face, I couldn't see other people at all, and I couldn't see that he had turned around, but in fact his hands were being grabbed.

He Zheng in the mirror was sitting there quietly, still holding makeup utensils in his hands, as if he was still putting on makeup.

Feeling the force from the man grabbing his wrist, He Zheng dared to be sure that someone was grabbing him, and his heart skipped a beat. Instead of staring at the mirror, he turned his head slowly, and looked at the grabbing guy in front of him again. own people.

What came into view was a woman in a black sarong. The woman had long hair covering her shoulders, which completely covered her face. It was the woman in the mirror that He Zheng saw in the mirror just now.

But at this moment, the woman in the mirror grabbed his hands and remained motionless.

He Zheng swallowed his saliva, and looked down slightly. The mobile phone with the flashlight on was placed on the dressing table at the moment. The rout button is nowhere to be found.

No...not...Yan Junze...

He Zheng became stuttering. For a second he thought he was saved, but he realized later that this turned out to be another nightmare.

Either way, it looks like the woman has stepped out of the mirror now.

He Zheng wanted to retract the hands held by the woman, but the woman was so strong that he didn't move at all.

Not only did she not take it back, she seemed to feel He Zheng's struggle. The woman bent down, moved her head closer to He Zheng, grabbed his hands and lifted them slowly, and used He Zheng's hands to brush away the hair that completely covered her cheeks.

When he touched the woman's hair, He Zheng couldn't help the long-lost chill in his heart, but he still couldn't break free.

Watching helplessly as his hands lifted the woman's hair that covered her cheeks at an extremely slow speed, the tension in her heart reached the extreme.

Before seeing the other person's face clearly, He Zheng suddenly closed his eyes, and at this moment he could only close his eyes, without any other resistance at all.

When he thought about it, ever since he sat on this leather stool, he had fallen into a certain kind of passivity, being interfered by the woman in the mirror.

Not long after he closed his eyes, he could feel the woman's face slowly approaching him. Although he couldn't see it, a cold chill was getting closer and closer, and the other party seemed to be breathing, and the breath exhaled was piercingly cold.

Fuck, why is it so scary?

At this time, He Zheng felt a fear that he had never experienced before. This kind of fear had never been encountered in his career as a spirit exorcist.

In the past, relying on his hidden deduction spirit, he could basically eat all over the world with one move, but today he encountered an unprecedented stubble.

But now, once the fear in his heart germinated, it immediately spread all over his body uncontrollably, and goose bumps popped up. He Zheng felt a chill on his back, numbness in the back of his head, and his whole body almost went limp.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly. After seeing the face that was completely close in front of him, He Zheng rolled his eyes and fell down with a thud.

...

In front of the dressing table, Yan Junze grabbed He Zheng's hands and looked at him who had suddenly fallen into a coma with a dazed expression.

It didn't take long for him to rush to the Bedroom Companion furniture store, but he found that the shutter door had been opened, so he was sure that the spirit remover who was going to cooperate with him had already entered.

Originally, Yan Junze didn't plan to take this task again, firstly because the spirit remover obviously didn't follow the routine and left himself to act first, and then if he cooperated with this kind of guy, his secret might be exposed.

Since he is so good at writing, then let him deal with the person in the mirror alone, and leave by himself.

Yan Junze, who was about to leave, heard a noise coming from the darkness inside the furniture store. He stood at the door and yelled.

No one answered.

At this time, the map in his mind did not pop up a task prompt message. Yan Junze didn't plan to turn on [Strange Event Perception], they were all here, just approach the location of the weird event directly, and there was no need to waste energy.

So he lifted his foot and walked in.

For the convenience of walking, Yan Junze also turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone. There are many mirrors inside. If he walks fast, he will easily have an illusion. He feels that there is a person holding a mobile phone flashlight on the opposite side and walking towards him.

About two minutes later, he stood next to a wardrobe, turned off the flashlight of his mobile phone, and just quietly watched everything that happened in front of a dressing table in the dark.

I saw a Erbi youth with the words Spirit Eliminator clearly written on his forehead, sitting alone in front of this dressing table, with a strange smile on his face, talking to the mirror while holding the makeup tools on the table Paint on your own face.

At first, Yan Junze thought there was something weird in the mirror, but when he looked carefully, he found that there was no one in the mirror.

The person in the mirror is still He Zheng who is sitting in front of the dressing table and putting on makeup.

This guy...why does he have the feeling of being possessed by a spirit? Looking at He Zheng's mechanical movements, Yan Junze muttered to himself.

Then he saw He Zheng use eyebrow pencil and other things to paint his face so that even his mother couldn't recognize him, and while painting, he told himself a story to himself, with clear words and skillful movements.

Yan Junze watched and listened at the same time, let alone, in this quiet and dark environment, there is something special about it.

Soon after the second story about Uncle Sun was finished, he saw He Zheng put down the cosmetics in his hands, raised his hands, and then slowly jammed his neck, and began to pinch him hard. It felt like the neck wasn't his own, but it was given as a phone bill.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the veins on He Zheng's neck bulged, his eyeballs protruded, and his face was flushed red.

Yan Junze knew that he had to make a move, otherwise this guy would have to play himself to death here.

Then, there was the scene just now.

But until now, Yan Junze didn't understand why He Zheng fainted. He looked at himself as if he saw another terrifying scene, the reason for which was unknown.

Now that he fainted from fright, Yan Junze easily helped him to the ground and lie down, not to get in the way.

Then he put his mobile phone on the dressing table, the flashlights of the two mobile phones were on, and the surrounding light was a little stronger than before.

Then Yan Junze looked at the mirror on the dressing table.

Through this vanity mirror, he could see his back reflected by another full-length mirror behind him.

Thinking of He Zheng's strange behavior just now, he looked down at the dressing table and the exquisite leather stool specially equipped for the dressing table under his feet.

Yan Junze has no intention of sitting down for the time being.

Because He Zheng's series of weird behaviors just happened while sitting here, so he doesn't want to touch everything in this place for the time being.

Looking at the vanity mirror in front of him again, this time, he found a looming figure appearing through the mirror.

Or to be precise, it appeared next to the big wardrobe behind him.

Because only the outline of this figure could be seen, it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, and the man just stood there, motionless.

Yan Junze turned his head to look, and found that everything beside the big wardrobe was normal, and there was no figure.

Surprised in his heart, he looked back at the vanity mirror again, wanting to confirm whether he was wrong just now, but when he turned his head, he was stunned for a moment, and saw that the figure in the mirror who was standing by the closet just now had actually walked away. When she came out, her shoulders were raised high, almost at the level of her chin, and she slowly walked to the mirror step by step.

This is a woman with long hair shawl, completely blocking her cheeks.

Originally, Yan Junze could see himself through the mirror, but after the woman approached from the mirror, his figure in the mirror was completely replaced by the woman, or in other words, covered by the woman in the mirror.

Yan Junze looked down at his feet, and then frowned. He found that the figure of He Zheng, who had fallen on the ground just now, had completely disappeared at this moment.

Then he looked in the mirror, and the woman had already sat down, as if she was also sitting on the leather stool in the mirror.

Not long after she sat down, just behind the woman in the mirror, a figure of a man stood up from behind her, with his back turned to the outside, it was He Zheng's back.

After He Zheng stood up, as if he had lost his soul, he silently walked in the direction of the wardrobe.

Yan Junze was surprised, and looked behind him again, but there was still nothing.

It seemed that He Zheng was pulled into the mirror by some strange force.

At this time, He Zheng had already walked to the front of the big wardrobe, stretched out his hand, like a puppet manipulated by someone, slowly opened the door of the wardrobe, and walked in silently.

The moment he opened the closet door and walked in, Yan Junze clearly saw two men standing in the closet, their eyes glazed over, motionless.

Bang, the closet door closed.

Do you like listening to stories? The woman suddenly spoke without paying attention to the scene behind her. At the same time, the entire mirror plane trembled slightly.

Yan Junze was stunned for a moment and didn't answer, but he thought of the scene where He Zheng told himself a story just now in his mind.

It's interesting, looking at it like this, I am now reliving what happened to He Zheng just now.

At the same time as the idea came to mind, the task information released by Atlas suddenly popped up in my mind.

The title of this book has been changed, and just thinking about the new title makes my brain hurt. The main reason is that there are many key words that must be avoided.