Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The ghost didn't see it, and as soon as he pushed open the door, the icy cold water droplets hit his skin.

Directly opposite the shower cubicle, the wet mirror covered with water droplets became even more blurred, forming a strange shape of a human face.

The face was facing them.

There happened to be a sign above the mirror warning people to be careful of slippery floors. The red characters were shrouded in damp mist and kept crawling downwards like a wriggling flesh and blood worm.

The cold wind was still blowing inside, and only the glaring incandescent lights flickered occasionally, making it difficult to distinguish between night and day.

"Could he be a pervert..." Jin Chen muttered thoughtfully behind Ruan Fu. He didn't have a good impression of this kind of ghost.

Who knew that as soon as he finished saying this, the faucet on the sink, which was still spewing water, suddenly exploded, and blood almost gushed out.

If Jinchen hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been covered in bullets.

Jinchen wiped off the splattered dirt and concluded unhappily, "He's a stingy guy."

Ruan Fu did not comment on the examples he gave her, but took a few steps forward to push the bathroom door, only to see more blood seeping in from the crack in the door.

The blood flowed and vaguely formed a word on the ground: death.

Ruan Fu subconsciously took two steps back, frowned when he saw this, and held down the dagger.

"This ghost has no physical body, but it's quite powerful." Jinchen said vigilantly, his tone becoming much more serious than before.

Ghosts without a physical body are like shadows, and these are the most difficult to deal with.

Just as Jinchen finished saying this, Ruan Fu's body suddenly stiffened, and a transparent and sticky body seemed to cover her back, and the dampness penetrated into her bones.

He turned around suddenly and faced the mirror, his breathing suddenly becoming tight.

The face disappeared at some point, and the strange smile shifted to his own face in the mirror, his skin peeled off, and his eyeballs melted.

Ruan Fu seemed to be nailed to the spot, and could not help but slowly raise his hand and touch his face.

"Ruan Fu!"

Jinchen grabbed Ruan Fu's hand and covered his eyes from behind, "Don't look, they are all fake."

Ruan Fu's raised hand froze in mid-air, gradually covering the back of Jinchen's hand, and she hummed inaudibly.

"Don't look, don't look, don't look... don't..."

Jinchen's soothing voice suddenly stopped, and he kept repeating this sentence behind Ruan Fu.

"Jinchen! What are you talking about?"

Ruan Fu's whole body was stiff. She tried to take Jin Chen's hand away, but found it was as stiff as a rock and could not be moved away at all. She was anxious: "Jin Chen! Let me go!"

"Don't look, don't look...don't look, look...look in the mirror, mirror...smile."

This is not Jinchen's voice!

Cold sweat broke out on Ruan Fu's forehead. He elbowed back with his left hand, but hit nothing. After staggering back two steps, the darkness that blocked his sight suddenly disappeared, but Jin Chen also disappeared.

He was the only one standing in the empty and spacious public washroom.

"You can't escape."

There was a sound of collapse and distortion coming from the shower cubicle, and it seemed as if there was someone in all the cubicles, mumbling constantly.

"Jinchen escaped, he escaped!"

"He lied... lied... to you again, Jinchen... ran away!"

"Look in the mirror, mirror, mirror... mirror! Touch your ears, your eyes, your mouth... No, no, no!"

"Turn...turn around, look behind you, behind you, staring at you, staring at...eyes, eyes."

"Welcome to the hotel, you...you, you, only you, you can't escape."

Jinchen is not here.

Ruan Fu's expression suddenly turned cold.

Glancing at the mirror, he saw himself staring back at him.

Then, Ruan Fu in the mirror suddenly raised a strange smile, flashed a few times, and appeared in the bathtub, shower room, and sink.

The dirty and humid environment keeps changing, and each scene contains the dead body of Nguyen Phu.

"Is it a nihilistic fear anchored by spiritual pollution?"

Ruan Fu's face showed no fear, only rationality, "Why do you think you can scare me?"

A cold voice interrupted the repeated curses in the cubicle.

Ruan Fu in the mirror suddenly became quiet, and then a sharp buzzing sound was heard, as if she was attacked by something in another space.

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The moment the body in his arms suddenly turned cold, Jinchen quickly let go and watched "Ruan Fu" fall to the ground, turning into a sticky, wriggling piece of flesh, the skin and flesh stuck to the floor tiles and turned scarlet, and finally turned into a pool of blood.

It’s the same mirror.

Jinchen even walked closer, ignoring the strange whispers around him, resting his palms on the sink, and looking at his gradually rotting self in the mirror.

"Ugly thing."

"..."

Jinchen in the mirror slowly reached out his hand and grabbed his left hand fiercely. Earthworm-like wriggling stripes appeared under the skin texture, and flesh flakes fell to the ground.

At the same time, Jinchen's left hand, which was resting on the sink, trembled, as if he also felt the pain.

He frowned and subconsciously pressed the painful area with his right hand, but the rotten right hand in the mirror suddenly penetrated the lens and grabbed his wrist.

Two sensations came at the same time.

The back of my left hand felt cold as it was covered by my right hand, while my right hand felt rotten and sticky as it was tightly grasped.

Jinchen's eyes turned slightly, and he met the smiling face in the mirror that seemed to be about to burst out at any time.

"What a coincidence, I've been a ghost too." Jinchen said suddenly.

He tilted his head nonchalantly, "Just not like you..."

"nausea."

"..."

Jinchen shook off the rotten arm, grasped the end of the dagger with his backhand, and struck down hard.

boom!

The mirror shattered into pieces instantly. Jinchen looked at himself in the mirror expressionlessly, then glanced around the empty bathroom.

[Host, get out quickly, this place is too scary! ] Ling Gungun's voice became much weaker, and he covered his eyes with his short claws.

We also need to confirm Ruan Fu's safety.

Jinchen walked quickly to the bathroom door and turned the round handle.

When the door opened, Jinchen bumped into himself in the bathroom mirror, and his expression suddenly became colder.

【Ahhhh why is it still here! 】

【Shut up. 】

Jinchen walked in and stared coldly at the ugly thing in the mirror. "What do you want to do?"

"Give me, body, body...body, plunder."

"You stay and die, die, die."

A hoarse and distorted voice sounded, like nails scratching on a glass plate, and similar words appeared on the mirror surface.

The word "death" on the mirror was 0.5 cm sunken than the other words. When I looked over it, the sound of a knife piercing flesh occurred in my mind.

"Want to control my body?"

Jinchen emphasized the word "my" with a hint of sarcasm, "Okay, you come."

"..."

In just a few seconds of nothingness, Jinchen in the mirror disappeared instantly, and a puff of black smoke penetrated into Jinchen's body from between his eyebrows.

In an instant, Jinchen's eyes were covered by black mist, and his entire body seemed to be swallowed up and his figure could not be seen clearly.

three seconds.

Fifteen seconds.

Thirty seconds.

The black fog faded away as if torn apart, and a painful roar sounded in Jinchen's mind. Looking in the mirror, half of his eyes were normal and the other half was dark.

It was clearly Jinchen who was in control of the body at the moment, but the way he slowly curled his lips in front of the mirror looked a little crazy.

"Guess who this body belongs to."