I'm back from hell

Dressing table.

The two cabinets below are made of beech wood, with mysterious and beautiful patterns carved on them, and the carving is meticulous.

The oval mirror above is made entirely of copper. It is simple and blurry, far less detailed than modern mirrors. The edge of the mirror is made of ebony wood, and there is a hollow pattern around it. Some yellow peach wood is inlaid in it for embellishment. .

At first glance, it looks like something used by ladies in ancient times.

Look carefully.

There is a crack on the mirror surface, located exactly in the center, which reminds me of what the innocent woman just said.

No matter how you look at it, it makes people panic.

Weird and inexplicable.

look at...

Xia Yu felt that the sounds around her gradually faded away, and the figures gradually blurred and disappeared.

Just when everyone was attracted by the 'little flower', Xia Yu began to approach step by step, but she didn't know this, she only felt that the situation around her was getting more and more wrong.

Until a self in ancient costume appeared in the mirror.

Her pupils shrank.

"It's targeting me!"

"People are always afraid of the unknown."

"Even I can't avoid it."

"And ghosts often take advantage of people's fear when they kill people."

"It's a pity that you found the wrong person! I would like to see what you are."

Xia Yu was keenly aware that her consciousness was a little blurry, but she was not afraid at all. She planned to rely entirely on her body's perception and intuition of danger to judge the surrounding situation, and then find an opportunity to break the situation!

and so……

She closed her eyes with great confidence.

The scene in front of him disappeared instantly.

The whole body is getting colder and colder, and there seems to be a faint banging sound in the ears, as if something is trying to break out of the cage, and is about to succeed.

The strange thing is that the voice is getting closer and closer to her!

The perception and intuition that Xia Yu was originally proud of gradually became blurred.

The perspective of Zhu Fangfang and others:

Xia Yu sat in front of the dressing table, her upper body tilted continuously, her pretty face getting closer and closer to the bronze mirror.

Such a strange situation made everyone feel chilled and horrified.

Is there really a ghost?

"Save her! Quick!"

The innocent girl was so frightened that she kept backing away and said, "Otherwise she will die, she will die!"

Lao Wu and Song Zichao, who were still doubtful at first, now completely believed it, and were frightened for a while.

"Look."

"The mirror has new cracks!"

Zhu Fangfang's pretty face suddenly changed.

Everyone's attention was focused on the bronze mirror.

Followed by.

There are more and more cracks, appearing faster and faster, and the bronze mirror may break at any time.

"What will happen if the mirror breaks?"

Zhao Huan asked.

"Save her, if she dies, we will all die."

Zhu Fangfang knew that the matter was critical and had no time to analyze or figure out the reason, so she hurriedly shouted.

Everyone looked anxious, obviously aware of this, and they all looked like they were about to take action.

But no one moved.

Even Lao Wu, who had saved the innocent girl before, did not dare to step forward now, because he already knew that something was wrong with the mirror and had no courage to approach it.

"you……"

Zhu Fangfang was furious.

"Let's hold hands!"

Song Zichao spoke and suggested, "I'll save her, okay?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

Lao Wu winked desperately. Song Zichao knew what his brother meant, but pretended that he didn't see it and still chose to come forward.

Lao Wu was helpless.

And right now.

Xia Yu suddenly stopped moving.

"Crack."

"Wow."

The bronze mirror was completely cracked.

A shrill scream sounded from the mirror.

Like weeping.

Creepy.

I couldn't help feeling cold all over.

"what!"

The innocent woman screamed, opened the door, and ran away.

Song Zichao and others all retreated. Their hands shook, and their mobile phones fell to the ground. The light swayed and made a mess.

I vaguely saw a little girl crawling out of the bronze mirror.

"Fuck!"

At this moment, fear exploded in their hearts. They could no longer control their bodies and turned around and ran away.

Zhu Fangfang, who had a sprained ankle, was pushed by a hand and fell to the ground.

In a hurry.

"Wake up! Hurry!"

She shouted, trying to wake up Xia Yu.

Obviously, she also knew that she could only rely on Xia Yu if she wanted to survive at this moment.

Xia Yu suddenly opened her beautiful eyes.

Seeing a human face floating in front of her eyes, almost close to her, her pupils shrank suddenly and her heart beat wildly. She immediately recited the mantra "People come to separate the heavy paper" silently, causing the face to approach suddenly. slow.

"what."

The man's face is ferocious, and he bites wildly.

Like an evil ghost.

"puff."

The blood butterfly stabbed precisely between his eyebrows.

run through!

The face instantly lost its support.

It was like a piece of human skin hanging on the blood butterfly, drooping and shaking.

Xia Yu's heart was slightly relaxed, and her palms were covered with sweat. It was obvious that she had been frightened at that moment.

But why was the scream just now missing?

"Really human skin?"

When you reach out and touch it, it feels smooth, soft and slightly elastic.

Is this freshly stripped from a person? Otherwise, how could it feel like this?

There is a human face hidden in the ghost weapon. What is going on?

Xia Yu's mind was spinning, and when she was confused, she suddenly discovered a situation and was shocked:

After the child's face left, the dressing table no longer had Yin energy fluctuations, but instead the child's face had Yin energy fluctuations.

Isn’t the dressing table a ghost weapon?

It is!

Right now.

"what!"

"Help!"

There were screams outside the courtyard gate.

"Did everyone run out?"

Xia Yu's attention was attracted.

She quickly put the face in the jade box she had prepared in advance to prevent the face from flying away again.

If you subdue the ghost weapon, it can be used by living people!

It just comes at a price.

But now is not the time to conquer.

"No."

"And I."

Zhu Fangfang, who had never dared to make a sound, finally dared to speak now.

"Ok?"

Xia Yu glanced at Zhu Fangfang and rushed out: "Follow me!"

At this time, everyone must not be scattered, otherwise they will be defeated one by one. By then, only the two of them will be left, and the space for dealing with the soul-eating ghost will be much smaller.

"I'm good."

Zhu Fangfang stood up with difficulty, and the pain in her ankle made her gasp.

But Xia Yu had already left. She glanced at the ruined dressing table and still felt frightened. She endured the pain and hurriedly chased him out.

She didn't want to stay in this room for a moment!

"Whoosh."

Xia Yu had no intention of waiting for Zhu Fangfang, because she knew that as long as the distance between the two people was not too far, there would be no "alone" situation and the conditions for the soul-eating ghost to kill would not be triggered.

What's more, the ghost in the mirror has been captured.

Zhu Fangfang will not be in danger.

On the contrary, Song Zichao and others were in an extremely dangerous situation.

However, what Xia Yu didn't expect was that she met someone just after she rushed out of the door.

"It's you?!"