Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Dabai trembled in fright, at this moment a scrawny hand suddenly stretched out from under the table, grabbed Dabai's ankle, and then a face that was so rotten that the facial features could not be seen clearly appeared in their sight, and he said Shouting: "Help...I..."

Dabai immediately jumped up and shouted: "Fuck, why are there so many ghosts?"

Qiao Leting kicked the head under the table, and the head retracted immediately, and he said lightly, "God has arranged for you."

"Then I thank God." Dabai patted his chest in shock, took out two cans of beer from his bag, and handed them to Qiao Leting, "A can to strengthen your courage?"

Qiao Leting shook his head and refused, "I don't want it."

Dabai didn't try to persuade him any more, he threw the other can back into his backpack, unzipped the tab on the can, raised his head and just poured a big gulp into his mouth.

Qiao Leting clenched the small hammer in his pocket, and just took two steps toward the door, when he heard a pop behind him, he looked back, and all the beer in Dabai's mouth sprayed to the ground, he took a step forward and held it tightly. Qiao Leting's clothes corner.

"Big Joe, on top of your head..."

Qiao Leting raised his head when he heard the words, and saw that the originally empty roof was covered with dense numbers of grimaces. The faces of adults, children, and old people were all pale white without exception. A pair of black eyes silently stared at Qiao Leting. , only the lips have a little color.When they saw Qiao Leting discovering them, these ghost faces suddenly grinned and let out a burst of laughter, pulling their long red tongues, as if they were very satisfied with the two delicious desserts below.

Qiao Leting has been around for so long, but he is not afraid of conflicts with these demons and ghosts, but he is afraid that if these ghost faces can't control the drooling later, it will be too disgusting. He doesn't want to suffer this mental and physical torture until he has to. Double torment.

The laughter of the grimaces grew louder, Qiao Leting frowned, and many visions appeared in front of his eyes. The leprosy patients in blue striped hospital gowns were brought into a closed room. The doctors treated these patients with all kinds of cruel and inhumane methods, no, no, it was not treatment, but treating them as livestock, as experimental animals, and arbitrarily tortured them for fun.

Qiao Leting bit his lip hard, the pain gradually dissipated the illusion in front of him, he squinted his eyes and looked out, the doctor outside the door had disappeared, replaced by the nurses they saw before, they were constantly crying Bang banged on the wooden door, looking at them gloomily.

There was a rustling and creaking sound in the cabinet on the north wall, the cabinet door was pushed open, and the half-decomposed corpse also crawled out from inside, looked up at Qiao Leting and the others, laughed lowly, and turned around. He reached out to open the jar, fished out the organs that had been soaked for many years, and stuffed them into his mouth. The sound of crunching and chewing was mixed with weird laughter, and Dabai's scalp felt numb.

Qiao Leting had completely awakened from the phantom at this time, but just as he took a step forward, a pale grimace suddenly appeared in front of him. The grimace used the roof of the shed as a body, and the bloody neck stretched infinitely, white. The bones of the man were exposed from inside, and the other grimaces on the roof began to break away from the surface of the building, making a rattling sound as if the bones were growing.

Grimace pounced towards Qiao Leting with its bloody mouth wide open. Qiao Leting smashed it with a hammer without hesitation, and Grimace quickly retracted.

Dabai stared blankly from behind, Qiao Leting held the small hammer in his hand, turned around and asked him, "Have you ever played whack-a-mole?"

Dabai was stunned for a moment, before he could speak, he heard Qiao Leting say, "I've never played lying down under the table before."

Dabai looked back at the table, "Then...there is a ghost under the table."

"It's a coward, it's okay." As soon as Qiao Leting finished speaking, his pupils constricted, and he rushed to Dabai's back with a stride, slammed down on a wrinkled grimace, and said to Dabai at the same time: "Hurry up and turn off the live broadcast!" Otherwise, you will be banned immediately."

Dabai hurriedly turned off the camera, then hesitated for a while and picked a larger pair of surgical scissors from the table, "Let me help you whack the mole."

Dabai is just an ordinary person. At the beginning, he was a little hesitant to deal with grimaces that were almost indistinguishable from ordinary human faces, but after being rescued by Qiao Leting a few times, he gradually became able to deal ruthlessly. The cooperation is pretty tacit.

Dabai held the surgical scissors and stabbed randomly at the surrounding grimaces, but those grimaces quickly retracted. He pierced one after another, and asked Qiao Leting in the gap: "Do they hurt too?"

"It's the reaction left in life." Qiao Leting hammered faster and faster, but there were more and more grimaces coming down from the ceiling, and it became a bit difficult to deal with it, he told Dabai: "Be careful, don't get bitten. "

Those grimaces would appear in front of Dabai within half a minute even if a hole was pierced out. Dabai's clothes were bitten to tatters, and once half of his ear was almost bitten off by the ghost face. He asked anxiously: " What should we do now? We can’t keep fighting, can we?”

"Find an opportunity to rush out."

Dabai raised his head and glanced outside the door, he was not very optimistic about the situation at this time, "There are many nurses waiting for us outside."

Qiao Leting's movements were clean and neat, hitting a grimace every time, without ambiguity at all, but now it was useless no matter how fast he struck, more and more grimaces surrounded him.

Qiao Leting gritted his teeth, bit off the fingers of his left hand cruelly, and smeared the blood on the hammer. The sweet and delicious smell immediately spread in the archive room. There were grimaces around Dabai, cowards lying under the table, and people who were chewing. The rotting corpses of the organs were all attracted by this smell, and rushed towards Qiao Leting.

However, before these ghosts came up, Qiao Leting yelled: "Sword!"

With a blinding white light, the hammer turned into a four-foot long sword with a snow-white body and red tassels hanging from the hilt. Qiao Leting said to Dabai behind him: "Follow me closely!"

"Fuck!" Dabai stared at the long sword in Qiao Leting's hand, and asked enviously, "Brother, what are you doing?"

A long sword is much better than a hammer, and it can be swept away in a large area. Qiao Leting cleaned up the faces around him, and laughed at himself: "Unlucky ghost."

Dabai didn't understand Qiao Leting's point, stared at the long sword in his hand, and murmured: "Is this unlucky?"

Qiao Leting didn't answer Dabai's question again, and there was another bang, the door of the file room was knocked open by the nurses from the outside, and the smell of blood in the file room made the nurses even more crazy, regardless of the long sword in Qiao Leting's hand, they rushed towards him , Qiao Leting clenched the long sword tightly, and said again: "Follow closely."

Qiao Leting's swordsmanship didn't have any rules, but the nurses immediately turned into a pool of rotten meat and fell to the ground the moment they were touched by the long sword. It's a pity that this sword can only be supported by Qiao Leting's blood. His face turned pale within minutes, and this sword is not easy to use every time, otherwise Qiao Leting would be able to meet ghosts and ghosts and gods and gods in these horror worlds.

He took Dabai and ran from the fifth floor to 205, but the nurses stopped at the stairs on the fifth floor. There seemed to be something more terrifying below, and they didn't dare to chase down.

"Da Qiao, you are running too fast." Qiao Leting's speed is not at all the speed that a fat man of two hundred catties should have. Dabai turned on the camera while talking. The bed and the half-person-high cabinet were placed between the two beds. The long sword in Qiao Leting's hand had turned into a hammer and he put it back in his pocket.

[What just happened? ]

[I have already called the police for Dabai, I hope Dabai can come back safely]

[I don’t dare to look at it, I’m lying on the bed now and when I close my eyes, I feel a bunch of grimaces on my head looking at me]

[Thank God Dabai is still there, why is there no Mr. Gao Neng]

[Where to find Mr. Gao Neng on the live broadcast]

[Understood, hurry up and go, don’t look for things, your life is important]

……

Qiao Leting checked the room once, and after confirming that there was no danger, he began to look for new clues. Dabai sat down against the wall, panting heavily, took another can of beer from his backpack, and asked Qiao Leting: "Where are they?" Don't you sleep at night?"

Qiao Leting opened the cabinet and replied casually, "Go and ask them."

Perhaps the joke between the two of them reassured the fans who watched the live broadcast. A row of hahahaha went through the live broadcast room, and they were very happy to see Dabai being bullied, but after the hahaha, the fans were urging Dabai to leave here quickly.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Dabai asked while looking at the fans' messages on the screen.

Qiao Leting turned over the cabinet and replied, "I don't know either."

There were some children's clothes in the cabinet, and there were three drawers at the bottom. Qiao Leting opened the drawers one by one. Inside the upper two drawers were bottles of psychotropic drugs, and in the last drawer was a book with a blue cover. notebook.

Qiao Leting took out the notebook, shook it twice in the air, blew the dust on it, opened the diary, and read it with the light of the flashlight.