Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Qiao Leting could understand Wang Zhiwen's mood. When he went to Bro Mountain for Ji Yue, he knew it would be bad luck, so he arranged for someone in advance to tell Ji Yue that he would practice in Bo Mountain for many years if he failed to come back as scheduled. He would not be able to come out until several years later, but he never thought that Ji Yue would leave his soul and soul on him, and neither his life nor death escaped Ji Yue's eyes.

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Can't die by her mother's hands, can't die in front of her mother, this task doesn't sound too difficult, but Qiao Le Ting suddenly has no idea whether he can complete it, what if a woman is chasing after him to kill him Ah, he can't stay here forever.

But there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, so let's think of other ways then.

Wang Zhiwen had disappeared from the mirror, and Qiao Leting said to Ji Yue who was sitting on the bed reading a novel: "Well, I'll go and see...Mom."

Ji Yue hummed, put down the book in his hand, stood up from the bed, and accompanied him to the next bedroom.

In the bedroom, the woman was curled up on the bed, as if she had fallen into a nightmare, her brows were tightly knit together, she twisted her body uneasily, her lips trembled, and she made a small cry for help. Qiao Leting didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only sit Beside the bed, he recited the meditation mantra in a low voice, but he only knew a short paragraph of the meditation mantra, but after reciting it back and forth a few times, the woman also calmed down, her brows relaxed, and she seemed to have recovered from the nightmare. Get away.

Ji Yue leaned against the door, looking at Qiao Leting gently and quietly, his Yan Yan had grown up, just as he hoped, upright, kind, and loving life, Ji Yue slowly laughed, his time should be the same Not much left, I have to help Yanyan get rid of the mess as soon as possible.

When the woman woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. She sat up from the bed, and when she turned her head, she saw Qiao Leting standing beside her bed. Hastily left the bedroom.

The woman has almost completely lost her mind now, she changed her clothes, walked out of the room gracefully, looked at Qiao Leting standing at her door, glared at him, turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down, arm in arm Crossing Ji Yue's arm, she acted coquettishly at Ji Yue, saying that she had taken a fancy to a red dress and asked Ji Yue to buy it for her.

Qiao Leting looked at the backs of the two cuddling each other not far away, and felt a little uncomfortable. He thought to bear it, don't provoke the woman, and now he can look at himself with a knife, but the old father is suffering Suffering, he walked over to the sofa with his feet uncontrollably, sat down between the two of them, took the woman's arm, and begged, "Let me see what kind of skirt it is." Qiao Leting turned his head towards the woman The mobile phone moved over, and said with a smile: "It's pretty, I want to wear it too."

The woman gave him a sideways glance, but she still handed the phone to Qiao Leting. Qiao Leting looked down, not to mention that the little skirt was pretty, but it was hard to avoid wearing it on him. He looked back at Ji Yue, The desire to survive forced Ji Yue to say against his conscience: "You all look good in your clothes."

Qiao Leting: "..."

The woman seemed dissatisfied with Ji Yue's answer, she put away her phone, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "I'm going to cook."

"It's only nine o'clock." Qiao Leting said.

The woman ignored Qiao Leting and walked straight into the kitchen.

Qiao Leting looked at the woman's back and was a little worried. She couldn't rush out of the kitchen holding a machete. Qiao Leting glanced at Ji Yue with some concern. Ji Yue turned on the TV leisurely, and the TV was playing "Today's Statement" is about a case of an old woman who died strangely at home.

After a while, Qiao Leting was completely attracted by the case, watched it with relish, and completely forgot that there was No. [-] dangerous person in the kitchen. At the end of "Today's Statement", Qiao Leting smelled the aroma of food floating from the kitchen. , pork tenderloin, and fried eggplant box, Qiao Leting was drooling, thinking that the cut-off meal was really rich.

The woman worked alone in the kitchen for most of the day, cooked thirteen dishes, and filled the table. She untied her apron and called Ji Yue and Qiao Leting to come over, "Eat, eat."

Qiao Leting walked to the dining table hesitantly and sat down, looking at the braised pork and sweet and sour pork in front of him, Qiao Leting swallowed unconsciously, but he picked up the chopsticks for a while but didn't dare to speak until he saw Ji Yue began to eat normally, before he picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

The daytime of NO.16 was quite peaceful, but it was this tranquility that made Qiao Leting's heart flutter. He had no idea when the woman would suddenly lose control and swing a knife at him.

Ji Yue patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said to him, "Don't worry."

Qiao Leting hummed, still paying attention to the woman's movements all the time, hoping to be prepared before the tragedy happened.

When the evening was approaching, the woman came to Wang Zhiwen's bedroom and stood in front of the full-length mirror in the corner for a long time. There was a glimmer of light in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by darkness. She left Wang Zhiwen's room with a cold face. .

Qiao Leting stood by and watched the whole process of the woman's expression change. When he thought that Wang Zhiwen might be looking at her beloved mother from the opposite side of this mirror, his heart became heavy.

Since the murder case in Room 319 was reported too late, the forensic doctors could not identify the exact time of the incident. Qiao Leting watched the woman enter the bedroom and did not dare to return to his room. He sat on the sofa with Ji Yue to watch the murder. Time goes by.

In the middle of the night, the door of the bedroom behind him was pushed open with a creak. Qiao Leting looked back. Under the faint light, a woman wearing a red skirt came out of the bedroom slowly. She closed her eyes, With a pale face, he got into the kitchen like a ghost.

Qiao Leting's face also darkened, what should he do next?

Ji Yue patted the back of his hand twice, and told him, "It will be over soon."

As soon as Ji Yue finished speaking, Qiao Leting felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he leaned his head on Ji Yue's shoulder beside him, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning of June NO.17, the sky was still dark. Wang Zhiwen suddenly woke up from her sleep for some reason. She turned her head and looked out of the window. The moon was covered with a thin layer of red, hidden behind the dark clouds. Dark clouds also exude a faint red light.

Wang Zhiwen frowned. She was thirsty and wanted to go to the living room to pour herself some water.

She sat up from the bed and rubbed her forehead. In the past two days, her mother was always acting weird, looking at herself with weird eyes, which made Wang Zhiwen think that she had discovered her relationship. For a few days, I couldn't help but feel guilty in front of my mother.

There was another sound of thump, thud, thud, under the bed. She had heard this sound for a long time, and she had checked it several times during the day. There was nothing strange under the bed. It stands to reason that it was ringing now, so it should be heard again now. Check it again, but she doesn't want to die this late at night.

The light in the bedroom has been up and down for the past two days. After she pressed the switch, it flickered a few times before it went out completely. Wang Zhiwen got out of bed, stepped on her slippers and went under the desk to find a flashlight. The bedroom went out.

There seemed to be a black shadow flashing in the kitchen not far away, but she had always been big-hearted, so she thought it was her eyes that were dazzled, so she yawned and walked to the water dispenser with a cup in her hand. The urge to go to the toilet.

The living room was very quiet, terrifyingly quiet. Wang Zhiwen took a sip of water, and the sound of swallowing was magnified many times in her ears. She was the only living thing left in the long night.

Wang Zhiwen didn't dare to go to this toilet anymore. When she put down the cup and was about to go back to the room, there was a rustling sound from the kitchen, followed by the sound of sharpening knives. Wang Zhiwen was a little scared, but after a while After hesitating, he mustered up the courage to pick up a broom and walked gently towards the kitchen.

The moonlight came in through the kitchen window and fell on the white marble floor. Her mother squatted on the ground, sharpening a machete on a whetstone back and forth. It seems to penetrate into the bones of people.

Wang Zhiwen breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the broom in her hand, and asked softly, "Mom, what are you doing? Why don't you sleep?"

Mother raised her head, looked at Wang Zhiwen standing at the door, smiled coldly, and stood up slowly with the machete in her hand. The red skirt on her body was swaying in the darkness, like a blooming flower. flowers.

Wang Zhiwen didn't know that the danger was coming. She looked at the machete in her mother's hand strangely, and asked her, "What's the matter? Do you want to chop something?"

Her mother laughed, and before Wang Zhiwen could ask what was going on, she raised the machete and rushed towards her. Wang Zhiwen's eyes reflected the figure of her mother holding the machete high, her pupils constricted, and she had no time to think about anything else, so she turned around Rushing into the living room, shouting loudly: "Mom, aren't you sleepwalking? I'm Zhiwen!"

"Mom, mom, wake up quickly, someone is dead—"

"Mom, stop chasing, don't trip!"

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But her mother turned a deaf ear and said nothing, only wanting her daughter's life.Wang Zhiwen ran around the sofa again and again, the father in the room didn't know what was going on, he fell asleep like a pig, and he couldn't wake up even after such a commotion outside.

"Ah——" Wang Zhiwen suddenly stopped and yelled. She saw a dozen rotting corpses lying on the floor not far away. Many of the corpses were divided into pieces, and their white eyeballs glowed strangely. .

Under the light of the flashlight, these corpses were joined together little by little. The corpse climbed up from the ground and pinched back and forth with her mother, trapping Wang Zhiwen in the middle.

Wang Zhiwen was so anxious that she was about to cry. She called her mother loudly to the woman, one after another, but her mother was unmoved, and raised the machete in her hand to her with a smirk.