Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

"Are you all right?" Guan Yi let go of Ding Mu, and put his hands on his back to help him breathe little by little.

"I'm fine." Ding Mu panted for a while, and finally breathed evenly. Apart from a little dry throat when breathing, there was no other discomfort.

"Who is this person?" Guan Yi noticed the corpse in the next compartment, and he naturally looked at the corpse, "Yo, it's pretty neat."

Guan Yi suddenly raised his hand and patted Ding Mu's shoulder, stopped his turning back, and said, "Don't look back, you close your eyes first, I said open your eyes before you open them."

"Okay." Ding Mu nodded, he had a natural sense of trust in Guan Yi, and he didn't think Guan Yi would harm him.

"Take a deep breath, inhale—exhale—inhale—exhale—very good, calm down, do you have any special feelings?" Guan Yi put his hands on Ding Mu's shoulders, giving him support and confidence.

"I...I feel my eyes are a little hot." Ding Mu felt that this feeling was very novel, he had never had such a feeling of "entering trance" before.This feeling is like his soul and body are divided into two parts, one is standing on the ground, naked on the upper body, wearing only a pair of pants on the lower body; Hair swirls on the head.

"The eyes are a little hot?" Guan Yi thought for a while, and asked, "Is it the kind of tingling heat, or the scalding heat?"

Ding Mu's face suddenly turned a little red, as if he was a little embarrassed, and he felt unable to describe it - because this feeling was like someone slowly sticking his lips to his eyes, kissing them carefully, Kiss.Guan Yi's voice interspersed, giving him an illusion: it seemed that Guan Yi was kissing him.

But Guan Yi's voice was right next to his ears, it couldn't have been done by Guan Yi, it was just his imagination.

Ding Mu's face became a little hot. In order to disturb the distracting thoughts in his mind, he said, "Is it alright? Can I open my eyes?"

Guan Yi glanced at Diao Wenyuan's body and said, "Yes, but you have to be mentally prepared."

Ding Mu opened his eyes, and saw a scene completely different from what he had seen before: the bathroom was filthy, the walls, floor, and even the ceiling were covered with bloodstains and bloody handprints one after another, and the floor tiles It is not an ordinary floor tile at all, but a huge mirror, which is seamlessly inlaid on the ground without gaps.He looked down and saw himself in the mirror—no, it wasn't him at all, because he wasn't smiling when he looked down.

He swallowed, unable to believe it, the impact was too great, he wanted to turn his head to look at Guan Yi at a loss, but was stopped by Guan Yi's hand, only listening to the people behind him Say, "Turn around slowly, without looking back."

Ding Mu obediently restrained his constant desire to turn his head, slowly grabbed Guan Yi's hand and turned around. Before he saw Guan Yi, he was even ready to turn around to see who was not Guan Yi's mental preparation.

Fortunately, Guan Yi still looked like that, especially clean in this filth, so clean that Ding Mu almost wanted to cry.

"It's okay, brother is here." Guan Yi held Ding Mu's hand and comforted him.

Ding Mu nodded and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Guan Yi pointed to the corpse in the compartment and asked him, "Can you see something?"

Ding Mu turned around little by little, and looked at Diao Wenyuan's body. At this time, Diao Wenyuan's blood had already stained his shirt, and the blood was stained all over. Diao Wenyuan's eyes also slowly shed blood like tears, his face was distorted, and he looked like a man. He is ferocious and terrifying.

"Black gas is coming out of his body." Ding Mu looked carefully and found that Diao Wenyuan's skin was rapidly turning blue, and black gas was coming out of the part that turned blue, and the black gas seemed to be guided by something , are floating in a certain direction in strands, and a lot of them are spilled into the air on the way.

"Is it like that clown?" Guan Yi asked after thinking about it.

"Yes, it's just that the clown's black air is thicker than his body." Ding Mu replied.

The black air on the clown's body was as thick as being burned by an incinerator, and his face could not be seen at first glance.

"Also, where does the black air seem to be drifting... Hiss—" Ding Mu was trying to find out the specific direction of the black air drifting, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyeballs like a needle prick.

"Close your eyes and concentrate!" Guan Yi said anxiously, raising his hand to cover his eyes, "Don't look."

Ding Mu closed his eyes, and when his eyes were covered by Guan Yi's warm hands, he felt much less pain.

"Brother, I'm much better." Ding Mu wanted to take a look again, but he was not as strong as Guan Yi, and he couldn't pull it down, "Okay, let go."

"Are you okay?" Guan Yi was worried, feeling that he was really sick, knowing that Ding Mu had used his eyes too much a few days ago and let him watch it carelessly, for nothing he was called brother, even his younger brother was squeezed!

Guan Yi fell into self-examination, completely forgetting how he oppressed Bai Shan.