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Zhang Xianrao is well-informed, so he couldn't help but take a breath at this time.

He clearly remembered that the man who was sitting on that chair just now was a man in women's clothing. Although he was slender, he was wearing a pink gauze dress, his hands were fleshy, and his nails were studded with sparkling rhinestones. The presence.

The woman in the mirror was still combing her hair leisurely and contentedly. Her body swayed slightly, letting blood drip from the hem of her white clothes.

This scene was weird and frightening, Zhang Xian restrained his urge to take a step back in time, and after finding a reason, Tang Changyue said, "Guess how I found you?"

While speaking, he quietly adjusted the angle of view.

In addition to the woman in white on the chair, a second woman in white appeared on the bed.

Dark red blood dripped down the corner of the quilt.

She curled up under the quilt, revealing half of her face with long hair.

Zhang Xian remembered that the man on the bed had a Zhang Guozi face, but now, through the mirror, he only saw half a white skull with black eyes.

The stockings, skirts, underwear, and high-heeled shoes on the bed are all crude paper-cuts, and the colors are as bright and rigid as the graffiti of elementary school students.

What kind of mirror is this, a prank?

"Did you forget something?" Zhang Xian continued to find something to say, while adjusting the angle to observe himself and Tang Changyue in the mirror.

In the mirror, both he and Tang Changyue were normal.

"What's wrong with you?" After adjusting the angle twice, Tang Changyue also felt something was wrong.

Zhang Xian held Tang Changyue tightly: "Come out with me, I have something to do."

"Wait..." Before Tang Changyue finished speaking, a deep voice rang out from the room: "It's cold outside, you should wear more clothes."

Immediately afterwards, a chubby man with fair skin was holding a coat and walked towards the two of them with a smile.

Zhang Xian peeked into the mirror.

In the mirror, this is another woman with long hair in white... a male skeleton.

The skulls of males and females are different, especially the angle of the mandible. Zhang Xian can distinguish this very clearly and has practical experience, so he is not very afraid, but only weird.

Every step "she" takes leaves a bloody footprint.

And what she was holding in her hand was not Tang Changyue's coat, but a... shroud made of paper.

"Thank you." Tang Changyue smiled and reached out to pick it up, but was slapped by Zhang Xian on the wrist.

Zhang Xian said, "He's not cold", and held Tang Changyue tightly: "It's urgent, come with me!"

"Hey, wait." Tang Changyue suddenly thought of something at this moment, "You were busy saving people last night, and something fell down. I'll bring it to you."

He was talking about Zhang Xian's red and white tote bag.

But what Zhang Xian cares about now is the safety of the two of them, what is the handbag: "Don't worry about that."

During the dispute, the man looked at them with a smile.And when Zhang Xian glanced at the mirror, the skeleton in the mirror suddenly turned his head, and the two black eye sockets seemed to be staring straight at Zhang Xian!

Zhang Xian's eyes suddenly hurt, and physiological tears poured out unconsciously.

He subconsciously blinked his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes seemed to be covered with a filter, filled with a dark red color everywhere.

In the room, except for Tang Changyue, the four people, or the four female skeletons in white clothes, turned their heads at some point and stared at Zhang Xian with their black eye sockets.

Zhang Xian held a cane in one hand and grabbed Tang Changyue with the other, and there was no extra third hand to open the door.

But Tang Changyue didn't know anything, and was still wondering: "Why did the lights in the room suddenly go dark?"

"Open the door." Zhang Xian urged.

"oh oh."

While saying these two sentences, the skeletons in the mirror stood up one after another and walked towards Zhang Xian and Tang Changyue.

Zhang Xian's hairs stood on end. Fortunately, Tang Changyue was already twisting the doorknob. The moment the doorknob was pushed down, Zhang Xian pushed Tang Changyue out forcefully——

"Ouch!"

Tang Changyue hit a fleshy wall and almost bounced back.

——Outside the door, there was an old Guo who was banging on the door!

Lao Guo and Tang Changyue collided, blocking the way to survive.

The four skeletons in the room raised their hands.

Just when Zhang Xian's eyes were covered with a dark red filter, they no longer maintained the appearance of a woman dressed as a boss, but returned to their original appearance.

A neat blood-dripping white coat, with white hand bones exposed, stared at Zhang Xian and the others with black eye sockets, his jaw slowly opened, and a black-gray air mass brewed in his throat...

"Run!"

Zhang Xian had a bad intuition and pushed Tang Changyue and Lao Guo hard.The two of them were dizzy from the fall, and when they heard Zhang Xian's voice was different, they couldn't help but look up, their faces paled in shock.

"What the hell is this!"

There was no need for Zhang Xian to say anything else, the two rushed out and Zhang Xian jumped out of the room and closed the door with his backhand.

A slight cracking sound sounded behind the door, and those dark gray air masses hit the wooden door, corroding the door panel into black shallow pits.

The corroded part emits white smoke and gradually expands.

Will the skeleton open the door?

Before Zhang Xian could think about this question, he heard the slamming of the door panel.

The next moment, a hand bone pierced through the door panel, almost touching the tip of his nose.

Zhang Xian immediately ran away.

The skeletons pulled the bones out of the door panel, and after a few hits, the door panel was shattered, and they stepped on the shards and walked into the corridor of the hotel.

"... Isn't it good to wear a small skirt? Isn't it cute to play with a doll?"

"... Hey, why is it a boy in this life..."

"It hurts, it hurts, why did you shock me, I'm not sick, I'm not a pervert..."

"...I can't marry a woman and hurt others, don't force me anymore, please, don't force me..."

——This is all about what!

During this time, Tang Changyue and Lao Guo had already boarded the elevator and waved to Zhang Xian.

The corridor of the hotel is extremely long, covered with thick carpets to absorb the sound, but it is obviously inconvenient for Zhang Xian who is not able to move, so he blinked and fell behind the two people in front of him.

Zhang Xian saw that Tang Changyue and Lao Guo's expressions became terrified at the same time, and felt something in his heart, so he quickly dodged to the side.

The feet are unstable. When most of the body follows the conditioned reflex to make movements, an important part not only does not give strength, but also acts as a sandbag, which is very fatal.

Zhang Xian didn't think of this problem until halfway through the dodge, so he had no choice but to quickly correct it, replacing this defect with the movement of other muscles.

In other words, instead of jumping, he was forced to roll.

"call--"

A ball of black and gray air fell silently on the carpet, and a hole was burned in the carpet, less than three centimeters away from Zhang Xian's trousers.

"I'll carry you on my back!"

Tang Changyue turned back at some point and helped him up.

Zhang Xian shook his head: "Don't worry about me."

"Don't be humble at this time!"

"No humility."

——If my legs can get better, I would like to...

This bewitching idea reappeared, but it was within Zhang Xian's expectation.

As long as he encountered difficulties, his thoughts jumped out and stabbed him.

However, Zhang Xian solved it by himself every time.

He didn't ignore a problem: from climbing the windowsill to being chased by skeletons, the difficulties he encountered became more serious every time.

This meant that someone was forcing him to respond as soon as possible.

Although he doesn't know the identity and purpose of the opponent, Zhang Xian knows one thing: we will oppose whatever the enemy supports, and we will support whatever the enemy opposes.

Even if he died, jumped off the stairs, and was sprayed to death by skeletons, he would never give in!

——Wait, why do you have to be sprayed to death by skeletons?

Do skeletons have any means of attack?

If only spraying, the speed is much slower than bullets, he can definitely predict it!

Zhang Xian pushed Tang Changyue away, tore off the decorative painting on the corridor, and slammed it on the skull's face.

The skeleton also seemed to be stunned by his sudden move.

Anyone who saw them would run away in panic when they saw them, but today this kid actually provoked them?

Tolerable or unbearable!

"It actually ruined my hairstyle!"

"My sister's makeup is hard to draw. Look, how can there be such a white and glowing skull in other houses!"

"The disk for eye socket shadowing is still limited to this year's season, and it took six hours to grab it..."

"...Kill him, kill him!"

The author has something to say: Yesterday the online review lasted for two hours... decided to change it to six o'clock update.

I am a person who has a manuscript + an outline, and I am proud!

During the tea party——

Author: Brother Yan, a man who has engraved in his bones whether to be cowardly or to do nothing. (drinking tea.jpg)

Brother Yan: The author, a writer who turns horror and supernatural into violent defense. (drinking tea.jpg)

Skeletons: People already know that they are just cannon fodder~ blah blah blah... (Wearing tea in a small skirt with an orchid finger up.jpg)