It is strictly forbidden to collapse people [Unlimited]

That night, probably because the victory was in sight, everyone's enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high.

Soon, several team members who had been triggered last night successfully assembled again.

Since the school history hall locked the door at night, Shen Yongle and others had to find another way to enter.

Fortunately, Sir Alex obviously had a wealth of experience in sneaking into buildings, and he soon discovered the unclosed windows on the third floor.

Mo Jue: "You can find a rope and climb down from the rooftop."

But in this way, someone needs to stay on the top floor to help watch the rope, and pull people up when they return.

The six of them were quickly divided into groups. Mo Jue and Shen Yongle entered the school history museum, Lu Fanqi and Yu Shibei moved, and Mu Xun and Zhang Jiatao were in charge of watching the rope and pulling people.

Grandpa skillfully fixed one end of the rope on the roof, and tied the other end around his waist and Lele's waist respectively. He took the lead to climb into the open window, adjusted the gap to a more suitable width, and then brought Shen Yongle in. .

This should be the tea room on the third floor, and the door opens into a circular corridor.

Probably in order to increase the lighting, the school history museum is formed into a "back" shape, and the roof of the central part is made of light-transmitting materials, which allows the faint moonlight to shine through in the dark.

The first floor is the entire spacious space, while the second and third floors are hollow. Through the windows facing the central atrium, you can clearly see the scene on the first floor, as well as the people in the opposite corridor.

Shen Yongle hid behind the Sir, and looked down with her head.

The first floor is the main school history exhibition hall. The floor height is much higher than other floors. The central area with the best lighting displays miniature models of the campus that have changed with history.

Shen Yongle lowered his voice subconsciously: "I can't see the mirror."

Mo Jue: "Go down and have a look."

The two then walked forward around the circular corridor, trying to see more of the first floor while looking for the stairs going down.

This dim environment is sometimes more terrifying than complete darkness.

In the dark night, under the effect of light and shadow, every window becomes a mirror.

Shen Yongle dazzled, as if he saw someone passing by in the corridor opposite, he was so frightened that he clenched the Lord's hand.

Mo Jue stopped immediately: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yongle took a closer look, and saw that the corridor opposite was empty, and felt that it might just be his own reflection.

He shook his head and said, "It's okay, it should be me who saw the flowers."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden "da da da" sound from above his head.

It was like a ping pong ball falling from a high place and bouncing again. The speed of the landing became faster and faster, and finally formed a string, and the bones rolled away.

The voice was very crisp, it didn't even sound like it was through a roof, it seemed to be not far above the head.

Shen Yongle and Mo Jue stopped at the same time and looked overhead.

For a long while, the room was quiet.

Shen Yongle's hands gradually soaked in fine sweat, and he whispered: "Is there something in the ventilation pipe?"

Mo Jue shook his head: "It seems to lead us somewhere."

Shen Yongle became even more nervous: "Then shall we go and have a look?"

The grandfather pursed his lips, slightly blocked Lele behind him, and walked carefully in the direction that the sound rolled away.

The two soon came to a concealed door.

Mo Jue cautiously pushed it away and took a look, only to find that it was the stairwell, and someone's groan could be heard vaguely between the second and third floors.

Shen Yongle was slightly taken aback: "Mu Xun?"

The groan downstairs stopped, and was immediately replaced by Mu Xun's brisk cry for help: "Leshen?! Hey! That's great, help me, I didn't stand firmly when I jumped down, and accidentally twisted my ankle... "

Shen Yongle frowned slightly.

He tried to look downstairs. The stairs here were folded back and forth. There was a small platform in the middle of each floor. There was no window between the two floors. Therefore, the platform became darker and darker, and only a swaying shadow could be seen.

"Muxun" seemed to wave his hand at them, and his tone became more urgent: "It seems to be swollen, what should I do..."

Shen Yongle thought to himself that this ghost's IQ doesn't seem to be very high, there are no windows here, how will Mu Xun get down from the rooftop?Not to mention that Mu Xun was originally guarding the rope group, even if he twisted his foot when he jumped, he would not be able to run so far before he could not move.

Behind him came the sound of rolling ping-pong balls.

Shen Yongle turned around subconsciously, and actually saw the ping pong ball bouncing and rolling out from the corner.

Shen Yongle thought it was some kind of illusion created by the mirror before, but he was shocked when he saw the ball really appear.

The yellow sphere didn't bounce very far, and soon turned into rolling, as if someone operated it, it generally came straight all the way towards the direction of the two of them.

All attention is focused on this little ball

The ping-pong ball rolled along the ground for a short distance, and slowly rolled to the edge of the stairs... "Da" hit the anti-skid road on the edge of the stairs...

Under Shen Yongle's unblinking gaze again, he turned over slowly and with difficulty.

Then continue to move forward, precariously approaching the cliff...

Shen Yongle suddenly felt an urge to pick up the ball before it completely rolled down.

He even took a step forward - and then was pulled back by the Sir.

"Don't stare at it."

Mo Jue raised his foot and pushed, and his long legs hit the ball accurately, kicking it down the stairs lightly.

"Da da da da..."

The ping-pong ball rolled down the stairs briskly and fell into the platform, and Gululu moved forward...

Then, when he was about to touch "Muxun"'s feet, he bumped into something, was blocked by "da", rolled to the side along a straight line for a short distance, and did not move.

Both Shen Yongle and Mo Jue came to their senses instantly.

That is a mirror.

The wall of the platform is a huge mirror that occupies the entire wall, and the figure they saw...has always been in the mirror.

God!

Shen Yongle couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

"Mu Xun" in the mirror was still begging for help unconsciously.

Shen Yongle thought in his heart that fortunately this strange talk has a low IQ, and his two sets of seduction plans actually exposed each other...

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he guessed that many people had been locked in the mirror, or because multiple shadows were reflected at the same time, and "everyone" in the mirror had their own thoughts, so they acted in their own way.

Mo Jue couldn't figure out his guess, so he gently pulled his hand as a signal, and said to the humanity in the mirror: "We'll go check the situation first and then come back to help you, you wait here for a while."

Without waiting for the other person to react, he quickly led Shen Yongle out of the stairwell.

Shen Yongle breathed a sigh of relief when the two left the stairwell area, and at the same time consciously kept away from the windows in the corridor - he now feels that all the reflective things are tricky.

With lingering fear in his heart, Shen Yongle almost pressed it against the Earl's ear, exclaiming in a low voice: "Didn't you say that the mirror on the first floor is the problem?"

Mo Jue also frowned slightly: "Maybe it's not just on the first floor..."

He thought for a while, "Most of the mirrors in this building have problems, but normal students usually come in from the first floor, so it is the mirrors on the first floor that are found to be abnormal."

Shen Yongle is also thinking about the conclusion: "We should have all been reflected in the mirror, but it is still trying to lure us into it... It seems that only when we get close to the mirror can we be really attacked by the ghost in the mirror."

Mo Jue: "It's also possible that the person in the mirror wants to come out."

"The description in the ghost talk is 'every time you look in the mirror, the shadow will get closer to you, until you walk out of the mirror, it will pull you in'," Sir Alex calmly analyzed, "But if you count all the mirrors, this is not true. Reasonable."

Shen Yongle quickly understood what he meant: "If this is the case, the power of this strange talk is too great."

As long as you step into the school history museum at night, you can basically never get out - because even if you don't look back in the mirror, there are too many places that can reflect light.

This is simply not a strange talk about a mirror, but should be directly passed as "the school history museum is haunted at night, you must not go there".

Mo Jue: "Therefore, I think that in this strange story, people in the mirror cannot come out at will, but just like physical phenomena, people need to touch the mirror surface to get in touch with reality."

The distance between the reflection in the mirror and the mirror surface is the same as the distance between the person looking in the mirror and the mirror surface. Only when people touch and meet each other can your shadow really touch the mirror surface.

Shen Yongle made up his mind a little, so as long as he didn't touch the mirror, there would be basically no danger.

But you can't touch the mirror, how to decipher this strange talk?

Smashing a mirror will hurt the corresponding player, right?

Mo Jue: "Let's go downstairs first."

Shen Yongle was a little bit embarrassed: "Go back to the stairwell? The light over there is too dark, I can't see where there is a mirror, it's too easy to be tricked..." He thought for a while, "Or let Fanfan get a flashlight down."

Mo Jue thought it was feasible, and the two turned around to go back, but they heard a sudden "ding" from their side.

A door slowly opened beside them, revealing the elevator car left running late at night.

There was light in the elevator.

Shen Yongle squinted his eyes from being stabbed, and it took him a long time to adapt to the light and slowly open them.

There was no one in the car in front of him, and the inner walls of the car on three sides were frosted and wooden, so no one could be reflected.

This is almost a glaring trap.

Both Lele and Sir Alex looked serious and did not let down their guard.

However—after all, this place is bright, even if there are mirrors inside, it will be safer than walking in a dark corridor that also has mirrors.

The two looked at each other, considered for a moment, and chose to walk into the car almost at the same time.

The ceiling was indeed made of smooth steel, which could clearly reflect their figures. Mo Jue randomly took out a student card and pressed the button on the first floor.

The elevator doors closed quickly and slowly.

Shen Yongle subconsciously took a deep breath.

However, even though he was mentally prepared, Leshen still couldn't hold back his breath when he saw the situation in front of him clearly.

The elevator starts to descend...

It seemed to be sure that they had nowhere to escape, and on the car door and ceiling that were empty just now—a dense crowd of figures appeared in an instant.

Shen Yongle and Mo Jue were standing in the middle of the elevator crowd, almost having the illusion of difficulty breathing.

Everyone's eyes were dull, and their eyes were black and blue.

Quite a few of them can still move, some make heart-piercing screams, and some scratch themselves desperately, scratching their necks and arms with bloodstains...

Among them, the most front position - Jing Yue's frightened expression is clearly visible.

"Help!" He yelled at the two of them silently, with tears streaming down his face in an instant, "I am the real...that counterfeit product replaced me! Leshen! Sir! Help me out! !"

Shen Yongle and Mo Jue looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

The author has something to say: Shen Yongle (throws into the Lord's arms): Ahhhh!