he came from the mirror

It was all caused by the shadow ghosts before, which made him think carefully about any suspicious objects he saw now, before considering how to act.Fang Ziming rubbed his face vigorously, and finally threw the clothes rail by his feet, walked over, bent down and picked up the cosmetic mirror with a silver metal cover.

The mirror is a very common kind of women's vanity mirror, with a foldable flip-top design, and there are upper and lower lenses inside when it is opened.When put together, there is a cute cartoon pattern drawn on the front. It belongs to the style that you can buy two for 15 yuan on Taobao. If you are lucky, you can get free shipping.

Fang Ziming opened the mirror cover, checked it upside down, and suddenly there was a ding in his head, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became: "Wait a minute, I seem to have seen this mirror somewhere else." Not in the mirror world, but earlier, somewhere in the real world.

That seems to be... It seems to be on Baoyun Mountain, the night when the sky fire descended.

He was knocked to the ground by the meteorite, and when he was in a daze, his right hand seemed to have been scratched by a broken mirror.

The more Fang Ziming thinks about it, the more he feels familiar. Of course, it may be just a psychological effect, but once this kind of thinking gets started, it will be out of control like a wild horse running wild.

"Let me think about it... At that time... I did feel something embedded in my chest with my left hand, and my right hand just got blood drawn by the mirror on the floor." His thoughts gradually became clear, and his speech speed It also followed a lot faster: "Now it is basically certain that the foreign object on my chest at that time was the 'Fanny's Stone'. So, the mirror, the meteorite, and maybe a little bit of my blood, could it be that I fell into it? The opportunity to enter this world?"

Then did he enter the Mirror Realm because of an accident and coincidence, or did he come by chance?

The small mirror shines brighter and brighter under the light of the living room, and Fang Ziming's thoughtful face is inside the mirror—this is the only mirror that can project his image except for the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the beginning—but Obviously, it also cannot answer the series of questions in the youth's mind.

"Forget it, I can't come to a conclusion even if I sit here and think about it. After all, I have collected too little information."

"Hmm, just wait." He hooked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes gradually ignited a fighting spirit: "One day, I will cut all the causal connections inside."

Temporarily suppressing all these complicated and entangled problems in the bottom of his heart, the young man regained his composure, took a selfie in the mirror, and asked a question after a while: "So, apart from enhancing my appearance, what other functions does this thing have? Can you show shadow ghosts a mirror and let them scare themselves to death? Impossible.” He seems to have mentioned in the future that by sticking the mirror on shadow ghosts’ foreheads, they can make them go home early.

Just as he was thinking, the surface of the double-sided mirror suddenly swayed like water waves, and the picture inside changed instantly.

Fang Ziming: "...I've really learned a lot. Could this be a voice-activated weapon?"

The picture in the mirror gradually became clearer.

Fang Ziming straightened his back unconsciously, raised the mirror and looked closely, and saw that the two lenses of the folding mirror showed two different scenes respectively.

The reflection in the upper part of the mirror was an acquaintance, which Fang Ziming just met yesterday, while the mirror in the lower part looked dim.The young man squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a while, and finally vaguely recognized that there seemed to be something like a card or baffle lying in front of the "lens", which caused the entire image on the lens to be blurred. It looks like the focus has failed.

However, compared to this, the picture on the top lens attracted his attention more.

Fang Ziming stared at the figure inside, remembering that in the early hours of the morning, he had been treated with threats and intimidation by this man, and he felt a little uncomfortable: "Why is it this guy again, is there really something wrong between us? "

This situation is really indescribably weird, a bit like watching a video recording of a remote camera receipt, and judging from the other party's expressions and movements in the screen, this is probably the kind of sneaky follow-up method that uses abnormal means, man Wherever he went, the camera picture followed him, and the distance was very close, never letting the man's face run away from the "screen".

Because the "screen" is not big, the image of the video is reduced in proportion, which seems quite laborious.

Fang Ziming looked at the small mirror in his hand, and murmured: "What kind of shameless black technology product is this... If he is in a hurry to go to the toilet, I won't be able to watch from a distance..."

"And this turned out to be the only weapon I can use as a killer's trump card." He choked, "If this continues, won't I be one step closer to the title of perverted voyeur?"

Fang Ziming inexplicably felt that the double-sided mirror was getting hotter and hotter.

Looking in the mirror, the man with whom he had double-faced ties was in a strange room. The guy was wearing a black vest and shorts, holding the door frame with one hand, and at a leisurely pace, Do pull-ups slowly.

Every time he did it, the muscles of his back and arms swelled rapidly, bulging out a series of pleasing full lines.

In just a short while, this guy has already done twenty or thirty pull-ups with a relaxed expression, and it seems that he can continue to do two or three hundred more.

Fang Ziming met this person twice, and he was either fully naked or half naked, in short, he was barely dressed.It's not the first time Fang Ziming has seen his sinewy body, but to be honest, it's really cool to see it once. After all, a perfect body doesn't only appear on beauties, but also handsome men.

"I'm not a pervert, it's pure appreciation, it's appreciation." He stared at the other's back muscles, envious and jealous in his heart: "It's too coquettish, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, and I'm not afraid of grabbing the door frame."

But having said that, although the muscles look good, it always feels like something is not right.

After the man did another [-] pull-ups, Fang Ziming finally found out what was wrong with this inexplicable sense of disobedience.

"The room behind this man doesn't look like the bedroom of [-]?" The young man watched the man pull his body off the ground with ease, and the small mirror could only reflect the environment within a small area around the man. , but it was enough for him to see clearly the decoration style of this room: "Off-white floor tiles, well, two-thirds of the floor in room [-] is made of wooden floors."

Very abruptly, an answer flashed in the young man's mind, and he opened his mouth: "No way. Is it possible that this guy...was frightened by me twice before and moved out of that apartment directly?"

This... should not be enough...

It's past two o'clock in the morning, and it's only been a day since Fang Ziming entered and exited the real world for the last time. It's okay for this person to go out to work, but if he really moves because of this, wouldn't he be very sorry?

Fang Ziming felt a little guilty for no reason, and closed the mirror gently with his eyes wandering.

This can't be blamed on me, it can only be blamed on this inexplicable world.he thought silently.

At this time, Fang Ziming hadn't thought about why the strange mirror in his palm would show him a stranger who had only two faces.

There are too many things he can't figure out.

For example—is the opportunity to travel between the two worlds really the mirror?Why can't he stay in the real world for too long?Also, how did the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the living room disappear, and how did the new double-sided folding mirror in his hand suddenly appear?

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Facts have proved that it is not the bust mirror in Room [-] that can connect the two worlds and help Fang Ziming go through the wormhole and return to reality.

When the young man waited for several hours and opened the anti-theft door of Room [-] again, he was surprised to find that the interior layout and furniture inside had all changed.This place is obviously much more empty than the last time I came in. There are only some basic large pieces of furniture in the room, all of which are mainly white, which is much brighter than the apartment I saw last time.The floor tiles here are very familiar to Fang Ziming, it is the off-white color he has seen in the double-sided mirror before.

He looked around, but didn't see anything worth noting, but there were a few dirty clothes piled up on the sofa in the living room, and a locked suitcase was placed on the ground against the wall near the bedroom door.It was obvious that the owner of the luggage had just moved in and hadn't bothered to tidy up and furnish the room.

Fang Ziming: "...I have a bad feeling."

He found the bathroom in this house, which is now in a brand new location. Fang Ziming looked at the square mirror that was completely different from a day ago, and tentatively stretched out his hand.

A few minutes later, he was still standing where he was, but silently took his hand back.

"Why?" The young man stared at the mirror, his expression gradually becoming anxious: "Is there some established rule that has not been fulfilled, or is the opportunity I thought before actually wrong? Could it be that the apartment has changed, the door leading to the real world?" ' and disappear?"

In the new room [-], the mirror in the bathroom was no longer the "door" that Fang Ziming was looking for. He gritted his teeth, turned around and searched all the other rooms in the apartment, not only to find out if there were other clues, but also to Take this to calm yourself down.

The apartment that the owner of [-] moved into has only one bedroom. The bathroom is set in the entrance hall. The kitchen next to it is very small. There are no pots and pans on the stove and cabinet, so it still looks empty. Not very popular.

The author has something to say: Tang Yu: "Hiss, I feel that someone is secretly coveting my body|body."

Fang Ziming (dead fish eyes): "Is it a woman's sixth sense?"

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