C48 mirror

The hands of the bean curd vendor were very cold. After grabbing my arm, I felt half unconscious. He could only follow him through the door while limping.

As I entered, my foot brushed the floor and I kicked off a shoe.

I've heard a lot of ghost stories, and I know that the most popular trick of a nagging kid is to trick someone into the yard and then slam the door shut. No matter how hard you hit or how hard you pulled, the door wouldn't open.

Now I've got one shoe stuck in the crack in the door, and it won't be able to close.

Sure enough, just as I followed the bean curd stall owner into the courtyard, I heard a loud bang behind me. Startled, I looked back and saw that the door had indeed closed, but it hadn't closed properly, leaving a gap. My shoes worked.

I heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed before limping after the bean curd stall owner.

The courtyard was as narrow as an alley. It was not bad for two people to walk side by side.

The stall owner walked two steps before shouting at the top of his lungs, "Old Gu, Old Gu, someone is looking for you."

I wondered, "Is there really someone in this house?"

But I soon understood that this was a stall owner's little trick. He was trying to soothe my heart so that I wouldn't resist too fiercely. In this way, my heart became more at ease. Even now, the booth owner has not fallen out with me and instead, he was concealing it, showing that he didn't have the confidence to harm me.

There was no one in the room to answer, so the stall owner said to himself, "Strange, did he fall asleep? Let's go in and take a look and wake him up. "

This room was also very strange. It was a square room with no tables, chairs, or windows.

I said to the stall owner, "Where is he?"

The booth owner pointed to a wall and said, "It's behind that."

I noticed then that there was a dirty curtain on the wall, and perhaps a suite behind it.

While speaking, the stall owner casually pulled down the curtain. Then I saw a man standing behind the curtain.

Startled, I turned to leave, but then I realized it was me.

There was no door behind the curtain, and there was a large mirror. I... Am I looking in the mirror?

In the mirror, I was dressed in a corpse suit, my face pale. Strangely, his eyes were closed.

This place is too strange. I wanted to escape, but my body was out of control. I stared at the mirror, unable to move.

In the mirror, I slowly lifted my lips in a strange smile. Then, slowly, his eyes opened.

The person in the mirror is opening his eyes, while I am slowly closing them, as if I have fallen into a deep slumber, and my eyelids are extremely heavy … My heart sank as I remembered the words on the paper: When you look in the mirror, close your right eye.

I tried to raise my hand and cover my right eye. It was a simple gesture, but it was difficult for me to do it. The main thing was that my arms were very heavy, as if they didn't belong to me anymore.

Fortunately, I clenched my teeth and pressed my palm to my right eye. Then I clearly felt that something had been cut off by me. Then my body was free.

At the same time, I noticed that cracks had appeared on the mirror in front of me, and with a crash, it shattered.

The bean curd stall owner's face turned deathly pale. He plopped to his knees as he wailed, "My mirror …"

I took advantage of this time to escape from the house. After exiting the house, I casually closed the door, picked up a wooden stick from the side, and fastened the knocker on the door.

I don't know if this will stop the stall owner, but it's good to be able to stall for a minute.

I ran to the front door and tried to open it. The two wooden doors seemed light, but at this moment I felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

I tried my best to open it only a little, but the door was still trying to close slowly.

Behind him, there was a dull thud as the stall owner knocked on the door. In addition to the banging on the door, there was his muffled curses, which were like a death spell and made me sweat profusely.

I let out a roar, and with all the strength I could muster in my life, yanked the door open a crack, just barely able to get me out.

First, I kicked my shoes into the alley and then hurriedly got out.

Who would have thought that the door would close so quickly, and just happened to catch one of my legs in the crack of the door. I screamed. The pain was secondary. The most important part was my despair.

I heard a 'kacha' sound coming from the door, and the wooden pole holding the door knocker was broken. The stall owner walked out with an ashen face.

I whipped my right leg so hard I couldn't pull it out.

It's over, I'm dead for sure today. I might end up lying in bed for a year or so like that slut.

At this moment, my vision blurred. A person suddenly appeared in front of me. He forcefully pushed the door open a bit, causing me to quickly pull my leg out.

When the man saw me free, he pulled the door shut again, then unbuckled his belt and tied the knocker in a strange way.

There was a banging sound from inside the door, but the stall owner seemed to find it difficult to get out.

The man said, "This place is not safe. Let's go."

Then he pulled me deeper into the village.

I noticed that when he ran, his feet didn't touch the ground either, and it was obvious that this fellow was also a ghost.

He and I fled all the way to a run-down temple before we had time to put our shoes back on.

He led me into the ruined temple, closed the door, and then, without a word, sat down on a rock and looked at me.

I was looking at him, too, as he looked at me. I noticed that he was different from the ghosts here. He was young, looked a few years younger than me, and was very stylishly dressed. I saw that he had an earring on his right ear.

After a long while, he opened his mouth. "What's your name?"

I said, "Hu."

He said, "Then I'll call you Brother Hu. It just so happens to resonate with a celebrity. "

I smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

I almost wondered if I had heard wrongly. "What?"

This time, I heard it clearly. It's not Miss Bao, it's Bao Xiaojie.

Even though I knew that the other party was a ghost, I was no longer afraid. I smiled and said, "Your name is also compatible with a famous person."

Bao Xiaojie said, "Really? "Why can't I remember having such a celebrity?"

I didn't explain, but asked him, "What happened just now? Were you the one who threw the note to me? "

Bao Xiaojie refused to answer my question and asked me: "Brother Hu, where did you come from?"

I hesitated for a moment and thought, since we are already in the Rain City, it doesn't matter if I tell him where I came from, not to mention that this person just saved me. Thus, I said, "I entered from Wuzhong."

Bao Xiaojie nodded his head, "Indeed, I can smell the Wuzhong's scent from your body."

He sighed, and asked with melancholy: "Is Wuzhong well?"

I thought: "Wuzhong, how would I know?"

I said to Bao Xiaojie, "I'm not a student of the Wuzhong. "What, you are?"

Bao Xiaojie nodded, "That's right. I used to be, that night I climbed over the wall to go online and accidentally walked into the rainy market. "

I frowned, feeling that this sounded familiar.

I asked him, "Which year are you from?"

Bao Xiaojie said: "If nothing happened to me, I should be in my second year of high school right now."

My heart skipped a beat as I moved closer to Bao Xiaojie and grabbed his sleeves to smell it.

Bao Xiaojie's face revealed a proud look: "Brother Hu, you know what's good for you. These clothes were imported from foreign countries, we can't buy them at all."

I sat back down on my rock and said to him, "Did you take your clothes off the body?"

Bao Xiaojie's face changed instantly.

I said tentatively, "You're not the slut, are you?"

Bao Xiaojie flew into a rage: "Scoundrel? Is that what those poor bastards call me? "Pfft, they're just jealous."

I waved my hand. "Alright, you've already become a ghost, why bother about this? Didn't I hear you went out? Why is he still here? "

The moment I said that, Bao Xiaojie's face became very serious.

He leaned over and whispered to me, "Because of this rainy place, the living can come in, but they can't go out."

My heart sank. "Are you joking?"

Bao Xiaojie pointed at himself: "Look at me, I haven't gone out yet."

I shook my head. I heard there are antiques dealers who frequent the rainy market. "

Bao Xiaojie's voice became even more mysterious, "This is because there is a secret in the Rain City that I have to use a long time to figure out."

He suddenly laughed mischievously and sat back on his rock. "The one fighting you, is that the Little Tang Wei?"

I thought, "It looks like he's been following me since I sat on the tofu stand."

I nodded.

Bao Xiaojie said: "Little Tang Wei, hmph, you are lying. All day long, it was all up to her. This was her brother, and that was her brother. They called him sweet and didn't give him any advantages at all. I spent more than a few thousand on her, and I can't even get to second base. "

I helplessly scratched my head and thought: Aren't you talking about the secret of the Rain City? Why did the topic so stiffly turn to Little Tang Wei? I realised that the students of the Wuzhong are extremely passionate about their relationship with women.

Bao Xiaojie continued: "Heh heh, now this bitch also came in. Even if I had a way to save her, I wouldn't help. Let her suffer. "

My heart stirred as I said to Bao Xiaojie, "You have a way to save him?"

Bao Xiaojie was a little proud: "Of course."

Puzzled, I asked, "Then why didn't you go out?"

Bao Xiaojie vaguely said: "I'm not in a hurry, I still have something to do here. Brother Hu, you are a good person, look at you, you're more honest, you're not as pretentious as Little Tang Wei, so I saved your life. "Come on, let me show you something. You'll understand when you're done."

After that, Bao Xiaojie brought me out of the run-down temple, and walked around the Ghost Village until I reached another courtyard.

This time we did not go in, but peeped through the wall.

I saw two people inside the wall. One of them was an old lady selling jewelry, the other was the Little Tang Wei.

The Little Tang Wei was dressed in gold and silver, her entire body shining with a golden light, just like the imperial palace's imperial concubine.

The old lady took out a mirror, and said to the Little Tang Wei with a smile: "Miss, you are really too beautiful. Take a look, and enjoy it."