Chapter 342 Mirror

Zhang Xiaojie saw that it was a short video shared by Feng Lu, who shared the apartment.

He didn't think much either.

He clicked on the short video.

On the cover of the short video was a cold, dark, tiled space with a hazy feeling.

After clicking on the short video,

There was no light or sound in the video.

Then came the sound of water. From far to near, the darkness began to clear up.

This is a bathroom.

In the bathroom, there was a mirror. There was a man standing in front of the mirror. It seemed that there was a second person in the bathroom who was taking a short video or putting the camera on his cell phone.

The man in front of the mirror held a small white candle in his hand, which became the only light source in the bathroom. Looking at the man in front of the mirror, he gave Zhang Xiaojie a sense of familiarity.

But because of the dim environment, he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't remember where he had seen this side face.

In the short video, the man in front of the mirror and the blurry figure in the mirror were blowing out candles, but the candles never blew out.

At this point, the short video was halfway through. Zhang Xiaojie curled her lips and was a little uninterested as she watched the inexplicable short video.

He had long seen that this was some sort of mirror game. After all, young people were full of energy and endless death. There were many things like this and so-called experience in the bar.

But recently, some of the spirit bars have been closed a lot, and Zhang Xiaojie has been curious for a while.

So, Zhang Xiaojie, a veteran internet addict, was very clear about the set in the post bar. These videos were all old tricks, using closed spaces, dark environments, and a person playing a supernatural game to hint at layers of suspense, and then creating real supernatural events through video synthesis.

As long as the netizens who have been through the spirit channel of the bar know these tricks.

Zhang Xiaojie immediately lost interest, but he still planned to watch the short video. At this time, the man in front of the mirror repeatedly lowered his head and blew the candle. The candle flickered, and at the same time, the reflection of the candle in the mirror also jumped down. Then, a strange scene happened. The candle in the mirror flickered and then it flickered again, like a blurry figure reflected in the mirror. He lowered his head and blew two breaths at the candle?

Heh,

Not only was Zhang Xiaojie not scared, but he was getting bored. There were a lot of video editing apps that could do this trick.

There were videos of wall piercing, arms stretching for more than ten meters to get drinks, a second of magic changing into more than ten sets of clothes, and so on. Anyone who liked to swipe short videos could list many similar videos.

Zhang Xiaojie, who thought he was a great deductive expert, looked more and more bored and uninteresting. He thought that the video should be over by now. Who knew, without any warning, the mirror in the short video suddenly cracked like a spider web.

"Loser." Then there was a low, irritable roar, the first time someone spoke in the short video.

At this point, the video ends.

Damn!!

Zhang Xiaojie, who had been watching the short video calmly, was startled. It was as if a grimace suddenly appeared in the static picture. It was as if a normal person would be startled by the sudden extreme quietness, the sudden breaking of the mirror and the sudden manic human voice.

Then, Zhang Xiaojie started sending voice messages to Feng Lu on his phone, asking where Feng Lu got the short video.

Asked Feng Lu if the candle in the short video had been blown twice and the last bathroom mirror had suddenly shattered. Was it fake, or was it a software synthesis that combined several separate recordings?

Before Feng Lu could reply, Zhang Xiaojie could not wait to say that it must be the same as he had guessed. These were short videos that were made up later, and then the words were clear that no one was watching such a cryptic video.

But after waiting for a minute, Feng Lu didn't reply. Zhang Xiaojie thought about it and sent another voice message: "Ah lu, don't take today's events too hard for granted. The station master did not do a good job during the day. The station master didn't want to pay for the gas station. Then he was deducted from his performance or affected his future by the people above. He could only take advantage of those powerless little people like us. This is not the case in the past. This lousy station master. And looking at the street clothes that the driver was wearing, it was the driver who was driving the big boss's car. He drove the boss's car out on purpose to find trouble and steal money. You should take this money as buying the driver's leg. I wish the driver would go out and be hit by the car immediately after taking the money."

His fingers loosened, indicating that the voice transmission was successful.

Just then, a gust of wind blew in the dark, and goosebumps immediately stood up on Zhang Xiaojie's arm, which was exposed from his short sleeves. Zhang Xiaojie shivered, and suddenly became bored. He stopped short video and playing with his cell phone. He put away his cell phone and told his colleagues that he was going straight to the toilet of the gas station alone.

After standing in the night wind for a long time, he felt a little wet.

It was just a small gas station on the outskirts of Gaishi, surrounded by farmland, so the gas station was small and did not specifically build independent toilets.

The toilet was built on the back of the convenience store building.

On the back of the building was a small path, where the lights gradually dimmed, with only one street lamp serving as the light, and outside the gas station wall, there were large tracts of dark farmland.

Take a detour and you'll see the toilet about three or four meters away.

It was just a small gas station, and the toilet was of course not much of a place. The men's and women's toilets were opposite doors, and the smell was opposite, so the smell was not good.

The bathroom was voice-activated, and the lights automatically lit up as soon as they entered the men's room. There was only one urinal and a squat pit, a sink, a mirror, and it was very simple, so only one person could go in at a time.

I don't know if it's psychological or not. When zhang Gon Freecss turned around and faced the urinal, he always felt a gaze staring at him in the mirror behind him.

It was like a reflection in the mirror behind him, and he was now turning around to stare at him. Zhang Xiaojie's scalp went numb and he turned around in a hurry. The reflection in the mirror behind him also turned around to face him, and nothing unusual happened.

Zhang Xiaojie had just turned his head away, but he turned around and looked behind him suspiciously. After so many times, he found nothing unusual.

However, not only did he not feel less nervous, he felt a sense of pressure and coldness in the confined space. Zhang Xiaojie was all haired and wanted to leave the men's room as soon as possible.

However, at this moment, pa, there was no sound of footsteps for a long time, the voice control light above his head suddenly went out, and the men's toilet suddenly fell into the darkness of invisibility...

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