Chapter 86 True and False 3

Xu Hui felt that the laughter was extremely ethereal. At first glance, it sounded like he didn't know where he was in the house, but the faint sound after disappearing seemed to haunt his ears.

He subconsciously turned his head and took a look. There was nothing more around him, but when he looked back, the other person opposite him had disappeared.

Xu Hui couldn't help but be slightly stunned and subconsciously shook the flashlight forward to shine. Except for the mirror platform, no one appeared.

This sudden change gave Xu Hui a sense of loss. Somehow, he wanted to know what the other person was just doing?

The flashlight flashed twice at this time and suddenly went out. Xu Hui couldn't help regretting that he should have prepared a durable "wolf's eye" instead of the current ordinary lighting flashlight.

He glanced out of the window. Although the rain had not stopped, the sky did not seem to be as dark as before, and the room was not too dark to reach out. He threw the flashlight aside and wiped the sweat on his face.

He was not allowed to think about how to deal with it. The harsh friction sounded again. Out of instinctive reaction, Xu Hui looked up in the direction of the sound and found that the mirror table moved slowly again.

He couldn't help but be shocked. The nerves all over his body immediately tightened, paying attention to the movement of the mirror platform to prevent it from hitting him vigorously.

To his surprise, the mirror platform just slowly adjusted its position. When it stopped, the mirror surface rushed to Xu Hui.

Xu Hui couldn't help but feel excited and didn't understand how to deal with himself. Even if he now knew that there were ghosts in the room and that all the horrible situations were created by ghosts, the fear and powerlessness that went straight to his heart still touched the bottom of his psychological endurance.

The muscles on his face involuntarily twitched a few times and wanted to remove his eyes from the mirror without looking at it, but the mirror seemed to be like a bottomless vortex, sucking his eyes into it. Inadvertently, Xu Hui once again looked at the mirror.

He only felt that his heart was very clear, but his body was not controlled by himself at all. Not only could he move his body, but he couldn't even close his eyes. If the mirror platform suddenly rushed out of him at this time, he would have no choice but to suffer.

But the mirror platform did not move again, so he looked at him and began to try his best to disperse his eyes and try not to look at the mirror, but soon he couldn't support it. He was forced to stare at the mirror, and the situation reflected in the mirror appeared.

This time, he did not see himself in the mirror, but saw a woman's face.

It was obviously not a living face. The blue-white skin was covered with small cracks, and the head was slightly drooping. A pair of completely white eyes stared at Xu Hui. His bloody lips were slightly raised to one side, as if there was a sneer, and the long black hair was on both sides of his cheeks.

Xu Hui noticed that there was only one face in the mirror, but he could not see his body. He felt that the woman's white eyes without pupils looked at him up and down as if they were looking at him. Gradually, he felt that his brain was blank, and his eyes were locked to death by the woman. He stared at the white eyes, a cloudy The cold feeling began to spread from one's eyes to the whole body.

Suddenly, the horn hanging on his chest seemed to feel something. A dark red light emitted from above. Xu Hui only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the strong pain quickly transmitted to his brain, which made him couldn't help shouting, instinctively bending down and raising his hand. Press it to your chest.

At the same time, there seemed to be a trace of panic on the woman's face in the mirror. The original small cracks increased a lot in an instant when the red light appeared, and the human face flashed in the mirror and quickly retreated back and disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

Xu Hui knelt down on the ground with his legs in pain. He pressed his chest with one hand and supported himself on the ground with the other. He gasped and sweat fell to the ground with sweat dripping on his cheeks. He stared with fear, not because of pain, but because he couldn't forget the scene just now.

At this time, Xu Hui, who regained consciousness, had guessed that it was the horn that saved him. If it hadn't been for this severe pain, he didn't know what the consequences would be. At that time, the unconscious state made him feel much more terrible than the previous ones.

After a while, he finally recovered, sat on the ground crookedly, took a long breath, wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeves, and said to himself, "Thank you..."

Suddenly, the afterglow from the corner of his eyes swept across the white cloth on the ground, and his heart couldn't help moving. After trying to adjust his breathing, he turned over and grabbed a piece of white cloth, rushed to the mirror platform in a few steps, shaking his hand to cover the white cloth.

To be honest, he doesn't know whether this will work or not, but in the current situation, as long as there is a little hope, Xu Hui is not a person who easily succes to lose.

The white cloth fell on the mirror platform with the sound of the wind. Xu Hui simply took a dead knot in the corner of the white cloth and retreated a few steps to breathe.

He retreated to the wall, lowered his head and carefully untied his clothes and took a look at his chest. His skin was nothing different except a little red, so he was relieved.

Unexpectedly, before he fastened the button, he felt a chill on the back of his neck. Xu Hui was suddenly shocked and hurried forward a few steps, left the wall behind him, turned his head, and almost raised his hand and slapped himself. Just now, he actually stood next to the bloody number again.

At this time, the crooked bright red number "55" on the wall suddenly changed. Xu Hui looked at the second "5" and was drawn with a large red ten fork, and then a number "0" of about the same size was drawn next to it.

Xu Hui stared at what happened in horror. From beginning to end, it was like an invisible person drawing on the wall with a pen in mid-air, and the blood-like red made him feel particularly dazzling.

He knew that this was a reminder that there were 50 minutes left in the countdown. He did not take out his mobile phone to look at it again. I believe that 50 yuan will also appear on his mobile phone. The things in the room seem to remind him not to forget the decreasing number.

He turned his head and looked at another piece of white cloth thrown to the ground not long ago. He really wanted to erase the red number with the cloth. After thinking about it, he felt that it looked useful and great. At this time, he could only continue to deal with what might happen next.

He felt that the things in the room were not directly to kill him, but seemed to be playing with him, watching himself go crazy and even collapse in the end. That was its purpose.

Just as he was about to shout a few words of ridicule about what was hiding in secret against his own things, a clear knock on the door suddenly sounded.