The other Fan Tiantian in the mirror had a frightened and stiff expression, and her wide-eyed eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes.
Her face and body were covered with cuts made by sharp weapons. No blood could flow out, leaving only horrific purple-black wounds.
Fan Tiantian panicked, what's going on!
How could this happen? Why am I like this!
Is it because of eating the food of dead people? It must be!
definitely is!
What to do? What to do? What to do……
Fan Tiantian's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She didn't realize that she had been staring into the dead man's eyes in the mirror.
"Do you want to know why? Look back at me, look back at me."
A voice exactly like his own came from behind, and Fan Tiantian's whole body trembled.
In a flash, she remembered that Cheng Miao had said, never look back!
Although the question hasn't been asked yet, as long as I smash the mirror now, I can at least survive.
Fan Tiantian wanted to throw the mirror, but her body froze in place as if it was not obeying her orders. She finally discovered the problem.
Why am I still looking into her eyes!
stop looking!
stop looking!
In vain, Fan Tiantian's eyes were still fixed on those frightening blood-red eyes, and her body turned stiffly and slowly, as if someone had pulled her over.
Fan Tiantian suddenly faced a face behind her that was scratched and bloody. The man who looked exactly like her opened his mouth full of blood and let out a shrill scream.
"It's because you turned back! That's why you became like this!!"
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At 12:30 midnight, the door of 201 was opened, and the mohawk came out with his legs as soft as noodles. He dared to open his eyes only after he got out of the door, and returned the comb to the pregnant woman with shaking hands.
"What's the answer?" The pregnant woman was businesslike and had no sympathy for Mohawk.
Mohawk swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled, "He was drowned."
The pregnant woman nodded, without saying whether it was right or wrong. She and other old residents pressed the elevator button and left slowly without mentioning Fan Tiantian in the other room, leaving the player on the second floor.
Sun Jiao had a premonition that something was going to happen, so she took out her prop, which was a dark stick.
She didn't ask anyone to accompany her, and opened the door of 201 alone.
The door was in a mess, and lying in the middle of a pool of blood was Fan Tiantian who was still dying.
Her body was cut all over by the broken lenses on the ground, and she lay there lifelessly like a broken doll.
Sun Jiao knelt on the ground and covered her face as she sobbed. The other players who followed were speechless and didn't know how to comfort her.
This road is like this. People will keep leaving. Only by walking on and walking out can we regain our lives.
Cheng Miao asked Xiao Freckles to help Sun Jiao sit aside while she and Mo Xigan inquired about the situation.
When it comes to the game just now, this arrogant man still has some lingering fears.
"After I combed my hair, I felt something coming, and it was sticking to my back. It was so cold that I was scared to death. I quickly asked the question, and without missing a second, I smashed the mirror and came out."
"You don't know that thing behind you keeps asking me to look back, asking me to look back at him. Who the hell dares to look back!"
Cheng Miao frowned. There was no problem with the game. She had specifically reminded her not to look back. Fan Tiantian was so timid that she shouldn't violate this rule.
Then how did she die...
Could it be that the bowl of rice she had for dinner caused her death in the game?
Cheng Miao thought for a while and then asked Mo Xigan next to him, "Have you seen clearly? Is it you who appears?"
Mohawk touched his hair with a look of surprise on his face, "No, I didn't dare to open my eyes until I started playing the game. I came out in the dark. I didn't know what was behind me."
Everyone: ...Is this okay?
It seems that there is nothing much that can be asked. The only thing that is known is that according to what Cheng Miao and the pregnant woman said, he can indeed survive.
It is unknown whether Fan Tiantian died because of eating that bowl of rice or because of other taboos.
"Go back and rest first. It's too late now. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Cheng Miao saw that everyone was in low spirits and was frightened, so he started to chase them away.
When they separated, Lin Zhu and the others were a little worried about Cheng Miao. Cheng Miao raised her lips and said, "What are you afraid of? I have a lantern that I forgot?"
In the lantern copy, Cheng Miao got a prop that could offset one supernatural damage, plus her dagger and a skipping rope that could be used three times. If something happens to her like this, it's really not suitable for this game.
The three of them felt a little relieved after hearing this and returned to the room.
After something like this happened at night, it was not easy for any player to have to go back to sleep alone in a gloomy room.
Especially Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu, who deliberately chose a room on the second floor far away from the old residents. As a result, Fan Tiantian died next door for no apparent reason, and she died so miserably.
But the landlord said that they couldn't change rooms after choosing one, so they had no choice but to go in.
Cheng Miao returned to the room, and that sense of voyeurism that followed him appeared again.
She washed briefly, and during the whole process, she looked in the bathroom mirror, but there was nothing there.
After getting dressed and lying on the bed, Cheng Miao took out the fishbone dagger from under the quilt, held it in his hand, and fell into a light sleep.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but Cheng Miao felt that the sense of spying was getting stronger, as if someone was bending down and looking at her.
Opening his eyes and drawing forward sharply with the dagger in his hand at the same time, Cheng Miao felt his hand hit something. He only had time to raise his eyes to see a black shadow quickly disappearing into the room.
Cheng Miao raised his hand and looked at the dagger. There was something like black mist on the dagger, which was instantly swallowed up by the dagger.
How does she feel that the blade is brighter...
It seems that if you kill more ghosts in the future, the props will be upgraded faster.
Cheng Miao turned over and fell asleep again.
After a night of nothing, the players who gathered together the next day all had dark circles under their eyes. The others were afraid, and Lin Zhu and the others were worried.
Only Cheng Miao, Baili Qianqiu and Gu Jian seemed to have had a good sleep, which aroused everyone's envy.
After Cheng Miao told her what happened that night, her envy turned into sympathy and admiration.
It would be very scary for anyone to have a ghost standing aside and watching them while they were asleep. Cheng Miao could actually hurt it. He was indeed a boss.
The landlord came to deliver porridge with a gloomy face today. Seeing his difficulty in moving, Cheng Miao knew that he had suffered a deep wound from the dagger last night.
The landlord looked at Cheng Miao coldly several times, but Cheng Miao turned a blind eye and took the breakfast porridge and started drinking it.
The landlord was furious.
After the landlord left, Cheng Miao finished the rest of the sentence, "Although these old residents are not normal, we still try to avoid conflicts. He peeked last night, and I hurt him to protect myself. If something happened for no reason I'm worried that it will trigger a taboo by harming the old residents."
Everyone nodded hurriedly, vaguely regarding Cheng Miao as the centerpiece.
Lao Zhao ate a bun, stretched his head and asked, "Miss Cheng, what are we doing during the day?"
Cheng Miao looked at the direction the landlord was leaving and lowered his voice, "I plan to go to 602 to have a look."
