Chapter 38 Yihongyuan Hotel (37)

The weak voice of the long-tongued ghost came over: "You all stand in front of the mirror."

Mu Yingshan realized that he had to go back the same way he came, so he returned to Yuan Qingli's backpack.

Yuan Qingli took Meng Yu's hand and told him to relax.

A scarlet tongue appeared in the mirror. The tongue became longer and longer. It was close to the mirror with saliva, and it stretched out with a click.

Quickly wrap it around Yuan Qingli's waist.

"Don't be afraid, come here." Yuan Qingli asked Meng Yu to stand closer.

His tongue circled around and climbed up to Meng Yuo's waist.

At the moment of contact, the tongue sizzles and smoke rises as if it is touching a flame.

ah!

Yuan Qingli heard the scream of the long-tongued ghost.

The long tongue quickly turned red, as if it had been boiled. Green flames rose up from the tip of his tongue, spinning towards Yuan Qingli.

The long tongue quickly wrapped around Yuan Qingli and pulled her into the mirror.

Looking at Meng Yu who was getting further and further away, Yuan Qingli's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It seems that I have been ignoring a problem.

If the world in the mirror is the real world in the past, according to common sense, how can there be humans in the real world who can transform into monsters?

Therefore, the mirror world she entered was not going back to the past at all. It was not the Yihongyuan fifty years ago, and it could not save people at all.

Instead, he got himself injured.

How credible are the words of this long-tongued ghost?

However, if the other party wants to hurt you, wouldn't it be better if you don't pull yourself out? You can totally throw her into the mirror world.

Yuan Qingli was confused again.

A white light that was hard to look at flashed, and Yuan Qingli returned to her room outside the mirror.

The long-tongued ghost in front of him had a tired face, his tongue was covered with burnt marks, and the previous brilliance was gone.

"Are you okay?" After all, it was a cooperative relationship on the surface, so Yuan Qingli showed appropriate concern.

"Ahem, cough, cough. I died once, so it doesn't matter."

"Where's Meng Yu?"

"My inference was wrong. What is reflected in the mirror is not the past at all." The long-tongued ghost said with difficulty, "I made you run away in vain and get hurt."

"So, how are we going to get out?" With such a serious injury, if it weren't for the magical Lotus Qing Pills of the Sword Immortal, he would have died long ago.

Yuan Qingli didn't bother to say boring polite words like saying it was okay.

"You can go out of the room with red smoke on the thirteenth floor."

"Where?"

"Erratic." After the long-tongued ghost finished speaking, he simply closed his microphone and disappeared without a trace.

This is too simple, just run away if you fail?

Yuan Qingli walked out of the bathroom, and the room was still the same as before.

This is considered to have passed the level of the long-tongued ghost. I don’t know what is going on with Lin Shaojie and the two people who were taken away by the bull-headed horse face.

Especially Lin Shaojie, if he faces the black and white ghosts alone, the end should not be too miserable.

After thinking for a moment, Yuan Qingli decided to go up and have a look in person.

After briefly treating the injury, Yuan Qingli drank two glasses of water and went up to the 18th floor.

Nothing has changed at the door, not even the peeping ghost from before is gone.

Yuan Qingli knocked on the door and heard rapid footsteps inside. The person who opened the door was Lin Shaojie.

Lin Shaojie looked quite tired, but there were no obvious injuries on his body.

Yuan Qingli stepped into the house, and there was a bleak atmosphere in the air.

Zhuang Xiangyi, a girl with short hair, gave an ugly smile. Since the incident at Dawei Restaurant, she has been unable to speak.

There was nothing under her small nose, as white as her face. Only the occasional twitching of muscles revealed that it was vaguely a nose.

Ji Zhao brother Xia You was nine points worse than her. His originally delicate face could only be covered by a mask and a hat.