Jiang Li looked at the hut in front of him, then turned to look at the hut opposite.
After seeing the layout of the hut opposite, Jiang Li's expression suddenly changed.
She immediately turned around and ran in the opposite direction!
Mirror...
Everything in the cabin on the right is a mirror image of the cabin on the left!
The clock in the house was turning counterclockwise just now.
The numbers on the clock were also mirrored and flipped!
A simple mirror image is not enough to make Jiang Li aware of the danger.
But the problem is that all the details that appear in the right cabin have their prototypes found in the left cabin.
Including the door that was pushed halfway open, waiting for Jiang Li to enter.
The cabin is indeed a safe place.
But, the Mirror House is definitely not it!
The mirrored room is a "deliberate" imitation.
As for who is deliberately imitating the safe house, the answer is self-evident.
The weirdness in the mirror room was well disguised. It tried every possible means to lure Jiang Li into the room, and it could never be to protect Jiang Li Zhouquan.
The real object of the mirror house imitation is the real safe house that the weird "want to hide" - the house with the open door on the left.
Jiang Li didn't dare to waste a second and quickly ran towards the cabin on the left.
The Santa Claus on the street has finished fighting with the contents of the sack and raised his head.
Seeing Jiang Li running around, the old man looked a little confused.
Jiang Li quickly opened the door of the safe house that was opened for her and closed the door with a bang.
However, things were not as expected.
A pair of blood-stained hands quickly reached out from outside the door and blocked the door that Jiang Li was about to close.
Santa Claus and Jiang Li compete.
Jiang Li wants to close the door, and Santa Claus wants to open the door.
Santa Claus grinned innocently with a mouth full of rotten teeth.
His face, which was scratched with blood marks, looked at Jiang Li kindly through the crack in the door.
"Hey Hey……"
"The gift...the gift hasn't been given to you yet."
Santa Claus took out a red sock from behind his back.
The thick red socks were filled with bulges.
The cuffs of the red socks were still loose, as if they had just been taken off the person's feet.
"Give you a gift, hehe."
Santa Claus stuffed the sock into Jiang Li's arms and helped Jiang Li close the door with a bang.
Outside the glass window, Santa Claus used exaggerated body movements and cried miserably.
"Ah~~I'm locked out! It's so cruel..."
"Please children, open the door for grandpa! Grandpa has a gift for you!"
"If you don't open the door for me, then I will have to...climb the chimney and come in! Hehehehe..."
Outside the glass window, Santa Claus bent down, picked up the bloody sack, rang the bell on his ankle, and walked towards the fog that spread into the street.
Jiang Li looked at the old man's disappearing figure, then picked up the red socks in his hand and looked at them twice. He didn't know what to do for a while.
At this moment, there was a banging on the door in the bathroom inside the house.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
It was like my head was banging against the door.
Jiang Li looked around the house and didn't see the owner of the hut.
Without a master, who opened the door for Jiang Li?
And who made the noise in the bathroom?
"Help me! Can anyone help me, this old woman..."
"I know there's someone out there, good boy, help grandma."
"Dong, dong——"
This old voice is exactly the same as the old lady in the mirror house opposite.
The person locked in the bathroom should be the owner of the safe cabin.
"I see you," a pair of blood-red and ferocious eyes were revealed through the gap under the toilet door, "Quick, listen to grandma and open the door, good boy."
Jiang Li didn't dare to act rashly.
She looked at the family photos hanging in the room and the photos of the deceased hanging on the wall, and she suddenly understood.
Jiang Li immediately shouted in the room, "Zhao Qingqing!"
"Zhao Qingqing! I'm Jiang Li, are you at home?"
Hearing Jiang Li's voice, the door to the bedroom on the second floor opened with a click.
The bedroom door opened and there was nothing in the room.
Zhao Qingqing, who was wearing an invisible red robe, glanced downstairs warily.
In order to confirm whether it was Jiang Li himself, the invisible Zhao Qingqing asked:
"Then tell me, what does this string of Morse code mean?"
Then, Zhao Qingqing knocked on the door more than ten times.
If you ask other questions, such as what happened before, you may be prepared in advance.
But Morse code is different.
There is no way for things in Jiang Li's mind to be stolen by Weird.
Jiang Li looked at the empty bedroom door on the second floor and smiled, "It's no fun, you knocked on it randomly."
Jiang Li's answer was without any hesitation.
Hearing Jiang Li's answer so confidently, Zhao Qingqing immediately gave up her doubts.
Zhao Qingqing took off her big red robe and revealed her figure.
She hugged her cloak and came down from the second floor.
"Jiang Li, it's really you! That's great, I was almost scared to death!"
Zhao Qingqing ran to Jiang Li and complained quickly:
"The rules required me to open the door to my house when the fog appeared. It was so scary! I thought something terrible was going to come in."
This safe house is Zhao Qingqing's grandma's home.
The two people in the family portrait on the wall are Little Red Riding Hood Zhao Qingqing and her grandmother.
After Zhao Qingqing entered the fairy tale world, she went directly to her grandmother's house.
However, as soon as Zhao Qingqing arrived here, she realized that the kind old lady at home was not her grandmother.
Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother is dead, as evidenced by her photo on the wall.
So Zhao Qingqing spent a lot of effort to get the "fake grandma" into the toilet.
And the fake grandma couldn't get out of the toilet because of the rules.
Little Red Riding Hood's fake grandmother peeks under the door.
She found out that Zhao Qingqing and Jiang Li knew each other, and knew that asking Jiang Li to let her out would be futile, so she had no choice but to continue banging her head against the door in a depressed manner.
"Have you not restored the scene in the prophecy yet?" Jiang Li asked Zhao Qingqing.
Zhao Qingqing took Jiang Li and sat down on the sofa and shook her head:
"No, I can't restore it until I go to the castle and ask Meng Zihan to get my share of the human skin mask."
Jiang Li raised her eyebrows, "You want to go to Brand Castle too? Then we can go there together."
Zhao Qingqing agreed immediately.
But a second later, her expression turned distressed again:
"But... the moat outside is very troublesome! I asked my neighbors in the town and it is impossible to go to the other side without someone to guide me."
Speaking of being led by someone, Jiang Li instantly thought of the little soldier on horseback.
"Oops!" Jiang Li stood up suddenly.
All her energy was focused on escaping, and she completely ignored the little soldier and his pony.
If something really went wrong with the little soldier, neither Jiang Li nor Zhao Qingqing would be able to cross the moat, let alone reach the castle on the other side.
According to the invitation, Jiang Li must arrive at the castle before midnight tonight to attend the dinner.
"What's wrong, Jiang Li? Don't scare me." Zhao Qingqing also stood up after Jiang Li.
Jiang Li frowned, and a picture appeared in his mind.
When Jiang Li was lured into the mirror house, the little soldier appeared.
Everything in the mirror house is a copy of Zhao Qingqing's house.
Jiang Li looked at Zhao Qingqing seriously:
"Have you ever captured a child? The little boy was carrying a pony and wearing a soldier's uniform. You...you probably didn't kill him, right?"
Zhao Qingqing took a breath, "Are you talking about the kid who pooped in my backyard with his pony?"
