Chapter 22 Mirror
Chapter 22 Mirror

Xu Zhian woke up from the pain.

Along with the severe pain, there also came a feeling of relief.

I'm not dead?!

The left and right arms hung limply, and the angles of their bends were very strange, as if... they had been broken by someone's steps on them.

In fact, the truth is not much different from Xu Zhian’s own guess.

But... he is still alive after all, and that's enough.

It was difficult for Xu Zhian to explain his emotions at the moment. Fortunately, Bai Yanliang did not give him too much time to express his feelings.

"Mr. Xu, what did you find?"

Bai Yanliang's expression was calm, but his tone was unusually anxious.

His voice also reminded Xu Zhian that there were two other people here. At this moment, Xu Zhian suddenly realized who his savior was.

He no longer concealed it. At the same time, because of what happened just now, he was furious. He endured the pain and said, "Let's talk while walking. Let's go to the rooftop! There is something hidden in the water tank on the rooftop."

Bai Yanliang nodded, and Jiang Li supported him on both sides, then turned and walked into the stairs.

The elevator does not lead to the rooftop, but the stairs do.

……

"Huh...huh..."

Although Yu Hanzhou tried his best to control his breathing, he still made some noises.

His throat felt like it was torn apart and was burning with pain.

There were scars all over his body, but compared to these... Yu Hanzhou's face was indescribably pale.

Dead... Someone is dead!
After they separated and ran away, Yu Hanzhou heard three screams one after another!
Except for Ma Zirong who died inexplicably first, those three people... were Hua Xiaoxiao, Sun Wenjie, and Zhou Changfeng!
Among them, Zhou Changfeng is the old man in the fog!

He had experienced several unimaginable and horrific missions, and each time, he was able to return to reality safely, but this time... he died.

They died in this unknown villa, and they didn’t even know what year or month this damn place was!
No...that's not right. Something must be wrong.

Yu Hanzhou hid behind the closet and tried his best to think.

Don't open your eyes when you see the mirror, don't look back when you are called...

There are two taboos clearly stated, so as long as they are followed carefully, there shouldn't be any problem... Could it be... there is some trap hidden in this explanation?
Yu Hanzhou held his head and analyzed every word.

Meeting the mirror... calling softly...

Open your eyes... turn your head...

Why can't you open your eyes when you see a mirror? Is it because those "things" will be reflected in the mirror?

Probably……

wrong!

Yu Hanzhou had a flash of inspiration. This sentence did contain a trap, but it was not nonsense either. It just... hid some information!

Why can't I open my eyes? Because I'm afraid of seeing what's in the mirror!
So... besides mirrors, what else can reflect images?

Yu Hanzhou finally remembered what the vague thing was in his mind when Ma Zirong died.

Ma Zirong did not look in the mirror, but he died strangely.

why?
Yu Hanzhou finally understood now...

Ma Zirong has a subconscious habit, which is also a habit that many people have... that is... he likes to look into other people's eyes when speaking!
If it is communication between each other, looking into the other person's eyes seems to be a courtesy, but Ma Zirong does not just that. When anyone speaks, he likes to look into the other person's eyes!
This seems to be related to Ma Zirong's own profession, but now, it's too late to say anything...

It's the eyes!
No...it's everything that can reflect an image!
You can’t even use your eyes to see!

Yu Hanzhou finally figured out the key, but... now, including him, there are only four people still alive!

We must find a way to inform them... otherwise, the other three will probably die as well!

Yu Hanzhou's expression kept changing. He was not a saint, and the people in the fog were not all kind. In fact, he had seen many dirty and evil things in order to survive. Human nature was the most unreliable thing in such a place.

Just as Lu Xun once said, "A man downstairs is dying, the family next door is singing on the gramophone, and across the street is playing with their children. Upstairs, two people are laughing wildly, and there are sounds of playing cards. On the boat in the river, a woman is crying for her dead mother. Human sorrows and joys are not connected, I just think they are noisy."

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same...

Thinking of this, Yu Hanzhou seemed to give up the idea of ​​leaving the closet.

But in just a moment, he crawled out of the corner and groped into the darkness.

That’s right… human beings do not share the same joys and sorrows. Being indifferent and seeking profit and avoiding harm seem to be human nature.

But...Yu Hanzhou would rather believe that human indifference comes from "inability to care" rather than cold-blooded selfishness.

Now, Yu Hanzhou felt that he should have fully understood Jieyu's meaning. As long as he paid close attention, he should be able to help them without implicating himself.

Maybe……

at the same time.

Lu Guo was hiding with a newcomer, Qi Nian.

When people are extremely frightened, they usually have two reactions: one is despair leading to psychological collapse, and the other is hysterical madness.

Qi Nian is obviously the second type of person.

After experiencing all kinds of unimaginable horror scenes, she seemed to have gone completely crazy.

If Lu Guo hadn't covered her mouth tightly, this woman would definitely jump out and scream, regardless of the consequences.

"Calm down! Listen to me and you will survive!" Lu Guo roared in a low voice. This was his last attempt to control Qi Nian's emotions. If she still acted like this, Lu Guo would decisively choose to give up on her.

Fortunately, Qi Nian seemed to hear the word "live", and her crazy eyes brightened a little. She turned her head and looked at Lu Guo, and finally there was some spirit in her eyes.

Lu Guo pulled her along, and the two of them hid in a bedroom on the second floor of the villa.

It was a pitch-black night outside the window, with not a single star or moon to be seen. The wind made the surrounding trees rustle, as if something was grinding its teeth in the darkness.

Lu Guo covered his head with his hands. Although he said "he can survive", he had a guess that made him despair. Once that guess came true, perhaps... there would be only one person who could survive - Yu Hanzhou.

Yu Hanzhou, the one who has a grudge against someone!
But... at least I'm not dead yet.

"Listen to me..." Lu Guo just stood up and was about to say something to Qi Nian, but was suddenly covered his mouth by Qi Nian.

Qi Nian looked terrified. She pointed outside the bedroom, then pointed at her mouth and shook her hands frantically.

Lu Guo understood what she meant and quickly calmed down.

At this moment... he finally heard it.

"Shh-"

"Shh-"

Something... is coming!

It passed slowly through the bedroom as if it was dragging something.

Lu Guo suppressed his fear and peeked out through the crack in the door.

Suddenly the pupils constricted!

Small flower!
It’s Hua Xiaoxiao’s corpse!
Lu Guo covered his mouth in horror.

This time!

Hua Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly moved, and she seemed to see the eyes through the crack in the door.

Her eyes sparkled with a strong light! Her mouth, full of blood foam, opened and closed, she was begging!

She was begging Lu Guo to save her!

(End of this chapter)