Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Qiao Leting folded the note and put it back in his pocket. He still maintained the previous posture, as if time hadn't passed by, but he looked up at the window. Although the sky outside was not yet bright, it was much brighter than before. It looks darker.

The light of the mobile phone flashlight fell on the scarlet carpet under his feet. Qiao Leting glanced at his live broadcast room. Fortunately, the camera on his shoulder had been turned off at some point. If the fans saw that he looked like a statue I stood there stupidly for several hours, maybe I called the police, and now 110 has come.

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening, and Qiao Leting turned on the camera on his shoulder. The time of his live broadcast is never fixed, so there are often a few fans guarding his live broadcast room, and when they see him coming out, they immediately go out to meet him. tell.

After Qiao Leting turned on the camera, he didn't care about the live broadcast room. There were no residents in this community, and the power supply had already been cut off. He continued to turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and continued to search carefully in the bedroom, but in the end he couldn't find anything useful. s things.

Thousands of fans have entered his live broadcast room now, and the fans are molesting on the barrage, Qiao Leting casually replied a few words, turned around and left the bedroom.

Ji Yue was still sitting in the living room outside, as if time had stopped on him, when he heard the door open, he turned his head to look at Qiao Leting.

"I only found a note." Qiao Leting walked over and took out the note from his pocket and handed it to Ji Yue.

Ji Yue took the note from Qiao Leting, glanced at it, and slowly swept the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, then he returned the note to Qiao Leting's hand.

Ji Yue said: "Sit down, I will teach you the backtracking technique."

Qiao Leting groaned, and sat down next to Ji Yue, watching Ji Yue beside him teach carefully, he moved the joints of his ten fingers, vaguely feeling that he was now participating in a winter camp.

Backtracking, as the name suggests, is a means of looking back at the stories that happened in the past. This kind of spirituality cannot be used at any time. First, a specific item must be found. This item needs to carry the huge sticking mud of the owner , secondly, the person who performs spiritual arts must have extraordinary talent.

Qiao Leting has the blood of the witch clan on his body, and his talent is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so in the morning, he folded a paper bird according to Ji Yue's method, and the paper bird can fly with flapping wings when he blows air, and the live broadcast The fans in the room sprayed the paper bird into a paste bird with saliva, and the paper bird didn't even move it.

Qiao Leting's fingers brushed over the note just like what Ji Yue did just now, and the next moment he seemed to be in a world of ice and snow, Qiao Leting opened his eyes, he was on a narrow balcony, the north wind was howling, his He was wearing thin clothes, and in front of him was a green basin full of clothes. His two little hands were red and swollen from the cold.

Before Qiao Leting understood what was going on, he heard a woman's voice from inside, asking him loudly, "Have you finished washing your clothes?"

Qiao Leting heard herself answering, "It will be fine soon."

"Hurry up, we're almost done eating," the woman said.

Qiao Leting replied, "I know."

This body is completely out of Qiao Leting's control. Qiao Leting watched his chilblained hands dip into the icy water, and scrubbed and washed his clothes tirelessly. At this time, Qiao Leting probably understood that he was using tracing. Huishu is watching this story from a girl's perspective.

After the girl finished washing the clothes, the woman came over and took a look, and praised the girl, asking her to eat, the girl ran to the dining table quickly, only a small piece of sweet potato and half a bowl of cabbage with no oil and water left on the table Pimple soup, but the girl was quite happy to eat it, and obediently washed all the dishes and chopsticks after eating.

After finishing all this, the girl returned to her small bedroom, opened her schoolbag and started studying. During the period, the woman asked her to mop the floor and clean the toilet. Finally, when it was almost twelve o'clock, the girl finished all her homework. , Packed my schoolbag and went to bed.

The next morning, the girl got out of bed before five o'clock, prepared breakfast for her mother, cleaned up the house, and then went to school with her schoolbag.

The mother simply regarded the girl as a free nanny. To be precise, the girl couldn't even keep up with the treatment of a nanny.

Because of poverty and slovenliness, the girl is not popular in school. Although the classmates will not bully her, they are all isolating her intentionally or unintentionally.

She just sat alone in the corner of the classroom, accompanied by the trash can, like a little animal living alone.

Her mother beat and scolded her, but she would occasionally give her a smiling face, and the girl felt that she had obtained the most precious treasure.The girl is pitifully thin, almost skinny, but under the brainwashing of her mother day by day, she naively believes that all children are born to suffer, and the more they suffer when they are young, the more promising they will be when they grow up.

Even if the girl sees those classmates who are glamorous every day, she will not be envious, because her mother told her that these classmates will not even have a bite of food after returning home. The girl's three views have been completely distorted, and she has become nothing. Thoughtful, a machine that is at the mercy of the mother, does not need to burn oil, does not need to be recharged, and only needs to give her a little food every day. After the girl graduates from elementary school, the mother no longer intends to support her in school.

The father was nice to the girl, but the father worked outside all the year round and rarely came back, and the mother didn't seem to want the girl to have too much contact with the father.

The girl has always been submissive, never resisting, never doubting, until one day she found out that her mother was pregnant with a new child, she watched her mother lovingly stroking her growing belly, and looked at the anticipation in her eyes Accumulated day by day, the girl gradually realized that something had changed.

During the later stages of pregnancy, a woman’s emotions will be very unstable, and the girl suffered a lot during this period. Her arm was burned with blisters, her fingers were cut several times by a kitchen knife, her forehead hit the cabinet and she passed out. stay.

The girl endured all this silently. She thought that the mother would treat them equally after the child was born, but it was different. The mother treated the newborn child like a jewel, and even the father was attracted by the child. Leave her alone.

Just when her younger brother was a hundred days old, she knew that she was not the biological child of this family. The man in this family suffered from asthenospermia and it was difficult to have children of his own, so she adopted the girl with someone else.

It was hard for the girl to accept this blow, but if it was just like this, the girl would not have made a big mistake. But later, when she was taking care of the baby, the girl accidentally overheated the milk powder, and was kicked and punched by her mother on the balcony. I slept for three days and three nights.

Girls don't understand that if she is also a child, she doesn't deserve love just because she is not her own.

She looked at the baby in her arms, with a weird smile on her face, stuffed the baby's mouth with a cloth strip, and dipped him into an iron pot filled with water, watching the baby struggling constantly, with a smile on her face getting bigger.

Qiao Leting watched all that happened. He once felt very sorry for the tortured girl, but he could do nothing but watch the girl step by step into the abyss.

[I made a fortune this way when I was sleeping, why did he still do this when I woke up]

[Is Fa Cai really crying? ]

[I just came here, what's wrong?Who scared my rich brother to tears]

[Fat Choi crying is so heartbreaking I'm so hard]

[You in front——]

[Dad is still watching here, you don't want to die]

……

When Ji Yue saw it, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Qiao Leting's eyes, and tapped his head lightly.

Not long after, Qiao Leting opened his eyes. He had lived in the girl's body for many years, but in the real world he had only passed a few hours. Now that it was daylight, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, deeply sighed.

Ji Yue gently stroked his back, after a while, Qiao Leting put down his hand, leaned on Ji Yue's shoulder, and asked him: "Dad already knows what happened here, right?"

Ji Yue hummed and said nothing else.

Qiao Leting didn't ask any more questions. He raised his head and looked at the dusty ceiling above his head. The sunlight came in through the glass windows, illuminating the whole room brightly, but the gloomy atmosphere still didn't dissipate.

Qiao Leting folded a few paper birds, stood up from the sofa, and said to Ji Yue, "I'll go and find out if there are any other clues."

Ji Yue nodded, "Be careful."

Qiao Leting came to Wang Zhiwen's bedroom again. After the murder, the police conducted a large-scale search here. The bedding on the bed had been taken away, and the wooden bed was stained with blood and deep scratches. .

[I recall earlier reports that an almost completely decomposed body was once found in a cupboard under the bed in the bedroom]

[Is what I said earlier true or false, is it so scary? ]

[I'm a little panicked, get rich and be careful]

……

The barrage in the live broadcast room was similar to Qiao Leting's guess. Qiao Leting took out the small hammer from his pocket, held it in his hand, and stepped forward to lift the bed.

But there was nothing under the bed, and before Qiao Leting heaved a sigh of relief, he remembered that there was nothing under the bed, but it didn't mean that there was nothing under Wang Zhiwen's bed.

At this moment Ji Yue also came in, Qiao Leting told him with a sullen face that he hadn't found anything, Ji Yue told Qiao Leting inscrutablely that the time was not up, and then told him to rest for a while.

Qiao Leting's rest directly fell asleep in another illusory time and space.

The sound of thump, thump, thump sounded from beside his ears again, and this time Qiao Leting was finally sure that the sound was not a knock on the door, but came from under his bed.