Mirror [Unlimited]

Xi Le turned his head and stopped looking at the handprint that appeared at some point, but he was sure that there was something in it.

Nine out of ten are ghosts.

This school will die if you violate the school rules in the next level of the world. In this world, you have to go to the "teacher", maybe it is because of the "teacher" that the school has changed.

At this moment, the iron door in front of him suddenly moved.

Before Xi Le left, he had noticed that the office they were in just now had very simple facilities, even more dilapidated than those in the previous TV series.

In this case, an abrupt iron door has a lot of meaning.

Xi Le walked over slowly, whether he was going to live or die, it was impossible for him to come home with a mirror when he stopped in the corridor.

He kind of understood why Lu Donghai and the others didn't go back.

Because what you see so far is useless even if you go back, and other people can't move it, so it's better to go in and find it yourself.

The iron gate should be very heavy, but Xi Le didn't put much effort into it.

He pushed open a gap, and the inside was extremely dark, and the air was filled with the smell of decay, giving people a depressing feeling.

Mao Yueyue's light squeezed in along this gap, only showing a line.

This room must be the final destination.

Xi Le didn't stop, pursed her lips, and walked straight inside.

The ticking sound just now was much clearer. Listening to it in the dark is like experiencing a kind of torture, which makes people feel restless and nervous.

Xi Le pushed the iron door open, and finally got a clear view of the area.

There is a table not far in front, behind the table there is a vague black shadow, as if sitting behind the table to work.

The black shadow remained motionless, like a statue.

And the ticking sound came from the left side.

Xi Le is focused on two things, the left front is the window, and the glass above is the glass where he just stopped to see the handprint.

A black shadow lay paralyzed on the ground.

Another shadow.

Xi Le held his breath, fearing that the black shadow would move when he took a breath, he took a step inside, trying to figure out what the black shadow looked like.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the iron door behind him.

Xi Le's heart was beating like a drum, and she turned her head suddenly and then back again. In the blink of an eye, she saw that there was no one behind the iron gate, just like the wind blowing in the movie.

The hairy moon outside was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the moonlight became more and more hazy.

Xi Le took a step, and saw the outline of the black shadow under the window at the last moment, and almost cried out in surprise.

It turned out to be Zuo Tan.

Blood dripped from him, making a rhythmic sound.

He just died here.

Wait, is Lu Donghai behind that table?

Xi Le raised his head quickly, knowing Lu Donghai for so long, no matter how he looked at that figure, he didn't look like Lu Donghai.

So what about others?

They died in just a short time after they separated, Xi Le couldn't believe it.

He took a step forward, wanting to see if Zuo Tan had left any clues, so he squatted down halfway, and felt a gust of cold wind blowing behind him.

The iron door behind him slammed with a "bang".

Soon, there was another "bang"!

Xi Le's nose was covered in cold sweat, and just when he wanted to look back, the empty scene behind the table made his heart beat blank.

A cool hand grabbed his arm.

Xi Le subconsciously wanted to shake her off, but she heard Yin Baihe's lowered voice: "It's me."

Yin Baihe's other hand directly tore open the newspaper pasted on the glass window, and the last bit of moonlight spilled in through the broken gap.

"you!"

The newspaper was stuffed into his hand, before Xi Le had time to speak, he saw a festered head with no facial features clearly stuck to the back of Yin Baihe's head in the room.

Apparently, Yin Baihe also noticed it, and quickly got down on his body, dragging Xi Le away by the way.

Xi Le felt that the hand holding her was sticky and slippery...it was the touch of blood.

His heart shook, and before he had time to ask Yin Baihe how he got out of the confinement of that office, his eyes froze.

The moment he passed the ghost just now, he saw a little reflection on the chest of "it" - it turned out that the mirror was on "it"!

It's a broken mirror!

Xi Le hurriedly and low-pitched: "It has a mirror on it!"

It was also from the reflection just now that he recognized the long gown on it, which was indeed from the period of the Republic of China, so he might really be a teacher at the next level.

"I saw."

The room returned to darkness again.

Xi Le ran towards the desk according to the direction in his memory. There must be clues there, and he felt breathing on his face.

With malice, with fishy smell.

He subconsciously moved the things in his hands forward, and at the same time, he felt that the coldness was far away.

Yin Baihe was more calm and directly covered the ghost's face.

The bloody hand grabbed the two of them, Xi Le stepped back, and Yin Baihe moved his hand, although it seemed that there was no threat to "it".

Xi Le had sharp eyes and quick hands. Based on his height, he fumbled for two seconds and pulled off the mirror.

No response.

The description is not this.

Wearing it on ghosts, but they can't let them leave, it's too confusing.

Xi Le threw the mirror, and Yin Baihe backed away, leaning their backs against the wall.

"The one just now...was Zuo Tan."

"I saw it." The more urgent, Yin Baihe's tone became calmer: "He probably can't handle it alone."

Not to mention Zuo Tan, Xi Le felt that he couldn't do it either.

"How does the newspaper work?" he wondered.

"It's not a newspaper, it's a spell, but it's not very effective." Yin Baihe quickly explained.

"Why are you...cough." He covered his mouth and coughed, "There was an open book on his desk."

He wanted to get it, but he couldn't get it in the dark.

What this ghost can see must be something very important, maybe we can figure out the reason.

Yin Baihe hummed.

When Xi Le came back to his senses, he had already left and returned to Xi Le's side, "We won't be able to see what was written until the moon comes out."

"Are you injured?" Xi Le asked the question that had been on his mind.

"It doesn't count." Yin Baihe said.

The sky outside was dark.

The temperature in the room is getting lower and lower, and the five senses are automatically amplified in the dark, and Xi Le's ears seem to be able to hear any slight sound.

For example, the sound of Yin Baihe turning the pages of the book on the right.

such as……

The extra breathing sound from my left side!