he came from the mirror

The "tide" phenomenon will stay here for three days, and he can't go anywhere for these three days. There is enough food in the kitchen to help him survive the "tide retreat".

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, a shadow ghost finally stepped into the corridor on the third floor.

This is a lonely shadow ghost.Its shape is no different from those of its companions floating around on the street. With its limbs like sticks and a two-meter-high body, it seems quite strenuous to walk in the dilapidated old-fashioned residential buildings.

Fang Ziming was always paying attention to the movement outside the door and the window, and immediately became nervous when he saw this, and held the broom standing against the wall in his hand.

Two ghosts floated past the window of the living room, and the black shadow standing in the corridor on the third floor slowly came to room [-]. It seemed to be curious about the metal anti-theft door in front of it. Fang Ziming saw it through the cat's eyes. Fumbled on the door.Seeing that he couldn't push it away, this guy stuck his whole body against the door panel nervously, his black head was swinging back and forth between cat's eyes and Arabic numerals, Fang Ziming and it were only separated by a thin door , A layer of cold sweat has unconsciously formed on the back.

Shadow Ghost rested his head on the cat's eyes, and gradually a strange sound came from it.

[Goo...coo...]

【Hoooooo...】

From such a close distance, it stands to reason that he should be able to see the general appearance of the shadow ghost.But to the youth's horror, he found that the other party's facial features were not there, and the head and even the whole body seemed to be soaked in ink. Fang Ziming dared to bet that the black African he had seen in his life Adding it all up, the darkness of his complexion is not comparable to that of the shadow ghost in front of him.

So, can it see and hear?Or do we need to perceive things in other ways?Fang Ziming held his breath while brainstorming quickly.

One person and one "ghost" were in such a stalemate for more than ten minutes. The shadow ghost seemed to have finally lost interest in this door. It slowly withdrew its head, straightened up, and wobbled to the other side of the corridor.

At [-]:[-], the shadow ghost touched the six door panels one by one, then whimpered and staggered away from the third floor.

It wasn't until the cat's eyes could no longer see its outline that Fang Ziming retreated from the door to the living room, sat down on the floor beside the sofa, and gasped silently.

"Fuck." He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a very low voice: "This didn't scare me to death. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed. They should...won't come up again..."

Boom!

Fang Ziming looked back suddenly, and saw a shadow ghost lying outside the window of his living room. This "ghost" was holding the window frame with one hand, and knocking fiercely on the fragile glass window with the other hand.Seeing Fang Ziming turn his head, it raised its head excitedly and let out a cry: [Woooo——————]

Fang Ziming: "?!"

Oops, I forgot to draw the curtains!

Fang Ziming cursed in a low voice, but what he was thinking in his mind was: the shadow ghost can indeed see, so where are its eyes?

The shadow ghost's howling voice immediately attracted the attention of a large group of companions. Within a few minutes, the outside of Fang Ziming's window was covered with black figures without facial features, and they scrambled to slap on the unreliable door. sliding glass windows.

Fang Ziming: "... Tsk."

Sure enough, he was still inexperienced, and he didn't expect the speed of exposure to be so fast.

He first reached out and slapped himself on the face. At the same time, the other arm supported the floor and jumped up. The young man ran to the window and had a face-to-face meeting with countless shadow ghosts outside. Immediately he stopped what he was doing, and all the black heads moved towards him.

Fang Ziming's scalp was numb, but there was no sign of timidity on his face. He calmly grabbed the corner of the silk cloth and closed the curtain with a snap.

[Aw——————]

Boom!Boom, boom, boom! ! !

The thick curtains blocked the unscrupulous "sight" outside, and the shadow ghosts were commotion, knocking on the glass windows loudly.

If this earth-shattering attack had been performed in the real world, the outside attackers would have already knocked through the windows and entered the house, but Fang Ziming waited for a long time holding the curtain on the spot. The thin layer of glass windows seemed impenetrable, like an indestructible barrier, blocking all attacks from outside.

Fang Ziming swallowed, he let go of the curtain, turned to the corner on the right side of the window, raised his hand to touch a certain fishing line hanging by the window, and then slowly pulled it down.

Gently opening a corner of the curtain, the young man moved his eyes upwards, until a series of heavy objects suddenly fell from the roof, smashing down five or six shadow ghosts lying on the glass, and the light in his eyes gradually brightened.

——Physical attacks are effective against shadow ghosts.

The second fishing line was stretched straight in his hands, and it was knocked upside down by a small bottle fixed under the window sill on the fourth floor. The unscrewed cap of the bottle was spilled together with the flammable chemicals in the bottle, covering his head and face. On the shadow ghosts.

Almost at the same time, flames sprang up on the head of the shadow ghost closest to Fang Ziming. The opponent's howling paused for a moment, and then he raised his hand to touch his head, extinguishing all the flames that had spread.

Fang Ziming: "..."

——Well, it seems that fire attacks are useless against them.

As he thought so, he pulled on the third fishing line.Right next to the young man's hand, a dozen or so fishing lines hung in a row. Fang Ziming tried them one by one while sitting cross-legged on the ground, quickly recording the results of the experiment in a notepad.

"Electric shock can paralyze Shadow Ghost's limbs for a short time, and the duration is about six seconds. I don't know if high-voltage electricity will last longer... Then there is a directional ultrasonic test..." Fang Ziming wiped his sweat, and his handwriting became more and more serious. The more sloppy: "...the strong corrosive liquid directly penetrated the shadow ghost's body, they are basically immune to the liquid attack...then...the strong light source attack test..."

All the experimental materials were obtained by him using these ten days to go around Yangping City and painstakingly search for them, in order to test the strengths and weaknesses of shadow ghosts, as well as their attack power and defense level.

After more than two hours, Fang Ziming slowly closed the notebook.

All the experiments were completed, and some of the shadow ghosts gathered outside the window were cleaned up, but the base was still too large. After removing the ones in front, hundreds of them swarmed up behind, which was really annoying.

It was already dusk, and Fang Ziming didn't dare to turn on the lights. Seeing that the shadow ghosts still couldn't break through the barrier of the window, he simply ignored them, patted his buttocks and stood up.

He needs to go to the kitchen to replenish food and water sources first, and then see if he can find the legendary double-sided mirror before the shadow ghosts have further destructive power.

"There are . . . fifty-four hours."

At the same time, a certain community in the real world.

The tall man walked into the stairwell from the outside. He held a plastic bag for takeaway in one hand and a phone in the other, and slowly climbed up to the sixth floor as if he was sleepwalking.

"You want to hire me? Oh, okay, I...cough, I can go to work tomorrow. Um, um, okay, I will definitely dress more formally. Ah, yes, what..."

"Your... which company are you from...?"

I don't know what to say back there, the man laughed twice, and complimented him casually, all of the other party's dissatisfaction was extinguished.

When he hung up the phone, he was already standing in front of the small apartment he rented.

"Xiao Tang, are you looking for a job?" The old lady next door who just picked up her grandson home smiled and poked out half of her head, beckoning him: "Eat takeaway again, go to grandma's house to eat steamed stuffed buns and porridge."

The man raised a harmless smile: "No. Has Nan Nan just finished school? No, I bought a few more skewers outside."

The child's ears were sharp, and he rushed out from the next door without putting down his schoolbag: "Eat! Uncle, I'll eat—"

The old lady: "What to eat, Xiao Tang, don't spoil him!"

In the aisle, they flattered each other with their enthusiastic neighbors. The old, the young, and a primary school student all went back to their respective houses contentedly. Tang Yu took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and looked down for the keyhole in the dark corridor.

Suddenly, the man's ears moved, and he keenly caught the small rustling movement coming from the other side of the door panel.

pat.

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows, and inserted the key into the lock, as if he didn't hear anything, he opened the door smoothly.

There was no one in the cramped rental room, and all the furniture was in its familiar place, except for one little guy.

The man walked in slowly. He first threw the plastic bag of takeaway on the shoe cabinet standing by the door, then walked to the coffee table in the living room, stretched out his right foot and kicked the small stones on the ground.

The ice-blue crystal rolled twice, shining brightly under the incandescent lamp.

"Yo, it's you." He whistled, bent down and picked up the stone: "Didn't I stuff you into the box and throw it back under the bed? Why, lonely?"

That being said, his eyes were not on the stone.Tang Yu's tense muscles gradually relaxed, but his brows furrowed little by little as his eagle-like gaze swept around the room.

There was really no one in his house.No one was hiding in the shadows, and no one had sneaked in while he was out.

What about this stone?Tang Yu's forehead was full of question marks.

Of course the man didn't know that at the moment he opened the door, some subtle changes took place in the mirror world located in an unknown dimension.

Before you know it, the day flies by like this.

Mirror Realm, the second day of "Tide", [-]:[-] in the evening.

Countless shadow ghosts are still entering this world from the other end of the wormhole. If you look around, the entire Yangping City is full of dark "ghost shadows" no matter the sky or the ground. If you really want to use any idiom to describe it, then It can only be "Dancing Demons".

The group of intruders is having a carnival at this time.

After almost every shadow ghost enters the mirror world, they will subconsciously capture the information about the Fanny Stone. As soon as they land, they start to frantically search for Fang Ziming's traces. They will only swarm up one after another, they haven't learned how to play tricks, which makes Fang Ziming's situation much easier.

The author has something to say: Fang Ziming: "Burn you to death!"

Shadow Ghost (touching the flame on his head): [Woohoo, cool. 】

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