The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

Post a post, and then enrich the story of Mirror Ghost Story with a little bit of detail, and add the story of a pair of twins named Linghua and Lihua, just to strengthen the effect of [Sister Swap].

The redecoration of the dance classroom was true, but it was not because of any murder. The real reason was that a large number of termites were found on the wooden floor of the classroom, so we urgently carried out extermination and redecoration.But the so-called ghost talk is half truth and half lie, and the real facts will make the ghost talk more credible.

I'm also getting more proficient.

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When there is no one in the dance classroom, I will occasionally sneak over to see if there is anything abnormal in the mirror, and sometimes talk to me in the mirror.

Mian has been sleeping for many years, so she probably doesn't know much about what happened in these years.So, I told her some interesting things, for example, I joined the art department when I was in the first grade (because I thought it might be possible to wake up the sleeper through painting instead of ghost talks), there was a A classmate who blushes at the sight of me, and somehow became my roommate.Another example is the matter of the student union. I ran for the student council president when I was in the second year of high school, because I was thinking that if I became the president, would I be able to learn about shady events, such as whether the school is secretly using dark experiments to cultivate students' superpowers? With such a secret, the student council turns out to be just a normal labor force planning various activities, which is really disappointing.

In addition, Mian has been sleeping for so long, she must still be a child psychologically, and I am already more mature than her, so I have to strengthen her awareness of calling "sister" in advance, so most of what I say to her is Sentence patterns starting with "Sister, I did..." "You don't know how much your sister and I are..." need to subtly let her recognize her status.

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Before I knew it, I was already in my third year of high school...

Xiyan seems to have said that ghosts are people who have too much obsession with the world and cannot go to the other shore.

I think that wanting to wake up and sleep should also become my obsession.It may be difficult for others to understand the reason why I must do this, but I always feel that I who cannot find my sleep are always incomplete, and the void in my heart can never be filled.

Since there is still no change in the ghost story of the mirror, shouldn't it be time to consider some other methods?

Just as I was thinking about these things and said hello to me in the mirror in the dance studio, I unexpectedly saw that I in the mirror opened my eyes.

I couldn't help doubting my eyes, I always see myself in the mirror with my eyes closed, how could that be?

Could it just be that the bug in the world was fixed, so my movements in the mirror finally synced with mine?

I tried to challenge myself in the mirror.

I won.

congratulations.

"Is it...Mian?" I couldn't help asking excitedly.

"Yes, sister." The man in the mirror replied.

In fact, normally speaking, I should have noticed the abnormality at this time.

No matter how much I hinted at her in her sleep, that person would never call me sister so easily.

However, I was so overwhelmed with joy that my IQ dropped about 2 standard deviations that I didn't notice it.

At this time, she just woke up from her sleep, she was still in a daze, she couldn't speak well, and couldn't communicate effectively, so I decided to wait a few more days.

By the way, in the past few days, I have also looked in the mirror in the dormitory and my own home, and confirmed my appearance in the mirror.

In the mirror, I was still sleeping with my eyes closed, and I was always tied in boxing games.

At that time, I thought wishfully that because the strange story I made up was "the mirror of the dance classroom", only the mirror of the dance classroom can play a role in waking up sleep.Now that I think about it, the IQ drop may be more than 2 standard deviations, maybe as many as 4.

After a few days, she finally appeared to be sober.

According to her, I, as an evil spirit, possessed Mian's body and unconsciously suppressed her soul, and drove her soul into the mirror world, so Mian could not wake up.

If we want to wake up from sleep, we must completely exchange our positions inside and outside the mirror.

I agreed.

When I asked three sentences "Who are you" according to the content of the ghost talk I wrote, the monster in front of me finally revealed its true colors.

I was suddenly attacked, and in a burst of icy cold feeling, I was sealed in an extremely narrow mirror.

"Thank you, my stupid sister."

The person outside the mirror stretched contentedly, and said mockingly: "Thanks to you, I finally have a movable human body. As for my sister, you can wait slowly in the mirror, maybe We can wait until the next fateful person.”

"You are not Nemu." I said coldly.

"No, now I am Ning Meng (Nemu), now, who can say that I am not Ning Meng?" She said with a laugh.

My emotions are relatively blunted, and I rarely experience strong emotions, but at this moment, I feel very rarely strong anger.

Not angry at this ignorant and arrogant guy in front of me, but angry at myself.

I should have thought a long time ago that it might not be Mian who was talking to me, but the possibility of the ghost talk in the mirror.

But I always think about the convenience of mirror ghost story as a tool for [exchange], and subconsciously ignore its danger as a horror legend.

What Senior Sister Xiyan said is correct, if you go too deep into these inhuman things, if you are not careful for a moment, you will bring disaster.

The triumphant ghost was making faces at me, and then, she suddenly suffered an invisible blow to her abdomen.

"What... what's going on..." When she was still wondering what happened, she heard a "click", and one of her arms was suddenly twisted in an impossible direction.

"Obtaining a human body, which also means...you also have a human sense of pain, right?" I said to her with a smile.

"You did it?" She looked at me with incredible eyes, as if she knew me for the first time.

I nodded, and then, the crisp "click" sounded together with her screams.

In the final analysis, the mystery of Mirror Ghost Story is that it can be exchanged with other people's bodies, and the combat power is just like that.

"You're crazy! It's your own body!" she screamed.

At this moment, if I say I am crazy, it is not a big problem.Because I realize that maybe what I've spent years doing is nothing more than a self-defeating fantasy.Maybe Mian died a long time ago, and her soul was swallowed whole by me before I realized it, and was completely digested.My obsession is a joke, so what's the point of caring about a body that doesn't belong to me?

She gritted her teeth and rushed out of the dance classroom.

I thought about it and followed suit.

She ran out of the classroom and rushed a certain distance before she began to rest panting heavily.

"Why did you stop running after running so little, my body should not be so weak." I made myself appear on a glass and said to her.

When she saw me, she looked even more frightened than before, "You...why did you move?!!"

"As a mirror ghost, why can't you move between the mirrors?" I asked strangely.

Without saying a word, she ran away without hesitation.

I'm still thinking about the question she just said. It seems that she can't move, and indeed, "Mirror in the Dance Classroom" is a strange story with a limited location, so it's reasonable that she can't move.

But why can I move?

This is also a question worthy of study, but it can be left for a later time.

No... Is there a future?

I smiled wryly, and with a flash, I continued to chase after him. At least in the end, I would make the guy who stole Mian's body and trampled on my dream pay the price.

And this teaching building full of window glass is my best hunting ground.

Arms and feet twisted in impossible directions, she was still running, running like some kind of twisted insect.

She panicked and wanted to escape to a place without a mirror, but according to my definition, anything with a smooth surface that can reflect the image of an object is a mirror, so of course the metal railing that is so bright that it can reflect a figure is also a mirror.

This guy actually chose to jump off a building, alas, it's a pity for my body, it really is too rushed...

Wait a minute, who is that? ?

I saw, beside my corpse, a translucent figure appeared.

That can't possibly be the ghost talk in the mirror just now, I don't have any reason to say that, it's just based on the intuition generated by seeing the other person's temperament at first sight...

This seemingly weird temperament looks a bit like...

Wait, I seem to get it!If it is said that Mian has been sleeping in my body, I am the outside and she is the inside, then she cannot wake up because of me, and now I am swapped with the ghost, I was swapped out, and the ghost that was swapped in is Died again, so... the rest of the sleep woke up?

Mian she looked over!At that moment, I felt an invisible connection between me and her, a kind of attraction, to draw her to me, or me to her.

My heart suddenly tightened, this suction... felt as if only one of us could exist.

I was afraid that the sleeping sleep that I had finally woken up would fall into a long sleep that could not be awakened again due to my reasons. Therefore, I made a decision in an instant and decided to let myself have a good sleep first, and have a dream that I can have fun while sleeping. .

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I opened my eyes, looked at Mian outside the mirror, tried my best to fight against the lingering suction, and warned Mian: "I can't stay awake for a long time, otherwise, you will fall into a deep sleep."

However, she doesn't seem to care about this issue, and now all her thoughts are only focused on how to save Sanri Yuetong.

"Hey, you bastard, aren't you very powerful? Can you beat up that ghost and drive her out of Xiaotong's body!" Mian said anxiously.

"This is how I treated our past body before. I thought I killed her, but I didn't expect her to be resurrected. Our ability is just pure physical violence, and there is no way to drive her out from the spiritual level. If you let me do it, I might break Xiaotong's body."

"Damn...why is this guy resurrected!"

"Probably, it's because her body is a ghost story rather than that body? After all, the essence of ghost stories is often the fear rooted in the human heart, and it is the embodiment of certain horror legends of human beings. As long as these legends are still circulating, there will still be A steady stream of fear points to this strange story, so even if it is killed, it will be resurrected after a while."

Mian clenched her fists tightly, "Then there is nothing we can do?! I don't believe that ghost stories can't be killed!"

I looked at Mian's current appearance. In the past, Mian always liked to avoid problems, either hiding or letting me replace her.However, at this moment, Mian seemed to be full of sharp fighting spirit.

It turned out that Mian had finally made a real friend.

If it wasn't for the Mikayue pupil who said "Please be friends with me", I might not have had a conversation with Mian at the risk of letting Mian fall into a deep sleep again.

But sleeping friends are my friends.

So, I replied: "Of course, ghost stories can be killed, but it's more complicated to kill a ghost story. If the spread is very old, there may be nothing we can do. Now, it's just a few years old. It’s just a strange talk on campus, not to mention that its creator is me. The way to kill them is just the opposite of the process of creation, as long as the three elements of their existence are destroyed, it’s much simpler.”

I stretched out my hand to Mian, "Come on, let's completely eliminate this strange talk, for the sake of our mutual friend~"

Mian didn't extend her hand, she gave me a contemptuous look, and said, "Is Xiao Tong my friend, okay? When did you become 'our mutual friend'? Please don't casually get close to me...Could it be possible, you also Are you short of friends?"

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This brat really deserves a beating.

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(These chapters can be regarded as puzzle-solving articles. I don’t know if it makes sense logically... What I want to write is not a mystery novel, but a light-hearted daily novel with a little supernatural, so even if there is a reasoning, it is a nonsense reasoning... I am commenting I saw the analysis written by many people in the district. I think everyone is a great talent, and their thinking is more complicated than I thought. Many times I don’t think so much...)

Chapter 60 Clang clang clang!Asahi-chan is revived!

It was already night, and in an extended black car parked outside the school, Huashanyuan Youxiang was looking worriedly at the blue and black handprints on Xiaotong's neck, and asked worriedly, "Xiaotong, are you really alright?"

Xiaotong nodded weakly, and said, "Well...fortunately, nothing happened. The evil spirit dragged me all the way to the top of the building, trying to occupy my body, but somehow she ran away by herself. , I think... maybe the amulet on my body is working."

"It's because the little monk is not good at cultivation, and he couldn't stop that evil spirit. I'm ashamed." The mage Yixin clasped his hands together and sighed.

Kazuha Takao, who was slender, was pasting charms on every car window. After hearing this sentence, he couldn't help turning his head and said: "My elder brother has been considered in the temple as a rare talent in practice for 30 or [-] years. I met someone, but I still couldn’t control that evil spirit, it’s clearly because the level of that evil spirit is too high, it’s not an ordinary evil spirit at all!”

Xiaotong also nodded in agreement and said: "Yes, I have never seen... such a spirit."

"Then what should we do now!" Youxiang looked a little scared, but if you observe carefully, you will find that she is actually a little excited.

Kazuha Takao replied: "I have asked the temple for help just now, but there are probably only a few people in the temple who can deal with this level of evil spirits, and they are all relatively old. Come tonight. Therefore, tonight may be more dangerous, so it is best to take shelter outside the school. That evil spirit should be an earth-bound spirit, and it should be safer to take shelter outside the school for the time being."

Just when these people were making such a decision, Youxiang suddenly saw a girl in a school uniform through the car window. Her face was hidden from view, and she was holding a rectangular object covered with a cloth in her hand. , looks like a portrait of a person.

"Hiss—" Youxiang gasped, and was about to scream, but the person outside the car window lowered his head and reached out to knock on the window.

It turned out to be Miki Sakurai.

Youxiang rolled down the car window, opened her mouth and began to complain: "Sister Sakurai, why are you so silent every time you appear, more like a ghost than a ghost..."

Sakurai said: "I have something to ask you, I want you to see something, let me get in the car first."

Youxiang was about to open the door to let Sakurai in, but Takao Kazuha suddenly stopped her.

"Kazuha, what's wrong?" Sakurai asked puzzled.

"Now we may be attacked by evil spirits at any time. The evil spirits seem to invade people's bodies, so we have to be more cautious. I ask you a few questions to confirm. You went to my house once this January. What did you go for?"

"Visiting, asking for marriage." Sakurai replied without hesitation.

"At that time, you asked for a root lottery. How was the lottery?"

"fierce."

"Do you remember signing the poem?"

"A lone boat wants to cross the shore, and the waves rush through the empty space. Like a person standing on the water, looking at the moon will always be empty."

Kazuha Takao stared at her face for a long time before opening the car door.

"So, what do you want us to see?"

Sakurai lifted the black cloth from the things she was holding, only to see that what she was holding was a painting.

Youxiang pointed at the painting and shouted: "Huh? Isn't this the painting that Uncle Mochizuki was talking about... Eh? Wait a minute, isn't this painting quite normal?"

This painting looks quite normal, it is a picture of Mochizuki Ningmeng looking in the mirror in the room.Both her in the mirror and her in the mirror turned their faces slightly, looking out of the screen, and their movements were completely mirror images.