infinite danger

Chapter 185 Ghost in the Mirror

The man in the blue-and-white striped hospital suit followed at the end of the line. His skin was mottled blue-purple, his eyeballs protruded like goldfish, and his pupils turned upward, leaving a large white area.Looking at the age between 30 and 40 years old, the hair is cut very short, and several festering scalps can be seen vaguely.

The scarred hands were wrapped around the tall man's shoulders, the withered palms were half hanging, and the pale lips squirmed slightly. "He" said angrily, "It's cold...I'm so cold..."

The tall man didn't feel the existence of "him" at all, except for his complexion, his behavior and expression were as usual, and he always looked like someone owed him a lot of money.

Seeing these scarred hands, Ji Siwei could be sure that "he" was the ghost in hospital clothes that appeared under the bed in the third room.

As Qin Lin said, this guy is really wandering around in the castle now, which is undoubtedly an extremely unstable risk factor.

"Cold...so cold..."

The ghost in the sick suit raised his voice a little bit, his arms around the tall man tightened, and his body was almost completely attached to the tall man's back.

It's like putting your body in it.

A thin layer of black air covered the tall man's body, making him look a little black, and the cold sweat kept slipping off his forehead. He raised his hand to wipe off the sweat, and the blood on his face became more and more scarce.

There was a voice next to his ear all the time, but it seemed to be just an illusion when he listened carefully. He finally noticed something was wrong, and was about to look back, when the ghost in the hospital clothes raised his head faintly, and blew on his neck.

"There seems to be something wrong with me..." The beating speed of the heart became slower and slower, and the tall man's fingers curled up like boiled chicken feet, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Hearing the movement, the man in the black hat looked sideways, and saw the tall man lying on the floor, twitching all over his body, rolling his eyes and looking ferocious.A man in a striped hospital gown hovered beside him, with a sinister smile on his lips.

The man in the black hat and the ghost in the hospital clothes met their gazes, and were frozen in place by that gloomy and cold gaze, and their legs went limp for a while.

"Why are you standing there, run away!" An old hand closest to the man in the black hat pushed his shoulder and ran away.

"Where did it come from?"

"Silently, who the hell knows!"

The few taskers who had never seen the ghost in the sick suit had no clue at all.

Shu'er looked at the tall man who was unconscious, and then at the ghost in the hospital clothes, frowning: "This guy is the one hiding under the bed, and he chased him here?"

Just as the missionaries were fleeing in a hurry, the old door slammed shut with a loud bang.

The largest light source was blocked, leaving only a few narrow windows to penetrate a little shallow light, which could not play the role of lighting at all.

The hall was dark and gloomy, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly at a distance, let alone judge the location of the ghost.

The missionaries rushed to the back of the gate and slammed on the door panel frantically. The gate remained motionless, as if stuck with super glue, no matter how hard they pushed, there was no gap.

"Students, what's wrong with you?!" Professor Wen Ren stood where he was, looking at them inexplicably.

Professor Wenren couldn't see the ghosts in the hospital clothes, so in his eyes, the missionaries behaved like crazy.

Several taskers turned a deaf ear to his words.

"This door can't be opened at all!"

"Try it with a kick, I feel that ghost thing is standing near us, hurry up!"

Hearing them discussing opening the door, Professor Wen Ren said: "Students, don't panic. This door has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is possible that it is malfunctioning. The careful housekeeper will find us soon."

"By that time, our corpses will be cold!" The taskers began to tear down the door violently, but the effect was not satisfactory.

The hall was in chaos, and there was noise everywhere. Ji Siwei had been standing still, never moving half a step from the beginning to the end. His night vision ability was better than ordinary people, and he could clearly see that the ghost in the sick suit that everyone was guarding against was approaching. Squatting beside the tall man, he slowly stretched out his hand.

The tall man's body was still twitching slightly, which meant that he was still alive.

Ji Siwei threw out the fruit knife and quickly walked towards the ghost in the hospital suit.

Unexpectedly, before it got close, the ghost in the hospital clothes would notice it. After a quick glance at Ji Siwei, he immediately withdrew his hand, turned his head and plunged into a mirror, and disappeared.

The ghost of the hospital clothes disappeared, and the door still showed no signs of loosening.

The air is getting thinner and thinner, and the dreary hall is almost suffocating.

Several taskers who wanted to escape from the hall pushed the door until they were out of strength, and temporarily stopped to rest.

"Boom... boom..."

A rhythmic flapping sound came from nowhere, easily attracting everyone's attention in the darkness.

Ji Siwei followed the sound and found a faint phosphorescence floating from a mirror mounted on the wall.

The ghost in the hospital clothes appeared in the mirror, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled provocatively.

Someone cursed in a low voice: "Fuck me? Look at that mirror, what kind of devil scene is this?"

Missionaries look in the mirror

The mirror was glowing with a faint green light, and the ghost in the hospital clothes was suspended in the air with its limbs hanging down, and its head was tilted to the left strangely.Behind him is a clean and tidy hall that has not been damaged in the slightest.

Two ghosts in white coats appeared behind "him". Immediately afterwards, ghosts appeared in the mirror one after another. Their skin was pale and their bodies were lifeless. They were crowded together and looked at the people outside the mirror expressionlessly.

"My scalp is going to explode!" Shu'er grabbed a handful of hair regardless of his image: "How many 'people' are there?!"

She couldn't even imagine what it would be like for all these ghosts to come out of the mirror.

The ghost in the sick clothes raised his hand, and patted the mirror lightly, and all the mirrors in the hall lit up.

Dozens of ghosts appeared out of thin air, and distorted and unpopular faces stuck to the mirror, peering out of the mirror with red eyes.

The originally empty room was suddenly crowded with people.

A series of numb eyes came out from the mirror, making people dizzy.

"Get lost for me!" An old hand broke down emotionally, and smashed the largest mirror with the DSLR in his hand like crazy.

The mirror shattered into several large pieces, and the roots were stuck to the wall without falling to the ground.

All the "people" in the mirror were misplaced and distorted to varying degrees. There was no anger on their faces, but a mask-like stiff smile.

"idiot!"

Shu'er frowned, and looked at the old hand who smashed the mirror. Before she could say the following words, she watched the man's body cut into several pieces by the sharp rays of light that appeared out of thin air. Blood oozes from the parts, and the picture is scarier than a ghost in a broken mirror.

There was a broken sound in the throat, the old hand's face was full of horror, he didn't even close his eyes, the pieces of his body fell to the ground, splashing a big puddle of blood.

Shu'er's stomach churned, and he retched while leaning on a stone pillar.

No matter how good your mental quality is, you can't stand this kind of situation.

Qi Yu and Lemon screamed at the same time, and tears burst out of their eyes instantly.

The others were also startled by this scene, as if the pause button had been pressed one by one.

There were several different laughters in the closed hall, and the cracks on the mirror surface were automatically repaired, returning to a flawless appearance.

The pile of corpses on the ground turned into a few broken lenses without a trace of blood.

At the same time, there was a figure beside the ghost in the sick suit, and he slapped the mirror in horror: "Get me out! Save me! Save me!"

This person is the old hand who smashed the mirror just now.

The ghost in the hospital clothes put his arms around his shoulders, and the corners of his lips grinned towards his ears.

Several ghosts behind him raised the corners of their lips at the same time, as if they were holding a strange welcome ceremony.

Qin Lin said in a hoarse voice, "Why did he get into the mirror? Did he not die or did he become a ghost?"

"Absolutely dead." Shu'er still felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, and said irritably, "The body is broken like that, it must be dead."

Thinking of the bloody scene, Qin Lin also frowned: "There's just no way to save him, is there?"

"Yes." Ji Siwei, who has been very quiet all this time, said softly: "One life for another, a living person can enter the castle in the mirror, and he can be replaced."

Shu'er quickly understood what Ji Siwei meant: "It's like exchanging a ghost in a sick suit and a boy with blue hair."

"He's here." Ji Siwei pointed to one of the mirrors, the blue-haired boy who was squeezed into the farthest corner, his eyes were dull, like a thoughtless puppet: "This means that every mirror in the castle is are interlinked, and the ghost in the mirror can shuttle through it."

The bronze mirror in the room, the ghost will only appear after midnight, the mirror here should not be affected by time.

"It really is him!" Shu'er had seen them for so long, the ghosts in the mirror just looked at them motionless, and had no intention of coming out of the mirror, so he was a little relieved: "They don't seem to be able to come out?"

Ji Siwei thought for a moment: "This should be a restriction. Only under certain circumstances can the ghost come out of the mirror."

With a creak, the heavy door opened slowly, and the faint sunlight poured into the hall. In an instant, all the figures in the mirror evaporated together.

The butler in a black suit stood outside the door and bowed respectfully: "A waiter reported that the door here is malfunctioning and seems to have trapped the guests. I will come right away. Everyone has been waiting for a long time. "

Looking at the blooming roses outside the door, everyone felt like seeing the sun again.

"I wasted some time here. The morning class will end here, and then you can move freely." Professor Wen Ren looked at his watch: "Don't forget that you will hand in a painting to me during dinner."

Just walked in front of the gate of hell, until they walked out of the hall, the taskers did not slow down.

They were not students majoring in painting, and many of them were not interested in sketching, so they thought it would be fine to just draw a picture and go back to their residence.

Only a few people headed by Ji Siwei were still outside the castle.