No matter how much the ghost controlling my body struggled, I was still dragged to the mirror by the mummies.
Looking at the expression on his body, it changed from fear to doubt.
My heart began to sink continuously, and I felt the unique attraction of my body to my soul, but for some reason, I still didn't return to my body.
The ghost controlling my body gradually stopped shaking. His eyes rolled straight, not knowing what he was thinking.
My heart moved, thinking of what happened just now, without showing a trace of surprise, instead I made a majestic gesture.
"You're so bold, how dare you keep a secret relationship with the underworld?"
"A errand." The ghost was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a timid look: "Are you an errand?"
"Naturally, you not only keep the yin errand in private, but also occupy the dharma body of the yin errand in the yang world. Do you really think that I can't deal with you?"
The ghost's feet softened all of a sudden, and if it wasn't for the mummy, it probably fell to the ground directly.
As a Chinese, I have a lot of contact with the theory of ghosts and gods. Even if you don't believe in ghosts and gods, you must have heard the legends of going down the oil pan, going up the mountain of swords, and the eighteen levels of hell.
What's more, the ghost in front of him has personally experienced all this, so he is naturally convinced.
I looked at the ghost and said in a cold voice: "Hmph, if you turn your back on the dark and turn to the bright, I may consider giving you a lenient treatment. If you don't fry it in a frying pan for hundreds of years, it won't feel good to think about it."
The ghost knelt down in front of me with a "bang", and couldn't even hold back the two mummies.
The ghost burst into tears and said: "My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me, I don't know anything."
I frowned, looking at my body in such a barren state, I felt really awkward.
I sneered and said, "You don't know? Huh?"
The ghost nodded repeatedly, but I ignored him and said to the mummy beside me, "Take it away."
The mummy is about to pull the ghost up.
The ghost began to yell: "I really don't know, I really don't know, please forgive me."
"Slow down." I called the mummy to stop, and said to the ghost, "Tell me everything about you, maybe you can save a lot of suffering."
The ghost nodded repeatedly, and said with snot and tears: "My name is Chen Xing, I live in Gannan, and I went to Shangjing to work a few years ago."
Chen Xing is just a farmer in Gannan. A few years ago, he followed his fellow villagers to work in Shangjing.
Life is very difficult for Chen Xing, who has no academic qualifications and no skills, but fortunately, he is an honest person, and slowly opened a housekeeping company with his fellow villagers.
It is said that it is a company, but it is actually a few people with a small appearance, but life is getting better and better.
At this time, Chen Xing took an order to clean Ding Xiaojie's current house.
The house is not big, the asking price is only 30, and the small one cannot be smaller, but Chen Xing still adheres to the principle of doing things by himself, and cleans it according to the time specified by the employer.
The previous few times, the cooperation was very pleasant, so the last time, Ding Xiaojie asked to clean it in the middle of the night, and Chen Xing didn't care, let alone Ding Xiaojie added 30 yuan.
However, it was this night that completely changed Chen Xing's life.
Chen Xing arrived at Ding Xiaojie's house. After cleaning, Ding Xiaojie asked Chen Xing to clean the furniture that he had not been allowed to touch.
Naturally, Chen Xing would not refuse. When the black cloth on the furniture was removed, Chen Xing realized that it was a dressing table, which looked old.
After discovering this, Chen Xing became more careful. During the cleaning process, Ding Xiaojie kept telling ghost stories about mirrors.
Because he knew that Ding Xiaojie was writing ghost stories, Chen Xing didn't care. Instead, he focused more on cleaning because he was afraid.
Soon, Chen Xing finished cleaning and was about to leave, but Ding Xiaojie stopped Chen Xing.
"Brother Chen."
Chen Xing turned to look at Ding Xiaojie: "Is there anything else?"
"Don't you look in the mirror?" Ding Xiaojie's words were a little dark.
Chen Xing trembled all over, his face turned pale, and he showed an embarrassed smile: "Didn't you keep telling ghost stories about the mirror, I was a little scared."
Ding Xiaojie lowered his head and smiled, his smile looked a little weird in the shadows: "Let's take a look."
Chen Xing waved his hands again and again: "No, no, don't look at me as tall and thick, but I'm actually very timid."
"Yes, but if you don't look in the mirror, how can she come out?"
Chen Xing was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the mirror, only to see a blue face in the mirror, which was a woman.
At this time, the woman was looking at Chen Xing with her eyes wide open, with a trace of dried blood left in the corner of her eyes.
"Ah." Chen Xing yelled and fell to the ground.
Then I heard Ding Xiaojie shout loudly: "Brother Chen, Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Xing pointed to the mirror and stammered, "Mirror, mirror, in the mirror."
As Chen Xing spoke, he stopped suddenly, because there was nothing in the mirror, only himself sitting on the ground in embarrassment, pointing at the mirror and trembling.
Ding Xiaojie looked at Chen Xing strangely, and his tone became very slow: "What's wrong with the mirror?"
Chen Xing scratched his head, looked at Ding Xiaojie and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I guess it's my eyesight, I'll go first."
Ding Xiaojie nodded and reached for the money in his pocket, but Chen Xing was already frightened, so he didn't dare to linger.
I saw Chen Xing repeatedly waved his hands and said, "Next time, let's pay together next time."
Said, walked quickly to the door.
Ding Xiaojie still stretched out his hand in his pocket, silently looking at Chen Xing, without speaking.
Just as Chen Xing stretched out his hand to open the door, he turned around and glanced at the mirror.
In the mirror, there was only Ding Xiaojie's figure.
Chen Xing let out a long breath, thinking that he was hallucinating, and was about to turn around when he suddenly froze.
Because Ding Xiaojie was facing him, the Ding Xiaojie in the mirror should be just sideways.
However, Ding Xiaojie in the mirror is also looking at himself directly.
Chen Xing felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cellar, and there was only one thought in his mind, I want to get out of here as soon as possible.
Just as Chen Xing turned his head to open the door, a woman suddenly appeared in front of him.
It was a woman with a livid face, her eyes were wide open, she was looking at him, the dried black blood at the corner of her eyes was so familiar.
Chen Xing only remembered that he yelled loudly, and when he regained consciousness again, it was dawn.
A familiar figure was waving goodbye to him.
Chen Xing was stunned, that figure turned out to be himself.
Before Chen Xing could react, his body walked to his side and whispered, "Thank you."
It was not his own voice, but the voice of a strange woman.
A strange woman walked away wearing her own body as if wearing a dress.
And Chen Xing was horrified to find that he was stuck in the mirror, no matter how much he punched and kicked, he couldn't shake this thin layer of mirror.