Fangzheng looked at the old magic stick with a chuckle: "You asked me to tell you just now."
The old god stick was a little downcast.
In fact, Fangzheng decided to take action, and he was already determined to solve this matter thoroughly.
If he really can't find a clue, he still has good luck.
Fortune Fragrance looking for someone is nothing more than a question of how much you invest.
The more troublesome the person to find, the greater the quantity required.
And as long as he stays by his side, the old magic stick will not encounter any danger.
In addition, the old god stick has a lot of secrets, and there must be a lot of tricks to suppress the bottom of the box.
"It seems that there are no clues in this bathroom for the time being. Let's take a look at the mirror in the other bathroom." Fang Zheng just turned to leave when suddenly, the old magic stick let out a surprise.
Like seeing something incredible.
"Look, little brother! I am old, why is my hand touching your butt, little brother?" The old magic stick shouted in surprise.
WTF?
A black question mark appeared on Fangzheng's face.
Turn around and have a look.
As a result, I don't know if the old magic stick's hand was touching his butt, but a very strange scene appeared in the mirror.
It was obvious that two people were standing at the door of the bathroom facing the mirror of the bathroom cabinet, but in the mirror there was only the lonely shadow of the old magic stick standing, and there was no square in the mirror.
Um
Fangzheng frowned.
"Little brother, why did your shadow disappear in the mirror! Little brother, you must not be dead all the time, so you can't see your shadow!"
The old magic stick turned his head to look at Fangzheng, and then at the mirror of the bathroom cabinet where only his shadow was alone, he was stunned.
"If I'm a dead person, then what are you stepping on, old magic stick!" Several black lines hung down Fangzheng's forehead.
The old god stick looked down, and then hurriedly took a few steps back with a smile.
It turned out that the old magic stick had been stepping on Fang Zheng's shadow just now.
Stepping on someone else's shadow means stepping on someone's head and never turning over for a lifetime. If this happened to a superstitious old man, scolding his mother would be light. The old man dares to fight you directly.
So the old magic stick quickly took a few steps back.
I'm afraid that Fangzheng will also pay attention to these things.
However, it was obvious that the old master was overthinking, and Fangzheng didn't pay much attention to these side details.
"Little brother, since you are not a dead person, but a living person with a shadow, why did you suddenly disappear in the mirror?"
"The moment you turned around just now, I saw your shadow and I both appeared in the mirror, but just now, I touched the little brother's buttocks with my hand reflected in the mirror, and I turned my head and yelled In an instant, your shadow in the mirror disappears inexplicably."
According to what the old magic stick said, when Fangzheng walked out of the bathroom just now, the old magic stick followed and went to turn off the light. The old magic stick obviously turned off the light with his left hand, but the figure reflected in the mirror turned off the light with the other hand .
At that time, Fangzheng had already turned around and walked to the door of the bathroom, so it became, the old magic stick in the mirror wanted to touch Fangzheng who was walking in front of him with one hand.
It was precisely after seeing the opposite image in the mirror that the old god stick made the sound of surprise and surprise before.
Fangzheng pondered for a while.
Then he walked to the mirror, waved his hand, and made a few simple gestures. It was true that the mirror only had the old magic stick behind him moving around in a funny way, but his shadow did not appear.
Bang, bang.
He tapped the mirror with his knuckles, and it was indeed the real thing.
"Little brother, your verification will come true so soon, right? We just finished talking on the front foot, and the back foot was immediately entangled as soon as we looked in the mirror?"
While talking, the old magic stick was still moving around in a weird way.
Fangzheng didn't speak immediately and didn't answer.
Because he was thinking about one thing.
Chen Zhixing's house is a typical apartment with four bedrooms, one kitchen, one living room and two bathrooms.
He started walking to the second bathroom.
As a result, when he entered this bathroom and saw the mirror of the bathroom cabinet, the old god stick's eyes widened and his tongue was tied up when he spoke.
"Brother, brother... brother and sister!!"
Impressively, in the mirror this time, Fang Zheng and the ghost bride standing behind Fang Zheng were successfully appeared.
The Ghost Bride is standing behind Fangzheng with her chest almost touching her back, her head covered with a phoenix red hijab embroidered with gold silk is leaning slightly forward, half of her face is almost touching her upper cheek, she looks like she is sticking to her lover. He poured out his deep affection, and seemed to be staring at Fangzheng's side face from the corner of his eye.
Just covered with a red hijab.
No one can clearly see the expression of the ghost bride under the red hijab.
This time, everything in the bathroom cabinet mirror was normal, and Fang Zheng, the old magic stick, and the ghost bride all appeared.
There has also been no more weird scenes where the left and right are reversed.
Fangzheng still didn't say a word, and went back to the previous bathroom again. As a result, this time, the mirror of the bathroom cabinet had returned to normal, and both he and the ghost bride appeared in the mirror.
"This is really getting more and more evil."
The old magic stick also bluffed and followed.
It's not just the old magic stick who can't figure it out, even Fang Zheng can't figure out the reason for it for a while, why his shadow disappears inexplicably when the mysterious evil spirit entangles him and the old magic stick... In the end, it can only be temporarily attributed to the possibility behind him. The Ghost Bride.
After all, the ghost bride can only be seen in the mirror.
If you want to suppress Fangzheng in the mirror, you must first suppress the ghost bride...
But the result can be imagined.
Fangzheng in the mirror suddenly disappeared inexplicably, presumably because the evil spirit tried to entangle Fangzheng but failed.
That's why only the shadow of the old magic stick appeared in reverse.
Fangzheng guessed that the shadow on the left and right might not be the shadow of the old magic stick... but the mysterious evil that has been hiding behind!
"Old man, do you still remember the corner hole you found in Chen Zhixing's bedroom? Also, do you remember that I told you that Chen Zhixing's younger sister secretly hid in Chen Zhixing's bedroom more than once?"
In Chen Zhixing's room, Fangzheng looked at the old magic stick, and he began to verify the next conjecture.
He is approaching the clue step by step.
The old magic stick looked at Fang Zheng in puzzlement. When he saw Fang Zheng's gaze staring at a suitcase against the wall, the old magic stick seemed to have a bad premonition suddenly.
"Little brother, don't you want to repeat the scene and let me, the old man, hide it in the suitcase like Chen Zhixing's sister?"
The old magic stick immediately had a bitter expression on his face.
"That's not necessary."
Hearing Fang Zheng's words, the old magic stick just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but Fang Zheng's next sentence immediately made the old magic stick tighten again.
"Old God, you take the role of Chen Zhixing's younger sister and look under Chen Zhixing's bed like her younger sister. Do you experience any different feelings?"
The old magic stick immediately complained: "Little brother, I am an old man. It is too difficult for you to let me drill the bed. Little brother, your body is younger than my old man, and your flexibility is better than my old man. Little brother, why don't you drill yourself?"
Fangzheng spread his hands and looked at the old magic stick: "I also want to experience it myself, so that I can find clues faster, but he doesn't want to entangle me with the dirty things behind him, and I am helpless."
The old magic stick: "..."
It's really a sad story.
Why do dirty things only haunt him!
Don't pester Fangzheng!
This is not fair at all, the old god stick was angry, but in the end, under the encouragement of Fang Zheng's few kind words, the old god stick wrapped his Taoist robe around his waist, and put it into Chen Zhixing's younger sister's and got down on the bed...
(end of this chapter)