Looking at the 'self' sitting still in the mirror, with his hands making a fist gesture.
When Zhou Paopi saw this, his eyes widened and he felt a chill on his back. He was so frightened that he couldn't speak.
During the day, he only heard his mistress say that as long as he won the game of rock-paper-scissors, he could spend the night with the beauty.
But, but, but what's going on with that motionless person in the mirror? !
Could it be
ghost
Zhou Paopi felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he became extremely clear-headed.
People are always like this. Before they face scary things, they always laugh at others for being cowardly.
It was the same for him before. Although he was afraid of ghosts, he was never afraid of them. But today he saw such a strange situation.
Zhou Paopi was scared!
He subconsciously reached into his arms, where he hid the jade he had obtained from a master. Over the years, no ghost had ever dared to bother him.
As long as he finds the jade, as long as he takes out the jade, he will be safe!
Zhou Paopi raised his hand, but the 'self' in the mirror did not move.
He put his hand into his chest, but the 'self' in the mirror did not move.
A flash of joy appeared on his face, but it disappeared in an instant because Zhou Paopi did not touch the jade!
This frightened him again. He touched it again in disbelief, but it was still empty.
He had nothing on his chest. Zhou Paopi never carried anything when he went out, not even money, because he never needed to pay for meals.
Who dares to take money from Zhou Paopi
There is no jade on the body.
Zhou Paopi stood there in a daze, with traces of cold sweat running down his forehead.
It’s over, it’s over!
The 'self' in the mirror seemed to realize that Zhou Paopi did not have the jade on him, so he slowly stood up and stood in front of Zhou Paopi.
The two of them just stared at each other, that weird look, that weird smile, made Zhou Baopi feel numb in his heart.
He wanted to leave. Facing such a terrifying thing, if he didn't run away now, when would he run
Use your strength, use your strength, use your strength to turn, turn around!
Zhou Baopi cried out in his heart. No matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to be restrained, stuck in place, unable to move at all.
“Ahhhhhhhh…”
A laughter like a silver bell came out, which seemed particularly loud in this dark and quiet room.
It also seems particularly weird.
Zhou Baopi was sweating profusely as he watched 'himself' in the mirror smiling strangely, his mouth wide open, laughing out horrible sounds.
Ghost, ghost, it’s a ghost!
He looked straight at the mirror, and saw a hand slowly extending from the mirror, a pitch-black hand.
The hand stretched longer and longer, and directly touched Zhou Paopi's chest.
Zhou Baopi could only watch helplessly as a bone-chilling chill came from the hand, but he was unable to move.
Boom, boom, boom! In the quiet room, he could even hear his own heartbeat.
"Wow..."
"Zhou Pa Pi..."
"I died a miserable death..."
"Why kill me..."
"I don't blame..."
"Pay your life..."
In an instant, the 'self' in the mirror changed his face seven or eight times, and looked at Zhou Pa Pi with resentment, which frightened Zhou Pa Pi so much that his soul scattered.
Because he recognized all the faces in the mirror, and he was the one who killed them all!
"No!"
Zhou Paopi roared in his heart, as if his prayer was heard, and the originally locked door was pushed open.
It turned out to be his subordinate, Xiao Saner.
The sturdy man walked in and shouted, "Master, Master, please go home quickly, the lady is really angry!"
He stopped talking abruptly and looked at the strange scene in the room, Zhou Paopi standing motionless, and the pitch-black hand in the mirror.
Xiao San'er trembled all over, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees.
"Ghost girl, I, I really didn't see anything, you guys continue."
He rolled and crawled out of the door, and was very sensible enough to close the door tightly, leaving Zhou Paopi alone in the room.
Looking at Xiao San'er's departure, Zhou Baopi's eyes were full of resentment. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he broke free.
"I was wrong. Don't kill me, don't kill me. I have money. As long as you let me go, I will ask a master to find your bones and pray for your salvation!"
Zhou Paopi is usually very arrogant because he is rich. With money comes power, and he can dominate ordinary people.
But facing this strange existence, he fell into complete despair. The so-called wealth was so ridiculous.
He clearly still has so much money to spend, he is only fifty years old and still has the best years of his youth. He is still young and strong, and even if his wife survives, he still has beautiful women to marry.
He is unwilling to accept it!
Zhou Paopi cried bitterly and begged for mercy in a pitiful voice.
The 'self' in the mirror seemed to be moved, and also seemed to be watching him in order to laugh at his joke, so he just watched quietly.
Zhou Baopi, who was lying on the ground, had a fierce look in his eyes. He turned over suddenly and picked up something from under the recliner.
It was the jade that had just fallen!
As soon as the jade came into his hand, a warm current surged in him, dispelling the coldness from Zhou Paopi's body and preventing the evil spirit from getting close to him.
At this moment he was extremely agile. He turned over suddenly and smashed the jade in his hand heavily into the mirror, smashing the mirror into pieces.
A terrible scream was heard from the mirror, followed by thick, visible black smoke floating out of the mirror.
“Hahahahahaha!”
Zhou Paopi looked at the broken mirror and smiled particularly arrogantly, particularly arrogantly, and particularly freely.
He lived, he survived!
But the next moment, Zhou Paopi felt something pulling his body, and the scene in front of him changed drastically.
As if nothing had happened, the mirror in front of him was still intact, and Zhou Paopi stood motionless in front of the mirror.
The dark hand in the mirror was still resting on his chest.
Behind Zhou Paopi, a piece of ancient jade was lying quietly under the recliner.
It seemed as if everything just now was a dream.
However, Zhou Paopi saw that 'himself' in the mirror had a look of mockery and resentment in his eyes.
He suddenly realized that everything that had just happened was an illusion, a dream.
"No, no, don't!"
Zhou Paopi screamed in despair, but the next moment, the dark hand seemed to penetrate into his heart without any hindrance, and seemed to take something out of it.
It was sticky and was jumping around, and looked very much like the pig heart sold at the pork stall.
Really
Zhou Paopi’s eyes widened and he suddenly felt dizzy.
A cold voice came from his ear.
"Look, this heart is all black."
"No!"