Mirror (3)
Chapter 1733:Mirror (3)
The phantom light was a little dissatisfied, but still replied: "I found out some."Say it’s haunted over there.You have to look at the house to see it.But we can't get in.The old man was ready to sell the house after the old man had died.It's not good to do it for a while."
The phantom light stopped, “they said in front of my grandparents, and both of them were scared.What amulet to sell after that... . . .
I saw the vision.
“They are not liars.There are ghosts in this world.”For a long time, he said, standing on the side of the green.
Qin squandered, but it seemed that he also wanted to persuade the illusion light.
The light overturned his head and licked his lips.
“I really mean.There really are ghosts.They can also deal with ghosts.Not particularly strong, but there is truth.If it is very strong, it may not be our turn to contact it.Those who are really tall will only serve the rich.”As I said for a long time, the topic is a bit biased.
Qin scowled and reminded him for a long time.
For a long time, he looked at Qin Shu.
Qin Shu had to say: "This is the thing we are facing now, and it can also prove some problems."The light, that...”
The phantom light exhaled, “I know.I know there are ghosts.But they...” The phantom voice was agitated, but he was pressed down by himself, “and after they sold the amulet, there was nothing to do.”They said they would find a way to go to the house and see it for two or three days.And then... something happened to my house.”
The phantom light bowed his head and clasped his hands into fists.
With his words, I felt the feline on the balcony.
The ghost moved here!
In my heart, I held the amulet in my pocket in one hand, and the other was trying to open the balcony door.
I am not particularly afraid of ghosts.Ghosts are easier problems for me than people.Especially now the ghost on the balcony, I can feel its gloom is not strong.
Suddenly, I heard a cry.
I suddenly became nervous, looked back, and saw Qin Shuzheng glare at the sofa.
I don’t know when an old man appeared on the couch.Wearing the kind of shirts worn by the old man, sat on the sofa and looked at the newspaper.The tea cup appeared on the coffee table in front of the sofa, which is a black stainless steel cup, which can be seen for many years.
The food on the table appeared again.The electric fan next to it is shaking its head and blowing the wind.The newspaper made a brush sound, and in a moment with the fan turning its head, it became quiet.
Outside the balcony, there seemed to be a noisy cry.
In the bedroom, there was also a sound of movement.
“Grandpa...” the phantom shouted softly.
The old man on the sofa did not respond, helped the old glasses, turned the newspaper on a page, held a stainless steel cup, and took a sip of tea inside.
Calling ...
Oh, hey...
The electric fan turned around again.
Oh, hey!
I heard a loud noise.
The balcony door at hand opened, only to reveal a gap.
The old man did not hear this voice.
I felt the twilight more clearly.
The fading is flowing.It is also flowing in countless mirrors on the balcony.
I wanted to open the balcony door and take a good look at the outside, but then I felt that the pussy had disappeared from the balcony.
When –
The bell came from the bedroom.
The old man looked up at the room.
In the bedroom, the old lady's voice sounded again, "The clock stopped."Where did you put that haircut?”
The old man put down his teacup and newspaper and got up and went to the bedroom.
“Isn’t it in the drawer?”I was still up yesterday.This clock is broken.Decades ago."
“Let the girl buy a new one.”Buy a battery, a little easier, can use for many years."
"Not allowed with batteries."
“What’s not allowed?”
The old man spoke, and the old man had gone through the phantom light standing in the living room and toward the bedroom.
“Wow—” I didn’t hold back for a long time and shouted straight out.
The old man seemed to be an illusion, and as he passed through the phantom light, his figure became transparent, and then returned to normal.
“Are we in a virtual scene?”Like that kind of hologram?Or say...” Qin Yu guessed.
The phantom light had turned around and ran after his grandfather into the bedroom.
We went in too.
The two old men looked in the cupboard and finally found the clock.
The old mechanical clock on the cupboard stopped moving.The old man opened the glass door of the clock, inserted the clock bar on the hole on the surface of the clock, and began to rotate.The sound of the gears came from inside the clock.
The Karakala...
I turned my head and looked at the other bedroom.
The hysteria comes from there.
I walked cautiously to the bedroom.
There were footsteps behind him and a voice.
“All right.You go to cooking.”
“Do it.There's a dish, just fry it when you eat it."
“Oh.”
I went into the bedroom next door.Look at the decor in the bedroom, this is the young woman’s room.There is a make-up table with a half-height makeup mirror.There is also a writing desk with a desktop computer.The other two large pieces in the house are single beds and large wardrobes.
The pussy came from the mirror on the makeup table.
I went to the mirror and saw nothing unusual.
The yin disappeared again.
“Hey, what are you doing?”I stood at the door and asked me.
I shake my head.
There was a noise outside the door and something fell on the ground.
We both ran out to see.
I caught a flash of fading again.
The old man stood on the side of the living room tea table, with tea and tea at his feet, and the stainless steel cup fell on the ground.
The balcony door is slowly opening.The rusty lattice made an unpleasant sound.
The mirror shines in.
At this moment, the silence in the room disappeared.
The old man trembled in fear.The old lady who was walking into the kitchen also cried in horror.
“The door you opened?Why do you open the door!Close the door!”
“I didn’t open the door!It's not me!"The old man shouted.
“That talisman, that talisman!”The old lady pulled a red rope from her neck, and the amulet of green leaves was tied under the red rope, "Old man, do you wear it?"
“Wear, wear...” The old man touched his chest.
The door opened to the maximum and slowly closed.
“The wind blows.”The old man said dryly.
The old lady did not answer.
After a long time, the illusion light was a little intolerable, and he wanted to close the door before he stepped forward.
His hand did not touch the door.It becomes transparent and becomes a phantom light.
The light is deficient.
The old man finally stepped forward, closed the balcony door, and locked the plug.
Shouting . . . . . . . . . .
Ticking up...
There was only this ordinary sound left in the room, and the sound outside the window was no different.
It all seemed to be calm again.
Even the noodles are gone.
I looked at the balcony.
The squirreath returned to the room.
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