Ordinary people always feel that they dare not look in the mirror when they go to the toilet at night.

There is an ancient legend that explains this phenomenon.

Mirrors have been instruments that can accommodate souls since ancient times.

On the other end of the mirror, there are countless ghosts who have died unjustly, who want to pull people from outside the mirror into the mirror and suffer here on their behalf.

Therefore, when people look in the mirror, especially at night, the more they look in the mirror, the more they feel that the people in the mirror are unfamiliar.

That's because the other end of the mirror is not you at all, but another unknown creature.

Qian Lele, who has always been bold, has looked at this mirror for a long time and felt strange.

So she turned her back to the mirror and wanted to hug her little bear puppet.

He could turn around, but Qian Lele didn't touch any bear puppet, but he touched one...

hand!

"Well……"

My eyes were wide open, as if I smelled a heavy breathing sound next to my pillow.

Qian Lele was so scared that he quickly turned on the light, looked carefully, and found that no one was there.

Qian Lele, who was in a false alarm, breathed a sigh of relief, turned over, but was scared into a cold sweat again.

I saw that I was in the mirror, clearly smiling at me!

After rubbing my eyes, I finally returned to normal in the mirror.

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...

Shen Mengjie and Meng Chaoyue are classmates of Nangong Wu. They are both from the Art Academy and live very close to each other.

The two of them habitually chatted before going to bed.

However, Shen Mengjie was very tired of dancing today. While sitting in front of the computer and chatting, Shen Mengjie accidentally fell asleep.

When she woke up, she found that the computer had been turned off.

He was already sleepy, and Shen Mengjie planned to go to bed.

However, I didn't say anything to Meng Chaoyue and fell asleep by myself, and it seemed that it was not good.

So Shen Mengjie called Meng Chaoyue and said, "Sorry, Chaoyue, I'm too sleepy, I have to go to bed first."

Meng Chaoyue said: "Well, you go to bed. Oh, by the way, was your father who just turned off the computer? Why did he feel strange when he walked, as if his body was floating."

Shen Mengjie was stunned when she heard this: "What's my dad? My parents went out today, and I've been alone at home."

At that moment, the two little beauties felt that the spine behind them was chilling.

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...

Everything around Nangong Wu’s residence seemed very strange, with ghosts everywhere and ghosts everywhere.

Only her apartment seemed as if nothing had happened.

The quiet environment makes Nangong Wu sleep very sweetly.

In a dream.

Nangong Wu dreamed that she returned to the hot spring that day.

Damn, Mr. Ma was hugging her behind him, as if he had some intentions.

Sudden……

"Xiao Wu...Xiao Wu..."

A miserable scream came from far to near.

The old man Nima in front of him also began to become transparent.

The surrounding environment has become pitch black.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Nangong Wu looked up tremblingly.

In the distance, his friend An Zixuan was actually being dragged into hell by an evil ghost!

"Save me! Xiao Wu save me!!!"

An Zixuan struggled in pain and waved to Nangong Wu.

Seeing that his best friend was in trouble, Nangong Wu didn't care about any fear or ghosts.

She rushed up desperately, grabbed An Zixuan's hand, and brought her back from the evil ghost.

An Zixuan was crying and laying in Nangong Wu's arms.

"Xiao Wu...I...I'm sorry for you...

Before, I had plastic surgery and made it like you, and I even robbed your show.

I'm snatching you a man...

I'm sorry for you..."

An Zixuan seemed to regret it very much.

Nangong Wu patted An Zixuan's back and said gently:

“No one is sorry to anyone.

We are good friends, aren’t we?”

An Zixuan cried and nodded fiercely.

"Xiao Wu...I want to ask you something, okay?" An Zixuan said.

"What's up?"

"I was trapped in a nightmare by the evil man.

You need soul guidance to get out.”

“Then…what should I do?

Zixuan, tell me, I will help you to the end!"

Upon hearing this, An Zixuan showed a very gratified smile.

In the smile, there was a hint of pride and viciousness that was not easily noticed.

"Xiao Wu, you just need to let go of all your warnings.

Open your soul, accept me, and let me get in.

In this way, your soul can guide me out of trouble." An Zixuan said.

"Okay! I'll help you!" Nangong Wu said firmly.

An Zixuan couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

Nangong Wu, Nangong Wu, you are just pretending to be simple and kind.

I've just deceived so many people's love, right?

What a pity, it is also because of this that you fell for me!

Nangong Wu closed her eyes, relaxed her mind, and took off all her defenses.

In the dream, a ball of black fog slowly appeared.

Then, Nangong Wu's soul and the black fog all dissipated into millions of silk threads.

Intertwined together.

You have me and I have you, and it is difficult to separate.

“Hahahahaha…”

The moment when An Zixuan succeeded.

She finally stopped hiding and burst into laughter.

"Zi...Zixuan...What are you doing?

Why can't I feel my body anymore?

Why can't I move anymore?"

Nangong Wu asked in fear.

"That's because your soul has merged into me.

From then on, Nangong Wu was me, An Zixuan, and An Zixuan was Nangong Wu.
To be continued...