Chapter 82 82: The Disappearing Mirror
“I didn’t expect this matter to be resolved so quickly.”
Looking at the empty room, Yang Anuan couldn't help but sigh.
This is totally different from the plot she had imagined, isn't it? She was ordered here in times of crisis, shouldn't she kill everyone? And then use her superb skills and personal charm to make all the demons and monsters tremble in submission?
"Why, you still plan to fight the female ghost for three hundred rounds?"
Ning Huanxin couldn't help but shake her head: "With your memory, you can't even find the ghost-exorcising talisman."
Yang Annuan: ...
Without love, the boat of friendship can capsize at any time.
"I'm tired, I need to rest." Yang Anuan said seriously, "Do you live next door? Give me the key, I'm going to sleep for a while."
Seeing that the little girl looked really sleepy, Ning Huanxin took out her key. After Yang Annuan left, Ning Huanxin remembered that her room was a single room without windows booked by the crew, which could not accommodate two people at all.
This is such a sad story.
Ning Huanxin put the bookmark away and subconsciously looked around room 204. There was a big bed in the room, which used to be Zhang Yan's.
Sister, why don't you live here? Ning Huanxin is bold and courageous. Besides, although Zhang Yan is a ghost, she is a good ghost and a beautiful ghost.
"Yanzi, I'll stay at your place for one night. It's much more comfortable here than where I am."
Ning Huanxin said this and sat down beside the bed. At this time, Zhang Yan's soul should have already fallen asleep in the bookmark, and she did not answer Ning Huanxin's question.
I don’t know if it’s because too many things happened tonight, but Ning Huanxin lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The moonlight shines through the curtains, shining brightly on the floor of the room. Looking at the shadows of the trees outside the window reflected on the floor, Ning Huanxin suddenly frowned.
Is there something missing from this room? A mirror.
Ning Huanxin's eyes lit up.
Where is the priceless antique mirror? There are many of Zhang Yan's old things in this room, including the things in the small study, but the only thing missing is the floor-length mirror.
Could it be that the boss lady put it away? After all, it is an antique.
Ning Huanxin was lost in thought and finally fell asleep...
The next day, Ning Huanxin was awakened by Yang Annuan's hair. When Ning Huanxin opened her eyes, she saw Yang Annuan holding the ends of her hair and rubbing her cheeks with a wicked smile.
"Well, what?"
It was still dark outside and Ning Huanxin was very sleepy and didn't want to go to her at all.
"It's almost dawn. We have to lock this room. If Zhang Yunshu finds out, there will be no way to explain it."
Yang Annuan's voice sounded a little urgent.
Hearing her words, Ning Huanxin suddenly sat up from the bed.
"Okay, you lock it, I'll go back to sleep."
She left 204 in a daze, returned to 205 and fell asleep.
Yang Annuan: ...
** When Ning Huanxin took a nap and woke up again, she saw that the crew was already packing up.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The girl Yang Annuan has disappeared long ago.
"Eh?" Ning Huanxin asked someone, "Is our crew going back to the city?"
"No, the director invited a master to perform a ritual, and the factory will continue to operate at night."
master?
Could it be Yang An Nuan? When Ning Huanxin hurriedly ate a mouthful of food and followed everyone to the cemetery, she saw Yang An Nuan's petite figure at a glance.
At this time, the incense table had been set up in front of the cemetery. She was wearing a Taoist robe, looking quite decent.
(End of this chapter)