The woman had a pretty face and looked like a college student, but the dark circles under her eyes made her look a little creepy.
Yan Huaize moved closer to the mirror.
Although it's only a subtle difference.
He still felt that his soul had become slightly solidified.
It's just a drop in the bucket.
So does this mean that I have to stay next to this mirror to have a chance to return to my body?
His intuition told him that this guess should be correct.
"Ha, there are actually people who want to buy you, that's crazy..."
Yan Huaize saw the woman in front of him holding her phone with an expression of disbelief on her face.
Then she continued to talk to herself, "This ghost in the mirror must have bewitched someone else again! No, no, I can't let this thing stay on my body and harm others."
Yan Huaize looked at her coldly as she struggled like she was doing sit-ups beside him.
Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind. She rushed out of the room with the mirror and buried it deep in the soil.
Then I took a photo and sent it to the other person.
Shi Meng didn't know who was on the other end of the phone, and didn't even know where she got her contact information.
The number she dialed was an empty number, obviously it was dialed by special means.
Although the tone of the person on the other side was gentle, it revealed something unusual, which made her subconsciously think that the person on the other side was a member of the Xuanmen.
Last time, she was able to get rid of the evil spirit thanks to them, and she also knew that being mysterious was their style.
Shi Meng tried a few more times, and felt relieved when he saw the picture sent by the other party:
"I don't want this money, and I'm not short of money."
"This mirror is indeed haunted. I've told you all this. If you really still want it, come here and get it."
"【picture】"
Jiang Jiang took a look at the photos and location sent by the other party.
Resignedly put on the coat.
By the way, I asked my roommate if he had a shovel at home.
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"You're robbing a grave with a shovel in the middle of the night? Where did you get a shovel at home? If you don't mind, there's a spatula in the kitchen."
Jiang Jiang: “…”
Forget it, she doesn’t want her food to smell like dirt tomorrow.
Yan Huaize hesitated for a moment.
The woman just buried the mirror and disappeared.
Now this mirror may be his only way back.
But it was raining heavily outside, and the road was muddy, which made him feel like he was a wandering ghost.
Although it may not be an illusion.
People always feel particularly bad when they are in such a situation, as if they have been abandoned by the whole world.
Yan Huaize is no exception.
He suddenly remembered Jiang Jiang's warm-colored bedroom. The wallpaper was beige, the sheets were warm yellow, and even her hair under the light was warm-toned.
It makes people feel warm in their hearts just thinking about it.
...He seemed to be missing her bedroom a little.
........Or he said he missed her a little.
Only such a dynamic existence could dispel the loneliness in his heart.
But there is no way she would be here.
Yan Huaize suddenly looked into the distance with some confusion.
She shouldn't be here.
Normal people would not go out in the rain late at night.
Oh, isn't the familiar figure running towards him now Jiang Jiang?
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