The magic mirror trembled for a moment, and soon an image appeared on the mirror: a gloomy and old hotel.

Fang He was dragging a black suitcase, holding a room card in his hand, and walking into an empty elevator.

As the elevator door slowly closed, she looked up at the surveillance camera.

Ping An Hotel, room number 444.

It looked like it was a last room. After figuring out the location, Jiang Ji put the magic mirror into his messenger bag and said, "Go, Ping An Hotel."

Ah Jin followed her and kept looking at her, not understanding, "Why don't you have to pay a price to use the magic mirror?"

Jiang Ji waved at a taxi parked on the side of the road and said casually, "Who knows? Maybe we just get along well."

The cursed item is the trump card of every psychic, and usually they will not let others know their trump cards. However, as an official psychic, the resources and treatment obtained are all in exchange for losing a certain degree of freedom.

The situation in China is unclear. The consortium and the trade union are exerting joint pressure, and there is also interference from foreign forces behind the scenes. Under the slogan of ensuring whether the cursed objects will cause harm to society, all parties forcibly borrowed the cursed objects of various provincial and municipal branches for data collection and recording. For some cursed objects with higher danger levels, they will try to seal them and return them to ensure that the dangers of these cursed objects are within a controllable range.

Ajin still remembers the evil nature that the magic mirror showed when facing a group of researchers sent from headquarters.

This magical mirror knows everything, and all the supernatural beings who ask it questions must pay a price.

When one of the researchers volunteered to ask a question, the magic mirror said, "I want the fetus in your lover's belly."

This researcher is relatively young and just got married at the beginning of last month. His wife is also a psychic, but she works in a different department.

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at him. The researcher's face turned pale and red, and he kept saying that he didn't know what the magic mirror was talking about. The magic mirror immediately played the scene of him walking into the hotel with his arm around a woman, causing this guy to die on the spot in the workplace.

The researcher was so angry that he wanted to destroy the magic mirror on the spot, but was stopped by others. The preciousness of an A-level cursed object that does not actively attack is self-evident. What's more, he may not be able to destroy the magic mirror. He might even trigger its killing mechanism and bury the people present with it.

This is an A-level cursed object!

But the magic mirror was still there, saying sarcastically: You dirty thing, you don’t have the ethics of a man, why are you still so anxious?

Magic Mirror debates with a group of scholars, with insults rolling out in a PPT-style.

The scene was explosive and chaotic.

Of course, this is what Ajin heard from several researchers in Tonghua City.

This magic mirror has a very strange personality and is especially unfriendly to certain groups of people.

The price that ordinary people have to pay, depending on the severity of the problem, is mostly body parts such as fingers and feet, which are bloody but not fatal. For those groups that hate it deeply, the price is the head or heart, and no one knows what happened before.

The researchers at the headquarters, who had detained a number of cursed objects on the grounds that they were more dangerous, returned the magic mirrors as quickly as possible.

But once it returned to Jiang Ji's hands, it didn't want any price anymore.

He took whatever he wanted, without complaint or regret, and licked it as much as he wanted. Unlike the researchers at headquarters, even if they paid a certain price, they would just look down on him and write a few dry words on the mirror, or spit out a few melons and dates in extreme impatience.

When facing Jiang Ji, it directly showed the complete picture, as if it wanted to transform into a surveillance camera and report in all directions without blind spots.

A Jin secretly guessed that because Jiang Ji was the holder of the cursed object...that was why he was treated differently?

He was tired of saying the word "envy".

Ping An Hotel, the cheapest hotel near Wuchuan Railway Station.

The price is two-thirds cheaper than other hotels, but it seems that there are still few people visiting.

This hotel was built 20 years ago. It opened shortly after the Wuchuan Railway Station was completed and has had three owners so far.

In the seventh year, the first boss was robbed and his entire family was killed.

The second boss was an overseas Chinese. He also had a car accident in the seventh year. The large transport truck overturned on the highway and all the steel bars on it fell down. It is said that the scene was very tragic, with heads, hands and legs broken.

So after the third boss took over, he quickly invited several Feng Shui masters to renovate the Ping An Hotel, but for some reason, no work was started in the end. They just sealed the back door with cement and made a series of adjustments to the placement of objects inside the hotel.

The taxi driver knew the local anecdotes and secrets best, and with Jiang Ji's subtle guidance, he quickly opened up.

"In our local taxi group, there is a brother who is well-informed. He said that the hotel is still closed because a Feng Shui master told the third owner that he has been targeted by evil spirits. Even if he sells it now, he will not be able to escape the seventh year of death. He has to wait for someone to break the trap. He has been losing money all these years and has managed to keep it open, but he is not far from bankruptcy."

"Sister, listen to my advice. This place is very evil. Don't stay here if you can. Even if you go to a guesthouse or stay overnight at an internet cafe, don't stay here. It's not clean. Some of the live streamers went there without listening to my advice and ran out the next day."

"There are so many strange stories all over the country right now, you have to believe them." The driver said, "I will drop you off at the train station in a minute, you can get there after walking a few hundred meters. We dare not go any closer. Please understand that we who drive at night are also afraid of getting into trouble with these things."

"No problem, Master." Jiang Ji was very straightforward.

They returned to Wuchuan Railway Station. As soon as they closed the door, the taxi sped away as if there was a ghost chasing it.

There was only one bar of cell phone signal left, so Ajin turned on the navigation and pointed to the most remote and deserted alley.

The windows of the buildings on both sides were rattling in the wind, and the street lights were sparse and dim.

When there were still 300 meters left to Ping'an Hotel, the street lights on this section of the road went out.

There was no signal on my cell phone at all, the Ping An Hotel icon no longer appeared on the map, and all directions showed a dead end.

Ajin felt terrified by the unknown horror hidden in this dead silence and darkness.

He swallowed quietly, pretended to be calm, and turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone. Just as he was about to illuminate the road under his feet, the flashlight suddenly went out.

Ajin understood that he had encountered a mysterious wall.

"Sister Ji, I'm a little scared."