According to the logic of the rules of ghost stories, these houses are equivalent to safe houses. As long as you don't run out in the middle of the night, the ghosts outside can't get in. But now this guy not only came in, but also talked and laughed with Grandma Aisha.

Is it because he is wearing a human shell that he can fool the safe house?

Jiang Ji hadn't figured out the answer yet, so she decided to wait and see.

The tall, blond, blue-eyed man in front of him, who looked very noble, claimed to be Prince George from the neighboring country. When Jiang Ji heard the name, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times. There was an indescribable hesitation in his eyes, which made George sneer in his heart.

Is it easy to grasp it just by giving your name?

It was worth it that he disguised himself as a prince who fell into the water to get close to Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Grandma Agatha, who was wearing a black shroud, looked at Jiang Ji tremblingly, and said in a hoarse and slow voice: "In that case, little Karen... give up your room... to His Royal Highness the Prince to stay tonight."

Jiang Ji refused outright: “No.” Don’t even think about it.

As if it was a set program, Grandma Aisha continued in a dead voice: "Little Karen... give up your room tonight and let His Royal Highness stay in it... Just squeeze in with me... hiss~ hiss~"

Jiang Ji: “…”

Jiang Ji: "No, I'll choose the bed."

After being rejected repeatedly, Aisha's tone changed. The deep wrinkles on her forehead were filled with dead white maggots. Her eyes, half hidden in the darkness, began to bleed: "Little Karen, you can't be so rude in front of distinguished guests. I just want to stay for one night."

"It's just one night, Grandma Aisha." Jiang Ji refused to listen and said, "Why don't you give your bedroom to His Royal Highness? The bedroom is quiet and you are not in good health. There is a fireplace in the living room so you won't catch a cold easily."

[Grandma Aisha loves you very much, please don't reject her kindness. ]

Jiang Ji madly rejected Grandma Aisha.

Including what happened just now, she has already violated two rules.

But it doesn’t matter. Too many lice won’t itch, and too many debts won’t worry you.

Although she didn't know why Prince George came to her, since his target was her, he would not let her die now.

Well, the advantage is hers.

Jiang Ji turned around and discussed with George: "Your Highness, you are a guest, why don't you sleep in the living room?"

George's handsome face sank slightly.

At the same time, various furnishings in the living room vibrated abnormally, and darkness quickly invaded like a tide.

The vibration became more and more intense, and the wall clock that had been broken for a long time loosened and fell down, breaking into pieces on the ground.

Jiang Ji was unwilling to give up her bedroom. The blond and blue-eyed George opposite her was looking at her with a smile. The strange darkness swallowed up half of her palm like a cancer. Grandma Aisha gritted her teeth and gave up her bedroom despite the pain.

"Your Highness...please follow me."

"I praise your character." George nodded.

Grandma Agatha turned stiffly and walked slowly with George to the bedroom on the left side of the corridor.

Before leaving, George turned back and winked at Jiang Ji affectionately, "See you tonight, lovely little Karen."

Jiang Ji responded with a fake smile.

George had just taken two steps when he heard the girl behind him sighing with contempt: "What kind of prince is this? He has to run into a house full of women in the middle of the night to ask for the night, and rob an 80-year-old woman's bedroom. It's terrible!"

“…”

Not far away, Grandma Aisha was leading the way.

George lowered his head and said something, his hunched figure trembling, the scene was very warm.

Jiang Ji sighed: "Look at those two fakes, they are laughing so happily."

The system was puzzled: [Host, what position do you stand on to laugh at others? Aren't you also a fake? ]

Jiang Ji: “…Yes.”

Nothing in this room is real, it's scary.

The light from the living room could not reach the corridor, and the worm-like black substance had infected the surroundings with a thick and sticky substance.

She had searched the palace and the castle before, but this was her first time at Grandma Aisha's house. Jiang Ji took advantage of the fact that no one was around and quickly rummaged through the drawers to see if there were any more clues. The pair of dirty old dancing shoes were neatly placed in a corner of the living room, and she trotted over to pick them up.

The one on the left is Grandma Aisha's bedroom, and the one on the left is hers.

Returning to the bedroom and locking the door, Jiang Ji took out the magic mirror he carried with him.

Since he followed her, he has changed his previous style of instigating trouble. Just now, after George said "see you in the evening", he began to have a continuous fever. This situation has never happened before. Jiang Ji sat on the edge of the bed and looked clearly in the mirror in the intermittent light of lightning.

The gray mirror trembled, and ripples spread out from the center, revealing lines of twisted and wriggling bloody words:

[In the middle of the night, a married woman secretly met with a young man, deviated from the Way, and indulged in lust. She will eventually be judged.]

[In the name of God, I sentence you to death for disloyalty.]

[…Hanging, hanging, hanging, hanging, hanging, hanging, hehehehehe! ! ! ! ]

Those twisting words were like maggots, bringing the most vicious curse, which frightened her mind for a moment. Jiang Ji's pupils dilated, and she didn't notice that a knotted rope was quietly hanging down from the ceiling behind her and was quickly put around her neck!

But the next second she suddenly woke up: "!"

Jiang Ji fell to the ground to avoid it, and with his other hand he grabbed the rope to gain leverage. He quickly attached the miniature lightning rod he had exchanged in the system mall to the back of the magic mirror, and took advantage of the strong wind to create a gap in the window and threw it directly out of the window.

Boom boom

Boom!!!

The thunder outside the house began to gather towards one place, crackling and crashing, with white light flashing frequently.

Along with the sound of thunder, a shrill wail was heard outside: "Ahhh! I was wrong! Ah! Wrong, wrong!"

Each cry became louder and louder, and finally it even sounded like crying.

Apart from anything else, the mirror slides down really fast.

But sliding on his knees was useless, and Jiang Ji didn't dare to pick up the mirror now.

Most cursed objects are important artifacts in ghost stories and demons, containing extremely strong curses and resentments. Carrying them close to the body for a long time will cause great harm to the user, but because of their strange and unpredictable power, many people still flock to them.

Those rare high-level cursed objects also have taboos and taboos like the rules of ghost stories.

The mirror was given a symbol of the chastity of the Virgin Mary during this era, and young women and