Chapter 29

The corpse on the ground got up again. The debt chaser fled frantically and ran into a room. He slammed the door shut, breathed a sigh of relief, and slid down slowly along the door panel. Before he could catch his breath, he looked up and found a huge mirror opposite him. He was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Any normal person knows that a mirror cannot be facing the door, right?"

He frowned, stood up curiously, and walked over, trying to move the mirror to another position.

The person in the mirror suddenly smiled. The debt collector was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes, and thought, maybe I saw it wrong. Although he thought so, he couldn't help but look, and found that there was no mistake. The person in the mirror reached out, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him in in an instant.

The debt collector found himself locked in a huge square black box. He felt that the box was made of iron and thought he could open it. After trying for a long time, he had no strength left and the box still wouldn't open. He was a little frustrated and sat on the ground, lowering his head and sighing. Suddenly, the opposite side became brighter, as if a crack in the door of a small dark room was opened.

He crawled over happily, leaned to the edge of the door and looked out. He saw a pitch-black eyeball at first glance. He was startled and stepped back quickly. He fell flat on his face and was about to roll twice on the ground before running away. However, when he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He leaned over to look again, and found that the eye was gone. He breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

However, at this moment, there was a creaking sound suddenly coming from outside. He couldn't help but be extremely curious, so he went to look and found that there was indeed a room outside, which was the same room he had just entered and decorated. He felt sour in his heart, frowned, and thought a little aggrievedly, damn, I didn't stay in there for a long time, who is it this time?

He looked outside and saw a man open the door and walk in. He noticed that the person who came in had his head down and his face could not be seen. He became more and more curious, but suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart. But then he thought, he was locked up in such a small dark room, so how bad could it be?

He comforted himself, blinked his eyes contentedly, and looked out again. This time he found that the man raised his head. He looked closely and was shocked to find that the man's face looked exactly like his own. He was stunned. He didn't want to accept the reality, but he didn't want to continue looking, so he quickly withdrew his gaze, but when he turned his head away, he felt very dangerous.

A hand reached in from outside and grabbed him. He struggled quickly, but couldn't get any better. He began to cry and plead painfully: "Don't kill me, don't drag me out, I just want to live, is this difficult? Isn't this as it should be? Please, wuwuwu——"

The person on the opposite side seemed to be startled by him and was stuck. He took the opportunity to turn over, grabbed the hand of the person outside and pulled it into the mirror. He heard a loud bang and felt that he was going to be deaf. His eyes suddenly turned black and white. He fell to the ground, holding his head and wanted to speak, but he was stunned for a moment and felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes, looked outside, and found that it was dawn.

He is not inside the mirror; he is outside the mirror.

He jumped up with great joy, and was about to go to the window to check what was happening outside. He saw himself inside the window, smiling gloomily, and reaching out his hand to him. He shuddered all over and stepped back hastily. He accidentally kicked a bright red little train toy and fell to the ground. He turned around quickly and was about to open the door, but suddenly he heard footsteps outside.

He thought there was someone outside and wanted to open the door, but he hesitated with his hand on the door. What if it was the police? What if it was someone with bad intentions who came to cause trouble?

He didn't open the door, and the people outside started kicking it: "Open the door now, if you know your place, we won't be polite to you!"

"Who are you?"

The debt collector asked in a whisper.

He thought that people outside might not be able to hear it.

But they heard it and sneered, "We are the ones who want your money! You must remember that you killed someone a while ago and asked us to cover it up for you. You said you would pay us."

"How much do you want to give?"

"If all your belongings are not enough, we will use your organs."

"No, that's too expensive. How about you take me to the police station?"

"You're dreaming, you owe money and you want to go to the police station?"

The door flew open.

The debt collector was dragged away wailing, sobbing and shouting: "I didn't mean it, I will definitely pay you back, please don't do this!"

But no one listened to him.

He saw a mirror on the road and dove into it, muttering, "Great, I'm safe."

Suddenly, the light around him brightened up, and he saw a new mirror appear not far away. He rushed over, muttering, "There must be a safe place. It must be safe inside. No one can catch me. No one can catch me."

He rushed into the mirror, but before long, daybreak came again and he found himself outside the mirror, while the original mirror appeared on the other side again.

He just kept rushing forward, losing count of how many mirrors he passed by.

He was so tired that he lay on the ground, gasping for breath. The mirror suddenly shattered and the fog around him dissipated. He squinted his eyes and found himself in the police station, but he no longer wanted to see the police. He found a huge mirror and rushed over. However, the mirror here was not one that could hold him in. He bumped into the mirror headfirst and broke it, and also hit the wall behind the mirror.

The wall was very hard and he was caught off guard and knocked himself unconscious.

The policeman lifted him up from the ground with confusion, took a look at him, and found him familiar. He checked his identity based on his attire, and put him and the other debt collectors in the same room. They planned to inquire about the details after they got up. The debt collector was still in a coma.

There were only two people left there, wandering around in a panic. They were both sent by the Xuan Ye Immortal Family.

The thug looked around and wanted to walk out. He turned around many times and felt overwhelmed. He sat on the ground to rest. Suddenly, he saw a dying white-haired old lady crawling towards him not far away. He was startled and stood up and wanted to run. However, after running a circle, he turned around and found the old lady in front of him. He was startled again.

"What's going on? Who are you? No! Who are you? I'm not afraid of you!"

The thug rushed over and kicked the old lady. The old lady shouted, "It hurts! I am not a thing, I am a human being, you beast."

The thug angrily kicked the old lady several times and cursed: "I won't believe your lies! Do you think I don't know? Fairies and goblins are the best at pretending."

The old lady died.

The body lay motionless on the ground. The thug was a little scared, so he turned the person over and wanted to take a closer look at the face. He found that it was the wrinkled face of an old cat. He was shocked again, and suddenly let go of his hand and kicked the face. The old lady was awakened by the kick, and smiled at him and said, "Don't be like this, young man, you are too strong, and the old bones are scattered."

The thugs turned and ran.

He ran for a long time and found that the old lady appeared in front of him again. He broke down and cried: "What did I do wrong? Why do you treat me like this? Wuwuwu——"

The old lady hugged him and said, "Good boy, die with me and I will let you go."

The thug pushed the old lady away and shouted, "I won't agree to that!"

He rolled and crawled to run away.

The old lady grabbed him and said with a smile, "It's not up to you."

The thug screamed in fear and woke up from his dream.

He looked around and decided to go to the toilet to wash his face. He lowered his head and heard the sound of water. He felt a little scared and murmured, "If only the sound wasn't so loud."

A hand emerged from the mirror and turned off the switch for him.

The water no longer flows down.

The thug breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed color. He raised his head and looked around. Not finding anyone, his hands and feet began to tremble. He looked at the mirror opposite him. The self in the mirror was smiling at him, but his current expression was obviously not within the scope of smiling.

The thug screamed in fear, his eyes rolled back, and he lay straight on the ground, unconscious.

The thug in the mirror walked out and patted the face of the thug on the ground. Seeing that the thug couldn't wake up, he raised his hand. The thug opened his eyes, stood up, looked at him, and smiled like him.

They walked out of the restroom and shouted into the thick fog on the street outside: "Friend! Where are you? I found the way back."

The second thug was very scared, and the first thing he wanted to do when he heard the shouting was to go out and meet his friend. But when he was about to go out, he paused, and suddenly realized that his relationship with the other party was not as good as friends, and the other party would not call him like that. His face turned pale all of a sudden, and he hid back tremblingly.

He closed his eyes, sat on the ground, leaned against the wall, put his hands together, and prayed desperately: "Don't look for me, don't look for me, you can't find me, you can't find me..."

Suddenly, footsteps were heard from a store opposite. The thug opened his eyes suddenly and looked over.

The first thug walked out of the store, and seemed to have noticed the gazes here. He turned around and looked at the hiding place of the second thug. The two looked at each other, and the first thug smiled and strode towards the second thug, waving his arms and shouting: "Great! Finally found you! I thought you left us and walked out alone! How scary."

The second thug nodded, taking it very seriously, and muttered, "Terrible."