Chapter 93 My Eyes Are Pretty

There was nothing behind him.

But this could not ease the fear in the fat man's heart, because he looked along Jiang Cheng's line of sight and saw a shadow on the wall.

He didn't know how to describe the shadow.

In short, it was very high.

It was like being pulled up by some force and hanging in the air.

The shadow shook slightly.

"Crack--"

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the fat man suddenly realized what the shadow was. It was a person who hanged himself!

But there was nothing around the shadow.

It was Chen Yao

Chen Yao left the dance studio 10 years ago and came to this room now.

Through a mirror.

What's more terrifying is that he couldn't see her with his naked eyes.

"Crack--"

The shadow shook again, and strangely, the distance between them seemed closer.

Under such extreme conditions, the fat man was not sure whether it was his illusion or it was true.

In short, the appearance of Chen Yao directly brought the already confusing plot to a climax.

"Crack--"

"Crack--"

The shadow shook faster and faster, and the fat man was sweating profusely, and he didn't even dare to blink.

He was sure that the shadow was indeed approaching them in an incredible way, and the final result was undoubtedly to kill them.

Just like the person in the mirror.

Thinking of this, the fat man subconsciously glanced at the mirror behind him with his peripheral vision, and a terrifying scene appeared.

The person who had long been dead in the mirror turned around without his awareness, and came to the mirror, staring at him with a pair of lifeless eyes.

Resentful, twisted, crazy

It seemed that he could grab him in with just one hand.

The fat man was so scared that his eyeballs bulged out of his eye sockets and were about to fall out, but his mouth was covered by Jiang Cheng, and he could only make a helpless whimper.

Jiang Cheng obviously also noticed the abnormality behind him, and his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

According to the introduction of other players and his own understanding of nightmares, there will never be a situation of death in nightmares, and there will definitely be a way out.

But as time went by, the hope of survival became increasingly slim.

Where is the way out?

The shadow was less than 3 meters away from them, and the speed was still accelerating. The "creaking" sound rang alternately, like a spell to urge death.

Half a minute at most

No! At most 20 seconds, the shadow can touch their bodies.

The fat man couldn't help it, and the instinct to survive overwhelmed everything.

He used his eyes to frantically signal Jiang Cheng.

The direction of the shadow was opposite to the direction of the door. As long as they were fast enough, they would definitely be able to rush out.

But Jiang Cheng was unmoved. He seemed to not care about other people's opinions at all. He was an extremely self-centered person, and this would kill him, at least that's what the fat man thought.

Jiang Cheng's sight suddenly stopped when he swept in one direction.

There was a large wooden box there.

But at this moment, the cover that should have been closed was turned outward, and Zhen Jianren inside was gone.

A thick bloodstain was left on the ground, starting from the box and finally extending to the mirror.

It was as if Zhen Jianren was dragged into the mirror by something.

A light flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes.

"Crack--"

The friction sound like a substance sounded again, very close, the fat man broke free from Jiang Cheng's hand, grabbed the latter's wrist with his backhand, and was about to use his brute force to take Jiang Cheng away.

But what he didn't expect was that he didn't pull Jiang Cheng at all, and Jiang Cheng's body seemed to be rooted in the ground.

On the contrary.

He was pulled back by the huge force involved in his hand, and he fell backwards and directly on the mirror.

There was no sound of the mirror breaking, and there was no ghost thing to break his chin. He opened his eyes in a trance and found that he was back outside the room.

There was a piece of sand under his feet.

He supported the ground with his hands and climbed up with a grunt.

"Huh?"

After climbing up, the fat man was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and looked at his palm, which was covered with sand and sticky blood.

He looked at the sand blankly, and was horrified to find that a bloody corpse was lying beside him.

His first reaction was that the doctor was plotted by a ghost in order to save himself.

Just as he was about to squat down and try to rescue him, Jiang Cheng's voice came from behind him, "It's Zhen Jianren"

"Doctor!" The fat man was very surprised.

At this time, no matter how stupid he was, he understood that the doctor's choice was right. The mirror looked scary, but it was actually the only way to survive.

If they chose to break out in the direction of the door, they would probably have sacrificed their chins at this moment.

After thinking this through, the fat man stared at Zhen Jianren lying on the ground, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and asked: "Doctor, how did he die here?"

Jiang Cheng was silent for a long time, "He crawled out by himself."

The fat man widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "This guy can crawl out by himself even if he is like this?"

"It's because he is like this," Jiang Cheng said calmly, "that he can escape."

Slowly, the fat man seemed to have figured something out, "Doctor," he said with a strange expression, "You mean it's because he has no eyes and can't see those scenes, so he can choose the right way and finally escape."

"Well," Jiang Cheng turned around and looked at the room he had just escaped from.

The fat man followed his gaze and was surprised to find that the door was wide open and had not been closed at all, and there was no sign that the dark red curtains in the room had been opened.

The huge body began to tremble, and the fat man's throat rolled for a long time before he made a sound, "So what we saw before was an illusion?"

A clear bloodstain spread out in front of the door, which was left by Zhen Jianren crawling, and it looked hideous.

The fat man realized later that Luo Yi was a ghost, and Zhen Jianren actually followed Luo Yiyi to the crisis-ridden equipment center and was not dead. The reason for this had to be investigated.

Now it seems that ghosts often use mirrors to make people have illusions and eventually kill people who are trapped in illusions.

He thought carefully, there was a dusty mirror in the dormitory where the cheongsam girl died, Long Tao died in front of the mirror in the men's bathroom, and there was also a square mirror hanging on the wall in the archives room where Luo Yi died.

So that's it

The mirror is the biggest taboo in this mission.

"Doctor," the fat man said with a painful tone: "Then in order to survive, do we also have to" He looked at Zhen Jianren who was dead on the ground with a very scared expression.

"You can dig my eyes out if you want," Jiang Cheng replied, "I won't dig them out anyway."

A few seconds later, he added, "My eyes are beautiful. Many customers come here for my eyes. They praise me for the light in my eyes, saying that I look like their dream man and they want to give birth to me."

"Doctor," the fat man who had escaped death had a buzzing in his head when he heard this, and he wanted to sew his mouth shut, "Brother Zhen Jianren is still here, can you please respect him a little!"