C6 Face in Mirror!

Jia Zheng Jing felt a cold chill on the back of his neck. He trembled and dropped the key to the ground.

"Clank, clank …"

The key hit the floor and made a crisp sound, which was particularly ear-piercing in this terrifyingly quiet corridor.

His legs were weak, his heart was pounding, and he trembled as he glanced behind him. It was so dark that he couldn't tell if there was anyone there or not.

He opened his cell phone and took a bold look behind him, but there was no one there.

"Could it be that there were too many strange things happening tonight that led to this hallucination?"

Jia Zheng smacked his lips and shook his head, but he still felt uneasy. He hurried over and squatted down to pick up the key, borrowing the faint light from his cell phone.

His hand shook as he inserted the key into the lock several times. He opened the door, then quickly entered the room, slamming the door behind him.

"Hu!"

Jia Zheng's back was against the door. Just as he was catching his breath, he quickly turned on the lights in the hallway.

The milky light made him feel better. He took off his clothes and went to the bathroom, ready to take a shower and go to bed.

He closed the door to the bathroom, wrung out the flowers and spilled hot water over his body. It was extremely comfortable, like a lover's hand, feeling every inch of his skin, his fatigue and fear completely washed away.

After showering, he used a towel to wipe off the water droplets on his body. He put on his bathrobe, picked up his toothbrush and toothjar, and began to brush his teeth in the mirror on the wall.

Gradually, he realized that within the mirror, he was smiling sinisterly.

But he clearly didn't laugh?

What was going on?

Gradually, his gaze in the mirror became dark and full of hostility, like the eyes of a wild beast, full of bloodthirsty fierceness.

For some reason, even though the bathroom door was tightly shut, Jia Zheng's back felt cold, as if a cold wind was blowing in nonstop.

A strange sizzling sound came from the overhead light as it flickered on and off, as if it would break at any moment.

The tap that had been turned off began to drip.

"Drip, drip …"

The sound of water dripping on the ground disturbed him.

He felt that the temperature in the room had somehow lowered by a lot, as if there were several large chunks of ice placed all around him. He shuddered and shivered all over, wanting to get out of the room as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Jia Zheng was surprised to find that his smile became even weirder. The person in the mirror was grimacing. With an extremely sinister smile on his face, he slowly turned his head towards him. The distance between the tip of his nose and the surface of the mirror was getting closer and closer!

Jia Zheng was scared stiff by the battle. His whole body was shaking like a sieve. His legs were weak and powerless. It was as if his feet were nailed to the ground. He couldn't move at all.

The face in the mirror gradually distorted, finally changing into the face of the freak who ordered him to throw his head at the cemetery tonight!

"Ah!

Jia Zheng screamed. "Pa!" With a crisp sound, the weirdo's nose fiercely hit the mirror.

Countless cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the mirror!

"Pah!"

Another crisp sound!

The mirror cracked open, and countless glass shards flew out. Some of the sharp glass shards even pierced Jia Zheng's neck, although the wound wasn't deep, it made him grimace in pain, his face twitching as he retreated several steps. He wanted to use his hands to scratch his neck but didn't dare to, afraid that he would push the glass shards deeper.

He felt sticky liquid running down his neck. Through the remaining lenses on the wall, he was horrified to find that there were countless streams of blood seeping out of his neck.

In the next moment, a grey-green hand suddenly emerged from the hole in the mirror. It almost grabbed Jia Zheng Jing's neck!

Jia Zheng quivered in fear and rushed towards the door. He shook the handle of the door, but was shocked to find that it couldn't be turned at all. He used all of his strength, but was still unable to move it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …"

A strange, faint laughter came from behind him.

This laughter was extremely strange, as if it carried an echo. It reverberated in the dark and cramped washroom for a long time, appearing gloomy and resentful, as if it was a ghastly laughter from the depths of hell.

Jia Zheng's back was cold, his scalp was numb, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his facial features were twisted into a blur.

He trembled as he turned his head around, his terrified eyes widened as he saw a grey-green head peek out from the mirror!

Little by little, the head turned its face towards him. Its face was wrinkled and looked like a cat's face without fur. Its skin was a strange greenish gray, and its eyes were shining with a green light.

"Meow!" This evil ghost actually let out a cat cry. This cry was full of hostility and was incomparably mournful, as if it had a soul that was torn apart, destroying the demonic energy within the heart.

Jia Zheng was terrified. He felt like he had fallen into an icehouse, being surrounded by bone-piercing fear.

"How dare you disobey me and bury the heads of those two bastards! Since you disobeyed my orders, then go accompany them!"

The evil spirit crawled slowly out of the mirror, using its limbs in a strange way as if it had crawled out of a hole.

Jia Zheng was so scared that he felt like bursting his guts out. He hastily slammed his shoulder against the door, wanting to break it open.

However, the wooden door seemed to have been welded to death and did not move at all!

He kicked with his foot and punched with his fist, but he was unable to break through the door.

His heart sank into the abyss of fear and despair.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …"

The strange laughter rang out again!

Jia Zheng was terrified as he turned around to find that the evil ghost had completely crawled out of the mirror and was standing up straight, bit by bit.

Only now did he realize that this evil ghost was truly tall. It was at least two meters tall, almost two heads taller than him!

Its skin was bluish gray, like a zombie that had just crawled out of its grave. The blood vessels on its body bulged, and black and red blood could be faintly seen flowing from within, making it look especially ferocious and terrifying.

The evil ghost opened its bloody mouth, revealing two rows of sharp fangs. It bent its body, smiling sinisterly as it approached Jia Zheng Jing step by step.

"Don't worry, I can choke you to death in an instant. You won't feel any pain at all!"

The stench of blood mixed with the stench of blood rushed at Jia Zheng's face, making him feel frightened and nauseous. His hands were cold as he sat down with his back against the door. His arms were wrapped around his shoulders as he shivered. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He no longer had the courage to resist.

"Bam!"

A loud sound echoed out.

Jia Zheng's back suddenly shook.

A large hole had been smashed through the wooden door behind him.

Glancing back in surprise, he saw a fair and delicate hand reaching through the hole, grabbing his hair and dragging him out of the bathroom.

Jia Zheng Jing felt a sharp pain on his head and groaned.

"Hurry up and run!"

Jia Zheng looked up and saw it was Li Mulan!

"Bang!"

A loud sound echoed out!

Jia Zheng's pupils shrank after seeing the wooden door to the washroom fly open. He saw the evil ghost pouncing towards him and Li Mulan with its bloody mouth wide open!