I am your natural enemy

At the entrance of the old office building, a middle-aged and elderly man in his sixties appeared in the mirror, his eyes looking deep into the corridor.

In the extremely quiet environment, you can clearly hear the rhythmic sounds coming from inside.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

Lao Wang stood in the mirror, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with uncontrollable shock.

The noise came from the old icehouse. How could this be possible?

Not to mention living people, there can't be any ghosts in the old icehouse.

Lao Wang turned around and walked in the mirror world. He followed the mirror to the depths of the corridor. There was darkness behind the line, and the mirror could not reflect what was inside.

Lao Wang's face was as dark as water, and he began to feel anxious.

Something happened, something big happened.

The old office building of the funeral home is in the innermost part of the funeral home, and the outside is bright and dark. In fact, there are various protections and warnings.

As the only entrance to the old office building that can be entered and exited normally without triggering an early warning, he also has him guarding it 24 hours a day.

The most important thing is that Lao Bingku is born with the strongest defense. Now, except for people with extraordinary talents like Wen Yan, anyone who crosses the line will rush to the street, and any weird moment that crosses the line will be completely gone. .

Over the decades, without exception.

First of all, all kinds of incorporeal weirdness can be eliminated.

The only kind of people who might be able to get in would never be able to silently pass through all the warnings and obstacles and enter the old icehouse.

These days, the only one who is sent in according to the normal process is the ordinary customer who came out for a walk last night.

But Lao Wang could see clearly at that time that the moment the ordinary customer crossed the line, the remnant soul remaining in the body had completely dissipated, leaving only a pure corpse.

Lao Wang was very anxious. This situation had never happened before.

He gritted his teeth, left the old office building in the mirror world, and walked into the backyard of the funeral home.

The world in the mirror, around the funeral parlor, is covered with huge shadows. The shadows rise and fall, and an indescribable sense of oppression envelopes the place.

Everything in the courtyard seemed to have gone through a long period of time and was all decayed. The big trees had also lost all their leaves, leaving only branches, teeth and claws showing, as if they were twisting and wailing silently.

There was not even moonlight in the sky, and everything in sight seemed to be covered with several layers of black veil. Ten meters away, it would turn into complete darkness.

In the darkness, only the cremation department lit up with light, quietly illuminating a distance of ten meters around it.

Lao Wang lowered his head, held his breath, felt the light of the cremation department, and moved forward lightly. In the darkness, something seemed to feel the presence of Lao Wang. In the dead darkness, rustling sounds appeared. , the sound of howling wind appeared in the distance.

Lao Wang resisted the instinct to run. He stood still, holding his breath, and waited for a long time before the rustling sound gradually disappeared.

Then he dared to move forward quietly. There was a little noise, and the sound in the darkness started again. Just like that, he came to the cremation department.

The moment he entered the bright area of ​​the cremation department, those rustling sounds gradually receded.

Lao Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the cremation department was very close to the old office building. Otherwise, it would have been too late.

He entered the small office where Lao Zhang rested, and came to a small round mirror hanging in the corner. In the mirror was the normal world, where Lao Zhang was drinking wine and watching short videos.

Lao Wang let out a long sigh and gently tapped the mirror.

When Lao Zhang, who was drinking to refresh himself, heard the sound, he immediately picked up the crowbar next to him and looked around, his eyes sharpening.

"Lao Zhang, it's me, look in the mirror."

Lao Zhang was holding a crowbar and stood more than one meter away from the mirror, frowning and looking at Lao Wang inside.

"Stop looking, it's really me. Tell the curator quickly. Something happened. There is something moving in the old icehouse."

Lao Zhang frowned, and his hand holding the crowbar began to tighten.

"It's really me! Lao Wang! I took you to see the first picture you kid saw. There is also a picture from the same series stuck on the back of the bottom drawer!" When Lao Wang saw this posture, he immediately paid attention. Not so much anymore.

Hearing this, Lao Zhang looked stern, and immediately opened the drawer as instructed, touched underneath, and actually pulled out a disc. He immediately picked up his mobile phone, called the curator, and turned on the speakerphone. .

After two more rings, the curator picked up the phone.

"What's up?"

"Lao Wang sent a message that something is moving in the old icehouse."

"Huh?!" The curator was a little stunned after hearing this, but then, it was impossible for him not to think about it: "When? How long?"

Lao Wang in the mirror immediately replied.

"It was at least an hour ago. I can't tell the time here."

"knew."

He Jian hung up the phone and immediately started to get dressed and make a call. The call was answered the moment it was dialed.

"Hey, Lao Cai, something is moving in the old ice warehouse... What? Something happened to you over there too?... Well, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, He Jian had a stern look on his face. No wonder the call was connected instantly. Something happened over there in Duanzhou. A large team of people had been mobilized to go there. And currently, it looked like it was a more troublesome matter.

At the same time, something happened to the old ice warehouse. This is definitely not a coincidence.

After he informed them, the relevant personnel began to receive phone calls, and everyone was shaken awake.

Wen Yan also received the call, immediately put on his work clothes, rushed downstairs, and called a car.

Before he even reached the gate of the community, he received a call.

"Hi, hello, I'm sorry, sir, I've collected the car. It's too far and I can't go."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan saw that his order was canceled and the other party would rather deduct the money than accept it...

Wen Yan sighed and asked for a ride to the funeral parlor in the middle of the night. The funeral parlor was still in the suburbs and most people really didn't want to go.

It's better to save some money and buy a second-hand car later, otherwise it will be too inconvenient.

He called for another car, and after looking at the location, he saw that the other car was at the intersection. He quickly ran towards the intersection, and then he saw a car waiting at the red light at a glance, and the license plate number also matched.

He didn't care so much anymore and rushed directly to the car, holding his phone and showing it to the other party.

"Master, this is the car I called. I have something urgent."

The driver looked at him blankly, then glanced at the destination. He was silent for a moment and unlocked the door. Wen Yan immediately opened the door and got in the car.

Seeing the car start moving, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, master."

"You're welcome, everyone has something urgent. Hey..." The driver sighed: "My dad also left yesterday, and the funeral will be held there tomorrow."

"Sorry, it's so late. Are you still out driving a car?"

"I can't sleep. It's too noisy at home. I don't want to see other people. Come out and get some fresh air."

In silence, the vehicle moved forward rapidly.

…

At the same time, Feng Yao, who received the news, was sitting in the car and rushing to Decheng Funeral Home. He was holding his thick laptop, and the logistics people were also talking to him in real time.

"Head, a car entered the three-kilometer radius around the funeral home. We found it and it was the car called by Wen Yan."

"Don't worry about him, continue to see if there is anything else nearby."

"There is also a black MPV that is wandering around a residential area three kilometers away and has not left. The owner is registered in the name of an 80-year-old man and has also entered the three-kilometer radius."

"Let the people nearby find a reason to stop and check, and be careful. If there are any abnormal situations, you are allowed to open fire directly."

…

Wen Yan looked out the window. There was a car with red and blue flashing lights parked on the side of the road, and a row of large trucks pulling goods parked behind it. His first reaction was that it was checked for overloading at night.

But after looking at the environment here, which was only a few miles away from the funeral home, he guessed that this was arranged by the Lieyang Department and found a reason to stop these large vehicles.

When he arrived at the door of the funeral home, Wen Yan paid the bill and thanked him.

The driver, who was wearing rimless glasses, pushed them up slightly and smiled.

"You're welcome, do you need me to wait for you?"