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In order to better cooperate with Su Sen, we all turned off our flashlights.

The room suddenly became dark, leaving only the dim candlelight in front of the mirror.

Su Sen's face became blurry in the mirror.

The dim candlelight made him look bloodless, like a dead man.

He sat upright on the chair, facing the mirror, holding a blood-red wooden comb in his hand, and combed his short hair.

The air freezes.

Everyone stared at him intently, not even daring to breathe hard.

But three minutes passed.

There was still no change in the mirror.

Su Sen stopped, stared at the mirror for a few seconds, put down the comb with some disappointment, turned around, and said sorry to Fat Xiaoyu.

It seems that it is really a gender issue.

The flashlight light came on again, and everyone's mood was a bit complicated.

Fat Xiaoyu pursed her lips tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Maybe this method won't work. There must be other clues hidden in places we didn't expect. Let's look for them again!"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's look for it first. If there is really no other way, let's break the door open together. Can a living person die from urination?"

Everyone was talking nonsense and couldn't bear to let the fat little fish take risks.

They are all a group of strangers who don't know each other. They met because of a game, but they didn't force others to take risks for their own lives.

This is really heartwarming.

Especially for me, who is used to intrigues and intrigues, I find it even more valuable.

Maybe, in their hearts, this is still a game.

Although horrific supernatural events have occurred, in the final analysis, except for the unknown life and death of the hedgehog head, everything is fine so far.

Everyone started looking for clues again, except Fat Xiaoyu.

Fat Xiaoyu lowered his head and clutched the bag of his satchel tightly with his fingers.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

After a while, she whispered.

"What?"

Everyone was stunned and stopped what they were doing.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Fat Xiaoyu raised his head, "I said, I'd better try combing my hair in front of the mirror."

Li Ritian said in surprise: "Have you thought clearly?"

"I have thought about it carefully. If this is just a game, then I have nothing to be afraid of." Fat Xiaoyu looked serious and his eyes were slightly bright.

"If it were true, I shouldn't have backed down. I don't want to miss the clue and leave everyone trapped here just because of my cowardice."

A girl with a weak appearance actually had the courage to step forward even though she knew she might be in danger.

Everyone looked at each other, and some lowered their heads, as if they were ashamed of their timidity.

"Okay, now that you've decided, let's not waste time. If we miss this time in the early morning, maybe the clues will be lost."

I didn't talk nonsense and took Fat Xiaoyu to sit on the dressing table.

Fat Xiaoyu took off the rubber band, spread out his ponytail, looked at the pale face in the mirror, his chest was rising and falling, but he was still very nervous.

"Don't worry, I'll be watching over you. No matter what happens, I will protect you as soon as possible." I reached out and patted her shoulder gently.

"Um."

Fat Xiaoyu nodded heavily, took a deep breath, and picked up the red wooden comb with slightly trembling hands.

The room fell silent again.

I noticed that Su Sen actually held up his camera and pointed it at Fat Xiaoyu, as if he was recording.

What exactly does he want to prove?

Are there ghosts in this world? But even if he is certified, what does it mean to him?

I didn't have time to think too much, Fat Xiaoyu started combing his hair.

The movement is slow.

The red comb teeth slowly combed through the black hair.

At this time, the candlelight seemed to flicker, and Fat Xiaoyu's face in the mirror became even darker.

In a closed room, where does the wind come from?

It seemed that there was an invisible coldness spreading out from the mirror.

I looked at the fat little fish without blinking, my hand on the scabbard, always ready.

The face in the mirror became expressionless.

Fat Xiaoyu's hands no longer trembled.

The wooden comb passed through the hair.

Everyone's hearts seemed to follow the hand holding the comb, rising and falling.

Fat Xiaoyu’s hair is of good quality.

Smooth and shiny, pouring down from the top of the head to the back like a black waterfall.

The black hair is scattered from between the red comb teeth, giving it a strange beauty.

Everyone seemed to be attracted by this strange beauty and stared blankly.

wrong!

I shuddered suddenly.

It turns out that Fat Xiaoyu's hair only reaches her shoulders, so why does it suddenly grow to waist length?

I opened my eyes wide and looked at the fat little fish again.

His facial features were still the same, but he seemed to be a different person.

A face was pale and bloodless, and the eyes turned into a deep black, like two black holes, without any brilliance.

And the dim candlelight turned green at some point.

The pale face looked indescribably weird and terrifying under the green light.

The others were completely unaware of this horrifying scene and still stood there blankly, eyes open in a daze.

But their eyes became dull.

They've all been tricked!

I frowned but didn't make a move.

It's easy to wake other people up from their sluggish state.

But Fat Xiaoyu was different, she was obviously possessed.

While dealing with the ghost, there is a high chance of hurting her.

So, I have to wait and look for a good time.

Fat Xiaoyu looked at his long hair in the mirror and seemed very satisfied. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a strange smile.

Then, he put down the comb, opened the cabinets on both sides of the mirror, took out the powder box from inside, and started dressing up carefully.

Curved and slender eyebrows and bright red lips are typical Republican makeup.

After putting on makeup, Fat Xiaoyu stood up stiffly and walked to the closet.

I picked out a bright red dress from the closet, compared it with myself in the mirror, and smiled with satisfaction.

Immediately, she carefully placed the skirt on the bed, and actually reached out to take off her clothes.

I glanced at the room full of men and hurriedly ran to Fat Xiaoyu.

Fat Xiaoyu had already unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, and a little of his fair skin was exposed.

When I ran to her, her hand was already on the second button.

But what stopped her from continuing was not me, but the voice outside the door.

"Don't die a good death!"

"If you can't get out, you'll have to die."

"Hahaha"

It's the maid who has been lingering outside the door.

Fat Xiaoyu's hand paused, and after two seconds, his face suddenly turned frightened.

Two bloody tears flowed from his eyes, leaving two clear lines of blood marks on his face covered with white makeup.

"ah--"

She suddenly let out a shrill scream.

The screams were sharp and harsh, causing others to wake up from their state of dementia.

"What happened?"

They didn't know what was happening and turned their heads left and right in confusion.

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

The fat little fish rushed towards the door like crazy, banging against the door panel with his body, crying desperately.

"Don't lock me up!"

"I want to go out! Open the door, open the door!"

This was not the voice of Fat Xiaoyu, but that of another woman.

"Is anyone here to save me?"

"Help!"

"Help."

The voice was full of despair and struggle, so desolate.

Is this the pain that the original owner of the room experienced?