The world of ghost stories: Start by creating a laughing nightmare!

"Ahem... Vomit..."

Ah Feng, who was completely dragged into the Mirror of the Night, coughed and woke up, spitting out a mouthful of fishy blue mucus, and felt extremely weak all over his body.

"Girl, can you still stand up?"

Sheriff Zi'an picked Ah Feng up, helped the weak girl to a wall, and let her rest against the wall.

"Officer... Run, there are monsters here, find the mirror... Find Izumi..."

Ah Feng felt a wave of vertigo in her body, more blue slime seeping out from every corner of her body, and she felt that she might not live long.

"Tsk, the change is a little too fast, this can't work, I still have to keep you for the later publicity..."

In a position where the two of them couldn't see, Chen Yan walked up to them, minimizing the impact of the Night Mirror on them.

But he was still a little uneasy, so he simply communicated with the sheriff as Kalixi.

"Oh, brave sheriff, it seems that you have found my dear companion, I can feel the malice coming from you..."

The glow had a strong smell of tar, but overall it smelled better than the original smell of the Nightgoggles.

"Why are you helping me?"

"It's simple, idiot, if you die here, your soul doesn't belong to me!"

After Chen Yan completed the adjustment, he arranged monsters on their way forward and sealed all the wrong paths, so that the sheriff could continue to act with confidence.

"Take this girl out and she'll be your witness for the media to cover it until it's a place of terror for everyone to know!"

"How do I get out?"

"Find a room full of mirrors with a way to reality."

In such a situation, the sheriff had no choice but to trust the demon, carry the girl who was about to lose consciousness, and grope forward by the dim demon light.

It was only after the lights were turned on that the sheriff saw his surroundings clearly, the shelves and decoration here looked like a supermarket, but there were no goods, only garbage piled up.

The tiled floor was unpatterned, and the floor was covered in filthy blue slime, with the occasional broken bone.

The sheriff navigated the dark supermarket with extreme caution, trying to memorize the characteristics of each intersection as much as possible so as not to get lost.

But he soon discovered that this was impossible, because the supermarket was much larger than he had imagined, and the infinitely repetitive structure of the houses was almost indistinguishable.

Littered with garbage, bags, small animal bones, and rotting blue pus, the sheriff is moving extremely slowly.

Ah Feng on his back woke up again, and vomited on the sheriff's back, squirting out a cloud of mucus larger than his stomach pouch.

"Officer... Put me down......

The sheriff hurriedly put Ah Feng next to the shelf, told her to maintain a hunched posture, and continued to vomit outward.

After three vomiting attempts, Feng's stomach was finally emptied, and what she vomited out was no longer blue pus, but some watery liquid.

"I'm still alive..."

Ah Feng looked at his hands, and the skin that had been blue and melted just now returned to its original state.

"Girl, what the hell is going on at this convenience store?"

"The power outage... All of us were brought here, some monsters wanted us to die, and everyone was separated, but I seemed to be back to reality for a moment..."

After spitting out the blue slime, Ah Feng found that he seemed to be able to walk normally, and the weakness symptoms all over his body also dissipated.

"Those monsters... Doesn't it look like someone who has been dead for a long time

...""Yes, they just see a living person..."

Not

far from the sheriff, a blue night soul slowly crawled up, sick pus dripping from its body.

"An enviable life... I'm jealous of your lives... Gotta be... Kill you! The

Night-Jealous Spirit staggered over, and behind it, more bones were awakened, roaring at the only two living people in the place.

"Sheriff, here's this!"

Feng threw a knife to the sheriff, it was the store manager's belongings, and he stayed with him until Feng was dragged into the night.

The sheriff, blessed with demonic powers, took the knife and pulled out the folding baton from his waist that he hadn't used for a long time, the heavy texture felt a little familiar to him.

"Death Night...""

Bang!"

The sheriff's baton hits the first Taboo in the jaw, and he stabs him three times in the chest at breakneck speed.

The sharp blade easily sank into the rotten flesh of the soul of the night, but it brought with it a burst of pus.

Seeing that the sharps were useless, the sheriff kicked the Night's Soul in the chest, kicking it aside along with the spewing slime.

After falling to the ground, the soul of the night was like a dehydrated fish, twitching wildly, and a large cloud of pus soon soaked the ground.

"Let's go!"

The sheriff took Ah Feng and ran towards a passage without the soul of the night, and he didn't dare to look back, because the whispers that belonged to the soul of the night were surging like a wave, and he didn't know how many pursuers there were behind.

They ran about a dozen different corners before the horrible roar behind them faded away.

At this moment, Ah Feng was almost out of strength, and several successive shocks made her body, which was already on the verge of the boundary, collapse again, and the symptoms of retching reappeared.

"Officer... You go first... I've been... Vomit...... Ahem..."

The sheriff looked back at the girl and saw that her body had begun to turn blue, and her skin was puffy and wrinkled, as if she was assimilating into the world.

"Stand up, quick! I'll help you!

Chen Yan, who had been observing the two of them, was a little speechless, because according to his arrangement, the sheriff should decisively abandon Ah Feng, who was about to mutate, and continue to move forward alone.

Then the "Enya Mother-in-law" he had ambushed would appear and carve the first brand on Ah Feng, so that her body would stop degrading for a short time.

But now, the policeman who advocates justice is not leaving, which makes Chen Yan really distressed.

"I always felt like I was the Joker in Gotham City right now, and that guy was the brainless Batman... Forget it, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor! A

rickety figure lying in ambush on the shelf suddenly burst out, and suddenly a long nail was pierced into Ah Feng's eye, and the hammer in his hand instantly swung down!

"Dang!"