Chapter 92 The Mirror in the Bedroom

ZHANG Shuwang lives in a ordinary community in Haiming District, Chunshan City, with 13 7B.

No friends, no relatives, freelance.

The neighbors are nodding acquaintances. The last conversation was seven months ago-according to the neighbor, Aunt Qian, they were talking about whether the price of pork in the vegetable market has increased.

On the way, Chen Xiaoling gave them a mobile phone number of ZHANG Shuwang.

Lu Yingjiu called and prompted that the phone was off.

When they arrived at the community, Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian took the elevator to the seventh floor, but the cold anti-theft net at the door of 7B stopped them. Lu Yingjiu pressed the doorbell and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Sure enough, as Chen Xiaoling said, she didn't know where she went.

Just as Lu Yingjiu was about to leave, there was a "squeak" next to him.

The door of the leader's house opened cautiously.

There was an old-fashioned anti-theft chain hanging on the door, which had not been removed. There was only one crack in the door, revealing a few strands of gray hair, shriveled skin and one eye.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

If the lights were a little darker, it would be similar to a horror movie.

A hoarse voice came: "Who are you looking for?"

It sounds like this Aunt Qian, it should be the Aunt Qian from the neighbor.

"We are looking for the head of the household who lives here." Lu Yingjiu said, "Do you know her?"

"Are you looking for Xiao Zhang?" Aunt Qian asked cautiously, "Are you her friends? Relatives?"

Lu Yingjiu made up an excuse: "It's her friend's friend. She hasn't heard from her for too long, and we just came to Chunshan City again, so our friend entrusted us to come and take a look at the situation."

Aunt Qian looked at them again.

She looked at Lu Yingjiu softly, even with a little appreciation—Lu Yingjiu was familiar with this kind of gaze.

Based on past experience, the next second, he is often asked, "Where do you work? How old are you? Do you have a girlfriend, do you want me to introduce you to one?"

However, when Aunt Qian's gentle and gossip eyes shifted to Jing Xian...

She woke up suddenly.

Jingxian looked up and down for a while, his eyes fluctuating back and forth between admiration and doubt.

Lu Yingjiu immediately knew what she was worried about.

He secretly poked Jingxian, and Jingxian showed his business smirk in real time, expressing goodwill.

Then Lu Yingjiu explained, "We are not bad people, we really just want to take a look."

"Oh." Aunt Qian was dubious, "I don't know where she went."

Lu Yingjiu asked, "Do you know what work she usually does?"

"I don't know." Aunt Qian shook her head, with some kind of gossip on her face, "But she's so rich, she drives good cars, it doesn't matter if she works or not. Maybe she still has several apartments, so she's not here. If you live there, maybe she is married."

"The car..." Lu Yingjiu thought for a moment, "Where does she usually park?"

"I don't know, maybe it's downstairs." Aunt Qian replied.

She looked at Lu Yingjiu, her eyes flashing: "lady, where do you work? How old are you? Do you have a girlfriend? Would you like me to introduce one to you?"

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

As expected! ! These questions again!

Before he could answer, Jingxian had already wrapped his arms around his shoulder and said with a smile, "He is already married."

Aunt Qian was very disappointed and sighed with emotion: "It's a pity, otherwise I would have a lot of people to introduce to you."

Lu Yingjiu wanted to forcibly enter the room of Zhang Shuwang.

But Qian Dasheng kept staring at them. If they did not leave, she didn't mean to close the door. Lu Yingjiu helplessly, he could only go downstairs with Jing, thinking about finding a car of ZHANG Shuwang.

Going downstairs and walking down the road of the community, Jingxian has been holding onto his shoulders.

At first glance, vinegar idle is online.

Lu Yingjiu said helplessly: "What are you making a fuss about? The aunt just thought about it and introduced me to someone."

"No." Jing Xian said, "I can't imagine." After speaking, he kissed Lu Yingjiu and took a sip.

Lu Yingjiu finally covered the ghost king's vinegar jar and walked around the 13th building.

There are few cars parked on weekdays, and most of them are ordinary cars, not like the "good cars" in the mouth of the aunt.

Soon, in a corner of the southeast, Lu Yingjiu saw a BMW covered with dust.

The dust is at least three or four centimeters, and the glass is full of bird droppings. When they approached, the two stray cats lying under the car woke up instantly, carefully probed and looked at them.

Through the dirty glass, Lu Yingjiu could barely see the small peace charm hanging from the rearview mirror.

The peace talisman depicts a beast with a tiger's head and canine ears.

Listen carefully.

Only the Zhang family who listened to the deed. Almost sure, this is the zhang shuwang car.

Lu Yingjiu folded two little paper figures.

The paper man squeezed in hard along the crack of the door, and opened the door for Lu Yingjiu—the BMW had been out of power for so long, and the alarm did not sound.

The door opened, and the stale smell wafted in.

Lu Yingjiu waited for a while to ventilate, then sat in the driver's seat, put on gloves and carefully rummaged through the contents of the car.

The two little paper figures also helped, jumping up and down, and opened the co-pilot's storage box. Soon, they came back with an orange cloth bag.

The cloth bag is very small, and there are slight fluctuations in the rune paper.

Lu Yingjiu opened it and took out a...a small round mirror?

It's like a small mirror that some girls will bring when they go out. The mirror surface is clean and reflects his face.

In addition to this mirror, Lu Yingjiu also found an old mobile phone, which can still be used after it is fully charged. It's just that it should be a backup machine, and there is no information in it.

Looking at various papers, there are many small votes charging high -speed roads, and the date is half a year ago. It seems that zhang shuwang often drives to the country.

But she doesn't have a job, so why does she always go out of town?

Lu Yingjiu was a little puzzled.

But other than that, there's nothing special about the car.

He took the mirror, closed the car door, and went upstairs with Jingxian again.

This time Aunt Qian is not here, so it is convenient for them to "commit crimes".

Lu Yingjiu took out the needle needle and pried open the door of Zhang Shuwang.

There is stale air behind the door, facing the living room. There are a lot of shoes scattered on the shoe cabinet next to it. Sneakers, sandals, high-heeled shoes... One is one and the other is one. Their owners should not be good at tidying up.

The flowers in the vase have long since withered, the walls peeled off and smashed to the ground, the small fish corpses in the bathtub are almost rotten, and the water in the jar is too turbid.

She didn't come back for a long time.

The room is a simple two rooms and one living room.

When he pushed open the bedroom door, Lu Yingjiu had actually prepared for the worst.

Like seeing a dead body.

But in fact, the bedroom was clean, not even a bit dusty, and a ray of sunlight came in from the window.

Lu Yingjiu stepped forward...

I saw countless faces of myself.

Dense, large and small mirrors filled every corner of the house.

Full-length fitting mirrors, half-height round mirrors, European-style ornate mirrors, and even fun-loving mirrors in amusement parks... Old-fashioned bronze mirrors and small vanity mirrors are hung in the air by strings, reflecting dazzling light .

All mirrors, mirrors are facing the bed.

It was like a huge net, entwining the place where she slept, making it airtight.

From a feng shui point of view, having a mirror facing the bed directly is not auspicious and may affect your fortune.

Not to mention so many mirrors.

How scary it would be to wake up in a daze in the middle of the night and see countless myself in the mirror.

There was no ash in the house at all, it must have been blocked by something.

Lu Yingjiu looked around the house and took out a lamp from under the bed.

An octagonal palace lantern.

It is framed by black lacquered wood and covered with gauze. The running truths are painted on the eight sides, and the lamp body is hung with dark green tassels.

Generally speaking, the fringes and patterns are mainly red and gold, and it is rare to see palace lanterns with black main body and dark green.

Lu Yingjiu held the upper end and touched the palace lantern with light force.

The lamp face turns smoothly, and each one of them listens to life as if they are about to jump out of joy.

"What kind of lantern is this?" Jingxian asked, "What is the secret of the aristocratic family?"

"It doesn't count." Lu Yingjiu looked at the lantern intently, "But this kind of lamp was indeed invented by the Zhang family, and it's called 'Blue Lantern'."

Jingxian: "...the Green Lantern Festival?"

He remembered clearly where Lu Yingjiu had worked.

"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu nodded, "The predecessor of the Green Lantern Festival was indeed founded by the Zhang family. Of course, it wasn't called the Green Lantern Festival at that time, just a group of young ghost exorcists from the Zhang family gathered together and held blue lanterns with each other. As a code, walking in the dark."

At that time, exorcism was far less developed than it is today.

All kinds of demons and monsters are rampant, and the people are miserable.

Learning to exorcise is expensive.

Whether it is the pen, ink and paper for drawing talismans, various jades and gems for exorcising ghosts, or medicinal materials for healing, it is not something that ordinary people can afford. Therefore, ghost exorcism was monopolized in the hands of several families, and the price was high and huge profits were made.

So, a group of young people came forward.

At that time, the Zhang family believed in the way of heaven, but they were not obsessed with it to the point of madness. The family size was not large, and there were still teenagers with burning hearts.

They just get paid meagerly, or simply do things for free.

They became famous for a while, and countless people came to them for help.

And their behavior obviously undermined the interests of other ghost exorcism families. They began to be maliciously suppressed, targeted, beaten for no reason, and killed directly.

The threat did not shake the hearts of young people.

They turned into secret actions, covering their faces and walking in the long night with blue lanterns. If residents see a dim green light approaching, they can step forward for help and drive away the ghosts.

Over time, they became famous.

As the Zhang family grew stronger, the first ghost exorcism organization in history was born, named Qingdengge.

After that, more and more ghost exorcists joined Qingdeng Pavilion, even those with foreign surnames. The trend of exorcising ghosts with sky-high prices has gradually disappeared, and the Qingdeng Pavilion has grown bigger and bigger, from the Zhang family as the pavilion owner, to the capable people later.

A hundred years ago it was renamed "Blue Lantern Festival".

To this day, it is the largest exorcism organization.

This may be the best thing the Zhang family has ever done, bar none.

Jingxian asked, "Is this the lantern they mentioned?"

"Um." Lu Yingjiu looked at the lantern, "There are palace lanterns, as well as ordinary paper lanterns. Such a fine workmanship, generally only the Zhang family can do it." He narrowed his eyes slightly, "I was thinking, zhang shuwang Why put it under the bed. "

"Let's try it on fire." Jingxian said.

He snapped his fingers, and the fingertips ignited a faint ghost fire.

There was still oil in the palace lantern, which he lit.

A turquoise flame rose up and shone through the room through the gauze cotton. Lu Yingjiu looked up and saw that every mirror was a tiny, jumping spark.

He said, "Jingxian, you go and close the curtains."

Jing Xian did it.

The curtains are very thick, they should be specially made blackout curtains. After they are drawn, it is pitch black, only the dim green fire of the palace lanterns jumps. Lu Yingjiu raised the palace lantern, turned around, and saw countless himself with a faint green fire in his eyes, and his face was half-bright and half-dark.

After turning off the light in this way, found that the mirror is very delicately arranged, and it can reflect light no matter what angle it is...

Except for the corner of the bed.

There is a spot where there is no reflection.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Open the curtains again."

The sun slanted in, brightening the house.

Lu Yingjiu went to the head of the bed, and as expected, there was a vacancy in the layered mirrors. The vacancy was so inconspicuous that if they hadn't lit the lanterns and pulled the curtains, it would have been impossible to find it.

There's like... a little mirror missing.

The size and shape are familiar.

Lu Yingjiu thought for a moment, then took out the mirror he found in the car.

The round mirror is small and fits just right in the notch.

Jingxian took out the glue from the four-dimensional backpack, handed it to Lu Yingjiu, and asked him to re-stick the mirror back to the wall.

In this way, when the curtains are drawn again, the light of the lantern fills every corner.

The green light is faint, and it burns silently.

The two of them stood in the house, holding lanterns, quite gloomy and terrifying, as if they were performing some unknown ceremony.

...Yes, it's a ceremony.

The palace lanterns and the mirrors in the car are no accident. The existence of these mirrors must be for the formation. But how to start it?

For the next ten minutes, Lu Yingjiu kept rummaging in the house, trying to find clues, but found nothing.

When he was resting, he sat on the sofa in the living room and muttered to himself, "Why does the mirror have to face the bed... She couldn't possibly not know that this is not auspicious and will affect the fortune."

He suspected that there was a talisman under the bed, but couldn't find it.

Jingxian said: "Practice the truth, since you don't understand it, it is better to try it directly."

Lu Yingjiu was still thinking, and asked after a few seconds, "...what to try?"

"Go straight up and sleep for the night." Jing Xian said.

Lu Yingjiu: "?"

Jingxian said seriously: "Maybe you will have ideas after you replace her. She likes to light lanterns, and you also light lanterns; she likes the broken bed, and you sleep on the broken bed; she wakes up every day facing a pile of lanterns. Mirror, you also woke up and faced a bunch of mirrors, didn't your brain circuit connect?"

Lu Yingjiu held her forehead: "...Okay, let's try it like this. But it's not for connecting the brain circuit, but for some formations, which may only be effective when the yin qi becomes heavy in the middle of the night."

They searched the house again, then went out for dinner and waited for night to fall.

Next to it is the snack street, Lu Yingjiu ordered crayfish to eat.

The red shrimp tail was splashed with oil, and the aroma was overflowing. The shrimp tails that Jing Xian peeled were all placed in Lu Yingjiu's bowl, until Lu Yingjiu said that he couldn't eat any more.

After the meal, they returned to Zhang Shuwang's house.

Lu Yingjiu didn't want to touch anything on the bed, so she threw out the talisman paper, and a gust of breeze blew the dust off the bed. Jingxian took out a thin towel from the magical little backpack, put it on the pillow and bed, and spent the night temporarily.

Lu Yingjiu didn't really mind sleeping in someone else's bed.

It's just that he never imagined that one day he would sleep in someone else's bed with Jingxian.

The curtains were drawn, the green lights were lit, and the green fire was reflected in every mirror, like thousands of ghost fires surrounding them.

The two were lying on the bed together.

The bed was not small, but it was a little cramped with two men lying side by side. Lu Yingjiu almost slept in Jingxian's arms, thinking that if Zhang Shuwan came back suddenly, he would not be scared crazy——

The two men lay intimately on her bed, hugged each other, and lit her green lantern.

It's like a gay film with a thriller theme, mixed with elements of crime, suspense and supernatural, and it can shock the market when it is released.

He thought so, smelling the familiar cold fragrance, and gradually fell asleep in Jingxian's arms.

...

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

The second hand turns, with the hour hand pointing to two o'clock midnight.

When he woke up again, Lu Yingjiu's head was groggy.

There is no one around.

...where did Jingxian go? he thought.

Soon, years of disciplined vigilance wake him up: something is wrong.

The hanging blue lamp is still burning, full of fire, falling into the mirror. Lu Yingjiu sat up and saw countless numbers of himself.

What is wrong?

His eyes swept across the mirrors, his face, his body, and his back in all directions. When he looked at the mirror, it was like looking at a hundred of himself; when he moved a little, the mirror changed with him, making him dizzy.

To change someone here, I am afraid it will be creepy.

But Lu Yingjiu was Lu Yingjiu, after all, the heartbeat did not speed up, and just wanted to figure out the intention of zhang shuwang.

Finally, he looked at the mirror diagonally opposite.

It was a full-length fitting mirror, the wooden frame was half rotten, and it was only one person wide. At its angle, it just showed his profile and his brown pupils.

However, in other mirrors, there are green fires in his pupils.

Only in this mirror his eyes are clean, their original color.

Lu Yingjiu got up and walked to the mirror, the green light stretched his shadow very long.

The young man in the mirror looked at him, still with delicate facial features, handsome appearance and gentle temperament.

After a few seconds, it smiled.