Chapter 159: The fourteenth game (5)
Mu Anqi really thought so when she said this. After all, she was still thinking about traveling with Ji Huaichu after the end of the Black Mirror Vortex. It would be better if this Black Mirror Vortex could be ended soon.
This is an old-fashioned residential building, and there are no lights in the stairs. Mu Anqi opened her luminous brooch and walked upstairs with Ji Huaichu. The blue arrows on the stairs glowed faintly, leading them to the door on the fourth floor.
When he got to the door, Mu Anqi suddenly remembered that he didn't have a key. However, she thought of the background setting of the Black Mirror vortex, and immediately fumbled in her clothes pocket, and finally found the key in her trouser pocket.
"Maybe there will be a fight when we enter the door, maybe that guy will hide and hide with us." Mu Anqi said, ready to say the words of blessing, Ji Huaichu also cooperated with the long knife behind his back.
Insert the key into the lock cylinder and twist it slightly.
It's an unfamiliar room. Because of the luminous brooch, Mu Anqi quickly found the lights in the living room. After turning on all the lights, the room lit up. She went to the living room window, from which the "person" looked down when she was just downstairs. But there is no light switch near here either...
It's all ghosts, and it doesn't seem to be difficult to control the switch a little bit.
"Now, how do I find it?" Mu Anqi turned around in the house. This is a two-bedroom, one-living, kitchen and one-bathroom layout. One of the guest bedrooms has been converted into a study, and there are bookshelves in it. . But the books here are all "wordless books", they just have a beautiful cover.
I rummaged through the cabinets in the study, but couldn't find the ghost. Mu Anqi changed his hand to hold the demon saber somewhat disappointedly. Ji Huaichu also looked through all the cabinets in the kitchen, and also observed the pressure cooker and other places, but found no clues. So...that's the master bedroom?
The demon knife slashed to the bottom of the bed, and Ji Huaichu used a long knife to cut open the wardrobe directly. They searched every corner of the master bedroom, but did not find the weird shadow just now.
How strange.
Mu Anqi thought, she even cut open the mattress to look at it, but still found nothing. As for the ceiling? That was also found. Ji Huaichu directly used his abilities to make those shadows continue to search for them, while Mu Anqi carried them to the bathroom and searched the bathroom and the cabinet under the sink. Finally, when she reluctantly put the demon knife into the storage ring and turned on the faucet to wash her hands, she saw in the mirror that she did not look down, but stared straight at her with a perfect smile.
"Finally found you." Mu Anqi rubbed the bubbles on her hands and smiled very relaxedly, she washed her hands with cold water unhurriedly, and said to herself in the mirror like a chat, "I wish you riches, Wealth is rolling, and good luck is always there.”
The red umbrella in the storage ring silently let out a sigh from someone who came over, and huddled in the ring - not daring to move.
On the other hand, Mu Anqi simply wiped his hands, took out the rifle and shot the special ghost bullets, which directly smashed the mirror into pieces. Ji Huaichu's ghosts also got into the bathroom at this time, and rushed directly into the mirror. The kid who was hiding was dragged out and pulled into the black mist.
There were three weird stories in the customs clearance, and Mu Anqi walked out of the bathroom, "All three weird stories have been killed." Doesn't it feel like the geeks are disappearing, whether it's the boss of geeks or the creators of geeks? ——I haven't found them yet.
"Devouring weird stories, my power is growing." Ji Huaichu sensed himself and whispered, "These weird stories have a kind of energy in them that seems to assimilate me and turn me into weird stories... Of course, I didn't. Absorb that part."
Ji Huaichu opened her palm, and a distorted, purple-black thing that resembled mist and liquid appeared in her palm. And when she forced this substance out and gathered it together, she could feel a faint pull.
That is, the main body of the black mirror vortex is located.
"Red Umbrella, have you seen the 'person' who created you?" Mu Anqi suddenly asked.
The red umbrella of the storage ring felt that this question was a bit bizarre: "What do you mean? I was not created by others. Maybe my life was a tragedy, and then I was trapped in the umbrella, but I am an independent individual!"
Mu Anqi didn't answer. She looked at the ball of energy in Ji Huaichu's hand and asked, "Will this affect you?"
"Not in a short time." Ji Huaichu said lightly, "Before it affects me, we will complete the clearing of this black mirror vortex."
"Can you locate it by this?"
"Very vague." Ji Huaichu said, "but it seems to be very close to us."
Mu Anqi pondered for a moment, and then said, "If you give all the energy to the red umbrella, the red umbrella itself is a strange story, and there should be a certain connection with the person who created it. After it becomes stronger... Can it be more accurate? position?"
Ji Huaichu thought for a while and said, "You can try." If she fails, she swallows the umbrella, and the energy can be returned to her again.
Obviously heard the news that it will become stronger, but the red umbrella shivered for some reason. It was taken out by Mu Anqi again.
"Be honest, after absorbing the energy, take a good look at the guy's specific location, if you don't have any effect - you know your end." After Mu Anqi said this, she handed the red umbrella to Ji Huaichu, and she realized it later. Scratched his head, inexplicably felt that his remarks were a bit like a "villain". Ah, this must be an illusion, she is just an ordinary player in the Nirvana space.
The red umbrella should be a relatively weak existence in the strange talk. Of course, maybe it's too much for it to add up to the energy of the three gossips. When Ji Huaichu threw the energy to the red umbrella, they found that the consciousness inside the red umbrella only made a short sound, like a scream and a too comfortable sound, and then there was no sound.
If I had to describe it, I would probably be "stunned by the milk".
Mu Anqi and Ji Huaichu sat and rested on the sofa in the living room—after a while, Ji Huaichu held the red umbrella. If the Red Umbrella wakes up and there is any change - whether it is attacking or escaping, Ji Huaichu can respond immediately.
About half an hour later, Ji Huaichu felt a slight tremor in the red umbrella in his hand. "Show your worth when you wake up."
The red umbrella, whose consciousness had just recovered, was agitated. He couldn't take care of sensing his own changes. He hurriedly said, "Now! When I get used to it, I'm not pretending to be asleep!" Mu Anqi held three times as much in her hand, and the red umbrella didn't dare to lie at all. It mobilizes its energy to try to trace its source. Although it does not feel that it is just a random creation of others, when this energy really resonates with a certain place, the red umbrella has to admit this fact. This fact made it extremely angry: its miserable life, after it became a strange talk, was actually controlled by someone else!
It has no gratitude to the "Creator". When it really confirms that there is such a person, its desire to destroy that high-ranking guy is stronger than Mu Anqi and the others. The red umbrella showed unprecedented cooperation, it said loudly: "I found it! I found it, it is in this building!"
"Very good, take us there." Ji Huaichu said lightly, she stood up holding the umbrella handle, and Mu Anqi was also excited, ready to clear customs.
What is the ghost who created this-Black Mirror vortex and created so many weird stories? Curious.
With this in mind, they walked upstairs step by step under the instructions of the red umbrella until they stopped at the door of 701.
"That's it?" Mu Anqi blinked, looking forward to it. After getting a positive answer, she knocked on the door very politely, and prepared the words of blessing to say. As for eliminating the "culprit", it can be left to General Ji.
After knocking on the door, there were light footsteps coming from the door. The sound was too real, making Mu Anqi a little dazed: Why do ghosts still have footsteps? hallucinations?
The next moment, the door was opened, and the lady with a low ponytail and a home uniform opened the door. She was surprised when she saw the two people standing outside, and then she saw the red umbrella in Ji Huaichu's hand, showing a little doubt. Expression: "Is this... the umbrella I dropped?"
"what?"
"Excuse me, do you have anything to do with me?"
Actors of Black Mirror Vortex goblin self-cultivation? Mu Anqi was stunned by the question. This female ghost didn't even show any tendency to attack. This is really - "You, do you know this umbrella? If you do, then you should also know the strange story behind this umbrella. story?"
"Ah, of course I do." The woman laughed, "After all, I'm a writer of weird stories."
"You are already dead." Ji Huaichu looked at the woman and said suddenly.
"Me?" The woman laughed and shook her head, "How could it be? I live well. If you are trying to promote some kind of evil/religion, please forgive me for not being able to host you. I live happily, my dream It is to write all kinds of horror stories, so that everyone has heard and feared my story."
"Even if I die...Isn't it nice to have such a life after death?" The woman smiled gently and harmlessly, and she said this in a tone that should be taken for granted, "If it's all right, I I'll go back first. I'm so inspired recently, I'm writing a story about a ghost general wandering in the city."
Ghost General himself: "..."
"Okay, then we won't bother you anymore. Before leaving, I hope I can give you a few blessings." Mu Anqi said with a smile, "I wish you well-wishful thoughts and beautiful strokes!"
Before the woman could reply thank you, her body was completely out of her control. At the moment of being restrained, Ji Huaichu turned black - his face unceremoniously pulled out his long knife and chopped it down. The suffocating aura that erupted at that moment made the red umbrella, which was only touched by some microwaves, tremble, and no other emotions could be produced.
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