He Came From The Mirror

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–In the northeast of downtown Yangping, a white pillar of light rose to the sky, tens of thousands of shadow ghosts were pulled off the ground by some invisible force, they swung their long and slender limbs in the air, wailing, being pulled and dragged towards the pillar of light that connected heaven and earth to gather quickly.

  

  

The shadows hiding in the shadows had nowhere to hide, even if there were occasionally a few in the sewers or basement, the power pinched them out and they were carried out.
Fang Ziming didn’t feel the mysterious suction force, it was probably only for the shadow ghosts, but even so, seeing the dense “monstrous figures” in the sky gathered more and more, like black clouds pressing the city, Fang Ziming was still horrified and got goose bumps.

  

  

“Crap …… crap ……” he almost subconsciously raised his phone, and adjusted the camera to video recording mode, while looking out the window in a daze, he muttered to himself: “This is too scary.
This kind of image, I have only seen it in the cinema.”

  

  

  

The pillar of light must be the wormhole opened by this “tidal wave”, Fang Ziming guessed that the point of the pillar of light should be a mirror in the city, he looked at the magnificent scene in front of him, his chest suddenly surged with an inexplicable impulse.
He suddenly wanted to go to the place where the pillar of light was, to take a closer look and see what the legendary wormhole actually looked like.

  

  

  

Of course, the next second he stopped this impractical and daring idea.

  

  

At 0:30 a.m., the last wave of shadow ghosts were swept into the white light, and the extremely eye-catching pillar of light in the night stayed in Yangping City for nearly ten more seconds, then slowly disappeared.

  

  

At this point, the “tidal wave” phenomenon, which lasted for three whole days, finally came to an end.

  

  

  

Fang Ziming stood by the window for a while, in awe of the power of nature, he couldn’t return to his senses, the young man was self-conscious for half a day, and then simply sat cross-legged on the floor, holding his cell phone to watch the video just shot repeatedly.

  

  

  

To be honest, the shot wasn’t very clear, and there was no sense of shock after his personal experience, but the good thing was that the camera captured it.
Fang Ziming intended to find the opportunity to send this video to Fang Cheng to see, to prove that he didn’t have any strange delusions of grandeur.

  

  

“This is really ……, this is too crazy.” He whispered, “In a world without people, watched a special ‘giant screen movie’, this feeling is really wonderful.”

  

  

“But, I really want to show Fang Cheng this too.”

  

  

It was still too lonely after all to enjoy the scenery alone.

  

  

Fang Ziming silently thought in his heart: wait for the dawn and then go to the bathroom to do the experiment, by the way, send the video to the old brother, see if he still says that his brother was a psycho.

  

  

He just hoped that this time he wouldn’t be caught by the owner of the house, or really be killed by him.

  

  

Of course, this operation needed to be carried out secretly when the owner of 102 wasn’t at home, the best time was after nine o’clock, unless the guy was jobless, the general workforce had all basically gone out at this hour.

  

  

At this moment, it was still late at night and he couldn’t sleep.
Fang Ziming simply returned to 101, pondering to find the legendary double-sided mirror that could be used as a weapon.

  

  

The tide had receded, and Fang Ziming could finally turn on all the headlights in Room 102 openly, without worrying about a bunch of ghosts lying outside the window trying to tear him apart.

  

  

  

Walking out of 102, the shadow ghosts in the corridor really all disappeared.
Fang Ziming didn’t stop, he opened the door of 101 opposite, but he still retained a few points of caution, he carefully and slowly walked in.

  

  

This rental house underwent some changes due to the end of the “tide”.
The glass window shattered by the shadow ghost had been restored to its original state, and all the cracked lines on the entrance wall disappeared.
All traces of damage in the room disappeared, and it seemed that everything returned to the state they were three days ago.

  

  

Putting these small details aside for the time being, Fang Ziming inspected the room and discovered a new problem – the floor mirror, which had been lying in the corner of his living room and had been covered in dust for more than ten days, disappeared at some point.

  

  

Instead, a small silver mirror the size of a palm was placed on the floor where the floor mirror was originally placed, quietly and arrogantly revealing its presence as the only guest in the room.

  

  

Fang Ziming: “……”

  

  

  

“Wait, that’s a little scary.” He swallowed: “Didn’t they say 101 is absolutely safe? I’m now …… about to question the veracity of that statement immediately.”

  

  

  

The small makeup mirror in the light refracted a silver-white metallic luster that couldn’t be ignored, Fang Ziming hesitated, weighing a few seconds, he turned around to pick up the clothesline rod previously thrown in the doorway again, and then returned the same way, standing a meter away from the mirror, he held up the long rod and poked its metal shell.

  

  

After poking it he felt a bit embarrassed again: “…… what the hell am I doing.”

  

“Very well.” He said to himself, “I now think I really might be a psychopath.”