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    After hearing what I said, Wu Dan pointed the flashlight at the direction of the mirror to take a picture, but nothing was seen.  I frowned and said, "Master, I really saw it just now, do you think that ghost is in the mirror?"

    Wu Dan said in a low voice: "Don't make a fuss, listen to the song carefully. Where have you heard it? It's familiar to you."

    I listened carefully to the sound of music, it seemed to be coming from the long platform.  It seemed that the table was a piano, and someone played music on it.  It¡¯s just that in this dark, empty room, the deep piano music also seems to have a hint of ghosts, and the notes open and close like ghost eyes, looking at us with a sly smile in the dark.

    I suppressed the fear in my heart and focused on listening to the rhythm of the music.  This music is really familiar to my ears. After listening to it for a long time, I finally remembered: "Ci'ao, Master, isn't this the ringtone of a villain? I remember that she liked an online game a while ago, "Nine Yin Manual".  This episode. The name of this song is "Love Flower", and I have heard her mention it more than once."

    "A love flower again?" Zhao Yu said, "Could it be a coincidence?"

    Wu Dan said: "No, Xiao Zhao, go and see what's behind the curtain, pay attention."

    So Zhao Yu and I walked to the curtain as thick as a stage curtain.  I nervously held God of War and nodded to Zhao Yu.  Zhao Yu understood and tore open the heavy curtains.

    I just felt a very subtle aroma hit my nostrils, and then it became more and more intense.  The fragrance is very wonderful, light and elegant, but after smelling it too much, there is a slight dizziness.  But looking at the scene on the balcony again, I was even more surprised.

    There is also a huge balcony behind the curtains, but this balcony is not blocked by curtains or any black cloth and black paper.  The whole side is full of floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and a round of cold moon shines pale light from the window, just shining on the potted plants on the balcony.

    There are a total of six pots of flowers on the balcony. The flowers are black and look like lilies, but they are much more seductive than lilies.

    "Black mandala, love flower??" I was surprised.

    Unexpectedly, Shen Can also planted this kind of weird flower.  Since I saw this pattern in Bengbu last time, I searched for information about love flowers.  The flower language of the black mandala is the flower language of the black mandala: endless love and revenge! It is said that the black mandala always blooms near the execution ground, like a calm bystander, recording every moment when life disappears.  This was originally a cursed flower.

    "Master, here is a black mandala. Is it related to the pattern I saw in Bengbu? What is the relationship between Lu Yiming and Shen Can?" I turned around and asked.

    But the moment I looked back, I was shocked to find that everything around me became bizarre and strange.  Behind me is a large sea of ??black mandala flowers. The black flowers are undulating, dangling in front of my eyes like waves.  I can no longer see the shadows of Zhao Yu and Wu Dan.  Only then did I suddenly understand: I was too close to this love flower, and I had hallucinations after smelling too many flowers.

    The easiest way to hallucinate is to have it for yourself, and you will wake up when you feel pain.  But at this time, I found that I couldn't move my arm.  I tried my best, but felt that these two arms were as heavy as a thousand catties, and I couldn't lift them up.  Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on my forehead.  I thought to myself, wouldn't Wu Dan and Zhao Yu also be recruited?  ?

    I saw that the black mandala grew more and more, and even grew taller. In an instant, it had grown to my waist.  After that, I actually saw long tongues with venomous thorns growing out of the stamens, rolling towards me.  I dodged left and right, for fear that this weird tongue would wrap around me.  However, there was something sticky like "saliva" ticking around on the tongue, and a few drops flew to my face, and suddenly my face felt like it had been scalded by a soldering iron, and there was a piercing pain  .

    Seeing that the situation was not good, I quickly became cruel and bit my tongue hard.  A fishy sweet taste came from the tip of the tongue.  Nima, I bit my tongue in a hurry.  I spit out the blood immediately, but it happened to spit on the petals in front of me.  But miraculously, the sea of ??flowers around finally disappeared, and what remained were the six potted flowers on the balcony, which bloomed in the moonlight, and were extraordinarily enchanting.

    I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking I was saved.  He went back to look for Wu Dan and Zhao Yu, but they were still not in the living room.  I was taken aback, wondering if I was still hallucinating?  ?

    Just at this time, I suddenly discovered that the six flowers had turned into six human faces. These six human faces were extremely ugly and distorted, and the facial features seemed to have been bumped. They were completely misplaced.  What's more terrible is that every face is smiling at me strangely, laughing so hard that I feel hairy in my heart.

    At this time, I couldn't bear it any longer. I moved my legs and found that I had regained consciousness, so I pointed my gun at the mandala's face and wanted to shoot.  Just at this moment, the six faces suddenly came together.?The ground said with a strange smile: "What wish do you have? Let us help you realize it."

    Wish?  ?  I paused, recalling the introduction in the information in my mind.  It was a seemingly nonsensical introduction, saying that the black mandala is a kind of poignant and strange flower, and the black mandala cultivated with care can be psychic.  There is a legend in the black mandala, there is an elf living in each black mandala flower, and they can help you realize your wishes.  However, they also have an exchange condition, that is, human blood donation.

    As long as you water the black and enchanting mandala flower with your own blood, the spirit in the flower will appear.  human blood.  Uh-huh?  !  I suddenly remembered the mouthful of blood I spit just now, which seemed to hit the petals of one of the potted flowers!  !

    Could it be that this human face is the soul of a flower?  Ciao, it's too damn ugly, love flower!  !  This soul has to look like a girl!  !  With a face that is not as good as Rongmao's, how dare you call yourself a love flower? Oh shit!  !

    This stuff is not real, this stuff is not real I hurriedly brainwashed myself.  I speculated that the scene in front of me was also an illusion, so I bit my arm, wondering if the numbness from the mandala hadn't subsided yet?

    However, this bite made me almost cry out in pain.  I'm second, I'm not anesthetized at all, Nima, is this flower really refined?  ?  ?  How can it be!  !  !

    I saw those six faces still smiling at me, and a nonsensical idea of ??giving it a try suddenly rose in my heart.  So, I said to those six faces: "Tell me why Shen Can died!"

    The six faces suddenly let out a strange manic laughter.  This laugh makes me feel weak.  Just when I was about to pull the trigger, the human face said, "You dig in the soil of the potting plant, and you will know the answer." Then, the six human faces disappeared at the same time.

    The mandala flower returned to its original shape and turned into a flower again.  I stepped forward hesitantly, opened one of the pots with my hands and looked, but there was nothing.  I opened the second pot and found an oiled paper bag inside, so I took it out.  When I unfolded it, I was so scared that I dropped the thing on the ground.

    That's a pair of fucking human eyes that have been gouged out. Damn, what the hell is Shen Can doing at home?  ?

    Thinking of this, I simply smashed all the flowerpots of the black mandala, only to find that there were oiled paper packages in the six flowerpots, and each paper package contained a pair of human organs.  One pair of ears, one pair of eyes, two fingers, one nose, two lips.  There is only a piece of paper in the oiled paper bag in a flower pot without any organs.

    I saw that the paper was folded, but it looked like a paper sign from a temple.  I unfolded the paper and saw that there were eight neat brush characters on it: "Mother Yi Tianxia, ??Destiny Brings Peach Blossoms."

    The mother of the world?  This vocabulary surprised me, and I immediately thought of Empress Xiao, a romantic woman in history who was fascinated by the emperor.  This product has changed several dynasties, and always accompanied by the king is a stunner in the world. When she was born, Yuan Tiangang, a famous fortune-teller at that time, was amazed by her appearance. After carefully calculating her birth date, she finally came up with eight characters.  The conclusion-"Mother's appearance in the world, life brings peach blossoms." Empress Xiao's later life experience seems to just confirm these eight words.  Since she became the concubine of Jin at the age of thirteen, she has been constantly forced to change her identity. She has experienced Sui Changdi's empress, Yu Wenhuaji's concubine Shu, Dou Jiande's concubine, two generations of Turkic king's concubine, and finally  He became the Zhaorong in the harem of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of Tang Dynasty.  All kinds of vicissitudes, all kinds of romance, all melted into her life course of dozens of years old, making her a woman with a strange destiny.  The reason why I have a deep memory of Empress Xiao is because a few days ago I saw the villain watching a harem fighting scene, which was about Empress Xiao's counterattack.

    Didn't expect this anecdote in history to appear again in this world?  But who is this referring to?  Shen Can?  Ci'ao, she is dead, it is impossible to verify these eight words.

    However, the fairy in the flower is still a ghost, which seems to imply that Shen Can died on these eight characters.  But this era is no longer the era of feudal emperors, and there is no such thing as empress and emperor.  Well, these eight characters obviously refer to something else!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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