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Back at the inn, Gu Juan briefly washed up, then took off his coat and went to bed, and began to practice little by little to transform the heat flow of Raging Flame Palm.
Blacksmith need its own hardware.
If you are weak, you deserve to be arranged arbitrarily.
When he becomes strong to a certain level, whether it is the bride in red or anything else, if he dares to make him feel uncomfortable like this, then he must arrange them well and let these guys know why the flowers are so red!
Time passed by little by little, and before you knew it, the night was already very deep.
Gu Juan got off the bed, while moving his somewhat stiff body, he took a few sips of the cold tea on the table.
The tea in the inn tasted very ordinary. He put down the teapot with a frown and was about to continue studying the Flame Palm, but he heard something vaguely.
Gu Pan held his breath, raised his eyes to look around, and finally landed on the big red table in the room, to be precise, it was the bronze mirror fixed on the table.
It wasn't until this moment that he, who never needed to dress up, noticed that it looked like a high-end dressing table, and compared with other furniture in the room, it seemed a bit out of tune.
Basically, it is the furniture that I bought from unknown sources and put into the inn room.
More interestingly, what about others?
What about the rest of the furniture in the inn room?
All of them disappeared in this bronze mirror.
Candlelight was projected from the outside and reflected into the inside of the bronze mirror, and a deep corridor could be faintly seen, leading to an unknown dark place.
Gu Pan quickly walked up to the bronze mirror, stroked the warm handle of the patrol axe, endured it several times, and resisted the urge to smash the mirror into pieces with an axe.
He is not that fledgling junior brother anymore, so he still has to wait and take a look.
At least you have to wait until the real master comes out before swinging an ax over.
The corridor was gloomy and gloomy, so he lit all the candles on the candlesticks, and brought them near the bronze mirror, and thoughtfully helped it illuminate the path inside more brightly.
Suddenly, a small figure appeared in the long corridor, ran over quickly, and came to the front after a while, but Gu Pan could only see a layer of black scalp, jumping and jumping, Trying to grab the lower edge of the bronze mirror and jump up.
Gu Pan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully into the mirror.
Even though he changed the angle, he could still only see the black pot head jumping up and down, as if it was about to jump out of it and jump into the room of the inn.
"It seems that it is out of reach. I have a bench here. Do you need it?"
He retracted his hands into his sleeves and asked a question.
There was no response from the bronze mirror, the little head was still jumping and jumping, but no matter how hard it tried, it could only cover the hair outside.
"Tell uncle, what are you? And your adults, call us out and play together."
As if hearing Gu Juan's voice, his head stopped jumping all of a sudden, and he stood there quietly without moving, and now he couldn't even see the dark pot lid on his head.
"Don't you really want to come out to play? I have candy here, and there are good stories, such as the handsome scholar Gu Sheng, have you heard of it?" Gu Juan grabbed a handful of peanuts from the table next to him. .
The head of the black pot inside the copper mirror remained motionless without making any sound.
He frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched the smooth bronze mirror.
On the flat palm, there are a few fried peanuts.
Swish!
The surface of the bronze mirror fluctuated strangely, like ripples on the surface of a lake blown by a breeze.
In an instant, there was no one in the copper mirror, the black pot lid disappeared, and even the dark corridor leading to nowhere disappeared, and the furnishings in the inn room were re-reflected inside.
And his own face.
Click!
The patrolling ax abruptly stopped at the last moment, the blade of the ax was less than an inch away from the mirror, the sudden strong wind blew the candle to one side, and also reflected Gu Pan's face flickeringly. dark.
"It's almost embarrassing."
He put away the axe, looked expressionlessly at the familiar face in the bronze mirror, and only sighed secretly after a long time.
Just now I was staring at the dark corridor and the dark pot head.After such a long time, his mood remained calm, without the slightest bit of tension. He didn't expect that when he saw his face for the first time, he almost couldn't control it and swung an ax at it.
What is the love, what is the love
Is it the scariest thing to scare yourself?
Gu Juan recalled that in the previous time and space, someone had done experiments on looking in a mirror.
In a dim room, dozens of test subjects stare at themselves in the mirror, usually within a minute, people will have an illusion, also known as the stranger face illusion.
In general, when staring at the mirror for a long time, people will most likely "see" a brand new face, or feel that a stranger is observing themselves from the mirror.
This is one of the reasons why mirrors are often used as props in various horror stories and movies.
After finding a suitable reason for his almost miss, he sat in front of the bronze mirror to rest for a while, adjusted his clothes, and changed himself into a black-faced man with long hair and beard, then pushed open the door and walked out .
There was no one in the corridor on the second floor of the inn, it was empty and quiet.
He went down the stairs along the corridor and came to the lobby of the inn, and without hesitation, he woke up the dozing man who was curled up behind the counter.
"Guest officer is still not resting so late, what's the matter?"
The night watchman rubbed his eyes and let out a big yawn.
He looked dazed, as if he hadn't woken up from his dream.
Even with Gu Pan's long hair covering his face and long beard, it didn't make him look up.
"The inside of your inn is not clean."
Gu Juan tapped lightly on the countertop with his fingers, making a clicking sound in the silent night.
"ah?"
The guy was still sleepy, he shook his head in puzzlement, and said in disbelief: "No way, before all the guests moved in, the villain cleaned every room from the inside to the outside. Clean it up carefully!"
"Did you really clean everything?"
The clerk nodded heavily, and said without hesitation: "It's really been cleaned, even the towels, sheets, and bedding were newly replaced by the villain in the morning."
"But, why do I feel that you still have a long corridor that hasn't been cleaned seriously?"
Gu Juan turned his head to look at the room on the second floor, his whole face was immediately hidden behind the candlelight, and it looked more and more gloomy.
"Long corridor? Where is the long corridor in the room?"
The guy was even more dizzy now, and after a while he finally got up and took a breath, "Is the guest officer talking about the corridor outside the room? It is true that guests will leave footprints when they come back to check in at night. We usually clean it after dawn. .¡±
While explaining, he carefully looked at Gu Pan's back. He couldn't help but feel a little chilly all over his body, and hastily changed his words: "If the guest officer thinks the corridor is too dirty, then this villain can go and clean it again."
As the guy said that, he was going to get the broom and rag behind the counter.
Just being woken up from a deep sleep like this, his heart was broken.
It is said that there are weird people every year, especially this year. This very intrusive-looking guest can't sleep well in the house in the middle of the night, and insists on caring about the hygiene of the corridor outside. He is really a strange person who is not normal.
However, people who spend money are uncles, and he looks so fierce, so what can he do as a young inn boy, doesn't he have to pinch his nose to make him comfortable before it's over?
"It's not the corridor on the second floor, and there is no need to clean the corridor."
The guy had just bent down to pick up the broom and rag, when he heard a faint voice, "The corridor I'm talking about is the corridor inside the bronze mirror of the dressing table in the room. It looks dark, and I don't know how many days. It hasn't been cleaned yet, it's very dirty" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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