I Can Rewind Chapter 226: The man in the mirror (2)

At the moment when the woman parted her hair in the mirror, to be honest, He Zheng's heartbeat started to speed up involuntarily. ←8←8←read←book, 2↘3o

Immediately, the picture in the mirror made him dumbfounded, and he felt numbness in his hands and feet.

I saw that after the woman brushed her hair back, the cheeks showed no facial features, but the eye sockets were slightly sunken, the bridge of the nose was slightly raised, and the mouth was flat. , not a hint of lips can be seen.

Faceless!

He Zheng reacted quickly.

The woman parted her hair and hung it behind her ears, so that her entire face without facial features was completely presented in front of He Zheng's eyes.

She can still speak, but she can't see her lips moving, but the whole vanity mirror trembles slightly during the speech.

"Since we're sitting down, let's tell a story. I like listening to stories, especially horror stories." The woman in the mirror spoke slowly.

He Zheng sneered, "I'm sorry, I'm a spirit remover, and I'm here to get rid of you. I don't have time to listen to or tell your stories."

With that said, he was about to hit the mirror with a high-energy rout button.

But at this moment, He Zheng found that his arms and fingers on the dressing table could no longer move.

This discovery surprised him, and soon he found that even his body sitting on the leather stool seemed to be rigid, unable to move any more.

The only thing that can move is above the neck, and everything below the neck is rigid.

"Tell a story, otherwise you will never be able to leave here." The woman chuckled and took out a large number of cosmetic utensils from the dresser drawer in the mirror while talking.

He Zheng quickly calmed himself down, because looking at the situation now, it seems that he will not be in danger for a while.

Under normal circumstances, the high-energy collapsing buckle is thrown out, and it can only be effective after impact, but the situation is different now. If possible, He Zheng can also crush the hidden buckle directly in his hand.

After the pinch burst, there will be an impact force, and this impact force will push him away from the vanity mirror, thereby avoiding the control of the woman in the mirror. At the same time, the impact has a high probability of harming the woman in the mirror.

Of course, what I can do now is to try my best to follow the train of thought of the woman in the mirror, wait for the opportunity to move my fingers, and pinch the high-energy ripping button.

"We've agreed to tell a story, so what are you doing now?" He Zheng asked. ←8←8←read←book, 2↘3o

"I like this, telling stories while putting on makeup."

The woman in the mirror did not stop, and skillfully took out foundation brushes, eye shadow brushes, sponge balls, eyebrow pencils, makeup balls, etc., opened more than a dozen cosmetic boxes, large and small, and spread the dressing table in the mirror. Full.

The current situation looks very strange.

Because there is no light in the room, it all depends on the faint light of the flashlight of the mobile phone held in He Zheng's left hand.

However, He Zheng believes that even if it is completely dark and there is no light at all, the woman in the mirror can still apply makeup skillfully.

"What story are you telling?" He Zheng was silent for a moment, and only asked after seeing that the woman had started to make up on him.

The woman's movements were very skillful. While putting on makeup, she said, "Let's each tell a horror story. The shorter the better, the more exciting the better. The best ending is reversed, which I didn't expect. In this case, maybe you still I can get out of here safe and sound."

"Hehe." He Zheng sneered for a while, unable to move his body, but his right hand kept secretly trying to squeeze the high-energy rout button, and said, "Yes, but I'm not familiar with it yet, you start first. "

The woman moved gracefully. At this time, she had already drawn her eyebrows and the bridge of her nose. Her movements were smooth without any pause or thinking. /

After a pause, she began to speak in a calm tone.

"A man wanted to play tricks on his girlfriend, and was going to pretend to be a ghost to scare her. So the man came to his girlfriend's house in advance with the spare key given to him by his girlfriend. Before his girlfriend came back, he used the lipstick and eyebrows in the room Using pens and other tools, I put on a horrible makeup. Because it was a temporary idea and I didn’t know how the painting would look, so the man went to the bathroom and took a picture in front of the mirror.”

"In the end, he found that the makeup was horrible. The lips painted with bright lipstick seemed to be elongated, the eyebrows were drooping, and the skin on his face seemed to hang down, grinning, which shocked him. He thought to himself that this appearance would scare his girlfriend into fainting, so he quickly washed off his makeup. Later, his girlfriend came back, and then he told his girlfriend, who knew that her girlfriend's expression changed after hearing this. Terrified..."

"Why?" He Zheng couldn't help asking.

"My girlfriend told the man that the mirror in the bathroom was broken long ago, and I haven't installed a new mirror since I replaced it two days ago."

At the end of the sentence, the woman in the mirror has already drawn her eyeballs "How about this story?"

"Well, it's okay." He Zheng nodded, showing no signs of panic or surprise.

At this moment, he saw the woman's newly painted eyeballs seemed to move quickly.

Although he couldn't move his body, He Zheng felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

In fact, he doesn't have any horror stories to tell. Usually He Zheng doesn't like to read any stories, and he doesn't even bother to read the books, let alone calm down and read the stories.

The purpose of telling a good story with the woman in the mirror is purely to delay time, so that I can launch a high-energy rout button, and get rid of this weird woman as soon as possible by means of eliminating spirits.

But now he found that although his fingers could move slightly, they still couldn't use any force, and couldn't really pinch the hidden button.

Time is still not enough.

So He Zheng racked his brains to think about it, and the woman in the mirror said, "It's your turn..."

"Let me think about it." He Zheng said.

He frowned slightly, recalling the horror stories he had heard or seen somewhere, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still had no clue.

At this moment, the woman in the mirror had finished drawing her eyebrows, eyes and nose, and was drawing her lips. As expected, those painted eyeballs were moving slightly, as if looking at He Zheng outside the mirror, and at the same time looking at Looking at other places, there is an inexplicable strangeness.

He Zheng was stunned for a moment, he found that those eyes were very familiar.

Then He Zheng thought of a story. He seemed to have seen this story on a certain website before and had a little impression, but it was still a compact short story anyway.

"Then I'll tell you, my story is very short." He cleared his throat and began to speak, while his right hand was still pressing the high-energy ripping button between his fingers with all his strength.

"In an ordinary family, whenever the night is coming, the six-year-old son will always stand on the sofa, look out the window, then wave his hands and say something. His mother just started I didn’t notice it, but later I realized that my son’s behavior was very abnormal. One day, my mother couldn’t help it anymore, so she asked her son what are you doing? The son said, Mom, I’m saying goodbye to Uncle.”

"Abbe? When his mother heard this, her face turned pale with fright, because they lived on the sixth floor, and her son waved to the window every day, but where could someone be outside the window? His mother was terrified and asked in a trembling voice. Son, there is no one outside the window, where did you come from? My son pointed to the sky at this moment, Uncle Sun."

As soon as He Zheng finished speaking, the woman in the mirror who was putting on makeup paused for a moment, then continued to draw, and said at the same time, "This is not a horror story."

"Aren't you going to reverse it? My story is suspenseful and terrifying at the beginning, but it is indeed reversed at the end." He Zheng sweated.

At this moment, he found that his right hand fingers could basically move.

At the same moment, the woman in the mirror finished drawing her lips, and the hands that had been moving back and forth in front of her cheeks finally let go at this moment.

The woman smiled at He Zheng, who stared blankly at her who had stopped putting on makeup, as if seeing some extremely weird scene, and even forgot to pinch the high-energy ripping button on his hand.

In other words, he can only move his fingers now, but he still doesn't have enough strength to pinch.

What I saw in front of me was the face of the woman in the mirror after makeup, and that face was exactly the same as He Zheng's.

Except for the figure and hairstyle, this face is a perfect replica of He Zheng's face.

After seeing the strange appearance of the other party, He Zheng froze for a few seconds, and then an inexplicable sense of panic swept over his body, and he immediately squeezed the Tibetan button in his hand with all his strength.

But at the same moment ~IndoMTL.com~ the woman in the mirror slowly raised her hands, and He Zheng outside the mirror also raised her hands, as if her body was no longer under her control.

He Zheng's face became distorted with fright, and he found that he was making the same movements as the person in the mirror.

But the woman, at this moment, has her own face, as if she is looking at herself in the mirror.

Immediately, the woman withdrew her raised hands and slowly stretched them towards her neck, while He Zheng outside the mirror also uncontrollably stretched her hands towards her neck, squeezed them lightly, and then began to slowly retract them. tight.

The hidden buckle in He Zheng's hand had been thrown away long ago. He stared wide-eyed as he watched the woman in the mirror wrap her hands around his neck. The tighter it is, the more slowly it becomes difficult to breathe.

Although the woman in the mirror looked like herself, she showed a secretive smile at this moment, looking at herself quietly. She was also tightening her neck, tightening it fiercely, as if the neck Not at all.

Just when He Zheng felt that he was going to faint at any moment, his arm was suddenly grabbed by two other hands, and then his neck relaxed, and he finally recovered.

Focusing his eyes, he looked up and saw a strange man standing beside him, holding his hands, and the dressing table in front of him, that is, in front of the vanity mirror, was filled with a large number of cosmetic boxes.

And the person in the mirror is clearly He Zheng himself, there is no one else at all.