Please let it go?

"Why do you let you go? You want to kill me." Chen Chong looked strange and was about to smash it down. He was so scared that the mirror ghost shook his head repeatedly, completely losing the majesty that he had commanded the people in the overlapping world.

Sure enough, this is a ghost without principles and dignity. Even if you can’t afford to lose, you can’t even have a rock-paper-scissor, let alone a higher standard of ghost making.

At this point, Chen Chong couldn't help but associate her with the black cat. One had no ghosts and the other had no cats, and he felt like he was in a relationship with the crowd.

Another line of text appeared on the wall.

‘Let me go, I will help you.’

"What can you do if you are a ghost?" Chen Chong became a little interested and held the pan back to the ground and sat down as a stool.

Meow

The black cat found a sense of existence at the right time, sat obediently beside Chen Chong, trying to rub his head to make him cousin intimate, but he had no experience in this area. His movements were both stiff and inconsistent, which made Chen Chong get goose bumps all over his body and wanted to slap him.

‘There are two ghosts downstairs. With me here, they dare not do anything randomly.’

Chen Chong pursed his lips. Indeed, although the man and female student on the back had never affected the reality, they were always a ghost. If one day he got hot and got involved with the guest who came to have a meal, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I have a black cat." Chen Chong's tone was indifferent, but it was rare to praise the black cat from the side, although it sounded very uncomfortable.

The mirror ghost in the fragment carefully looked at the black cat, and found another blank wall to continue writing.

'It can only shock, it cannot drive away'

This line of words has not been finished because the bathroom is not large. Once these words appear, they almost fill all the blank spaces. The lights are unstable and the blood stains are not dry. The process of flowing downwards is particularly terrifying.

"Will you die if you write a little smaller?"

Chen Chong was silent for a moment, ran to the room and found an unused notebook, "What do you want to write on it?"

‘Yes.’ After the mirror ghost habitually left two blood words on the wall, he quickly applied them and wrote on his notebook,

‘I’m different. I can talk to them. You have seen it before. I have some skills. I’m a lot worse than you.’

"Then you just leave with them? Go to that world and be a ghost, don't come to the world for a walk." Chen Chong said, picking up the fragments of the mirror and shaking them, guessing whether the mirror ghost inside would sway as well, just like the candy in the box.

The mirror ghost did not move, and there was no change, but was frightened by his actions and thought he would smash the lenses.

'Please don't let go. If the mirror breaks, I will never be able to come to this world again.'

"Are you very nostalgic about this world?" Chen Chong was puzzled.

‘Yes. You also saw that the old man who fanned the fan had been fanning since he entered, and he had never moved. There was also the old woman with an umbrella. You thought she was walking, but in fact it was her standing position. She had been standing for countless years and could not die. No, we were all dead.’

Looking at the handwriting that appeared one by one on the notebook, Chen Chong smacked his lips. Wouldn't that say that the hanged ghost who fell on the tree was even more terrifying? It's been hanging for thousands of years? No wonder those guys were as excited as if they were injected with chicken blood when they saw them, because for them, their appearance was too novel.

"What you said is not enough to impress me, and if they dare to make trouble with me, I don't mind finding all the 'mediums' that connect them to the present world to destroy them."

‘I can ask them to help you!’

When the last line of words appeared, Chen Chong's eyelids twitched slightly. Why did this mirror ghost feel that he was a human resource during his lifetime?

"What should I do?"

‘They do whatever they know. After all, they don’t have many memories left before their lifetime, and even walking is a kind of ability.’

"This is OK?" Chen Chong was shocked, a little unimaginable.

‘Well, but it can only be after the early morning, when the yin energy is in full swing, the ghost has the strongest energy, and it can slightly affect the present world.’

Chen Chong was a little moved. If this could be done, it would be a good thing for him! However, the Mirror Ghost's words can only be used as a reference and must not be believed in them all.

"How do you prove it?"

'I can immediately ask the two ghosts downstairs to see what they will do, and then perform for you.' After writing this sentence, the mirror ghost looked at Chen Chong with a pleading look, although his eyes were so white that he could not see any emotional fluctuations.

"Yes." Chen Chong stood up, holding the fragments in his left hand and the kitchen knife in his right hand, greeted the black cat and came to the first floor.

He wanted to turn on the light, but was worried that he would keep flickering like the bathroom in the future, making his eyes uncomfortable, so he simply lit the half candle, then sat on the stool like an interviewer, and his notebook turned to a new page.

From ancient times to the present, I have only heard that candles are an important part of the soul-summoning ceremony, such as ancestor worship in Qingming Festival, funerals for dead people, etc. Therefore, in the real world, candles should not harm ghosts at all.

Meow

Just at this moment, the black cat beside him shouted in a direction in the front hall, his body arched, and his hostility was very strong.

At the same time, Chen Chong seemed to feel something and looked at the notebook. Sure enough, he found that there was a line of words on it.

'They dare not come out, for fear of the mysterious cat.'

Chen Chong glanced at his mouth and touched the black cat's head, indicating that he didn't have to be nervous.

Immediately afterwards, there was no wind in the room, and with a puff, the candle was blown out.

Chen Chong noticed a hint of chill on his back, but he was not panicked. While lighting the candlelight again, he could smash the lenses at any time. He believed that as long as the mirror ghost was not stupid, he would never go further and further on the road of dying.

The candlelight ignited again, gradually dispelling the darkness, and in the dim corner near the kitchen, two blurry figures were added.

It was the man with the toes facing the back and the female student wearing an old school uniform.

Chen Chong's expression remained unchanged, but he touched the kitchen knife hidden on his belt with his right hand! This was the first official meeting with the ghost. If you don't feel nervous, it must be fake. The main reason is that it is too extraordinary and difficult to accept.

"Then let's start and tell me what you will all be."

The notebook automatically turned to a new page, but it turned back immediately.

‘Write this one and then write the next page to save Boss Chen.’

‘I’m sorry, a little excited. I can use a knife!’

‘I will turn the lights on and off!’

"Switch the lights on and off? That's OK?" Chen Chong was ashamed.

'Boss Chen, don't worry, this is just a simple test. If you feel satisfied, I can go to the overlapping world to find the people you need for you no, it's a ghost.'

"Wait, who are you with whom? At least bring your name with you!" Chen Chong rubbed his eyebrows.

‘Faceless man: Hello, Boss Chen, I can use a knife.’

‘Ghost student: Boss Chen, I can turn the lights on and off.’

"That's right." Chen Chong nodded with satisfaction, "Then, please start your performance."
Chapter completed!