The two old men in the room disappeared. Just like their appearance, their disappearance was also sudden, without any signs.

I looked at the Phantom Light.

Huanguang was a little absent-minded, as if he was nostalgic, sad, and a little overwhelmed.

"You don't know this?" I asked.

Huanguang shook his head, and only then came to his senses after he finished it. He looked at me and said with an ugly expression: "I don't know. These things... Back then, my aunt and my father were the ones who dealt with them..."

In other words, the Phantom Light does not know the details of the matter.

I didn't see the calendar in the room, but I thought it should have happened many years ago.

"It seems to be the corresponding to your memories. What do you know?" I continued to ask.

"My grandpa and grandma are a little suspicious. They believe Aoye's words and think it's haunted there. They don't know what's specific..." Huanguang's narrative became a little messy, and he seemed to have doubts about his memory.

It is not surprising that there is such suspicion.

Perhaps, before encountering the game, he didn't believe that there were ghosts and supernatural events in the world. Perhaps after entering the game space, he didn't think it was supernatural events. This can be said to be fantasy and science fiction.

After seeing the strange opening of the balcony door with one's own eyes, Huanguang became suspicious of what he had believed in in the past.

However, he soon became calm and firm again.

I guess he found an acceptable explanation. After all, this is the game space, not the real world. What happened here cannot prove that the same thing happened back then.

I believe that everything that happened here is what happened in the past reality. This is the "reality" that Bai An saw. It is impossible for his ability to make mistakes.

The only thing that I have reserved is how much of it is the reality that Bai An saw through his ability, and how many of it has joined him or Steve's brains.

Huanguang had already continued: "They always feel that there are ghosts and believe Qingye's statement. They were... neurotic in those days. My aunt was very worried, but she couldn't do anything about it. My parents, uncles, and aunts were all very worried. Then, that morning..."

Huanguang said in the morning, but the light in the room changed. It was already dark outside the curtains, and the headlights in the room were turned on.

The old couple changed their pajamas and were about to go to bed.

The door to the next room is closed.

I felt the yin energy coming out of the room and opened the door directly.

I was not hindered, I didn't become transparent.

The door was opened by me, but the person inside the door seemed to have not noticed it at all.

Huanguang walked to me and stared at the people in the room.

A woman sitting on the bed, in her twenties and thirty years old, was sending messages on her mobile phone. She had a book on her hand, which was a reference book for the financial exam.

The magic light had already walked into the room. I followed in, my eyes falling on the makeup mirror.

Yin Qi is still coming from the makeup mirror.

There is no reflection of me in the mirror, it just reflects the wardrobe behind me.

No exceptions.

"That's..." After a long time, he lowered his voice and became a little strange when he spoke.

The woman's cell phone kept ringing and vibrating. The news came and went frequently. She suddenly laughed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, started typing again, then she stopped smiling, put down her phone, and picked up the book at her hand.

She didn't notice our existence at all.

Fantasy light stood still.

The woman's cell phone rang again. She glanced at it, but did not reply, and put the phone aside.

She lay on the bed, looking at the book, and lazily taking notes on the book.

More than ten seconds passed, and she seemed to be a little sleepy. She turned over two pages, threw the book aside, and looked at her phone again.

After hesitating for a while, she got off the bed and walked to the desk.

Her figure passed by the makeup mirror. Her reflection appeared in the makeup mirror.

The man walked past the same way, but stopped when he was about to walk out of the mirror.

Qin Shu exclaimed, took a few steps back, staring at the mirror without daring to blink.

After a long time, I even whirled even more. I grabbed my arm and kept shaking it, indicating that I could see the scene in the mirror.

The magic light also saw it.

Huanguang said angrily: "This is all fake! My aunt..."

The computer is turned on.

The woman sat on the computer chair and walked around boredly.

One circle, another circle...

She stopped.

She turned her back to the makeup mirror, but slowly turned her head.

The figure in the mirror is still there.

A woman's expression changes, from confusion to fear, which is very slow, but it makes people see more clearly.

Her body trembled.

She looked at the wardrobe in front of the mirror.

There are clothes hanging on the wardrobe door, but it is definitely not like that in the mirror.

She looked down at her pajamas.

The woman immediately turned her head, as if she was escaping.

She suddenly fumbled on the desk, searching for something, and then looked at the dressing table patiently.

She was hesitating whether to walk over.

She took a step back, her body pressed against the desk, moving horizontally like a crab.

It's about to reach the door.

The door we just opened became closed at some point.

The woman rushed over, turned the door handle and ran out.

She rushed to the next room, but at this moment, she stopped.

We followed her out and saw the open balcony door. The curtains were opened and the balcony door was wide open. The moonlight shone on the mirror, and the mirror reflected light.

The woman trembled.

She probably saw something from Yu Guang.

And we saw the scene in the mirror with our eyes.

In the moonlight, a human figure appeared in the mirror.

The man's head was not exposed, but his body was only reflected in the mirror.

There are seven or eight mirrors of different sizes and styles on the balcony door, and the wall on the side of the balcony is also covered with mirrors. These mirrors have the same picture.

The man was wearing pajamas like a woman.

But it is impossible to see a woman in that position, and it is even more impossible to see a woman’s front.

Sweat beads appear on the woman's body and her body keeps shaking.

She couldn't hold the door handle and was about to fall to the ground if she was losing strength.

Huanguang rushed over with a steadily, trying to support the woman.

His hands passed through the woman's body.

The woman fell to the ground with her head against the door panel and tears fell.

She is in her current position and can't see any mirror.

There was a movement inside the door.

Someone walked to the door and opened it.

The woman fell in and supported her hands on the ground.

"Hey! What's wrong..."

The lights in the room shine on the woman.

The old man lay on the bed, supported himself, and looked here.

The old lady was standing at the door of the room, bent down to help the woman up.

The amulet slipped out from the old lady's loose pajama collar.

A woman raises her face.

My eyes passed over the old lady and looked into the room.

There is a dressing mirror waiting for a dressing mirror in the wardrobe facing the door.
To be continued...