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Fang Xuan sang all the songs she knew, nursery rhymes, love songs, and school songs no less than ten times, and the mirror still sat on the bed and stared at her with relish.

"I don't have any songs." Fang Xuan looked at the mirror pitifully, her throat was dry and smoking.

The mirror nodded, looked back, lowered his head and sat quietly by the bed.

"Is there any water?" After hesitating for a while, Fang Xuan asked what she needed.After asking, she felt regretful, she was afraid that the mirror would show something nasty again.Fortunately, the mirror just glanced at her, and slowly answered "no"

"Oh my God. How do you live here?" The mirror's answer made Fang Xuan even thirstier.She stared at the mirror in despair, it was fine if she didn't eat, why didn't she even have water?

"That's how I live. Every day I either sleep or sit by the bed in a daze."

"Why don't you go out for a walk?" Although the black land outside is bare, it is better than this tomb-like palace.

"I'm not going out".The mirror answered sadly.

"Why?" Fang Xuan asked curiously.

"If you can't get out, you can't get out. There is no reason." The mirror's expression became gloomy, and his eyes turned fiercely to Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan immediately covered her neck with both hands and jumped a long way.She was afraid that the mirror would strangle her neck again.

"Tell me a story." Mirror ordered with a cold face.

"Uh..." Fang Xuan's face was almost wrinkled into a bitter gourd. Her throat was already thirsty. She was asking her to tell a story because she didn't want her life. "I'll tell, I'll tell" with a smile on my face.

The mirror nodded in satisfaction, and the ferocity in his eyes receded.

What are you talking about?Fang Xuan tilted her head and thought.Most of the stories she knew were the fairy tales that Wen Jiaqian told her when she was a child to lull her to sleep, and the beautiful little stories in the fairy tale books borrowed from school.Would telling fairy tales to the mirror annoy him to strangle him?After thinking for a while, she still couldn't decide what to say, seeing the mirror staring at her with displeasure, Fang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and flattered her, "Let me tell you a story about the frog prince."

The mirror didn't make a sound, and looked back to fiddle with the silver button in front of him.Seeing that the mirror did not respond, Fang Xuan began to tell the story of the frog prince with a depressed expression.

"So the little princess and the prince lived happily together after they got married." When the last sentence was finished, Fang Xuan slumped on the ground leaning against the wall, her throat was as dry as fire, and thirst was more unbearable than hunger.

, the mirror remained the same as when listening to the story, and the hands were still playing with the buttons.After listening to Fang Xuan's speech, she raised her head and looked at her with a strange expression, her eyes became bright and energetic, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

Looking at the suddenly bright eyes, a thought came to Fang Xuan's mind: Could he be a prince enchanted by a witch?Just like in a fairy tale, with just a kiss from the princess, he and the whole castle can be revived, and then he can drink sweet water.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. Fang Xuan stood up, lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, and walked towards the mirror.Facing Fang Xuan's strange behavior, the mirror opened his eyes wide in surprise, stood up, and looked at her confusedly, not understanding why people who were evading her would suddenly want to come by themselves.

Fang Xuan stopped in front of the mirror, raised her toes, and kissed the mirror's forehead.For the cool water, she risked it all.When the red lips were about to kiss the forehead of the mirror, Fangxuan suddenly realized another very serious problem - she was not a princess at all, even if she put on a princess dress, she was still an ugly duckling.And it seems that only the kiss of the prince's favorite princess works.Thinking of this, she lowered her toes in frustration, lowered her head, and walked back depressed.

"What did you just do?" The mirror grabbed her arm with a puzzled look on his face.

Uh... Poor boy, he doesn't even know about kissing. I really don't know how he got here after all these years.After Fang Xuan was stunned for half a minute, she replied in a hoarse voice, "That's a boring etiquette."

"Really?" The mirror looked at her incredulously.

"Yes"

"Then I will return the gift."

Know how to return gifts?Fang Xuan smiled, "That's a courtesy that only girls can do, it's very rude for boys to do it."

"Okay, then tell another story." The mirror let go of her, and sat down on the bed again.

"No. I won't tell it even if it kills me. My mouth is so dry now that I'm dying, and I don't have the energy to tell those childish stories anymore." Fang Xuan, who was tortured by thirst, was extremely uncomfortable.The patience in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and she shouted angrily at the mirror.After shouting, he quickly ran away to distance himself from him.Leaning against the wall, Fang Xuan stared at the mirror with fear, she waited for his fury, waiting for his eruption, maybe he would strangle her to death in anger.

The mirror stared at Fang Xuan, his eyes gradually darkened, and the muscles on his face twisted one by one.

Fang Xuan leaned against the wall tightly, looking at the mirror slowly walking towards her, feeling afraid that she would be pulled into a ball.What about Yechen?Is he on his way?He doesn't always show up in time every time of life and death, and this time will be no exception, right?

When the mirror was almost in front of Fang Xuan, he suddenly turned and walked towards the door.Fang Xuan watched him walk out of the room, clutching his beating heart, slid along the wall and sat on the ground weakly.

"Be brave, be patient, Yechen is back. He will definitely find this place." Fang Xuan said to herself holding back tears.

Yes, he will return home with himself.After returning home, she should drink up all the water in the house, and then call Wen Jiaqian to come back.The mother and daughter are continuing their ordinary life in the past.

Fang Xuan was leaning against the wall like this, she didn't know how long she had been sitting there, the candles on the ground opposite were always so long, it seemed that they would never burn out.Thirst became more and more intense, touching her dry lips, Fang Xuan stood up and walked towards the candle.The mirror disappeared for some reason, and she decided to go out to find water to drink. She couldn't believe that there was not a drop of water in such a big castle.

Picking up the candle, Fang Xuan walked to the door, her heart beating like a drum, did the corpse standing at the door leave?If you open it, will you rush into the room and strangle yourself?Fang Xuan was terrified of being choked by the mirror, and thought of being choked every now and then.Protecting her neck with her right hand, Fang Xuan gritted her teeth and pulled the door.He opened the door and took a look outside, heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately, the corpse was gone.

Holding a candle, she walked out of the door and closed the door, Fang Xuan looked at both ends of the corridor.Both ends of the corridor are hidden by dark cages, which seems to be a dark road leading to hell.Will it end in hell?

I remember walking from the right when I came here, Fang Xuan walked to the right.The light of the candle illuminates the road in front of me, and the corridor is cold and cold under my feet.She was a little surprised, why didn't she feel that the ground was so cold when she came here.After walking twice, her body was tripped by the hem of the skirt, Fang Xuan stopped her steps, picked up the loose hem of the skirt with her right hand, wrapped it into a ball and held it in the palm of her hand.After solving the problem of the hem of the skirt, she continued to walk next to the wall. She walked very slowly and her steps were very light.After walking for a while, there was nothing unusual, and the heart that was raised in the throat slowly fell.

"Boom".There was a sound like hitting something with a hammer, Fang Xuan's hand trembled in shock, and the candle almost fell from his hand.

what droppedFang Xuan pressed her back against the door behind her, her eyes flicked to both sides of the corridor.She was really afraid that a horrible corpse would come out of the end of both sides of the corridor.

"Boom" sounded again, this time Fang Xuan heard it clearly.The voice came from the door behind him.

She turned around and left the door as fast as she could.The black door was tightly closed, and a faint light leaked some red liquid from the gap.Looking at the ground along the door, Fang Xuan realized that there was a lot of liquid in front of the door, and after looking closely, he recognized that the liquid was red and smelled like blood.

"Boom" sounded again, Fang Xuan's heart was so frightened that he could barely breathe.She looked at the closed black door, her body was as soft as noodles.what's insideWhere did the blood come from?The dangerous atmosphere spread out from the door, and her brain reminded her, danger, go away!

She was about to take a step forward when the door creaked open.A man walked out from behind the door. He was tall and looked like a foreigner.He was wearing a white shirt, which was stained with blood.

"There's another one here." The foreigner said mechanically, and stretched out his hand to pull Fang Xuan.

"No," Fang Xuan screamed when he saw the scene behind the foreigner.Behind that door, she saw several people holding a knife and tearing open the stomach of a man tied to a cross.There was another person with a sledgehammer beating the head of the person tied to the cross. Every time he struck, a lot of blood would splatter, and the bright red blood flowed all over the room.The huge room was filled with black crosses, like zombies.

Fang Xuan looked at everything in the room with horror, and when she saw the foreigner's hand stretched out towards her, she turned around in fright and wanted to run away.But she was still a step too late to lift her foot, and the foreigner's hand grabbed her shoulder.The foreigner's hand was stiff and cold, and his ten fingers dug into the flesh of her shoulder like eagle's claws.He dragged Fang Xuan into the room.

"Let me go... let me go." It was the first time Fang Xuan heard his own voice screaming so harshly.She wanted to struggle but found that her hands and feet were as soft as noodles.

Without saying a word, the foreigner dragged Fang Xuan to the long row of vertical crosses in the room.A man walked by with a rope in his hand and the foreigner tied her to the cross together.When the two tied her up, Fang Xuan realized a terrifying problem. The people in this room were not people, but moving corpses.They all bore fatal stab wounds.Of the two in front, a large opening was cut on one wrist, and a vein protruded from the wound.There was a long knife cut across the other stomach.

Fang Xuan looked at them and didn't even have the strength to shout.She watched in horror as the foreigner picked up a big hammer from the foot of the wall, held the hammer in both hands, and walked over with a numb expression.There were three others who came to her with gleaming knives.There was no expression on the faces of those corpses, and they moved stiffly like puppets being manipulated.

"No...no...you go away. Go away!!" Fang Xuan finally yelled, twisting her body crazily. She didn't want to die like this, it would be too miserable.

Fang Xuan's struggle aroused their sympathy at all, the foreigner raised his big hammer, and the other three raised their knives.

"No..." Fang Xuan closed her eyes in despair, Wen Jiaqian's smiling face and Yechen's green eyes flashed in her mind.

There was no sound of "boom", no pain of skin being cut, the sound of a body being torn apart sounded in front of her, a powerful force swayed in the air, the aftermath swayed on Fang Xuan's body, and her face ached.

Fang Xuan opened his eyes, the four corpses standing in front of him just now were gone, the room was scattered with scarlet fragments of limbs, and a mirror as heavy as ice stood in the middle of the door.

The mirror stood in the middle of the door, holding a water glass in his right hand, and raised his left hand forward. He stared gloomyly at the fragments of stumps on the ground, with a gloomy and scary face.

"Put me down." In Fang Xuan's eyes, the mirror is as cute as an angel at this moment, and he came too timely.

The mirror looked up at Fang Xuan, two groups of angry flames were burning in the amber eyes.

"You want to run away again?" He approached Fang Xuan and asked in a sinister tone.

"No...no...I just want to find some water to drink." Fang Xuan couldn't help but shuddered when he looked at the mirror, and hurriedly stuttered to explain, wondering if he would choke his own throat. .

The mirror glared at Fang Xuan angrily, and raised his left hand towards her.It's over, I'm about to be choked again, Fang Xuan thought lamentingly.Unexpectedly, the mirror's hand didn't reach Fang Xuan's throat, but the rope that bound her.Grabbing the ropes with her hand, she pulled them lightly, and the ropes fell off her body.

"It's amazing!" Fang Xuan flattered and praised, then lifted the hem of her skirt, carefully walked around the corpse fragments on the ground, and rushed to the door.

The other corpses in the room were still working in an orderly manner, watching the tragedy around them.