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Therefore, when you have nothing to do, don't always look in the mirror indiscriminately;
This habit is really bad.
Because you don't know,
The person in the mirror is really your projection, and can only mechanically follow your every move;
still,
He is just treating you as a fool, teasing you, and seeing that you still can't find his existence, secretly laughing and laughing silently.
The person in the mirror stopped slapping his face after about seven or eight seconds. He stood in the mirror. At first, he wanted to continue to pretend to be Xu Qinglang's current posture.
But think about it,
Seeing the expressions of Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang now, he also knew that it would be a bit boring to pretend to be on his own.
In the past, I thought others were fools. I followed a man to apply skin care products and slapped my face. I thought it was very funny. Now if I keep pretending, I think I am fooling myself.
He backed away silently, his figure was getting further and further away, and also getting smaller and smaller, he wanted to leave here.
Zhou Ze believes that even when the police academy teaches the method of capturing and chasing criminals, it will definitely not teach how to catch the criminal if he hides in the mirror.
But now, he has this problem.
First of all, it is impossible to break the mirror. It is estimated that the people inside would like to do it themselves, but get into the mirror?
Zhou Ze reached out and tried, but his own hand couldn't penetrate it. Obviously, this attempt also failed. Of course, Zhou Ze didn't have much hope in the first place.
If the mirror can be worn by anyone casually, then the number of children who accidentally fall into the mirror and disappear every year is definitely much more than swimming in the river and drowning.
The guy in the mirror ran smaller and smaller, and he even turned his head with great interest, and made a "throat cut" gesture to Zhou Ze and others, really arrogant.
"The sky is infinite, the mysterious heart is righteous!"
Xu Qinglang made seals with both hands, and he directly slapped a breastplate on the mirror.
I have to say that Lao Xu is perfect both in terms of the movement of pinching the seal and the gesture of taking out the breastplate, revealing the b character of a metaphysician, but after the breastplate is attached, the person in the mirror He just tilted his head, as if he was still laughing. Obviously, Old Xu's method didn't work.
"Old man, crotch!"
Zhou Ze shouted.
Lao Dao subconsciously reached out to touch his crotch,
Then,
He actually took out another talisman paper!
You know, the old man is not wearing a taoist robe now, but a bathrobe. This also means that the old man has transferred the talisman paper after changing his clothes!
"The Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, and the Western Buddha listens to my orders!"
Chanting some incantations, the old Taoist directly pasted his talisman paper on the mirror.
The talisman paper turned red, and the image in the mirror was distorted. The person inside seemed to let out some painful cries, but he still didn't come out, and it seemed that he wanted to stay where he was because of the stimulation of the talisman paper. He pretended to be aggressive, and really started to prepare to escape.
"Is there any more?" Zhou Ze urged the old man.
I don't believe it, if there are ten or eight sheets on this mirror, it will be strange if the guy inside is not forced out.
The old man stretched out his hand to dig again, and then spread his hand, except for a few curly black hairs in the palm,
Nothing else.
"It's okay, boss, I brought one today."
At this moment, the person in the mirror was left with only a small black dot, almost disappearing.
Zhou Ze closed his eyes, spread his hands, his nails grew out, and layers of black mist began to rise from his palms. For Zhou Ze, there was only one method left to try.
In the face of unreasonable things, it seems that we have to try unreasonable methods.
While the old man and Xu Qinglang looked at the fool, Zhou Ze clasped his hands in front of him and began to make a tug-of-war posture.
In fact, Zhou Ze didn't catch anything himself, but he was still pulling it back, as if he was really holding something in his hand, and it was quite strenuous to pull it out.
Do you want to be so exaggerated?
Do you want to be so imaginative?
The corner of the old man¡¯s mouth twitched, and he really wanted to tell the boss that this method is even more unreliable, but soon the corner of the old man¡¯s mouth became stiff, because he saw that the guy with only one dot left in the mirror was running back slowly .
 Under the spring, I looked for one puddle after another, but I still couldn't find it.
The old man who was a little tired simply sat down under the hot spring.
I can't find it,
That thing can drill into the mirror, God knows where he went again, Amitabha, infinite gods, merciful Lord, please show your spirit, let the poor find him.
Zhou Ze in the bathroom couldn't hold on any longer, and kept shouting in the bathroom to ask if he found it.
This put more pressure on the old man.
Damn, it would be great if I could call the police and ask the police to help find someone, the old man thought wildly in his mind, then he was stunned for a moment, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
The mobile phone screen is also a mirror, and it can also reflect light!
And it stays on your body all the time, the easiest way to get dark under the lights!
Lao Dao immediately pressed the phone screen, and the screen lit up. Originally, Lao Dao¡¯s screen saver was a classic photo of Marilyn Monroe blowing her skirt, but now, there was a black shadow under Marilyn Monroe¡¯s skirt on the screen, like A layer of mosaic was applied, and it was still wriggling.
The old Taoist was so happy that a bubble popped out of his nose,
Seems very excited,
Immediately reached out to grab the "mosaic", mumbling excitedly:
"Amitabha, Pindao finally found you, hehehe!" (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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