Yang Jian fell backwards, dragging Zhang Wei out of the Ghost Mirror with him.
“Scared me to death, scared me to death. I was just doing my business when suddenly it got dark, and the next moment I encounter a ghost, and not just one.” Zhang Wei sat on the ground, still shaken, then he looked around; “What, what place is this?”
“Brother Tui, is it really you? I thought I was seeing things just now, I didn’t expect to find you here too.”
Initial panic gave way to overwhelming surprise when he saw Yang Jian.
Yang Jian, however, didn’t pay attention to him but abruptly looked at the mirror.
In the mirror, the reflection of Zhang Wei had disappeared, along with those hands, and the object had once again turned into a smooth mirror.
And the Zhang Wei who was pulled out…
“Are you really Zhang Wei?” Yang Jian was not sure, inspecting him with his ghostly eye, yet he discovered nothing abnormal.
He touched Zhang Wei’s chest.
He felt a heartbeat and body temperature.
Incredible.
It was truly incredible how Zhang Wei ended up inside the Ghost Mirror.
“Why are you touching my chest?” asked Zhang Wei.
“Is it not okay?”
Zhang Wei said, “It’s not like it’s not okay, but it feels a bit… homoerotic. If someone saw us, they’d definitely suspect we’re gay.”
“Don’t talk for now, let me think this through,” Yang Jian picked up the human skin paper once again.
At that moment, the human skin paper displayed a sentence:
“Zhang Wei died… and then he came back to life, resurrected from the Ghost Mirror. The information I received before was true, but it seems that the resurrected Zhang Wei does not remember what just happened. His memory is frozen at the moment he first saw the Ghost Mirror. The Ghost Mirror brought back the Zhang Wei from the past, not the current one. Is the him from the past and the him from now really the same person? I don’t know.”
“As the price for resurrection, a ghost has been released. I can’t determine whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.”
Yang Jian looked at this line of text and furrowed his brows deeply.
It appeared that Zhang Wei’s death and resurrection were real.
The human skin paper was completely correct, it really could bring the dead back to life.
But there was a condition, one must leave their own shadow on the Ghost Mirror.
It’s akin to… saving a game?
“Let’s not worry about that for now. Zhang Wei’s death must be related to the earlier gunshots, which means there’s trouble in the neighborhood now.” Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and promptly put away the human skin paper.
Gunshots meant that this was no ordinary matter.
He had a vague premonition that this was probably targeting him.
“Go downstairs and find a place to hide, it’s dangerous here. Don’t go out until I come back,” Yang Jian said, “and don’t touch that mirror or enter this room. Be careful not to be snatched back by the mirror again.”
“No problem, Brother Tui,” Zhang Wei nodded.
Having said that, Yang Jian immediately left.