Chapter 1119: From the Outside?

After regaining his senses, the startled Second Level youth hastily raised the camera in his hand and frantically snapped at the ceiling.

Likewise, noticing the abnormality here, Xiao Peng cautiously opened the toilet stall, looked at the toilet bowl, and after hesitating still chose to take a photo.

"Take pictures outside too; there should be some clues here."

After giving the order in a low voice, the Second Level youth who had regained his senses hastily poked his head out to look, following the footprints, which seemed to lead to the top floor.

Somehow, this Second Level Awakened One suddenly imagined a child walking upside down on the wall, from the ceiling to the window, then to the outer wall.

"Upstairs is the bedroom...?"

"Did it go in?"

He forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart.

The youth raised his head, holding the camera with both hands as he half-extended his body out the window, trying to capture the footprints on the floor clearly.

Just as his peripheral vision swept past the toilet mirror, he suddenly stiffened, stopping the motion in his hand.

All that could be seen was that, at the lower edge of the smooth mirror, something resembling hair was exposed.

Something came out!?

The only people in the toilet were him and Xiao Peng, and Xiao Peng was still in the stall, so any reflection would be of his back!

Without time to think further, the next second that black smudge on the mirror's edge suddenly stood up, a pair of blood-red eyes staring fixedly at him.

"Rip!"

Before his startled cry could leave his lips, the youth holding the camera instantly felt a terrifying suction pulling him toward the mirror.

In the blink of an eye, his whole body was sucked into the washbasin's pipe by the terrifying force.

"Wang Zhengcheng!!!?"

"Upstairs!"

"That's Xiao Ge's voice!"

The people crouched on the ground, still uneasy, suddenly lifted their heads; they heard Xiao Peng's shout.

That strange squeezing sound only made them suddenly realize what was happening.

"Go! Up!"

Without bothering to study those books any further, everyone rushed toward the third floor, many eyes filled with panic.

"Come on, let's go take a look together."

Lin An's eyes narrowed slightly; he also heard what had just happened. He directly gestured for Mo Ling and Zhang Tie to follow, and the three simply trailed behind the crowd, rushing straight to the third floor.

In the blink of an eye, being Awakened Ones, the group quickly arrived at Xiao Peng's location.

All they saw was Xiao Peng stiff inside the toilet, as if struck by some impact, his grimace directed toward the washbasin.

"Xiao Ge!? Xiao Ge, what's wrong with you?"

"Where's Wang Zhengcheng!?"

Although they had a bad premonition, in their urgency they still asked repeatedly. In the crowd, Li Xiang darted to Xiao Peng's side, eyes full of tension.

Before he could even ask the dazed Xiao Peng, the next second they heard Xiao Peng, his face dark as iron, speak:

"Just now a ghost must have appeared."

"He's dead, Wang Zhengcheng is dead!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the washbasin, swallowing hard with difficulty. The incident happened so suddenly it almost occurred right under his eyelids.

Following his finger, they saw a clump of hair with scalp attached covering the drain of the square washbasin.

Several people shuddered instinctively, instantly realizing what it was.

One minute later.

Lin An calmly watched the disassembled drain pipe; inside the severed tube, a shapeless mass of blood mud was pressed together, like minced pork stuffed into a sausage.

If not for the two eyeballs mixed in the meat strips, no one could tell that this had been a person not long ago.

Everyone's faces turned grim, many feeling nauseous involuntarily.

Although they had witnessed many gruesome scenes in the apocalypse, this kind of disgusting death was still their first time seeing it.

"Wang Zhengcheng is over 1.8 meters tall..."

"The whole person... the whole person just got squeezed to death like this...?"

Within the fresh meat strips were mixed several dark brown streaks, undoubtedly the feces from the intestines that had been squeezed out and mixed into the meat.

The pipe's diameter was no thicker than a palm; the section they cut off contained only part of Wang Zhengcheng's body.

The remainder was in the pipe connected to the drainage pipe.

The appearance of the first victim instantly froze the atmosphere to an ice point. Having hardly encountered supernatural incidents before, only hearing about them, they no longer retained their former relaxed mood.

Supernatural incidents really can kill people. Moreover, the cruelty of the manner of death exceeds imagination.

Several people, without thinking, stepped closer, their gazes pleading as they looked at Xiao Peng.

At the same time, Lin An bent down to examine the crushed brain tissue closely, then directly asked Xiao Peng:

"When he was attacked, did you see anything?"

"Or rather, what was he looking at, what was he doing?"

The fierce ghost beginning to attack people—that Lin An expected. What surprised him was that it had killed only one person.

Xiao Peng, who seemed somewhat dazed, hesitated for a moment:

"No, I saw nothing."

"He was holding the camera, photographing the footprints outside the wall, and then instantly got sucked into the pipe."

"He felt nothing, no sensation at all."

The lingering shock had not yet settled.

After hearing that, Lin An frowned, instinctively looking toward the open window.

"Do you remember what else he did besides taking photos?"

"For example, his actions? Or where he was standing?"

After a moment of recollection, Xiao Peng pointed uncertainly toward the window:

"What did he do.."

"He probably held the camera, leaned out to take a photo, and then.."

Feeling his verbal description wasn't precise enough, Xiao Peng directly raised the camera, stood in place, and mimicked Wang Zhengcheng's earlier action with his whole body.

An awkward posture.

His upper body leaned out, lower body stayed in place, waist against the window.

After watching Xiao Peng's demonstration, a flash of doubt crossed Lin An's eyes.

This posture..

If he looks up with his eyes, he sees the upper part of the wall; if he lowers his head to notice something, then he is looking at the mirror.

If the deaths this time aren't random killings by a vengeful spirit but are triggered by something.

Under heightened thinking, Lin An did notice the anomaly.

First, taking photos must be fine, otherwise the vengeful spirit would have acted earlier. Since Xiao Peng is unharmed while Wang Zhengcheng died at the same spot, it must be that Wang Zhengcheng's action triggered something.

The only differing action, or the problematic one, could only be his posture.

His body protruded from the manor..

Looking from outside inward!?

Suddenly, Lin An seemed to realize something, a hint of gravity flashing in his eyes.

Looking from outside inward, you could see the anomaly!? If looking from outside inward, then that angle could only be the mirror!

Can't you look at the manor's interior from outside?

No, if that were true, they would have run into trouble just now. He and Zhang Tie had gone out once, deliberately noting the stone carving on the manor's front.

So, the problem is whether you can't look at the mirror inside the manor from outside?