The strange feeling of being watched, the instant that Zhang Fan's hair suddenly stood up on his back. He couldn't help but tremble, then he took his eyes back and pulled the curtains back.

Zhang Fan sat on the chair in the master bedroom, his eyes constantly looking at the wooden dressing table with red paint. No matter how he looked at it, he felt a sense of indescribable strangeness.

"Fugui comes here to help, let's move the dressing table to the outside hall together."

Zhang Fan said hello to Wang Fugui, wanting him to help, and work together to move out the strange dressing table.

Hearing the sound, Wang Fugui also stood up. He was not vague and rolled up his sleeves and approached the dressing table.

However, Zhang Fan and Wang Fugui used all their strength to move the dressing table at all.

It was as if the dressing table and the entire floor were poured together.

After being wasted for a long time, they didn't move the dressing table up.

In the end, Zhang Fan and the others chose to give up.

Wang Fugui collapsed on the bed panting and said with a sweaty face: "Brother Fan, why do you think this broken dressing table is so heavy? We can't lift it together!"

"Maybe this dressing table is indeed a bit tricky, so it's better for us to be careful at night!"

Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered.

"First find a cloth and cover it up. I always feel like I am staring at myself in this mirror, and my heart is a little scared!"

Zhang Fan made a suggestion.

"That's OK!"

Wang Fugui nodded and said in agreement.

It seems that he also noticed something was wrong with the dressing table.

Normal people, who puts the dressing table and the head of the bed together?

Wang Fugui sat up from the bed, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and walked towards the living room.

He came to the living room for a search, and finally found a piece of white gauze under the sofa.

Wang Fugui returned to the master bedroom with white gauze and covered it directly on the mirror of the dressing table.

Seeing Wang Fugui covering the mirror of the dressing table with white gauze, Zhang Fan subconsciously frowned.

"No, don't cover the mirror with a white cloth!"

Zhang Fan hurriedly reminded.

"ah?"

"Why can't you use white cloth?"

When Wang Fugui heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment, and his face showed confusion.

"It is said that the mirror of the dressing table is best to cover it with a red cloth, which can ward off evil spirits and disasters!"

"Find a piece of red cloth to cover it!"

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment and said.

"Okay! I'll listen to you!"

Wang Fugui did not refute Zhang Fan, so he had to pull the white gauze from the mirror of the dressing table, take it to the living room, and replace it again.

About a few minutes later, Wang Fugui walked in with a wrinkled red sofa cushion in his hand.

"Brother Fan, I'm sorry, there is no red cloth outside, I only found this!"

Wang Fugui said helplessly.

"It's okay, as long as it's red!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

Wang Fugui covered the red sofa cushion on the mirror of the dressing table and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Fan, you know so much!"

Wang Fugui said with admiration.

"No, these are just some feng shui taboos in daily life. When I was a child, I often heard the old people talk about it, so I wrote down some of it."

Zhang Fan waved his hand and said.

"Fugui, you can rest here for a while first. I will walk around the house to see if there is anything wrong!"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and said.

"good!"

Wang Fugui heard the sound and replied.

At this time, Wang Fugui couldn't help but feel a little admiration for Zhang Fan in his heart.

To be honest, as a newcomer survivor, Zhang Fan is much more vigilant than himself. Although Wang Fugui has participated in the maze scene no less than four times, he is timid by nature and often cannot calm down and think.

In fact, he also has two relics on his body, which can summon two evil spirits to help, but because of his cowardice, he basically cannot exert the greatest power of evil spirits.

Now with Zhang Fan's help, he feels that he will survive this time.

.....

After Zhang Fan came to the living room, he looked at it carefully.

He is a very cautious person. In order to survive, he decided to check for unreasonable parts in the room in advance.

There is a lot of furniture in the living room, and the placement is very reasonable and there is no conflict with Feng Shui.

After confirming that these were fine, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to enter the master bedroom, he glanced inadvertently and suddenly saw a round mirror the size of a palm-sized mirror shattered under the corner behind the sofa.

"Another mirror?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a few seconds.

This is the second mirror he saw in the room.

The first side is the mirror of the dressing table, and the second side is this mirror.

Apart from these two mirrors, there are no other mirrors.

Something is wrong, I always feel that something is wrong here.

"I always feel like something is missing!"

Zhang Fan murmured to himself.

Just when he was confused, Wang Fugui walked out of the master bedroom and turned into the bathroom.

"Who is so immoral that he threw the clock behind the toilet!"

Wang Fugui's cursing words came from the bathroom.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan hurriedly walked in.

When he opened the bathroom door, Zhang Fan found that Wang Fugui was on the big size, and he was holding a clock in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was speechless. In this terrifying maze scene, you still have Yaxing to go to the toilet.

Zhang Fan did not disturb Wang Fugui. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw that there was no mirror on the sink, and it was empty.

At this moment, Zhang Fan finally remembered what he had missed.

In the bathroom, there is the most important place to have a mirror.

However, the two places where mirrors should not appear in the master bedroom and the living room actually have mirrors, but the bathroom does not, which is very strange.

Zhang Fan pondered for a while, then silently left the bathroom.

After about ten minutes, Wang Fugui walked out with a watch with a relaxed look on his face.

"I said I just wanted to see the time, but I didn't see the watch. It turned out to be put in the bathroom!"

Wang Fugui looked at the clock without blinking, and the constantly rotating seconds hand.

But just after he watched it for less than a minute, he suddenly screamed.

"Damn, look, this time that broke the watch has gone so fast. In less than a minute, it took almost half an hour to walk!"

Wang Fugui shouted.

When Zhang Fan heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment and quickly looked at it.

The time is now past 17:00 pm. When Zhang Fan stared at the clock for less than a minute, the clock suddenly turned 17:30.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's heart was faintly filled with unknown details, as if he had thought of something. He picked up the clock and turned his head and rushed into the master bedroom, came to the window, and opened the blue curtains.

The curtains opened, and Zhang Fan hurriedly looked out the window.

"not good!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan's pupils contracted rapidly and he shouted.

"Fugui, lock the door of the room!"
To be continued...