Was that the ghost's true appearance?
Or was this merely one of its forms? Before this, it had clearly looked like Shangguan Yun.
This was a ghost that could freely change its appearance.
But no matter how it changed, the figure inside the mirror was undoubtedly the ghost.
So the ghost had been following Zhang Wei from the start. But he messed around in front of the mirror all night—how did he survive? Was it because he slapped his own face swollen? Yang Jian thought.
But as the person in the mirror slowly approached from afar, Yang Jian suddenly noticed that the figure inside the mirror had begun to change.
Its appearance gradually turned into Miao Xiaoshan's. Its clothes and attire changed along with it.
It had not even reached the mirror yet.
Yet the ghost that had resembled Zhang Wei had already completely transformed into Miao Xiaoshan. Petite and somewhat adorable, it no longer bore the slightest trace of its former appearance.
The only difference from a normal person was probably its complexion.
That bloodless, pale face and those eyes devoid of even a trace of human emotion made it look nothing like a normal person. It was like an emotionless puppet.
"Yang Jian~!"
Miao Xiaoshan was too shocked to say anything. She turned around and looked at him with terrified eyes.
The ghost in the mirror had become her.
And it was slowly approaching, overlapping with her reflection in the mirror.
"Keep doing what you're doing. Leave the rest to me," Yang Jian said gravely.
"O-Okay." Even her voice trembled, and her fingers shook as she continued writing on the glass.
She almost dared not open her eyes to look at herself in the mirror.
"Cousin, don't move around. Everything will be fine. We have to trust Yang