Yang Jian could be certain that the ghost following Zhang Wei had come out of the Ghost Mirror.
Through several dangerous tests earlier, he had basically confirmed that there were ghosts inside the mirror—and more than one. There were a great many of them.
The palm-print-like bruises on his arm were the best proof.
However, under the current circumstances, the ghosts inside the mirror did not seem able to come out easily, except for the ghost identical to Zhang Wei.
"Is it really okay to just stand here? I won't suddenly end up inside the mirror like my eldest cousin Shangguan Yun, will I?" Zhang Wei looked calm, but inside, he was panicking like crazy.
If Yang Jian had not been standing beside him, he would have been shouting as he ran away.
Because a ghost had already appeared in the mirror.
It looked exactly like Zhang Wei, except its face was deathly pale without a trace of blood. The one in the mirror slowly walked in from the direction of the front door, stiff and straight.
Yet when they turned around, there was nothing behind them.
This was a ghost that existed only inside the mirror.
"No. Your movements don't match those of the ghost in the mirror, so it can't replace you. I need to try something else now," Yang Jian said. "You just need to stand still."
Out of trust, Zhang Wei could only grit his teeth and stand motionless before the mirror.
Yang Jian's real purpose was to let the ghost fully enter the Ghost Mirror and see exactly how it had left the mirror.
If this ghost could leave, then the other ghosts inside the mirror could leave too.
The atmosphere around them became oppressive.
In the dim room, the Republican Era-style mirror faced the