Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

The bronze mirror was covered with dust, but Lin Huai could still clearly see the red figure standing behind him.

She had long black hair that fell straight down. On his body is a bright red dress.

The woman tilted her head, looked at him, and seemed to be smiling.

Lin Huai quickly turned around!

"Tsk."

What appeared in front of him was still the empty and gray backstage.

There is moonlight shining through the windows and inside. The entire row of costumes was bathed in light like this.

He waited a long time, but nothing happened.

Lin Huai closed his eyes and turned around again. When he opened his eyes and looked at the bronze mirror, the woman in red appeared again!

At first, she was only as high as Lin Huai's rib, but this time, she had reached Lin Huai's shoulder!

"Wow, wow..."

A strange friction sounded from behind him. Lin Huai stared at the woman in the bronze mirror and turned back suddenly!

Behind him, there is still nothing!

This time, he looked at the aisle carefully, but still found nothing. When he observed the aisle, the red paper figure that was originally attached to his back also climbed up carefully along his back.

Its target seems to be the artery at Lin Huai's neck!

Lin Huai turned around again. He put the collection of poems and elbows on the table, resting his fingers on his forehead, as if contemplating.

The moment he raised his eyes, the woman in red in the mirror appeared again!

Now she seems to have stood up. She stood behind Lin Huai, twisted her neck, opened her mouth wide, revealing sharp teeth.

She seemed to be about to bite Lin Huai's neck!

At the same time, Lin Huai turned around again.

"Oh, so it's you who is behind my back." He said blankly.

And Lin Huai came face-to-face with a red paper figurine:  …

The corners of the paper figurine's cracked mouth were also slightly stiff, and it didn't seem to expect—

Lin Huai turned his head around without turning his body!

One person and one piece of paper looked at each other, and the scene was once very embarrassing. After being silent for a while, the paper figurine climbed down quietly and heartily along Lin Huai's back.

"Huh." Lin Huai said, "I've come here, want to run?"

His arm folded back in an instant, grabbing the paper figurine from his back mercilessly!

"squeak--!!"

The paper man struggled in his hands, his entire body twisted into a ball.

After realizing that it couldn't escape, it made a sharp accusation: "What the **** are you!!"

"I should be asking you this, right?" Lin Huai said.

He picked up the paper figurine and put it in front of him. After looking at it carefully, Lin Huai said, "It's a very bright red color. You have good skills. Have you eaten a lot of people?"

The paper figurines who can drain the blood of human beings are trembling in Lin Huai's hands at this moment. Lin Huai took it and shook it, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Since that's the case, you still have some use..."

"What do you want me to do for you?" the paper man made a sharp voice, "I tell you, don't think..."

Lin Huai: "Don't think why, oh..."

He shrugged, glanced at the paper man and smiled: "What do you think I'm going to do with you?"

After he finished speaking, he unfolded the paper figurine emotionlessly and pasted it onto the dusty mirror.

paper man:……

"Ah-ah-ah-"

It kept uttering distorted screams under Lin Huai's hands, but Lin Huai's heart was as hard as stone.

He wiped slowly but firmly, and the paper figure screamed with force and twist.

That night, under the man's hands, its body was unfolded, folded, twisted, rubbed, tossed to and fro... until its voice became hoarse, until it went from scolding to begging for mercy, until it cried , also dying.

A living Specter was wiped by him alive and wiped the bronze mirror. It can be said that those who heard it wept, and those who saw it were sad, which was extremely inconsistent with ghostism.

Like a broken doll, the paper figurine was crumpled into a ball by Lin Huai and threw to the ground. Lin Huai also stepped on it by the way to prevent it from escaping.

He not only toyed with the paper man's body, but also trampled on its dignity. It was as if this paper man was just something in his palm.

After finishing all this, he looked at the mirror that had been polished again.

In the mirror, his face was reflected. Fair and smooth skin, a pointed chin, a graceful nose, peach blossom eyes, and a slightly evil and gloomy temperament...

No matter from which point of view, no matter where it is placed, this person must be an outstanding, pleasing beauty.

However……

That is clearly the face of his body as a ghost!

Lin Huai's eyes turned cold the moment he saw the mirror.

The young man in the mirror also made the same action as him.

"呲..." He gritted his teeth and made a soft voice, "What is this, the Mirror of Reality?"

The man in the mirror did the same thing as him.

He put his face in front of the mirror, and the people in the mirror also moved towards him. Across a layer of cold mirror, they touched each other's nose tips.

It wasn't until this moment that Lin Huai realized that the scenery behind him in the mirror was different from the scenery behind him.

The mirror reflected not only his body, but also the clean and bright interior. In the warm, sunny interior, more than a dozen members of the troupe went back and forth, busy as if they were packing something.

In the mirror, he was wearing a bright red costume and a gorgeous hair crown that had not been removed. There are still traces of color on his face, like a Hua Dan who has just stepped off the stage and is still removing makeup.

——The protagonist of Juzhuang, Zhou Ying, is also a Huadan.

"What is this?" He put his hand on the bronze mirror, "Women's cosplay?"

The moment his hand touched the bronze mirror, a burst of water ripples bloomed from his fingertips.

"Main quest: Juzhuang - "Dong Li" has started."

"Entering the mirror, playing the role of the Huadan 'Zhou Ying', completing the series of supporting tasks of "Dong Li", and finally completing the performance of the drama "Dong Li"."

"Wait, wait." Lin Huai struggled to make his own voice when he noticed the suction coming from the mirror, "I don't know how to sing—"

Before he could protest the next sentence of "I don't want to disguise as a woman", the suction from the mirror had completely pulled him into the mirror.

"I'm squatting..." This was Lin Huai's last thought, "Do I want women's clothes again..."

The backstage, which had been a little more youthful because of him, returned to silence again.

The dust slowly hovered and floated in the moonlight. After Lin Huai disappeared, the paper figurine who had been stepped on by him also trembled to get up.

Before it could get up, a white hand caught it.

"Hey..."

"He doesn't like you." The owner of the hand said lightly, "Go back to the window and don't disturb him."

The owner of the hand seems to be the owner of the entire Juzhuang. After hearing these words, the paper man nodded sharply, and then, tremblingly, it climbed onto the window paper, serenely acting as its physical wallflower.

The owner of the hand sat on the stool that Lin Huai once sat on. Lin Huai's cold body temperature seemed to remain on the seat cushion. It turned its head and looked at itself in the mirror, brushing its long hair expressionlessly.

After a while, it closed its eyes and looked in the direction of the rack where the row of costumes was hung.

The white costume that Lin Huai had praised was quietly hanging in the moonlight.

"It's ashes, it's a pity, isn't it..."

It lightly repeated Lin Huai's unintentional words and smiled abruptly.

"A Specter, not... It's almost a virus, sha." It smiled, "It's a pity... After taking away humans, did your strength also go down a level?"

It looked at the cold moonlight all over the ground, and went down slowly and at a time, combing its own hair.

Lin Huai opened his eyes amid the commotion.

The first person to appear in the mirror was himself—and he still maintained his appearance as a Specter.

The people in the backstage were still chirping and seemed to be discussing.

"That General You is really called that arrogant. When he makes a move, it is the servants who bring tea and water to us, and they are all golden coins!"

"For a whole month, this General You has been coming non-stop! Tomorrow I will also serve in front of me, and I will be blessed!"

"Our luck is small, and some people's luck is big..."

"I heard that he came here to see Yingguan..."

"This person is really incomparable. This time, she can be regarded as a phoenix flying on the branch."

"Flying on a branch or falling into the water is not necessarily the case! The so-called You General was recruited from the mountain bandits. Relying on the name of a general, he ran rampant everywhere, and he was lecherous. He killed the concubine. I don't know yet. How many are there!"

The final high-pitched voice came from a painted woman who also seemed to be one of the star performers. While combing her hair, she gritted her silver teeth and looked at the back in front of the mirror sitting in the corner: "嘁!"

When she saw that the hand of the person at the center of the topic was shaking slightly, she also showed a happy smile that suppressed the opponent's success.

However, she didn't know the reason why Lin Huai's wrist was shaking.

Not because I heard about the fate that "Zhou Ying" will face next, nor because I found evidence on the desktop that Zhou Ying and a poor scholar seemed to have a private relationship, but because...

He was again excited by this scene, Fujiang ptsd.

"...Is this a world where all the members go against the Soviet Union..." He murmured, looking at himself in costume in the mirror, "I am a man, not a female Jiao'e... After all, Why do you want me to play Zhou Ying..."

He frowned and buried his head deeply on the table.

"My body is so heavy, my head is so heavy, I feel like I can't lift it..." He made such a painful voice.

It wasn't just his head that couldn't be lifted up, but also the beaded crown on his head that he didn't know how to handle. The system (or the female ghost) kindly gave him long, straight black hair, which was being twisted in the crown at the moment, causing him to collapse.

A servant saw that his face was wrong and walked towards him: "Yingguan, you..."

Lin Huai turned his expressionless face to him.

The little servant didn't seem to realize that in the position that originally belonged to Hua Dan, now a beautiful man (Lin Huai: macho) who was completely different from her was sitting. He seemed to have a good relationship with the original owner, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Lin Huai rolled her eyes: "Who is my stylist?"

Servant: ?

Lin Huai: "Who is my life assistant?"

Servant: ?

"What, I'm a star anyway, I don't even have a life assistant..." He lay on the table and made a dull voice.

"How can you……"

"Yo," the woman who had ridiculed him walked over with her arms on her hips, "why don't you say anything? Are you arrogant and look down on us people? Don't think you can just fly on the branches..."

Lin Huai looked at her.

What appeared in front of him was a beautiful woman. She seemed to have taken off the hair accessories on her head and was only wearing a costume. She raised her nose and eyes at him: "Why are you looking at me?"

Lin Huai: "Look at how smooth your hair is."

woman:……

I don't know why, after he said this, the woman's face turned slightly red: "You..."

Lin Huai pointed to his head: "Can you fix this head for me?"

Woman: "Are you sick?"

... It looks like I can't get help from this person. Lin Huai thought for a while, and suddenly picked up a knife.

"Ah!" the woman screamed, and she took a full step back. "What are you doing?!"

Her cry attracted everyone in the room. Under the terrified eyes of everyone, Lin Huai grabbed the knife and was about to cut off a strand of his hair that was entangled in the crown.

"Ying, Yingguan!" a man called out, "I know you don't like him, but you don't have to..."

"She's going to... shave it home!"

"Oh my God! Go and call the head teacher!"

Lin Huai, who sparked a discussion: I just want to deal with my hair.

In front of everyone's eyes, he turned to the stunned woman: "What's your name?"

Woman: "My name is Xiuyan."

Lin Huai: "...I didn't ask your name."

After the chicken-and-duck conversation, he frowned and continued to work on his hair.

Maybe it was too lucky, or maybe it was pushed by some invisible pusher. By some coincidence, his hair was untied without cutting it with a knife.

Lin Huai put the hair crown on the table and let out a sigh of relief. He looked at himself in the mirror and felt that after the seal of the hair crown was lifted, his mood was much lighter.

Just when he was about to take off his clothes, the voice of a servant came from outside the house.

"Yingguan! The class master is looking for you!"

"Agent?" Lin Huai turned around, "Why is the agent looking for me?"

At the same time, a rich man walked in angrily.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong!"

The suddenly staunch Lin Huai: ...?

Then, everyone present heard the voice of Yingguan, who was sitting in front of the dressing table and had always been aloof and indifferent.

The beauty in the red costume opened her red lips lightly, and unexpectedly spit out the following seven words.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"