Meng Die’s face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she said coyly, "Oh, come on, don’t ask about that. It’s a very private personal matter."
Upon hearing this, Barefoot Immortal’s face looked extremely unpleasant, instantly viewing Rosen as a rival in love.
But just when the two thought it was merely a wallpaper of Rosen’s photo, things were far from that simple.
The image of Rosen on the wallpaper suddenly looked very pale, and his mouth actually moved, saying, "Both of you, when you see me again, I may no longer exist. This is the precious influence I left behind, yes, this is the final image before my death. What I want to tell you is, if this image appears in the mirror, then the one you see outside is no longer me."
The screen suddenly flooded with flashes of blood, while the sound was severely distorted, becoming somewhat unclear. Follow current novels on Nove1Fire.net
In the next moment, the screen turned entirely into static, and then, Rosen’s voice transformed into a bizarre opera tune.
Meng Die recognized it as the creepy background music from the horror movie "Mountain Village Corpse."
"Strange, strange, the mirror I bought was a limited edition. How could it malfunction just like that?" Meng Die was puzzled, raising her hand to tap the mirror surface.
The result was that the mirror flickered a few times, and suddenly the image returned.
But this time the image was truly terrifying, even Meng Die was frightened.
Rosen, who had previously looked pale, was now covered in blood, appearing in a dark tunnel, running for his life. He then came to the front of the camera and screamed at Meng Die, "Never! Take! Off! The black cloth! From the mirror!!!"
Each word was enunciated, and the atmosphere instantly became eerily tense.
After regaining her senses, Meng Die recoiled, her eyes wide, until her back hit the cold wall of the bathroom, realizing the seriousness of the situation.
"There’s a problem, a big problem! This rule anomaly is not as simple as it seems!"
Previously, Meng Die thought that the rule anomaly was just something Rosen, the director, casually made up. But now, seeing the inexplicable malfunction of the high-quality mirror she brought, she no longer believed it was merely a legend. It felt more like a real image, projecting from Hell onto the mirror in reality.
Meng Die had to question whether the Rosen director outside was still her idol.
"No, if my idol is really in trouble, or if something has happened, I can’t sit by and do nothing!"
Meng Die immediately thought of running down the corridor outside the room for dear life.
At the speed of a hundred-meter dash, she finally caught up with the swaying Rosen in the corridor.
"Frightened, frightened, scared, scared."
At this moment, Rosen was mumbling something vaguely.
Meng Di immediately stepped up, grabbed Rosen’s shoulder, and pulled him toward her, making him face her.
"Sis, would you like a sausage?" Rosen suddenly asked.
"Sure, give me one that’s medium rare." Caught off guard, Meng Die replied.
"Alright, here’s your medium rare sausage!"
Rosen’s face suddenly turned fierce, raising the fruit knife in his hand, ready to swing it down at himself.
Meng Die was terrified at the sight and quickly grabbed the fruit knife from Rosen, speaking repeatedly, "I don’t want it, I don’t want it, really."
Rosen’s earlier actions had truly scared her.
Barefoot Immortal happened to arrive at this moment, panting, "Meng Die, were you a sprint champion before? You ran so fast, you wore me out."
Meng Die had no mood to care about Barefoot Immortal, simply saying, "Look, isn’t Director Rosen acting strange?"
"What’s strange about him? Let me test it." Barefoot Immortal said as he stepped forward.