Chapter 289: Chapter 289

"-----There’s something unexpected in the junk room near the window on the second floor. Hurry up and take a look."

Su Yan frowned deeply as he read the words on the mirror’s surface.

Was it a creature from the Mirror World?

Or that Half-Step Epic Level Creature?

Lost in thought, Su Yan hesitated for a moment, then reached out to touch the mirror before him. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel•fire.net

His fingers slipped in smoothly.

Seeing this, Su Yan frowned even more, completely absorbed in thought.

Was the Mirror World originally involved with the ancient house incident, or was it simply because he had come to the ancient house that he attracted the entity’s attention?

Or perhaps, the suspected Half-step Epic Level Shadow Object actually came from the Mirror World, which was why it could appear and disappear without a trace?

Suddenly, his finger was repelled.

It couldn’t penetrate the surface anymore.

Simultaneously, the words on the mirror vanished.

Seeing this, Su Yan reached out his finger to touch the mirror again.

This time, however, he felt a hard, unyielding surface.

The mirror had reverted to ordinary glass; the connection between the two worlds had been severed.

"You’ve repeatedly connected the two worlds near me. What exactly is your purpose?"

"If possible, I hope we can talk."

"Perhaps we could even cooperate to help you achieve your goal faster."

Su Yan spoke to the mirror.

He didn’t know if the entity was still there or if it could hear him through the mirror.

He waited quietly for about ten seconds, but the mirror remained perfectly still, offering no response.

Clearly, the entity was gone.

Su Yan gave up trying to communicate.

He switched off the bathroom light and turned to leave.

Strangely, however, his reflection in the mirror didn’t mimic his actions of turning and walking out of the bathroom.

Instead, it remained motionless on the mirror’s surface, its eyes fixed on his retreating back...

After leaving the bathroom, Su Yan chose not to return to the living room.

Instead, following the hint from the mirror, he stealthily ascended the stairs.

He was very curious: what could the "unexpected thing" mentioned in the mirror’s message be?

A Half-step Epic Level Shadow Object?

Or perhaps a great treasure?

Mulling this over, Su Yan quickly reached the second floor.

He flicked the wall-mounted light switch, illuminating a spacious hall.

There was no furniture at all—only eight rooms, four on each side facing each other, and a half-open window.

The layout resembled a hotel: a long corridor flanked by parallel rooms, each with its own internal bathroom.

Su Yan walked towards the window, observing the rooms on both sides of the corridor as he went.

Each room door was tightly locked.

A noticeable layer of dust lay beneath each door, evidence that they hadn’t been cleaned in some time.

Su Yan reached the window and stopped.

His gaze swept over the rooms on both sides, but he couldn’t determine which was the junk room.

Why does the brightness of these two rooms seem different?

The room on the left seems dimmer than the one on the right.

Su Yan’s vision was exceptionally keen, and he noticed the light reflecting from the rooms on either side seemed uneven.

He turned and walked to the room on the left, stopping and reaching out to try the doorknob.

It wouldn’t open; it was locked.

But that didn’t matter; he could force his way in.

The next moment, CLICK!

Su Yan violently forced the lock.

The weak, pitiful, and helpless door couldn’t bear the strain and swung wide open.

He stepped into the room and turned on the light.

The scene that unfolded next left Su Yan utterly stunned.

The entire room was crammed with old, yellowed implements, all coated in a fine layer of dust, looking as if they had been exhumed from a grave.

Beyond that, a Puppet stood before the window, draped in a Death Shroud.

There was also a Thousand-Handed Guanyin and an All Living Beings Buddha Statue, both covered in fine cracks, alongside a somber bronze ancient coffin.

These items were all too familiar; Su Yan had seen at least half of them before.

Moreover, he had seen them all in the storage room of the tuck shop at Luo City Number One High School.

Could it be... that the Demonic Plant attack at Luo City Number One High School was connected to the owner of this ancient house?

Just as Su Yan was lost in thought, the aura of a Half-step Epic Level Shadow Object suddenly emanated from the bronze ancient coffin before him.

As the coffin lid trembled, a hoarse, ancient voice issued from within.

"Hao Xiao, I advise you not to be foolish! Those people are coming today. If you don’t release me, you will certainly die!"

"Release me, and I’ll tell you the whereabouts of your younger brother and sister!"

"Do you hear me? Hurry up and release me!"

As it spoke, the ancient voice grew increasingly agitated, laced with anger and resentment.

Evidently, it had been trapped in this bronze ancient coffin for a very long time; otherwise, it wouldn’t be so flustered and enraged.

Seeing that the thing in the coffin wouldn’t stop its tirade, Su Yan reluctantly responded, "You’re mistaken. I’m not Hao Xiao."

The entity in the coffin clearly heard that the voice responding was not the one it expected.

Su Yan replied coolly, "Guess."