Weird: You call this a daily anchor?

Chapter 142 Attraction
Now that he was face to face with the ghost, You Shiyi still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Almost, the talisman paper he was holding on to his fingertips was about to be thrown out and slapped on the face of this little devil.

But this impulse was eventually suppressed by him.

"Small, kid, you're pretty cute..."

With that said, You Shiyi swallowed his saliva.

The little ghost rolled his eyes, and the corners of his mouth, which had already reached the ears, lifted up again as if torn, and then he retracted his head, ignoring You Shiyi.

The talisman at the fingertips was used to guard against the ticket inspector and the driver, and after checking the tickets, they never looked at me again.

And the little ghost next to him, after a brief perception of its strength, and the high-transparency body that can be seen clearly with the naked eye, You Shiyi can judge that it does not pose any threat to him.

However, the experience of being so close to the ghost without being attacked made You Shiyi a little restless.

"Is it really what I thought before? With this ticket, the ghosts in the park won't hurt us..."

Although it is unbelievable, you can only accept this setting now.

"If this is the case, then the danger level of this paradise will be greatly reduced... No, it can't be so smooth, there must be some danger hidden in the dark that I haven't noticed..."

"For example... hurting these ghosts..."

Just when You Shiyi was about to draw out the talisman paper, his temples suddenly throbbed, as if he sensed some danger.

And when the previous team members wanted to attack these little devils, he also felt uneasy.

This kind of omen left You Shiyi in his mind.

The team members got into the car one after another, and You Shiyi hurriedly emphasized to each team member not to hurt the little ghosts around.

With the sound of Youshiyi's emphasis, the door slowly closed, and the little train began to speed up accompanied by cheerful music.

"Really! This train will not be affected by that weird space distortion! All the lines are exactly the same as those on the park map!"

Comparing the buildings and amusement facilities passing by outside the window, You Shi Yi slowly relaxed.

"Where's that clown... I might not be able to get on this train without him, didn't he keep up?"

"Wait... Is it my illusion, why is this car driving faster and faster?"

"Stop it! This is not the car to go to kindergarten!"

……

Originally, Du Haoyang planned to get on the small train after all the team members got on the train. Not to mention anything else, he could also protect one hand by the way and save himself effort.

Although Du Haoyang didn't feel tired at all until now.

However, these thoughts disappeared the moment before he was about to get in the car.

Just when he stepped on the train with one foot, a faint, strange fragrance floated into Du Haoyang's nose.

This made him very strange.

It stands to reason that after putting on the mask, there is nothing left but laughter and hearing.

And this clown suit gave him the ability to act.

But this sense of smell, Du Haoyang had never smelled anything before.

The sudden fragrance at this moment made Du Haoyang frowned.

"Any other changes I haven't noticed?"

This scent is very weird, Du Haoyang always felt that he had smelled it somewhere, but he always found the corresponding in his memory.

And this smell made Du Haoyang subconsciously withdraw his feet, and walked towards the place where the smell came from.

As if affected by the grotesque.

"Wait... this taste..."

Nose twitching, this fragrance seems to be very attractive to Du Haoyang, his pace gradually quickened, running on the road, overtaking the little train that had just started in the blink of an eye.

"This smell comes from there!"

Passing through alleys one after another, Du Haoyang kept shuttling between light and darkness.

Every time, it gets closer and closer to the place where the fragrance is emitted.

And Du Haoyang's footsteps became faster and faster, and the thoughts in his mind became more and more chaotic.

At this moment, the only thought left in his mind is to go to the birthplace of the fragrance, the sooner the better!

The body even thought about it first, and after Du Haoyang finally got used to the rhythm a little bit, it became even more difficult to control.

The little reason left made Du Haoyang realize that the situation was wrong.

He analyzed it in his head.

"My position is gradually approaching the position of that team!"

"They didn't reduce their staff, and they still maintained the previous confrontation... No, one person was very close to that grotesque!"

"Is it the soul-inducing incense? They lit the soul-inducing incense!"

"It's just, why, I can smell it from such a distance? Besides, I'm attracted by this thing... like a, like a grotesque?"

Du Haoyang felt like his brain was rusted, and he couldn't turn around at all.

Now he just wants to get to the origin of the fragrance, and then occupy this peculiar fragrance by himself.

The closer they got, the more clear the scent Du Haoyang could smell.

This also convinced Du Haoyang that this is indeed the smell of soul-inducing incense.

The greasy, sticky taste is not easily forgotten.

It's just that, unlike before, Du Haoyang didn't smell the disgusting feeling before. Instead, there was an...indescribably comfortable feeling?
Every time he took a breath, Du Haoyang felt that his limbs became more and more powerful!
Although there is only a hint of it, Du Haoyang can clearly feel it under the strong perception brought by the clown suit!
"It's like... I was strengthened by the soul-inducing incense..."

With a jerky mind, Du Haoyang poked his nose greedily, and ran into the next alley.

……

Snapped--

Even though ghosts appeared, the lights that were still stubbornly turned on suddenly went out.

"Everyone is alert...cough cough!"

As soon as Huang Dayong spoke, he was choked by the smoke floating around and coughed again and again.

"Why hasn't anyone come for so long... Can't we really be cannon fodder..."

Covering his mouth and resisting the feeling of wanting to vomit, Huang Dayong asked loudly into the smoke.

"How long can our soul-inducing incense last?"

"Report to the captain... At the current speed, it's no problem to last another dozen or 10 minutes!"

Huang Dayong breathed a sigh of relief at the response from the smoke.

"Two 10 minutes, how can we arrive in two 10 minutes..."

Huang Dayong's feet were a little sore, and he had maintained this posture for a while.

The breath of relief at this moment made Huang Dayong slightly relax his vigilance.

He slightly twisted his ankle, wanting to stand more firmly.

"broken!"

In the next moment after making the action, Huang Dayong's heart was full of alarm bells.

With just a tiny movement, Huang Dayong's body suddenly became unbalanced.

As if he couldn't control the situation under his feet at all, or as if the ground was tilting suddenly, Huang Dayong stepped forward completely uncontrollably, staggering as if he lost his balance, but ran towards his side quickly.

Just as Huang Dayong struggled to control his balance, another cry came from the smoke.

"Captain! It can't be done! The burning of the soul-inducing incense has accelerated! Maybe... 5 minutes now?"

(End of this chapter)