Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

Chapter 103 The Disappearing Person

"The evil ghost is coming out!"

The lobby on the first floor of the ancient house.

All the eyes of the dead souls were looking inside the two open doors. The slightly dim environment could not completely block their sight, and everything in the room was reflected in their eyes.

The first thing that attracted attention was the room that Yang Xiao had explored. It was also the first to hear movement. The slightly stiff footsteps were dull and followed a special pattern, and they began to approach the outside of the room.

With everyone's attention.

The scene in the room suddenly changed.

At some point, a tall figure appeared in the center of the room, next to the red coffin, and was walking out of the hall outside the room.

It was a man with a bare upper body and a pair of gray trousers on his lower body. He was very tall, over two meters tall, and his appearance was extremely terrifying.

The man's exposed body was covered with scars caused by unknown sharp objects. There were many wounds, some were very shallow, but most of the wounds were deep enough to show the bone.

What's even weirder is that the wounds show no signs of scarring. The skin and flesh are turned outwards and intertwined with each other, making them look very hideous and terrifying.

Besides.

There was no blood flowing out of the wounds on the tall man's body, and the skin and flesh were different from the flesh and blood of normal people. They were actually black, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

Compared with the wounds on the body.

The man's face is even more terrifying!

There were no facial features on his face at all, only a black blood hole, which looked like his face had been chopped off alive with a knife.

Tatata!

The tall man kept walking.

Walking towards the hall where the dead souls are.

As the man approached, a cold breath began to spread in the hall, and there was also a faint smell of corpses.

Compared with this terrifying-looking tall man, the scene in the other room was undoubtedly much better.

Although the environment in the room was equally dark and there were ghosts inside, the appearance of the ghosts was not scary.

There was also a coffin placed in the center of the room, but it was black with the word "Die" written on it, which looked eerie and strange.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman in white clothes, who looked to be in her thirties, with her hair disheveled, walked out of the black coffin. Looking at the direction she was heading, it was also the lobby on the first floor of the ancient house.

If Li Hui were here at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize that the middle-aged woman looked exactly the same as the illusory ghost who had been suppressed by him.

The only difference between the two is that the figure of the fierce ghost suppressed by Li Hui is illusory, like a projected figure, while the middle-aged woman in the room on the first floor is extremely real.

The tall man and the middle-aged woman were obviously not human beings, but real ghosts. Because a certain rule in the ancient house was triggered, they all had to walk out of the room at this moment.

It's even more than that.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xiao and other dead souls turned their attention to the small room at the far end of the hall on the first floor. There was no door in that room. Judging from some of the objects revealed, it seemed that it belonged to this ancient house. Kitchen, because they can clearly see the corner of the stove.

There was also movement coming from the kitchen.

It was a sound like someone was pulling something, or like someone crawling on the ground. But the strange thing was that Yang Xiao and other dead souls did not see the ghost, and the sound only echoed in the kitchen, as if He had no intention of coming out of the hall.

"It seems that we only need to deal with those two ghosts for the time being."

A dead soul spoke.

Although the tall man and the middle-aged woman walked out of the hall where they were, the faces of the dead souls did not show the slightest fear. At most, they only showed a trace of solemnity. Obviously, they did not think that they were in their hearts. The others were unable to suppress the two fierce ghosts.

"These are probably the ghosts on the first floor. I wonder if Li Hui's target is among them, and there are also the second floor of the ancient house..."

"With Li Hui's strength, he has been up there for so long and there is no news. There is no news from other people searching the second floor. It seems that the situation on the second floor is far more dangerous than the first floor!"

A dead soul spoke such words.

From beginning to end, they never forgot the purpose of waiting for others.

The reason why they appeared in this ancient house was entirely because Li Hui was looking for a certain ghost, and they were helping to search for traces of the supernatural.

But they didn't know what physical characteristics or abilities Li Hui was looking for, so the dead souls didn't know whether the three ghosts on the first floor of the ancient house had what Li Hui was looking for. .

Tread, tap, tap...

While thinking.

The middle-aged woman in white with a dull face, and the tall and terrifying figure all walked out of the room and came to the hall.

Almost as soon as they stepped out of the door, all the dead souls in the hall started to act, as if they had discussed it in advance, and attacked the two ghosts at the same time.

The cold supernatural aura was spreading, the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped a lot, and the already dark environment became even more gloomy.

Yang Xiao's slightly indifferent eyes were focused on the tall man. His body did not move, but a strange aura began to spread on Li Gui's body.

This is the ghost dream that Yang Xiao controls. It is very scary. It is precisely because of this ability that he has the title of "Nightmare Yang Xiao" in the supernatural circle.

Attacks driven by other revenants followed.

Many of them have the same long-range attack capabilities as Yang Xiao. Some kind of supernatural curse affects the ghosts, and some of the souls' abilities require direct contact to work.

The supernatural is infecting and the weirdness is spreading. The whole body of this part of the dead souls has become extremely cold at this moment. From the outside, they seem to be no different from real ghosts.

Then they quickly approached the ghost and began to attack the ghost who looked like a middle-aged woman in white and the tall and scary ghost...

at the same time.

Inside a bedroom on the second floor of an ancient house.

It seemed that only Li Hui and Zhang Zhao existed in this bedroom, as well as the suppressed and slightly illusory ghost, and nothing else.

But the actual situation was not like this. There were dull and stiff footsteps in the dim environment, echoing around.

The owner of the footsteps was the strange old man wearing a black gown.

Its figure was not revealed. Not only could it not be seen with the naked eye, it could not even be sensed by the ghost realm. However, it was reflected in the bronze mirror on the dressing table. The movement of the old man could be determined by observing the bronze mirror.

At first, the strange old man was moving in the direction where Li Hui was, but after walking halfway, he changed his direction and started walking back and forth in the bedroom.

This sudden change seems to be because neither Li Hui nor Zhang Zhao triggered the old man's killing pattern and did not meet the conditions for being attacked by evil spirits, so the old man wandered around the bedroom and did not attack Li Hui or the others.

During this period, both Li Hui and Zhang Zhao tried to suppress the old man, but they all ended in failure.

No matter Zhang Zhao's shadow attack, the slashing of the hatchet, the suppression of the coffin nails, or the supernatural power of the bus, they could not have any impact on the strange old man in the bedroom, and they could not touch the old man's body at all.

Even the cursed medium of the old hatchet failed to trigger!

It stands to reason that the old man had been lying on that old wooden bed for a long time, and the wooden bed should have traces left by the old man.

But when the figure holding the hatchet put the other palm on the wooden bed, preparing to dismember the old man through the medium of the hatchet, he found that the medium of the hatchet could not be triggered at all, as if there was no such thing as the old man's body on the wooden bed. Traces are average.

The situation in front of him seemed to be extremely unfavorable to Li Hui. He tried his best but could not even touch the old man's body, as if it did not exist in the world at all.

After all, even a shadow, as long as it has supernatural power, cannot completely ignore all attacks from Li Hui and the others.

"This situation is as if the old man is in another time and space, but it is more like a weird projection, but the footsteps are real, it is really weird!"

Zhang Zhao said with a solemn expression.

His eyes were the same as Li Hui's, looking at the bronze mirror on the dressing table, because only that mirror reflected the old man's figure.

Through the bronze mirror, it can be clearly seen that the strange old man is very close to Li Hui's position at this moment, only about one meter apart. With such a short distance, it seems that he can touch the other person's body with just one stretch of his hand.

However, Li Hui did not do this, because he had already tried it before, not only with the figures derived from the ghost paintings, but also with the old man himself, but the end result was the same, and he could not touch the other person at all.

As Zhang Zhao said, the old man's weirdness is far beyond imagination.

For a while.

Even Li Hui felt like he didn't know where to start.

In fact, he is not afraid of encountering a very scary ghost. After all, with a coffin nail in his hand, no matter how scary the ghost is, he can knock it down with just one nail. But when he encounters such a complex ghost that cannot touch the body at all, the coffin will The ability to nail seems very useless.

"Find a way to lure this evil spirit out!"

After thinking for a moment, Li Hui said to Zhang Zhao: "The strange old man in front of me is like some kind of supernatural manifestation. In other words, it seems to have no entity at this moment, but there are exceptions to everything."

"I guess that the body of the weird old man will appear the moment he attacks someone. We can seize that moment of opportunity to restrain him!"

At this moment, Li Hui thought of the supernatural story of Yang Jian's first visit to Dadong City in the original work.

At that time, Yang Jian encountered an extremely strange ghost whose body was connected to a red bench. The ghost would only appear when a person sat on the red stool and triggered its killing pattern.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Jian and the others succeeded in nailing the fierce ghost to death.

The emergence of this idea greatly inspired Li Hui. After all, every ghost has an almost specific supernatural rule. Only by following the supernatural rules can we deal with supernatural beings better!

"You mean, use myself as a bait, and then actively trigger the evil ghost's killing pattern, and then take action to restrain the evil ghost at the moment it takes action?"

Zhang Zhao has a lot of experience in supernatural events, and he realized the meaning of Li Hui's words almost instantly.

"Yes." Li Hui nodded, but his eyes did not shift for a moment, and he was still staring at the bronze mirror on the dressing table.

He didn't think Zhang Zhao would refuse his proposal, because this was the best way at the moment.

The fact was exactly what Li Hui thought. After a short period of thinking, Zhang Zhao agreed to Li Hui's plan.

But there is still a mystery plaguing the two of them.

Zhang Zhao said: "But we don't know what the strange old man's killing patterns are. The killing patterns of each evil ghost are different, and some are all weird. We can't try to pass them one by one, right?"

"It does not need!"

Li Hui's eyes suddenly moved away from the bronze mirror on the dressing table, looked at the old wooden bed on the other side of the bedroom, and continued: "You try lying on that wooden bed."

"The weird old man was lying on the wooden bed from the beginning. Although I am not sure at this time, I cannot rule out whether his killing pattern is related to the bed or the action of lying down."

Li Hui just finished speaking.

Zhang Zhao on the side began to take action.

He quickly walked to the edge of the old black sandalwood bed, climbed up directly, and lay down on the wooden bed under Li Hui's gaze.

Almost the moment Zhang Zhao lay down, his vision changed.

The surrounding scene quickly became blurry, and soon everything in the bedroom disappeared. Whether it was the old furniture or the dilapidated scene, even Li Hui's figure disappeared together. In Zhang Zhao's sight.

At this moment, it seemed like the only thing left in the world was this old black wooden bed and Zhang Zhao lying on it.

No, it's not just him...

At this moment, Zhang Zhao seemed to suddenly feel something. His head twisted slightly and his eyes looked to the other side.

I don’t know when.

Next to the wooden bed he was lying on stood a stiff figure. Zhang Zhao knew this person, it was the strange old man!

And on the other side.

What Li Hui saw was completely different from what Zhang Zhao saw. In his sight, Zhang Zhao disappeared from under his nose the moment he lay down.

Very abrupt.

There are no signs.

Zhang Zhao's body disappeared the moment he lay on the wooden bed. Not only did it disappear from Li Hui's sight, but even his ghost realm could not sense Zhang Zhao's existence.

But the dull, stiff footsteps in the room still existed, and the figure of the strange old man was still reflected in the bronze mirror on the dressing table, lingering in the bedroom.