Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

Chapter 104 The Mirror World

Cold, dull, stiff... This is the truest portrayal of Zhang Zhao's heart at this moment.

At this time he lost the ability to move.

The originally seemingly normal black sandalwood bed became extremely terrifying at this moment, with waves of cold feeling coming from his body. The unknown supernatural power was eroding Zhang Zhao's body, tightly binding his whole body to the old wooden bed. They are stuck together and cannot be separated from each other.

At this moment, Zhang Zhao was like a piece of meat on a chopping board. He could only be slaughtered without the slightest ability to resist.

Under the erosion of the unknown supernatural power, Zhang Zhao's own supernatural abilities were directly suppressed and could not be used at all.

Also.

There was a terrifying figure standing next to the wooden bed he was lying on. It was the strange old man he had tested before.

The brown skin is covered with dark purple-red corpse spots. The skin on the body appears to be very loose, without any elasticity, and full of wrinkles. The black gown he is wearing has a retro feel and is not a modern clothing style.

The most terrifying thing is the old man's eyes.

There was no trace of black eyes or pupils, only the whites of the eyes were left, filling the entire eye sockets. It was a strange paleness, and the eyes revealed coldness, numbness, and deathly grayness...

The strange old man was standing next to the wooden bed, his figure very stiff, staring at Zhang Zhao on the wooden bed with his cold, empty, pale eyes.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, even though Zhang Zhao had rich experience in dealing with supernatural events, he still had an unnatural feeling in his heart, especially after his body was 'sticked' to the old wooden bed and unable to move. , this unnatural feeling became even more intense.

next moment.

The strange old man began to make some noise.

It stretched out its hand and grabbed Zhang Zhao's body on the wooden bed.

"Clap!"

The skinny palm directly grabbed one of Zhang Zhao's arms, and then a huge force emerged, and Zhang Zhao's arm was torn off by the weird old man.

Zhang Zhao did not put up any resistance during this process. His own supernatural powers had been suppressed, so he could only let the evil spirits attack.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of Zhang Zhao's broken arm. What is revealed is a strange substance. It looks a bit like some kind of wood, but also like a painting. It is also extremely strange.

"Sure enough, what Li Hui guessed is correct. The old man's killing pattern is indeed related to the wooden bed, but he doesn't know whether he has to lie on this wooden bed, or whether the action of lying down is the key to triggering the ghost's killing pattern. …”

Although his body could not move, Zhang Zhao's consciousness was not affected and he could still continue to think about the old man's actions.

Having his arm torn off did not cause him any pain. The body structure of these dead souls was different from that of ordinary people, and physical injuries did not cause them pain.

At this moment, Zhang Zhao's only hope is that Li Hui can take action in time and deal with the strange old man in one fell swoop. Only in this way can he survive, otherwise he is likely to be dismembered by the evil ghost.

Just as Zhang Zhao was thinking, the strange old man stretched out his palm again, and this time it was Zhang Zhao's other hand that was torn off.

But it's not over yet.

With almost no pause, Li Gui started to reach out for the third time after tearing off Zhang Zhao's two arms.

This time is different from the previous two times.

Li Gui directly strangled Zhang Zhao's neck.

"Crack!"

.........

the other side.

Li Hui started a new trial.

Gray paper dust was floating, and a figure who looked exactly like Li Hui appeared beside the old wooden bed. Then Li Hui thought, and the figure climbed onto the wooden bed like Zhang Zhao before and lay down directly.

During this process, Li Hui stared at the wooden bed without blinking, trying to see clearly what would happen after the figure lay down, and whether it would disappear like Zhang Zhao before.

Although the figure is a product derived from ghost paintings and does not possess the wisdom of a living person, it is a manifestation of the supernatural being controlled by Li Hui and has a certain connection with him, allowing Li Hui to sense the location of the figure at all times.

Under Li Hui's gaze.

The figure successfully lay down on the wooden bed.

However, the moment he lay down, he disappeared from Li Hui's eyes. It was so sudden, as if he had never appeared at all. Even Li Hui, who had been paying attention here, couldn't fully react for a while.

Even more than that.

In Li Hui's perception, an extremely strange phenomenon appeared. He could feel the presence of the figure, because it was the manifestation of the supernatural being he controlled.

"Unknown supernatural phenomenon..."

In Li Hui's perception of the ghost realm, the figure did not disappear. It was lying on the old wooden bed, but it could not be seen in Li Hui's sight. He even controlled another figure to move towards the wooden bed. You can't touch it even if you touch it, and even the hatchet in the figure's hand can't be struck.

"It can be sensed, but it cannot be touched or seen. There is not even any trace. Even the medium of the hatchet cannot trigger it."

Li Hui's gaze never changed, looking in the direction of the old wooden bed.

I saw the figure beside the wooden bed slowly retracting his hand from the bed, and in his other hand was holding the old hatchet.

Li Hui just tried to use the medium of triggering the hatchet to determine the disappearance of Zhang Zhao and the disappearing figure, but he failed. There were no traces left on the wooden bed, and all traces seemed to have been erased. generally.

Not even just the wooden bed, but the entire bedroom and even the entire ancient house seemed to be like this.

Li Hui once tried to let a shadow step on the place where Zhang Zhao stood before, hoping to trigger the medium of the old hatchet by stepping on the footprints, but it also failed. The medium could not be triggered, and all traces disappeared. Gone.

"Dissipated?"

Sudden.

Li Hui noticed that the figure that disappeared on the wooden bed had completely dissipated. It was his own supernatural manifestation. Everything about the figure was within Li Hui's perception.

Under his ghost realm perception, the figure had completely dissipated at this moment. The occurrence of this situation proved that the figure had just suffered some unbearable supernatural attack, so it dissipated.

"Is it possible that there are more than two ghosts in this bedroom?" At this time, this thought came to Li Hui's mind.

Because in the reflection of the bronze mirror, the strange old man was still wandering in the bedroom, and at the same time, the dull and stiff footsteps were heard and did not disappear. Therefore, Li Hui felt that it was very likely that the ghost that attacked Zhang Zhao and the figure was not this strange one. Old man, there is more than one ghost in this bedroom.

Li Hui didn't know whether this guess was correct, but one thing he knew very well was that the attack by the ghost was related to lying on the old black sandalwood bed.

"Wooden bed, old man, dressing table, bronze mirror, strange disappearance, evil ghost attack..."

For a while.

Li Hui's mind started to work quickly. He was trying to find the connection and find a way to restrain the evil ghost.

"and many more……"

"Bronze mirror? Old man? Wooden bed?"

Sudden.

Li Hui seemed to have thought of something.

He shifted his gaze to the old dressing table again, and after glancing at the scene in the bronze mirror, he decisively moved the dressing table in front of him.

Under his operation, the dressing table soon faced the direction of the old wooden bed, and the direction reflected by the bronze mirror on the dressing table also became the direction of the wooden bed.

Almost at the same time.

The scene in the bronze mirror changed.

The old black sandalwood bed was reflected in it, and there was a headless corpse lying on the wooden bed at the moment. Judging from the clothes on the corpse, it was Zhang Zhao who had disappeared before.

Besides.

Standing beside the old wooden bed was a figure, it was the strange old man. On the floor at the old man's feet were missing two arms and a young man's head.

The arms and head belonged to Zhang Zhao. At this time, he didn't seem to be dead, and his eyes were still moving, as if he was observing something.

Revenant souls like Zhang Zhao and others are even more alien than aliens. It is difficult to kill them. In a sense, the revenant souls already have a hint of ghost characteristics. In the world of the painting, they are almost impossible to kill and can only be suppressed. .

"Sure enough, the bronze mirror on the dressing table can reflect the strange old man's figure. Although it is only a manifestation of some kind of supernatural being, it also shows that it can reflect the old man's supernatural power!"

All of a sudden.

Li Hui understood everything.

The old man wandering around the bedroom reflected in the bronze mirror was just some kind of weird supernatural phenomenon. The real source of the ghost was actually standing next to the wooden bed.

Although it cannot be seen with the naked eye or touch its body, the evil ghost is indeed standing there, and the strange old man's killing pattern is related to the wooden bed. The moment he lies on the old wooden bed, he This is equivalent to triggering Li Gui's killing pattern!

After figuring out all this, the next thing to do is to try to imprison the evil ghost. As for how to touch the weird old man, Li Hui has already made some vague guesses.

next moment.

Li Hui took action.

He did not walk towards the old place in the bedroom, but tentatively stretched out his hand to the bronze mirror placed on the dressing table in front of him.

soon.

Something strange happened.

Without any resistance, Li Hui's palm stretched directly into the bronze mirror, as if there was another space inside the bronze mirror.

Then came arms, arms... and finally Li Hui's body. At this moment, he seemed to want to enter the bronze mirror with his whole body.

This weird bronze mirror on the dressing table inspired Li Hui a lot, making him realize that his inability to touch the weird old man was not because the supernatural power was not strong enough, but because the two were not in the same space at all.

There are only two ways to get to the place where the weird old man is.

An old wooden bed allows you to go to the supernatural space where the old man is by lying on the wooden bed, and the other is through a bronze mirror.

If this mirror can reflect the old man's figure, then it is very likely that it is also connected to the supernatural space where the old man is located. It is precisely because of this speculation that Li Hui tentatively stretched his hand towards the mirror. Unexpectedly, it actually reached in. Into the bronze mirror.

And just when most of Li Hui's body was not in the bronze mirror, the scene reflected in the mirror changed again.

The strange old man standing next to the bed slowly turned his head to this side at this moment, as if Li Hui's behavior attracted its attention.

The pale eyes made people shudder, revealing a coldness and giving people an extremely strange feeling.

But there are no unnecessary actions.

The weird old man just stared at Li Hui until his body was completely submerged in the bronze mirror.

The scene in the bronze mirror is exactly the same as the bedroom where Li Hui stayed before. The old wooden bed, the damaged tiles on the wall, the old-fashioned chandelier...

The only difference is the dresser.

There is no dressing table in the bedroom inside the bronze mirror. Instead, there is a floor-to-ceiling mirror as tall as one person.

The mirror is new, modern in style, and clearly different from the other older items in the room.

Such a modern-style floor-to-ceiling mirror placed in such a dilapidated room looks out of place and gives people a very weird feeling.

Standing in front of the floor-length mirror, Li Hui turned to look at the mirror behind him. What caught his eye was his own reflection, which was very clear and fundamentally different from the blur of a bronze mirror.

"Li...Li Hui?"

at this time.

A man's voice came over.

Looking through the sound, Li Hui found that the person speaking was the head belonging to Zhang Zhao on the floor. Just as he thought before, Zhang Zhao was not dead at this time, and he could even make sounds when his mouth opened and closed. Come.

"Li Hui, be careful of this ghost, it's very scary!"

Zhang Zhao was reminding Li Hui.

"That wooden bed is also a strange object. It has the effect of suppressing supernatural beings. As long as you lie on the bed, your own supernatural powers will fall into silence. It is precisely because of this that I became what I am now."

"The figure who looked exactly like you just now suddenly appeared on the wooden bed. Then he was attacked by the old man and disappeared on the spot."

At this moment, Zhang Zhao placed all his hopes on Li Hui, so he told everything he knew without any reservation.

The weird old man has no wisdom.

After pulling off Zhang Zhao's arms and head, he stopped attacking him, which also gave Zhang Zhao a chance to breathe.

In fact, Zhang Zhao had the possibility of putting his head back on his own, but after thinking for a moment, he did not act without permission.

The old wooden bed can suppress supernatural beings. Even if his head returns to the wooden bed at this moment, his own supernatural powers will fall into silence again before it is connected to his body.

Tread, tap, tap...

At the same time as Zhang Zhao was recounting, footsteps began to sound in the room. It was the strange old man who started to move towards Li Hui's position.

At the same time, Li Hui once again set his sights on the strange old man.

Then the palms waved.

A cold aura emerged, gray paper dust floated around, and then two figures appeared out of thin air next to Li Hui.