Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

Chapter 39 Portrait

There are many ghost slaves on the streets.

At a glance, all around were ghost slaves with expressionless faces, empty eyes, and body spots covered with corpses. Their bodies are stiff and cold, with an inexplicable dead silence.

According to the words of 'Igawa Sakuragi'.

The ghost painting incident broke out in the island country three months ago.

At that time, the ghost domain almost covered the entire city. Many people were accidentally involved in this supernatural incident, and were finally attacked by the ghost inexplicably.

At the beginning, there were a lot of ordinary people in the ghost paintings. However, in the past three months, the ghosts have been killing people non-stop, which has led to a sharp decrease in the number of survivors. Some of the dead have turned into ghost slaves and wandered around the city. .

Anyone else, even a ghost controller, would find it difficult when faced with so many ghost slaves surrounding them, and they might even be consumed alive here.

Because even ghost slaves are also possessed of supernatural powers, ordinary ghost controllers simply cannot deal with such a large number of ghost slaves. They will be the first to be unable to withstand it and the evil ghosts will revive.

But Li Hui had no such concerns at all.

The existence of the tattoo on his mobile phone prevented him from worrying about the ghost's resurrection, so before the ghost slaves could gather around him, he took the lead in speeding up his pace and rushed towards the wooden house at the end of the road.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!

It is useless no matter how many ghost slaves are suppressed, but as long as the source ghost is dealt with and the supernatural beings are suppressed, the remaining ghost slaves will become ordinary corpses without the support of supernatural power.

The ghost slaves who surrounded him were unable to resist Li Hui's footsteps.

He was rampaging all the way, and the ghost slave who touched his body was like being hit by a high-speed car. He flew out directly and fell to the ground without moving.

"If I guess correctly, the tall figure in the wooden house is the source of the ghost. The premise is that there is only one ghost in the wooden house."

Li Hui was not far from the wooden house. As his actions accelerated, he soon came to the door of the wooden house. A musty smell of rotten wood stimulated his sense of smell.

Bang~!

Li Hui's actions were straightforward and without any thought of wasting time, he directly kicked open the wooden door in front of him.

The moment the door was kicked open, a gust of wind suddenly blew out from the door, with a kind of coldness, making the surrounding environment darker and darker. Even Li Hui couldn't see everything around him clearly, and his vision was affected. .

"Clap!"

at the same time.

A stiff palm grabbed Li Hui's shoulder, and he suddenly felt a chill in his body, but that was all. The supernatural curse on the palm was blocked by the bus driven by Li Hui, and could not affect Li Hui. causing any substantial harm to Hui's body.

next moment.

Li Hui reached out and grabbed the palm on his shoulder. The huge force actually broke the bones of the palm protruding from the wooden house. This was a collision between supernatural beings. Obviously, it belonged to a bus. The supernatural has the absolute upper hand.

boom!

Then Li Hui raised his foot and kicked.

In the darkness, a figure flew out in response and hit the innermost wooden wall hard. Its wrist was twisted. There was no movement for a long time, and it became mysteriously silent.

As the evil ghost was suppressed, the originally dark environment in the wooden house changed. His line of sight was no longer blocked, and Li Hui could clearly see the scene inside the wooden house.

There are not many things on the first floor of the wooden house. There is a wooden round table and a few chairs in the middle. They are all decayed now.

In addition, there is an offering table placed at the end of the hall, with a black and white photo of the deceased on it. There is an incense burner in front of the photo, and a candlestick on each side, but there are no burning incense and candles.

The incense has been burned, and all the ashes left behind are in the incense burner.

Because the environment is too humid, all the incense ash has condensed together, looking like gray soil from a distance.

The same is true for the candlesticks on both sides. There are many candle wax residues on them after burning candles. It seems that no one has taken care of them for a long time, and the candle wax has become black and moldy.

"Isn't that fierce ghost that attacked me the source of these ghost slaves?"

After throwing a few punches and knocking away some ghost slaves who were close to him, Li Hui set his sights on the ground in the hall on the first floor of the wooden house.

Like the entire wooden house, the wooden boards laid on the ground on the first floor were also damp and moldy. Some places were completely rotten, exuding a strong smell of decayed wood.

At this moment, inside the wooden house, lying on the ground next to the altar table, was a terrifying figure with a severely distorted body.

Its skin was pale, its body was lifeless, and its limbs, including its body, were irregularly twisted and deformed, making it look extremely terrifying.

Under the supernatural suppression of the bus, the ghost himself fell into silence, but the ghost slaves on the street were still surrounding him in a steady stream. This also proved that the source of those ghost slaves was not the one on the floor of the hall.

"That's right. Although this fierce ghost is not short, it is far less than two meters tall."

Li Hui thought that he had seen a figure walking in the darkness in the wooden house before when he was approaching the wooden house. It was a tall figure more than two meters tall.

This also shows that there is more than one ghost in the wooden house.

Tatata!

Thinking of this, Li Hui stepped into the wooden house. The wooden boards on the floor of the hall on the first floor seemed to be a little overwhelmed at this moment, and they made "creak, creak" sounds from time to time when he stepped on them.

Strangely enough, the moment Li Hui stepped into the wooden house, the ghost slaves that had been surrounding him immediately stopped, as if they had lost their target of action in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost slaves on the street began to gradually disperse. Some re-entered the buildings on both sides of the road, while others continued to wander on the streets, but none of the ghost slaves followed Li Hui into the old-fashioned house. Wooden plank building.

It is as if this wooden house is a forbidden area for all ghost slaves. Some kind of rules restrict them so that they cannot, or dare not, step in...

After entering the wooden house, Li Hui first came to the dead ghost who had fallen into silence, and reached out to lift him up from the ground.

The seemingly heavy Li Gui seemed to be weightless in Li Hui's hands, and his body was lifted effortlessly by him, just like an ordinary object.

After doing all this, Li Hui looked at the internal environment of the wooden house more carefully.

The first thing that caught his eye was the black and white photo of the deceased placed on the altar table.

Inside the portrait is a photo of a gray-haired old man. His face is covered with wrinkles and he is wearing a piece of clothing unique to the island country.

From the outside, the portrait seemed normal, not like some supernatural object, but Li Hui always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

This is a very weird feeling, somewhat similar to the so-called sixth sense.

Snapped!

After hesitating for a moment, Li Hui stretched out his other hand and picked up the black and white portrait from the altar table.

The moment the portrait left the altar, the environment in the wooden house changed instantly.

The incense burner, which originally contained only incense ashes, suddenly had three more burning incense sticks out of thin air. The smoke that floated out was actually black, and it drifted towards Li Hui's body under the guidance of a mysterious force.

Not only that.

There were actually two more burning black candles on the candlesticks on both sides of the altar table. The black light emitted not only failed to illuminate the surroundings, but instead made the environment in the hall darker, giving people an eerie feeling.

The weirdest thing is the cabin itself.

this moment.

The entire wooden house was shaking, as if there was an earthquake outside. All the wooden boards made a heart-breaking sound, as if they were overwhelmed and would collapse in the next second.

The walls, ceiling, and even the floor of the wooden house began to seep out a steady stream of black and red viscous liquid.

One more chapter to come!

Since I said I would resume writing two chapters a day or one chapter with 4,000 words, I will definitely do it!