Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Tick-tick~tick-tick~"

The sound of blood seeping came from his ears.

Zuo Yang's consciousness gradually blurred.

He knew clearly that what was flowing out of his ears was no longer blood.

It was probably brain matter...

"Dead! Dead!"

"All dead!!!"

The miserable sound continued, as if it would never stop.

Outside the classroom, "011" and "013" were lying on the ground, completely unconscious.

The weirdness in the ghost world really cannot be judged by common sense!

"I can only... I can only reopen..."

Zuo Yang vaguely imagined the [chat box] with his consciousness.

Now he had no strength to take out his mobile phone.

He wanted to send a message to his past self.

[Zuo Yang: Hello, my past self! If you see this message, it means I am dead. Remember... Never... Never come to the ghost world...]

"Buzz~"

There was a tremor in his mind.

The message seemed to have been sent.

But...

Zuo Yang's body did not change.

"Hey! Hey!"

"Boy!"

On the neck, the "ghost face sore" kept slapping Zuo Yang's face.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You..."

"Buzz~"

Suddenly!

The tripod on the chest buzzed.

The purple tripod flew out.

"Moon".

On the body of the tripod, on the dark surface of the tripod, a word "moon" appeared.

Then, the tripod turned into a black hole as if it was in the future of the three-layer space of the [Memory Ghost], and began to absorb everything around it.

Whether it was the black line of the [Depression Ghost], the classroom, or the "011" and "013" outside the classroom.

Everything, even the entire [Star City Welfare House], was being absorbed.

"Buzz~"

A strong suction came, and everything around turned into wrinkled patterns and was sucked into the world in the tripod.

"This..."

"This month..."

"Is... is he here?!"

"Ghost Face Sore" looked at the tripod, and the dusty memory began to recover.

Its mouth opened wide, and it was about to say something.

"Buzz~"

All the space shattered in an instant, and reorganized again...

"Chirp~"

The crisp sound of birds came.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on his face.

Zuo Yang woke up slowly, squinting his eyes to look at the surroundings.

He was now in a closed small dormitory.

There were six beds in the small dormitory.

The six beds were opposite each other, and on his side, there was a person lying on three beds.

In addition to himself, there was also a little fat man and a little girl.

Zuo Yang looked at the two people and felt familiar for some reason.

"Hiss~"

Covering his forehead, Zuo Yang instinctively touched his ears.

"Damn... I remember..."

"Didn't that weird roar just now shatter my brain?"

"Shouldn't I go back to before the trip to the ghost world?"

"Why am I here?"

Watching everything in a daze.

The sun outside the window was just right, and the breeze blew across his cheeks, making Zuo Yang a little dazed.

After a long while, he seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly took out his phone from his pocket.

"Click~"

The screen lit up.

Zuo Yang's eyes froze!

【2025.6.15】

"2025..."

"June 15th?!!!"

"Fuck, I went back to 2 months ago this time?"

Zuo Yang felt his brain was a little out of order.

He was dumbfounded.

Didn't he always contact himself a month ago in the past?

Why did he go back to two months ago this time?

"Could it be that I overused my ability? Did I get the wrong direction?"

Zuo Yang thought about this for no reason, and couldn't help but think of what "Ghost Face Sore" said at that time.

[In the ghost world, weirdness does not need to be consumed. ]

"Wait... The weirdness in the ghost world will be strengthened..."

"No, my 'hidden weirdness' ability is also strong, but I didn't control it well? It came to two months ago?"

Thinking wildly.

"Hoo~Hoo~"

The little fat man in the clinic was snoring, and the snoring had woken up another sleeping little girl.

"It's so noisy!"

"Who is it!"

The little girl has a bad temper.

She cursed, rubbed her eyes and got up from the bed.

But the next moment.

Her performance was almost the same as Zuo Yang.

First confused, then shocked!

"Me? Why am I here? Where is this place?"

She looked around helplessly until her eyes finally looked at Zuo Yang.

"Hey! Kid! Where is this?"

"Kid? Who are you calling a kid?"

Zuo Yang was speechless.

This little girl is so smart, she doesn't look that old, why is she calling herself a kid?"I'm talking about you! Kid!"

"Where is this?"

"I don't know!"

Zuo Yang frowned at the impolite question.

"Hey! You!"

"Little ghost! Don't you know? I'm a ghost tamer!"

The little girl seemed to be angry, and a faint purple smoke floated out of her pink little palm.

"Go! Poison ghost!"

She slapped her palm towards Zuo Yang, and it seemed that she wanted to throw the smoke on Zuo Yang.

But...

The pink and tender little palm slapped out.

"Huh~"

The smoke didn't even leave her hand. As soon as it left her hand, a gust of wind blew in from the window and the smoke dissipated.

"How... How could this happen?!"

The little girl's face became inexplicably panicked.

"Airflow ghost!"

She shouted, and her curly hair moved without wind.

It looked interesting, but it didn't have any lethality at all.

"No! No!!!"

"What happened to my ability?! What happened!"

After this, she began to look at her palms with some uneasiness, sitting on the bed and fidgeting.

"It's so noisy!"

"Damn it!"

Just then!

The little fat boy who was still sleeping on the bed also woke up.

"Huh? Where is this place?"

Like Zuo Yang and the little girl's reaction, he was also confused for a while.

"It shouldn't be..."

The little fat boy touched his head and looked into the house immediately.

"Hi... Hey, you two little ghosts, do you know where this is?"

"..."

No one answered him.

Zuo Yang listened to his question, his face became more suspicious.

It's understandable to be called a little ghost once, but to be called twice...

Hurriedly turning on the front camera of the phone, Zuo Yang's eyes almost popped out.

In the picture, where is he?

It's clearly the way he looked when he was a child.

A tender little face, pure eyes, but on the neck, the "ghost face sore" has turned into a "black apple" tattoo.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

"No way?"

"What happened?"

Zuo Yang couldn't figure it out.

Time travel is fine, it's not like I traveled through more than ten years, how come my body has become smaller?

"Wait!"

"If my body has become smaller..."

"Then these two are..."

"011 and 013?!"

Looking at the two children in the same dormitory, Zuo Yang's eyes flickered.

This time, he traveled through time and brought others with him.

Interesting...

"If... time travel, then where is the location?"

"Is this place..."

Guessing in his heart, Zuo Yang jumped off the bed and opened the door.