Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Da~Da~Da~"

Zuo Yang walked with determination.

The reason why he walked down was not because he was sure that "【201】" and "【101】" were the singularities.

But...

There were no two ghost heads on the elevator door!

Yes!

If we really want to replicate the same existence, the ghost head on the first floor should also appear on the second floor!

According to the [rules], go downstairs quickly when you see something different!

"Da Da Da~"

The steps were firm.

But as he walked...

"Tick! Tick~"

Black tar kept dripping from his shoulders and hair, and the sticky and greasy feeling made Zuo Yang very uncomfortable.

"Hehe~"

"Hehe~"

Strange laughter came from all around.

Zuo Yang looked up and couldn't help but his pupils suddenly contracted! ! !

Human head!

Densely packed heads!

After the tar dripped from the top of the wall, heads with distorted expressions stretched out from the top of the wall!

They hung down from the wall with their slender necks.

On the charred black faces, some were twisted in pain, some were struggling and crying, and some were crazy and stupid...

Heads of all kinds stretched out to Zuo Yang, making bursts of teeth-grinding laughter!

"Hahaha~"

"Hahaha~"

"Pah~Pah~"

The surrounding walls and the stairs under his feet were still ringing with the sound of tar dripping.

Zuo Yang could vaguely feel that what he was stepping on... didn't seem to be the ground...

It was... a hideous and twisting head! ! !

"Hahaha~"

When he took the next step again!

"Pada~"

On the walls around, on the ground under my feet, in the air above my head, countless heads with long necks stretched out like springs!

Human heads...

It was like rain, opening their black mouths and biting towards me! ! !

"【Zhongkui·Shock】!"

"Buzz~"

The "ghost face sore" on my neck jumped violently, and a ball of flesh flew out.

The "ghost face sore" looked gloomy and looked around vigilantly.

"Hey! Boy, you can't stand the shock!"

"They are driven by strange forces and will move again soon!"

"I know..."

"I should have violated the [rules]..."

Zuo Yang looked cold.

He was very confident that his analysis of the anomalies of the [ghost heads] on the first floor and the [ghost heads] on the second floor was absolutely correct!

Then, there can only be one opportunity for these heads to appear!

The [rule] of going downstairs when encountering [abnormal points] is wrong!

That's right!

This rule must have been said by the [Lie Ghost]!

The real answer should be, if you encounter an [abnormal point], run upstairs!

"Hehehe~"

It moved!

Those charred heads and dark, resentful eyes slowly spread towards Zuo Yang as he was thinking.

"[Zhongkui·Ghost Mouth]!"

Zuo Yang shouted angrily!

"Ah~"

The densely packed [Ghost Mouths] opened up, gnawing the heads extending from all around into a bloody mud.

"Tap tap tap~"

At the same time, Zuo Yang turned around and ran upstairs!

"Da Da Da~"

Stepping on the distorted faces, when Zuo Yang ran quickly from the second floor, he came to the corner staircase from the second floor to the third floor, and the surrounding walls here instantly returned to normal!

Looking up, there were indeed two familiar ghost heads on the elevator door in the corridor on the third floor.

They were looking at him and laughing.

"[101]...[102]..."

"Black walls, black doors, black elevators..."

"And windows without glass..."

After confirming that everything was normal on the third floor, Zuo Yang was stunned again.

If something was not normal, run upwards!

What if something was normal?

According to the rules, run downwards?

Is it possible that this is also a false rule?

Rubbing his chin, Zuo Yang finally understood why "02" and "03" never came back.

What a trap!

It's all a trap!

"What are you afraid of!"

"Boy, just walk away!"

"What else can this weirdness do to us?"

Zuo Yang smiled as he heard a murmur from his neck.

"That's right!"

"I've been back in the past, so I don't need to analyze these things. I can just try and fail!"

This time, he walked downwards.

"Tap tap tap~"

This time, it was very smooth!

He walked down the stairs without any disturbance.

And the same staircase layout appeared in front of him again.

[Ghost head on the elevator door]... [101]... [102]...

Familiar walls, familiar black door, and...

"No!"Suddenly!

Zuo Yang's eyes paused!

This time he walked to the corridor and looked at the corner of the stairs. There was glass on the window...!

"Something is abnormal!"

Zuo Yang's expression condensed and he began to analyze silently.

First of all, he came down from the [3rd floor] and did not cause the floor to change...

So it can be said that under normal circumstances, the rule is correct!

Based on this condition, now he has gone downstairs and reached the real [4th floor]!

But there is glass in the window at the corner of the stairs from [4th floor] to [5th floor]. This is abnormal!

According to the rules, he has to run upstairs again!

"I'll go?"

"I just went down from the top to the [4th floor]. If I run up now, according to the principle, it's the [3rd floor], but according to the rules, I will go to the [5th floor]. In other words, the space of this floor of the building... is broken?"

"Or does this building subconsciously change people's intuition of going up and down the stairs?"

Suspiciously guessing, Zuo Yang pursed his lips.

Regarding the [4th floor], there is another rule: [You cannot look back when going upstairs].

So...about this information...is it true or false?

Zuo Yang had no choice but to gamble again!

"Tap tap tap~"

He ran quickly towards the staircase.

He had just stepped out of two or three steps.

"Puff~Puff~Puff~"

A strange sound of liquid swelling came from behind him.

That sound seemed to come from the bubbling of viscous liquid.

"Puff puff~"

Behind Zuo Yang, on the staircase of the [4th floor], under the dark tar, a charred human body slowly crawled out of the oil!

It was in human form, but its neck was frighteningly thin!

On the slender neck, like a flower bud, countless flesh buds branched out, and the flesh buds stretched out more than a dozen human heads, swaying randomly!

"Puff puff puff~"

These twisted heads were supported by their necks, swaying in the sky, spewing black oil without spirit.

"Puff puff puff~"

Behind them, the strange sound was getting closer and closer!

Zuo Yang's heart was like being scratched by a cat's claws!

He wanted to see!

What the hell was behind him!

"Puff puff puff~"

Until a foul smell came, and sticky liquid dripped on his shoulders...

Zuo Yang finally couldn't help it!

"Ghost face sore! Take a look, what is it!"

"Okay!"

"Swoosh~"

A mass of flesh slid to the back of the neck, and the hideous human face just looked at the human body supporting more than a dozen heads.

"Hehehe~"

The next moment!

The dozen or so heads that were originally drooping straightened their drooping flesh buds, all raised their heads, opened their eyes wide, and stared at the [Ghost Face Sore]!