Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

Chapter 80

"Looking for someone?"

"Haha~"

"You're looking for someone in the ghost den? Did I hear you right?"

Ghost Face Sore laughed exaggeratedly.

Zuo Yang's face was serious, "Why? No way!"

"More than no way, are you kidding?"

"Ghost den, ghost den, that's the domain of ghosts! It can do whatever it wants here!"

"Do you think ordinary people can survive if they enter here?"

"......"

A playful and sarcastic voice sounded, and Zuo Yang was speechless.

"That shouldn't be right?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't the user of the ancient mirror be dead after entering the ghost den?"

Questioningly asked "Ghost Face Sore", the ghost-faced human face rolled his eyes and looked at the wall.

"The user of the ancient mirror?"

"What ancient mirror?"

"That's the mirror ghost! It's just a human substitute that the mirror ghost found!"

"Ah? Mirror ghost?"

"That's right! The mirror ghost can connect the real world with the ghost world, but they need a medium from the real world, that is, a carrier."

"Well... According to what you said, it's a parasite!"

"You mean, controlling the ancient mirror is actually a disguised ghost tamer? Then the mirror is also a weirdness?"

"Heh~ It's just a humble object-type weirdness!"

"Hiss... Object-type weirdness?"

For some reason, when Zuo Yang heard the ghost face sore say this, he inexplicably thought of the incense burner.

Could it be...

"Object-type weirdness is not like ordinary weirdness that will not occur if it is not used!

Once they don't have regular food supply, they can't maintain their form. Then, they will eat the blood of the parasite. Compared to weirdness, they are more like blood suckers."

The ghost face sore talked freely, and Zuo Yang's face looked a little strange.

If this is bound to an item-type weirdness, isn't it equivalent to finding a time bomb for yourself?

However, if you can establish a stable relationship of support with the item-type weirdness...

It is also a good gain, which can be considered as both advantages and disadvantages.

With his eyes narrowed, Zuo Yang didn't think deeply.

He scanned the words on the stone wall, a little curious.

"What else is written on it?"

"Tsk~"

"It's nothing more than the contractor of the mirror ghost. Once the contract is signed, it needs to be passed down from generation to generation through family blood. It looks like a family heirloom, but it's just a weirdness that won't stop until the whole family is dead!"

"What else?"

"As the carrier of the mirror ghost, you can wander in the ghost den and deal with ghosts."

"Oh?"

"That's interesting..."

"Hehe~ kid, I know what you are thinking."

"But I can tell you responsibly that if your own weirdness is strong enough, you can also deal with ghosts!"

"Okay, okay! I know what you are going to say, I will try to find some more weirdness for you to eat."

Waving his hand, Zuo Yang walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave, there is a forest of dead trees.

The bare tree trunks seem to interpret the dead air here.

Here, the mist is still everywhere.

The mud under the tree trunks is covered with moss, and the water vapor nourishes them horribly.

Zuo Yang simply took a few steps and found that the ground had sunk badly.

It seemed that the land under the mud had become a swamp due to long-term moisture.

"Puff puff puff~"

The trampling sound under his feet made Zuo Yang feel a little flustered.

A bad premonition rose in his heart.

Zuo Yang did not dare to shout Zhou Heshan's name loudly, but slowed down his pace and looked around intensively.

The visibility was still too low.

This is a ghost den, and there may be strange things coming out at any time.

I don't know how long I walked, Zuo Yang's eyes suddenly narrowed!

On a shallow mossy ground, several dog paw prints attracted his attention.

"Dog paw prints..."

"Is it Xiao Moji?"

"But if it is Xiao Moji... why are there only dog paw prints, where are Zhou Heshan's footprints?"

With confusion in his heart, Zuo Yang still walked towards the dog paw prints.

"Puff~"

The mud under my feet seemed to be looser.

After walking for more than ten meters following the dog's paw prints, Zuo Yang's face froze!

Because, not far away in front of him, he saw the body of "Little Ink"!

Little Ink collapsed on the moss, and his neck had dried and rotted.

A black blood scab formed a black circle on its neck, its eyeballs were dark, and its body shrank slightly.

The green moss was covered with blood everywhere.

Little Ink seemed to have been cut in the neck by someone and bled to death...

"Fuck!"

The bad premonition in my heart came true.

"Little Ink!"

Zuo Yang couldn't help shouting, and the ground under his feetHe immediately quickened his pace and rushed to Xiao Moji's side.

Don't want to!

"Puff~~"

As soon as he took a step, the mossy ground in front of him collapsed instantly.

"Puff puff puff~"

Zuo Yang felt his feet soften and his whole body sank to the ground.

He struggled violently with his whole body instinctively, but he felt that he was bound by an invisible force. The more he struggled, the more he sank.

"Hu~Hu~Hu~"

He took a few deep breaths.

Zuo Yang forced himself to calm down.

He looked at the situation around him.

It turned out that in the area where Xiao Moji's body was, there was mud under the moss.

As long as you get close to here, you will inevitably step into the mud and find it difficult to escape.

"Puff puff puff~"

The body was wrapped in mud, and the smell of earth filled the nasal cavity.

Although it was very uncomfortable, Zuo Yang looked at Xiao Moji's body and his face had become gloomy.

He was not afraid of Xiao Moji's death.

Let's change our thinking.

If this is a swamp, how could Xiao Moji lie dead here?

This situation has occurred...

There is only one possibility!

Someone deliberately placed Xiao Moji's body in the swamp to attract himself!

After all, this is a ghost den.

Ghosts are not afraid of swamps, and it is even more impossible for them to be fooled by the black dog's body.

In other words...

This is a trap that is only for him!

Slowly pull the body out of the swamp.

Zuo Yang has seen on TV that it is possible to slowly climb out of the swamp by expanding the contact surface of the body with the swamp, thereby affecting the force of falling.

However, it was only a hand that was pulled out.

A burst of ridicule came from the dense misty woods.

"Hey... Don't tell me, he really got caught!"

"The boss is really powerful. I guess he will definitely come to see the black dog, hahaha!"

"Indeed, we can kill him without the boss's action..."

The ridicule is getting closer and closer.

Zuo Yang narrowed his eyes and saw clearly that four or five tall men were walking in the thick fog.

Zuo Yang had never seen these men before, but he guessed that they should be the replicas of the passengers on the Dawn.

"You... are not human?"

Raising his head, Zuo Yang could notice that these people were stepping on the wet swamp, and the ground did not sink.

"Wow~"

"You reacted quickly!"