The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 234 A Fatal Touch

The transparent sword light was like an invisible palm, ejected from the blade, and quickly approached the window next to the gate.

However, when the sword light hit the window accurately, it was like a stone falling into a water tank, causing the window to shake slightly without any ripples.

Wang Muyou narrowed his eyes, and was about to slash again, but felt that the force of the rotting corpse outside the door suddenly became lighter, and then the door creaked and opened slightly.

The carrion that blocked the door disappeared, it didn't appear outside the window, but actually disappeared.

At the same time, the scenery outside the door became darker and darker, as if there was a transparent membrane separating the inside and outside of the room, blocking Wang Muyou in the room.

"What is this? It doesn't look like a ghost domain." Wang Muyou's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to touch the membrane covering the entire residential building.

It was very smooth and very tough, like a plastic membrane, even if he poked or chopped it with the short knife in his hand, there was no way to tear the membrane.

And as time went by, the feeling of depression became more and more serious. Although the space had not changed, Wang Muyou felt like he was locked in a cage, and the area where he could move was shrinking.

suddenly.

Wang Muyou heard the sound of wriggling pieces of meat coming from the surroundings, and the whole house began to become dark, and a strong rancid smell wafted from the depths of the room towards the entrance.

next moment.

A layer of rotten flesh covered the original furniture, and the surrounding walls seemed to be rotten pieces of meat, which began to rot and deteriorate. The smell of rotting corpses became stronger and stronger, almost filling the entire residence.

"boom--"

There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

A rotten, broken human head fell from the ceiling, followed by limbs, torso, and some equally rotten pieces of flesh, like rain, falling to the ground one after another.

These pieces of meat are still wriggling, moving towards the head continuously, as if they are about to be spliced ​​together.

"These aren't ghosts...they're ghost slaves from last time. They appeared here. Does that mean I'm being targeted by that haunted house again?"

Wang Muyou looked at the pieces of meat that had been spliced ​​together, and his heart sank.

These people made of pieces of meat are no longer just ghost slaves, they already possess some of the abilities and characteristics of fierce ghosts. They are much more terrifying than ordinary ghost slaves, but they are still not as good as real ghosts.

The form of existence may be equivalent to the derivative ghost of the thinking ghost that I have encountered before. Even if a ghost master encounters it, if he is not careful enough, he will undoubtedly die.

There were no bones in these pieces of meat, and it was a bit reluctant to stand up. As the body stood up, a strong corpse smell was emitted from the body, and thick blood dripped continuously from the body.

There are no facial features on their faces, and the hollows that replaced the two eyes are looking around.

Unexpectedly, they did not choose to attack Wang Muyou, but wandered aimlessly in the hall that had been covered with carrion, as if they were looking for something.

Wang Muyou looked at everything in front of him with a solemn expression, and he knew very well in his heart that the reason why these spliced ​​ghost slaves did not come to attack him was because the double spiritual protection of the smiling ghost and ghost pattern was still in effect.

The horror levels of these two kinds of ghosts undoubtedly overwhelmed these derivative ghosts. Just like the derivative ghosts who faced the thinking ghost in Da'an at that time, these derivative ghosts would not attack him for the time being.

But as time goes by, this supernatural protection will also be affected until it disappears completely.

He and No. [-] barely managed to escape from this residential house before, but now he is the only one left here, can he stop it?
Undoubtedly dead.

With so many derived ghosts, even if they were exhausted, he would be exhausted, not to mention that there is a source ghost with the ability to transform behind them, maybe it is hidden in the meat now.

Facing so many fierce ghosts, there is a high probability that the ghost master who controls the three fierce ghosts will also drink their hatred here. At that time, I am afraid that he will really become the dead man mentioned in No. [-] mouth.

"Front confrontation will definitely lead to death, so there is only one way to survive, and that is to break through this barrier and escape. Speaking of which, the purpose of that rotting corpse now seems to be to hold me back and prevent me from escaping from here. "

"But why would he do it, and what good would it do him?"

Wang Muyou thought so, and glanced at the satellite phone in his arms. Could it be that the other party targeted him so much because of this phone?

It is useless to think about these things now, the most urgent thing is to get out from here.

"Since the door and window can't get out, it's better to try to find another exit."

Thinking of this, Wang Muyou moved slowly against the pressure from all around, as if walking through a viscous liquid, he reluctantly left the hallway and walked into the hall.

Although these derivative ghosts hadn't listed him as a target because of the supernatural protection, he still carefully avoided these derivative ghosts wandering in the hall, and then he came to the living room separated from the entrance by a wall.

This place is also surrounded by rotten flesh walls, only one window remains in the center of the room, through which you can still see the light rain in Baiyang Village.

Walking to the window, Wang Muyou quickly drew out the dagger, and a cold gleam shot out from the blade, hitting the window.

As expected, the window shook slightly, and then fell silent again.

Seeing this, Wang Muyou frowned. It seemed that the entire residential building was covered by this barrier. If he wanted to get out from here, he had to think of other ways.

Suddenly, the fleshy wall beside the window surged, and a skinned and bloody arm protruded from the fleshy wall, grabbing straight at Wang Muyou.

The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to react. He only felt a chill on his neck, followed by a sense of suffocation, and a peeled palm tightly clamped his neck.

The place caught by this palm began to ooze blood. Dark red thick blood spread from his neck, wriggling on his body as if consciously, and soon covered a part of his body.

"Hahaha...hehehehe..."

At this moment, a series of terrifying and cold laughter sounded from Wang Muyou's mouth, and the smile on his face became more and more weird.

next moment.

The skinned arm retracted quickly as if it had been electrocuted, and retracted back to the wall along with the sticky blood on the neck.

The Laughing Ghost's spiritual protection is still in effect, but it won't last long, and the spiritual balance has been broken at this moment.

(End of this chapter)