Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 102 The invisible "people"

Holding the cylinder, he looked into the house.

I saw that in the coffin that was originally empty, there was a corpse that had rotted for a long time.

The corpse looked strange.

He was lying in the coffin wearing simple clothes, with his hands folded, but he was holding a head that could still be distinguished in his arms.

It was the head of a middle-aged woman with a peaceful face. The sound of the heavy object falling to the ground just now seemed to be made by her, and blood flowed from the neck, as if she had just left her body not long ago.

And in the hand of the skeletal corpse, it is also holding a cylinder, and the appearance of the same cylinder seems to imply something.

"Really seeing something else."

"But this cylinder is not a supernatural prop. It doesn't have supernatural power, so the problem should be with the corpse."

Lin Fan squeezed the cylinder in his hand, it was quite firm, thinking about what went wrong.

Because of the presence of ghosts, he didn't worry that an ordinary corpse inside would be trapped, so he walked straight over.

When I came to the deepest room, the moonlight could no longer penetrate here. There was almost no furniture in the room, but there was a strange decoration.

"paper man?"

Seeing the pale figure about one meter tall squatting in the corner with colorful makeup on his face, Lin Fan was not sure.

These are paper figurines dressed up by two children. The strange thing is that they are sitting facing the corner of the wall, as if they are facing the wall and thinking about the past. Their paper arms cover the position of the eyes, as if they are playing hide-and-seek.

Looking at the weird scene in front of him.

Lin Fan hesitated for a moment, then walked over, stretched out his hand and grabbed the paper figurine's shoulder, and turned it over when his hand was cold.

There is nothing unusual about the front of the paper figurine, with pale and subtle facial features hanging on a blank face, glaring blush on both sides of the long and narrow cheeks, green lips, it looks extremely uncomfortable.

"Generally speaking, paper figurines are only prepared when funerals are held at home, and the corpse in the coffin, judging from the degree of decay, has passed away at least in years."

"Did it not be used at the time, or did the two paper figurines put in the corner later?"

Lin Fan began to analyze subconsciously.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound behind him.

"Boom!"

"Who is there?"

Lin Fan, who had been vigilant all the time, turned his head immediately, but there was nothing behind him. After a few seconds, a blood-stained mass rolled out.

In the dark room, the moonlight at the door was faintly visible, shining on a face full of fear.

It was the head of a middle-aged male, and it was lying quietly by the door at this time, as if it had encountered something extremely frightening, its facial features and flesh were twisted together.

What can be clearly seen is that the incision of the head and body presents an abnormal smoothness and completeness.

As if it fell straight down.

"Spiritual attack?"

When you see the head for the first time.

A large amount of black mist suddenly gushed out from behind Lin Fan, and a faint moisture filled the air instantly, and droplets of water condensed on the roof, coffin, and paper figurines, forming a natural barrier.

"tread……"

There was a sound of footsteps at the door.

Lin Fan also retreated a little bit as his footsteps approached, waiting for the other party to reveal his true face.

But when the footsteps had crossed the yard, there was still no ghost in sight.

"Can hear, but not see."

"Something blocked my eyes."

Lin Fan's eyes shone with thought.

In the face of this kind of ghosts that can block vision and create hallucinations, Yang Jian's ghost eyes are undoubtedly the most advantageous. Not only can he see through some uncomplicated ghosts, but he can also avoid the interference of hallucinations, which is of great strategic significance. .

But he also has the means to detect hallucinations!

"Tick tock-"

The moisture condensed in the black mist gathered little by little in the room, and combined with the thick black mist, it was like a black cloud pressing down on a village, and light rain began to fall.

These are some changes that the ghost species obtained after swallowing the weeping ghost in red.

Let the ghosts that originally appeared in the form of black mist have the particularity of being able to rain ghosts, and it is consistent with the original version of ghost rain. As the rain continues to invade the covered areas, the rainfall will increase, which means Step by step deepening!

No one knows about this ability.

Lin Fan didn't even tell Wang Xiaoming, and kept it in his hand as a hole card, waiting for someone who was destined to try it out.

Of course, during the period of the Republic of China, there was no need to pay attention to these things, and you couldn't keep your hands away, otherwise, if you were not careful, you would die before you could leave the teacher.

"Tick tock..."

Black mist crowded the roof, and it began to rain lightly.

Drops of turbid rainwater, carrying the spiritual power of erosion, fell on the earthen house that was full of decay.

at the same time.

In a corner not far from the door.

The raindrops that formed a line seemed to hit an invisible figure, and the rain flowers splashed in all directions, making the figure's footsteps slow.

"Still invisible?"

Lin Fan looked at the empty doorway, and his tone was confused. Logically speaking, Li Gui should show his figure in the erosion of ghost rain.

As if he didn't believe in evil, he closed his eyes and decided to use the two supernatural powers of black mist and ghost rain to sense the fierce ghosts that entered his own ghosts.

nothing...

empty...

"impossible!"

Lin Fan opened his eyes in shock.

No matter how terrifying a ghost is, it won't be able to detect even a trace of supernatural aura, which is unreasonable!
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Lin Fan seemed to have a wall of ice in front of him, and a bone-chilling feeling poured into his nostrils, making the air he breathed in a little bit cold.

"Calm down, calm down."

Although he couldn't see the ghost's figure, Lin Fan knew that the other party was approaching him, and he would inevitably fall into impatience at this time. He tried his best to calm his thoughts, and could use the ghost to go back outside at any time.

Not being able to sense the supernatural aura doesn't mean that the ghost doesn't exist, it might be because of its own uniqueness to erase the aura and figure.

As long as it is not a conscious spirit, the opponent cannot ignore the erosion from the ghost rain, and needs to use part of the spirit power to fight against it.

boom.

Lin Fan looked at the wall behind him that touched the bottom.

It turned out that he had already retreated to the point of no return. He glanced at the coffin that was also against the wall. The corpse inside had indeed passed for many years. The oxidized clothes and rotting flesh were mixed together, like a layer of pitch-black flesh. foam.

"That's right! Try that cylinder!"

Inspiration suddenly appeared in my mind.

Lin Fan took out the cylinder that needs to be closed with one eye in his pocket, and aimed it at the position of the eyes.

The cylinder has a slight burr, and the closed eye is plunged into darkness, and the vision of the other eye is also somewhat limited.

"..."

Lin Fan grabbed the cylinder and turned his head slightly.

The cold rain slid down the nose, and in a world of black mist, a strange figure stood in front of the coffin, lifted his feet, and walked towards him.

The distance between the two is very close!
Looking at the fierce ghost that suddenly appeared in front of him, Lin Fan couldn't help but "thump" in his heart.

It was a short woman with an ugly face, she was wearing patched clothes, her head was raised high, her face was covered with bruises that didn't look like a living person, and she was holding a rusty kitchen knife in her hand.

(End of this chapter)