The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

"Is something wrong with Ghost Smoke?"

Downstairs, Li Leping was holding a lantern in his hand like a watchman. The faint blue light of the fire shone in the past, and he could see an old building wrapped in thick smoke.

For some reason, there seemed to be something in that building that attracted ghost smoke, so that in the densely smoky neighborhood, the amount of thick smoke gathered near that residential building was the most astonishing, as if a fire was breaking out there, and the thick soot It is spreading inside and outside the building, covering the traces of the entire building. If it weren't for Li Leping's familiarity with the landmarks here, he might have mistakenly thought it was a tornado made of thick smoke.

But just when Li Leping approached, planning to check the situation.

Suddenly, the thick smoke that shrouded the residential building seemed to be attracted by something, and began to dissipate quickly, and then gathered in another place.

Scattering, gathering, thick smoke changes position in this way.

"For the dead doll?"

Although there was a distance, Li Leping still recognized what that small and strange figure was.

It was a rag doll that was thrown out of a window on a certain floor. After the rag doll fell on the ground, it turned over and jumped up, and ran with its short legs.

It seemed to be planning to run towards Li Leping at the first moment, that is, to the third row of buildings in Mingyue Community.

However, in the next second, it seemed to see Li Leping standing in front of it, and then changed its direction and ran in the opposite direction from where Li Leping was.

Attracting the ghost smoke for the dead doll, the smoke started to stay away from here, and kept chasing and killing the doll that was running away.

In an instant, the lingering burnt smell in the air became much lighter, and the cold aura lingering around him also gradually faded away.

"Someone used a surrogate doll to attract ghost smoke to survive?"

Unless Wang Xiaoming lost his mind and sold the surrogate doll, the surrogate doll must only be owned by the ghost masters at the headquarters.

"A person from the headquarters?"

"Could it be Yang Jian?"

Li Leping looked at the old building where the doll was thrown out, and his eyes swept over layers of walls that were blackened by thick smoke. The windows were also dark, and he couldn't see anything at all.

He couldn't confirm which floor and which house the dead doll was thrown out from, but he had already identified the building where the doll was thrown out.

Immediately, he walked towards the building silently, without making a sound, as if he had never existed in this place, without any sense of existence, and was not noticed by anyone.

"I survived by luck, and then we will see the news from the captain."

And in a certain family on the second floor, Li Yang with a sallow complexion sat on the door behind him, breathing in the slightly less choking air while relaxing his tense body.

After the continuous confrontation, although he did persist to the limit, he bought more time for Yang Jian.

But this also made him look a little miserable at the moment.

The originally pale face became sallow and thin as if dehydrated, and some signs of decay appeared in the body, like a corpse that had just died not long ago, emitting a faint corpse odor.

"It's time to find the captain."

But Li Yang's will is obviously extremely firm, and even though the lifespan of the ghost master is short, before the ghost is revived, no matter how dilapidated the ghost master's body is, it can still move tenaciously.

His face twitched, and he gasped for the cold air caused by the severe pain in his body. Then he held on to the wooden door behind him and stood up staggeringly.

"Clap--!"

Suddenly, there was another crisp sound in the living room where no one was there.

Sounds like someone accidentally kicked a dropped china mug.

But the problem is that there will be no human activities in the community except them, let alone someone who would dare to come to a room that was just searched by the ghost.

Immediately, the sound from outside the door made Li Yang's slightly tired eyes suddenly vigilant. His eyes flickered and became a little fierce, and there was an imperceptible panic hidden in them.

"Are you kidding me? The ghost turned back again?"

His body trembled suddenly, and he was covered in cold sweat.

How long did it take for the dead baby to run out?

ten seconds?

Less than 20 seconds at most.

But after just over ten seconds, the dead baby was overtaken and killed, and the ghost turned back immediately.

"I'm Li Leping, are you Yang Jian? Or who?"

In the next second, there was a greeting that made Li Yang's scalp tingle the most.

The tone of the voice is flat, without the slightest emotion of a living person.

Subconsciously, Li Yang glanced at the corner of the room.

It was a mummy thrown on the ground by Yang Jian, wearing a uniform of the person in charge.

On the clothes, three words were clearly written on the polished sign.

Li Leping.

"What the hell!"

How could Li Yang answer the inquiry from outside the door.

All of a sudden, he didn't care about the pain caused by the evil spirit's erosion on his body, and immediately rushed towards the broken window not far away, intending to escape.

This ghost place is not for people at all.

Is this the first Li Leping he has met?
Li Yang didn't have time to think about it, but just when he had one foot on the window sill.

"Crench--!"

The ear-piercing hinge friction sounded, and the ghost that was making noise outside the door finally wandered over at this moment, pushed the door open and entered.

Suddenly, Li Yang stepped on the window frame with both feet, and jumped down.

And the moment he jumped out, he turned his head involuntarily and glanced at the ghost who pushed the door and walked in.

It was a face, a face as pale as death, and the appearance on the face made Li Yang feel very strange, because he had never seen this person before.

"thump!"

Li Yang landed steadily, but when he landed, he inevitably felt a sharp pain in his body, which made his body twitch uncontrollably, but he straightened up quickly, and ran towards the seventh building as if fleeing for his life.

He staggered a bit while running.

He was going to meet Yang Jian.

That is, the moment he got up and ran, he turned his head again and looked at the room with the broken window.

A faint blue light shone from inside, like a will-o'-the-wisp in hell, making that bedroom bright and majestic.

That is, the moment he looked towards the room, Li Yang's eyes shrank suddenly.

Because he saw that the person he had never seen before had already walked to the window, lowered his head slightly, and stared at himself who was busy escaping with a pair of extremely numb eyes.

"ghost."

For a moment, Li Yang withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at that strange person who looked no different from a dead person.

He knew that the thing that came in from the door and stayed by the window to look at him at this moment must be an extremely terrifying ghost.

"It's a pity that I couldn't take Li Leping's body away, especially the short stick. I don't know if it will be taken by that ghost?"

Along the road he once walked, Li Yang thought in his heart while running to the third row of residential buildings.

He left in such a hurry that he left Li Leping's body and the short stick in the bedroom.