The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Soon, Li Leping came to the stage shrouded in thick fog.

The town in the night is dark and dark, only here is illuminated by the lanterns hanging on the stage, and there is a thick fog floating around the stage, the thick fog has eroded every inch of space around the stage, but there is no fog at all Float onto the stage.

The stage was empty, with neither people nor ghosts.

It's just that I don't know when, the floor of this wooden stage has been covered with a layer of black cloth, and the lantern hanging on the top is burning with a dark green flame, giving people a very uneasy feeling.

And what Li Leping couldn't explain the most was that when he walked over, he saw rows of long wooden benches placed under the stage. These wooden benches can be seen everywhere in the countryside, but they are just being put up right now. The wooden stool is decayed and old, its color is somewhat dark brown, and the moth-eaten depression can be clearly seen on it.

Obviously, it is unlikely that this kind of tattered wooden stool that collapses as soon as you sit on it is used to entertain living people.

"Let's see if things will develop as Rong Yuansheng said."

Li Le calmly stood there, holding two weird masks, looking at the pocket watch he took from Rong Yuansheng, waiting for the time to come to six o'clock.

He didn't try to sit on the wooden bench, after all, the wooden bench was obviously not for entertaining him.

Although his current state can no longer be called a normal person, it is not enough to be regarded as a pure ghost.

He also didn't want to study whether the wooden stool had supernatural powers at the critical moment of this supernatural manifestation.

It's not a good time to investigate.

In case something goes wrong at such a critical moment, he might fill himself in.

Aliens can ignore the cost of using their own supernatural powers, do not need to sleep, do not need to eat, and rely entirely on supernatural powers to continue their lives.

However, heterogeneity has never been the endorsement of invincibility. When facing some too terrifying ghosts or some special supernatural events, it is easy to fall into it if you are not careful.

In fact, Li Leping himself can be regarded as a heterogeneous harvester. After all, the Forgotten Ghost can overcome any ghost master who relies on memory to become a heterogeneous ghost.

In this way, the time came to 59:[-] while waiting.

The temperature in the dense fog seems to be decreasing with time. At this time, the vicinity of the stage has become much colder, and this coldness is not caused by a simple drop in temperature, but a piercing pain that is enough to invade the human body. cold.

If a living person stays in this place for a while, they will be frozen to death before being killed by the weirdness of the stage.

And just when the second hand of the pocket watch pointed to sixty again.

When the time came to six o'clock, there was a sudden movement from the stage full of weirdness.

"Squeak--!"

Suddenly, the door of the house with the plaque "Send the ghost hall" made a sound, and it sounded like it was opened by something.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of dull footsteps came from behind the screen wall.

Two people wearing mourning clothes, with sallow skin and thin, stiff movements like corpses, came out from behind the screen wall, one on the left and the other on the right, their steps were dead silent and stiff.

Indeed, as Rong Yuansheng said, when the time comes to six o'clock, there will be two Nuo people who are in charge of dancing the Nuo dance on the stage.

However, the faces of the two Nuo people walking slowly from behind the screen wall were covered with a piece of yellow paper, which covered their eyes, nose, and mouth, and stuck to their faces, even their faces. The outlines of their bodies were all pressed out, leaving no room for them to breathe.

This yellow paper looks very familiar.

The yellow paper that looked like ordinary straw paper was not the kind of yellow paper money that was burnt in graves, but a large enough paper to cover the entire face, a bit like the yellow paper that was used to cover the face of corpses in the past.

Covering the face with yellow paper, some people think it is a way to check whether the corpse is suspended animation, and some people think it is a way to maintain the dignity of the dead. After all, the face of the dead is uncontrollable and looks pale and terrifying, so cover it A piece of yellow paper can prevent the mourners from seeing the horrible side.

But seeing the yellow paper on their faces without ups and downs, it is estimated that these two Nuo people do not need to breathe.

In other words, these two lifeless Nuo people with yellow paper on their faces must be ghosts.

And the most interesting thing is that these two ghosts also hold an object for performance in their hands.

The Nuo man on the left holds two mirrors in his hand, but the way he holds them is a little strange. One of the mirrors is facing outwards, aiming at the outside world, while the other mirror is facing inwards, as if aiming at himself.

But no matter what kind of mirror it is, the mirror surface looks a little dirty, as if it is covered with dust, and has not been cleaned for a long time, and even the frame shows signs of peeling paint and rust.

As for the Nuo man on the right, he is holding a pair of hammer drills. Both the hammer and the drill look very ordinary, and there is nothing special about them.

Li Leping couldn't help but focus on the faces of the two dead bodies standing on the stage.

At this moment, the two holding objects and covering their faces with yellow paper came to the front of the stage, and then remained motionless.

"Are ghosts singing ghost shows for ghosts to watch? It's still the Lord of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning."

He didn't pay attention to these two ghosts for too long. After confirming the objects held by the ghosts, Li Leping didn't hesitate. Knowing what to do, he immediately took the mask and walked to the front of the stage.

Then, he supported himself with one hand and jumped onto the stage directly.

But the moment he jumped onto the stage, on the stage, the two Nuo people who hadn't moved at all turned their heads suddenly, and turned the strange face with the yellow paper towards Li Leping, as if staring at Li Leping at this moment. over him.

"Do it directly."

Li Leping, who was reminded by Rong Yuansheng in advance, could not repeat the same mistakes. He immediately exuded a cold aura belonging to a sleepwalking ghost, and the curse of mortal death spread to the surrounding area in an instant.

It was already night now, and under Li Leping's mobilization, the spookiness of the sleepwalking ghost reached a terrifying level of twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Twelve midnight, this is the strongest time for sleepwalking ghosts.

Since it was a fight with a ghost, there was no need to hold anything back.

In an instant, having seized the upper hand, he immediately took the lead in launching a counterattack before the ghost launched an attack.

The terrible spiritual aura began to erode the bodies of these two ghosts, and the two cold and stiff corpses trembled suddenly. At this moment, the ghost on the left lowered its face covered with yellow paper, as if in the moment of confrontation was suppressed.

"The level of terror is not high."

At the same time that Li Leping had such an idea in his mind, the ghost holding the hammer drill on the right also slowly lowered his head, as if he was also suppressed.

But it was during the few seconds when Li Leping fought against the ghost.

Near the stage filled with silence, there was a faint sound of "tattling" footsteps.

These footsteps are dense and mixed, like the sound made by many people stepping on the floor, and it sounds very dull, not like the steps that a living person can walk out, more like a corpse trampling on the ground, pressing the whole body strength The sound can only be made when on the road.

Along with the sound of chaotic footsteps, strange figures exuding a cold aura began to emerge in the thick fog.

The dense fog and the surrounding darkness concealed their appearance, only revealing the strange figures revealing the aura of death.

There is no doubt that they are walking towards the stage.