The Mystic Painter of Recovery

Chapter 165 The Weird Two People

In the room at this time, there were obviously no figures behind the two of them, but a group of figures appeared in the ghost mirror.

Not to mention that the ghost mirror, a mirror that can only reflect ordinary people, actually appeared two people at this moment.

All kinds of unreasonable things make everything look more terrifying and weird.

Fortunately, Zhao Yichen and He Yuelian couldn't notice what was going on in the room at this time, otherwise they probably wouldn't be able to stay there so peacefully.

As time passed, the old man's body and the many ghosts maintained a balance, so that the people outside were not so nervous, even if they spoke in a low voice, they would not be targeted by the ghosts like before.

Inside the old house, the outside of the red room appeared abnormal again.

"Sand, rustle!"

The familiar radio sound suddenly sounded, the sound was very small at first, but soon the noise became louder and louder, and it became very clear after a while, and the sound was erratic, reverberating in the lobby, and it was difficult to determine the real sound The position seems to keep moving.

"Swish, Swish"

The voice of the old radio echoed in the darkness again, and this time the radio picked up the signal again, and uttered a strange voice:

"Dead, dead, finally dead. Hey, hey."

"It's that weird radio again."

Everyone's face darkened when they heard the voice. They didn't find it strange that this thing appeared, but their faces darkened, a little ugly.

Because this ghost radio is suspected to be able to guide other ghosts.

During the night vigil the next day, it was the radio that attracted the ghosts to find the people in the back hall, and then caused the ghost house to start to get out of control.

And that radio broke one, and a new one came out.

There will never be a way to completely destroy it, even if Yang Jian uses coffin nails, a hatchet, or even soaked in ghost blood by Zhao Yichen, it will not help.

Because the radio is just a medium, not a real ghost.

next moment.

The position of the sound coming from the radio did not move any more, it stayed at one position.

Yang Jian immediately looked along the position where the radio noise was coming from, this position made everyone's expressions change.

It was on the black chair behind the coffin.

The old radio didn't know when it appeared on the chair, and it didn't even notice it at all. It seemed that it ran over by itself, or was secretly let go by some invisible ghost.

In short, this supernatural medium appeared.

"Is the balance failing? The spirit in the ancient house has emerged."

"Still, the old man in the coffin can only suppress the ghosts outside the old house, but cannot affect the ghosts inside the old house."

There was panic on everyone's face.

The rustling sound in the old radio suddenly disappeared at this moment.

As if receiving a signal, a strange voice came from inside: "Hey, hello, is there anyone alive? Where are the rest of you? Why can't I find you? Hey, hello"

"Damn it, let's do it again." Ma Lin gritted his teeth with hatred as he watched this scene.

This thing knows how to play tricks. It was a trick to discover them before, but it directly chased them to the back hall.

But with what happened last time, everyone knew what to do this time, and no one responded to it.

"Hey, hey, I know you are here, don't hide anymore, come out quickly." The voice in the radio continued to sound, as if someone was talking to you.

Yang Jian walked over without saying a word.

He directly stretched out his black ghost hand to pick up the radio, and then threw it into the red coffin.

The old radio landed directly on the old man's body.

"Ah~!"

Suddenly, a strange and miserable scream came from the radio, then the signal was interrupted, and it turned into a rustling sound again, and then there was no rustling sound, and it was dead silent without a single sound come out.

It seemed that in front of the old man, even a ghost would cry out in fear and pain.

The radio triggered a more terrifying ghost, even if it was a derivative ghost, it was still severely injured, even suppressed.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" came the sound again, it seemed to be the cry of some ghost.

However, the crying didn't appear for a while, but it suddenly stopped.

As if something happened to the howling ghost, the last cry was accompanied by a strange cry.

The voice subsided, and it seemed that the anomaly disappeared, but everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble.

Something more ominous appeared in the old house.

Fortunately, in a short period of time, the thing that suppressed the howling ghost did not appear, and it seemed that it was still wandering around in the ancient house and did not keep an eye on everyone.

But when the time came to six o'clock in the morning.

Something was wrong among the dense crowd in front of me.

The crowd was parting, and at the same time another abnormal sound came, this sound was completely different from the previous ones, it was the sound of a chair falling to the ground and being pushed.

soon.

A black grand master's chair appeared in the weird crowd, and this chair pushed back the others abruptly, and appeared at the front.

There is darkness behind the chair, like a ghost land, or like a deep road, shrouded in darkness, with no end in sight.

It was a pair of skinny hands that pushed the black master chair, and the blackened nails looked particularly weird.

This is the ghost that was blocked by Zhao Yichen before to let him out
At this time, the weird hands behind the black chair moved, and they were slowly retracted, as if they disappeared into the darkness bit by bit.

It seems that the black chair being pushed over is just to scare everyone, and it doesn't do much.

But the next moment.

Something creepy happened.

Wearing mourning clothes, Da Qiang thought he could avoid the perception of the ghosts, but a pair of dry palms appeared on his shoulders.

"Follow me?" Da Qiang's body was covered with deep cold, and his face changed instantly.

The strength of these skinny hands was astonishing, no, it should be said that the supernatural power was so powerful that it made him desperate. At this moment, he lost control of his body, and was forced to sit slumped down by his shoulders.

"Yang Jian!" Daqiang shouted hoarsely.

At this moment, Yang Jian also moved suddenly. His ghostly eyes peeked at everything, and he also found the pair of hands that appeared behind Daqiang.

The ghost eyes' six layers of ghost domains superimposed in an instant, and the hands stopped moving.

Immediately afterwards, the hatchet in Yang Jian's hand chopped down, even if there was no trigger medium, it could cut off the ghost's palm in an instant.

But at this time.

Those skinny palms with blackened nails seemed to have sensed half of the danger, and they were withdrawing quickly, and the movement was very fast.

But under the influence of the sixth level of ghost domain, it was very slow, at least its three skinny and long fingers were cut off, and then the hands disappeared.

But Daqiang's face was already ashen, without the breath of life.

As a ghost master, he died just by being put on his shoulders by a ghost and pressed lightly.

Some kind of horrific and mortal law of killing seems to be triggered.

On the black grand teacher's chair, a pair of skinny hands are still resting on it, but these hands are missing three fingers, so they are incomplete.

The ghost, attacked with a hatchet, was partially dismembered, and the horror level was reduced.

Yang Jian quickly picked up those fingers and threw them into the red coffin, so as not to add unnecessary accidents.

The dismemberment is not enough, the ghost still has the ability to move, if you want to completely break up the ghost to the point where there is no threat, at least five fingers must be cut off, which is far from enough.

Yang Jian stepped forward again with the hatchet and slashed at the ghost hand.

This time, the ghost didn't dodge, and the two crippled fingers were cut off.

One hand completely slipped off the black grand master's chair, leaving only one hand still resting on it.

Yang Jian picked up the dropped hand and threw it into the coffin.

With the help of the ability of the old man in the red coffin to suppress the supernatural power, the fingers of these ghosts are rendered useless, preventing the ghost hand from recovering again.

"Mourning clothes are not necessarily able to block the attacks of ghosts, they can only block most of them, just like the corpse of the old man in this coffin." Zhou Tianyi's face also became serious.

Zhao Yichen is now missing, and he can only rely on his own ability to survive here.

"At the moment when the old man wakes up and sits up, he can only suppress most of the ghosts. We need to fight against those missing places."

"Today's condolence even if we have done the right thing, but the danger will still exist, but it is much better than before. After all, Daqiang is the first person who died who should have died. Although the others died, But it’s all because the balance has been broken.”

Ma Lin's face was solemn, and he didn't know whether to be lucky or sad.

Fortunately, the ghost hand just now was not the one who attacked him.

Sadly, even if there is nothing this time, there is still a huge danger in the old house.

Fortunately, after the ghost just got out of control, the old mansion returned to calm again, obviously because all the ghosts capable of moving were dealt with, and the ghost with one hand resting on the black master chair also lost the ability to move.

It was missing five fingers, the puzzle was broken, and the horror level was clearly lowered.

Now he doesn't even have the ability to push the black grand master's chair, so he can only stand there without moving like other ghosts.

In the eerie calm, hour after hour passed, and the passage of time could not be felt in the ancient house, because it was still a dark and depressing environment no matter it was night or day, so the time could only be confirmed through watches, mobile phones and other timing tools.

However, when the time came to ten o'clock in the morning, a small but disturbing thing happened.

The corpse of the old man sitting in the red coffin actually tilted at this time, and he was no longer sitting so straight, but his body was slightly leaning back, as if he was about to lie down again.

However, the old man's body didn't lie down, but kept leaning back in a strange posture.

And after this abnormality appeared, the balance in the ancient house was also broken.

Almost all the ghosts took two steps forward at the same time, and the darkness came and approached again.

"What's going on?" Ma Lin was startled, and quickly backed away.

Yang Jian's ghostly eyes peeked at everything, and he said coldly: "The old man in the coffin can't suppress these ghosts anymore, the ghosts continue to invade."

"Improbable, isn't the old man in the coffin more powerful the closer he is to the first seven? Because the old man's body is in a state of resuscitation." Li Yang was puzzled.

Zhou Tianyi said: "The old man is recovering, and the ghosts here are also recovering after losing their restraints. Do you think it's the old man recovering faster, or these ghosts recovering faster."

Yang Jian nodded, agreeing with Zhou Tianyi's statement.

"Everything is calculated. On the fourth day, the old man and the ghost will be revived, and the other ghosts will appear on the fourth day. So at the beginning, the old man is strong and the other ghosts are weak, but as time goes by, the balance will tilt, and finally it will be broken. That limit should be twelve o'clock tonight."

"So, the ghost feast on the fifth day begins."

"The group of ghosts revives, the ancient house becomes a jeopardy, and everyone will die tragically, just like a gluttonous feast belonging to the ghosts."

After hearing this, the rest of the people's hearts gradually sank to the bottom of the valley, icy cold.

"What I'm most worried about now is not these ghosts, but that this old man may not last until twelve o'clock, and the out-of-control situation will appear earlier, even if it is half an hour earlier, no, 10 minutes earlier, we will all be wiped out here." Yang Jian said with a serious face.

"If everything is calculated, then there should be no problem. The old man has not yet returned to the coffin, which means that the confrontation is still going on." Ma Lin said, looking at the coffin.

Yang Jian's face was ugly. "If it's just ghosts inside and outside the old house, the existence of the old man should be enough to maintain the balance, but don't forget, when we got off the car before, there were foreign spirits invading here. So the foreign spirit power is probably the last straw. "

"Not necessarily. Although a few ghosts came in, the boss also restrained several ghosts before. Calculated in this way, the resistance should be about the same." Zhou Tianyi said suddenly.

Yang Jian nodded when he heard the words, "You're right. Before we were in the woods, Zhao Yichen restrained a few terrifying ghosts. One increase and one decrease, but the spiritual strength didn't change much."

"But don't forget, Zhao Yichen went out, the ghost rice was in his hands, and he didn't come back, even if the old man lasted until twelve o'clock, it was still useless."

"Without those ghost rice for ghosts to eat, finish the fifth day's ghost feast, and then these ghosts will tear us to pieces."

"It's ten o'clock in the morning, and there are still fourteen hours before twelve o'clock in the evening. If Zhao Yichen hasn't come back after two hours, I can only go and have a look."

Zhou Tianyi looked puzzled, "Captain Yang, we can use the photo to call the boss directly, why do we have to go out?"

Yang Jian shook his head and explained: "Before he entered that locked room, maybe he was doing something, calling him with a photo may not be useful."

"But you'd better give it a try first. If it doesn't work, I'll go over and have a look. I'm worried that the room can only be opened from the outside, not from the inside."

Judging from the current situation, there is no problem for the old man in the red coffin to maintain a 24-hour balance.

But all the ghost rice is with Zhao Yichen, and the only way to survive is to find Zhao Yichen.

Time passed slowly, and it was twelve o'clock at noon.

"Zhou Tianyi, try to see if you can contact Zhao Yichen." Yang Jian said to Zhou Tianyi just after the time was up.

"Okay, Team Yang, I'll contact you immediately." Zhou Tianyi took out a portrait from his body and called Zhao Yichen's name.

It's just that every call in the past can be answered quickly, but this time there is an unexpected situation. After almost 5 minutes, there is still no movement in the photo.

"It seems that this method won't work. Now the ancient house is barely maintaining a balance. Pay attention to yourself. I'll go over to check on Zhao Yichen's situation."

As he spoke, Yang Jian wrapped himself in a ghost image, and walked from the wall to the previous red room.

Avoid all the ghosts and come to the red room, the door of the room is closed tightly at this time.

"No ghosts have moved, it seems that there should be no accidents."

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried that this room would be opened by some ghost.

Slowly pushing the door open, through the gap opened, he could see a permeating dark red light emanating from the room.

This kind of light is similar to the ghost creature released by his ghost eyes, it is blood red light.

However, the dark red light emitted in the room at this time is more penetrating than when it was sent last time.

The light became redder, and just through the crack of the door, he felt that the room inside seemed to be filled with scarlet blood.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that there were two figures in the room.

"It's Zhao Yichen and He Yuelian? What are they doing?"

In his line of sight, he couldn't see the specific situation of the two of them, only a rough outline.

At this moment, he could only see Zhao Yichen standing on He Yuelian's body with his hands on He Yuelian's body, the two of them were like a loving couple.

Standing together in front of the mirror, enjoying the time that belongs to two people alone, and appreciating the beauty of each other.

"Didn't the room before have no mirror? Where did they get the mirror?"

It's just that Yang Jian felt a chill in his heart when he watched this scene. At the same time, he also noticed that there was one more thing not far from the two than before.

It was a cupboard, and it looked like a ghost cupboard.

"How did the ghost cabinet appear here? It seems that opening this room caused some kind of change after all."

"And Zhao Yichen and the others, what's the situation now?"

"The red ghost cabinet, the red wedding dress, the red room, and that mirror, which looks a bit like a ghost mirror."

Yang Jian remembered that when he and Gui Gui first traded, Gui Gui gave him a photo.

Now that I think about the image of the bride in that photo, isn't it exactly the same as He Yuelian who is wearing the wedding dress now?

"That mirror should not appear here, it should just be some kind of similar supernatural item."

"After all, the current bodies of Zhao Yichen and He Yuelian cannot be reflected by the ghost mirror at all."

(End of this chapter)