The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 217

"Come?" Zhao Yi glanced at Yang Jian, and his gaze stayed on the two boxes in his hand.

"There is a ghost coming, you wait a moment before you start acting."

Zhao Yi looked outside the temple, "Is that grandma from your village? Please persuade her to go back."

Yang Jian couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, is there a ghost about to appear?
But he didn't think too much, Zhao Yi didn't need to lie to him at this time, so he went to persuade the old woman to go back to the village.

Just a few minutes after the old lady left, suddenly.

"Jingle Bell"

A phone rang, "Is it my phone?"

Yang Jian didn't know, so he took out his walkie-talkie and took a look, but there was no notification of an incoming call.

"Could it be Zhao Yi?" Yang Jian suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the temple.

At this time, Zhao Yi was standing in the small temple, a telephone wire fell from the ceiling at some point, and an old-fashioned telephone receiver just appeared here.

The ringtone of "Dinglingling" came from here, which was weird and infiltrating.

Fortunately, the music of the music box is constantly echoing in Zhao Yi's mind at this time. Although he has listened to the music of the music box countless times, Zhao Yi is already bored.

But there is no doubt that at this time, music boxes are more willing to listen to than telephone ringtones.

The music of "Ding Dong Ding Dong" from the music box kept echoing in Zhao Yi's mind, and the ringing of the phone was completely blocked.

"It appears to be safe."

Zhao Yi looked at the telephone receiver hanging from the ceiling, and took out a landline telephone.

This is a telephone landline, and the effect is to be able to hack into the surrounding phones and spread the sound.

Taking out the landline phone, Zhao Yi reached out and grabbed the phone.

At this time, Yang Jian also walked in, and he immediately saw a scene that surprised him.

"Is this a ghost call?" A ghost call is one of the most inexplicable ghosts in the world.

Incoming calls are fatal, unpredictable and untraceable.

"How did you provoke this thing? And you can predict it in advance."

Yang Jian looked at Zhao Yi's situation, although the phone was still ringing, he didn't care.

Ghost calls have a very special rule, the call is sure to kill, but only one person will be killed each time.

Now its attack target is Zhao Yi, if Zhao Yi is not dead, it is impossible for it to attack other people.

"Of course I made an appointment with it."

Zhao Yi's face was very calm, and he pulled the phone receiver over directly, and pulled the phone receiver, which had fallen on the ceiling and could only fall a little more than one meter, onto the landline.

Press the handset of the ghost call to the landline, and soon some strange changes began to appear around, and a biting coldness appeared.

"Jingle Bell"

Soon there was a second bell ringing around, followed by a third.

"Damn, are you going to fight this ghost hard?"

Yang Jian cursed secretly, then ran outside, he didn't want to bear the ghost's calls and attacks.

Zhao Yi looked at the extra phones around him with a serious expression, and paper figures began to appear around them, grabbing the phones one by one.

"Your body came to attack me in person."

Zhao Yi spoke to the air using the spirit of the ghost game, his tone was weird, and he looked extremely strange.

The spirit of the ghost game was activated, the surrounding ringtones became even weirder, and dense telephone lines and receivers were entangled together.

"Jingle Bell"

The strange sound was endless, and the surrounding seemed to become a Jedi. Anyone who could hear this strange ringtone would die immediately.

Yang Jian stood in the distance, his body was covered by a burst of red light, looking extremely strange, although the ghost call only attacked one person at a time.

But there was obviously more than one phone call before, so he directly used ghosts to isolate himself.

At this moment, he looked at the situation in the temple, and his face changed.

Above the temple, telephone wires are tangled together densely. If someone with trypophobia sees this scene, they may already faint from fright without hearing the ringtone.

The most important thing is that these telephone lines are not static. Each telephone receiver seems to be alive, constantly surging towards the surroundings, as if trying to find a target.

"Want to find a ghost slave to increase the strength of the spirit? Don't even think about it."

Zhao Yi looked at the surrounding telephone lines and sneered, the faint blue light spread rapidly, covering these densely packed telephone lines in an instant.

Although the ghost slave is not a jigsaw puzzle, it is like a ghost with those body parts.

They need a body to maximize their supernatural powers, and the same is true for these supernatural props.

Having a corpse ghost slave under their own control is also a great improvement for them.

Zhao Yi stretched out his hand towards the position of the game bracelet, and after a while, he took out a weird mask.

There is a weird smile on the mask, which looks a bit exaggerated and peaceful. It looks like a smiling face mask used to make people laugh, but it makes people feel terrified when they think carefully.

Zhao Yi put the mask on his face, and the feeling on his body changed.

"cluck"

A strange laugh came from Zhao Yi's mouth, and the surrounding scenery also changed.

The blue light disappeared unknowingly, and the surrounding area turned into a strange village, and the densely packed telephone wires also disappeared, leaving only Zhao Yi standing there alone.

Strange laughter echoed around, and now it has entered the world of consciousness.

This is a fantasy world woven by the spirit of clown ghosts, which can only be entered consciously.

With the cooperation of the ghostly smiling face, the scope of influence of this fantasy world has become even greater.

Even as long as the voice of the smiling face can reach, anyone who hears the laughter can be pulled into the fantasy world by Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi looked around, there were quite a few people in the village, everything here was similar to the village in yesterday's ghost dream, it could even be said to be completely the same world, and they all belonged to Huanggang Village.

The only difference may be that these people in the village are all smiling now.

"Is the ghost call hidden here now?"

Zhao Yi frowned and looked at everything around him, he was very sure that the ghost call had been pulled into the fantasy world by himself.

And now the ghost call should still look like a phone, but I don't know where it is.

But at this moment, Zhao Yi seemed to have a feeling.He suddenly looked in a distant direction.

"Is that the world of ghost dreams?"

The surrounding area of ​​the village was shrouded in a layer of black mist, which did not appear.

However, at the east end of the village, it did not end, but a narrow and long road leading to another village.

That village is the Meishan Village in the dream world yesterday. There is still a strange figure there, but the other party seems afraid to leave his home field and enter this side.

(End of this chapter)