Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 124

In the silent room, Zhang Qian stared at the two envelopes, feeling a little hesitant.

He has no memory of anything related to supernatural events, so he is not sure what the envelope does.

If the envelope is some kind of prop, but it becomes ineffective once opened, then his act of opening the envelope is tantamount to seeking death.

"But now there is a serious lack of information. Normally there must be a letter in the envelope, and the letter is a good opportunity to get clues."

"And according to previous speculation, only one letter is enough to send to the captain, but there are two letters here. The number does not match up at all..."

It's impossible for both letters to be addressed to the captain, right?

This speculation is related to his own life, Zhang Qian does not dare to make such a childish judgment.

It would be a lot of fun if he just went to the captain with the letter carelessly and found out in the end that the letter was actually information sent to him by someone else.

The crashing waves kept surging, seeming to urge Zhang Qian to make a decision.

"It's safer to open it and take a look."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qian decided to be more cautious.

Sending a letter to the captain is just a conjecture, and there is no evidence to support it for the time being. However, it is solid information that there are unknown dangers in the ship. Running around may give the evil ghost extra food.

"After reading it, take it back carefully. You shouldn't see any clues."

After all, the two envelopes were not sealed, the seals were just affixed to the envelopes, and were not reinforced with glue or anything like that.

I don’t know if I am sure that the contents inside will not spill out, or if it is simply empty.

Holding his breath, Zhang Qian slowly touched the seal of the envelope with his hand.

The distance between his fingertips and the envelope was getting closer and closer, and he concentrated his attention, fearing that something might happen.

Sudden.

At the moment when the seal was about to be lifted.

Zhang Qian felt as if he had been shocked, his whole body was trembling, and his hand unconsciously left the envelope.

But after feeling it carefully, there was nothing uncomfortable on my body, and there were no signs of electric shock on my fingers.

This electric shock-like feeling did not come from the envelope, but from Zhang Qian's own body.

"You will die once you open it..."

This thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Just like a spiritual animal that seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, Zhang Qian also received some kind of intuitive warning.

He felt that his life was in danger, like a glass bottle hanging on a cliff by a thin rope. If anything happened, it would fall to the bottom and break into pieces.

This letter is the rope, and it could very well be a matter of his life or death.

As for the other letter, it didn't feel that way.

Probably because Zhang Qian no longer really knows how to open it.

"I thought I could collect some clues..." After sighing, Zhang Qian had no intention of trying again.

He decided to trust his instincts.

Although the feeling came suddenly, if you can't believe it in yourself, then there is nothing in the world that you can believe in.

"But the results are pretty good. At least we can confirm that these two letters are very unusual and have a high probability of being related to the supernatural."

"And the letters were not for me, but I brought them in, which shows that my previous speculation was correct. Delivering the letters to the recipient on the ghost ship is the purpose of my trip."

"I don't know who wrote this letter. There is no recipient..."

The space of a ship is so huge that you have to search from room to room to find out when to go.

This ghost ship is not a good place either. I am afraid that the evil ghost has already made a meal for me before I can find the recipient.

"I didn't leave any clues before the mission. Does this mean that the characteristics of the recipient are very obvious and do not require any guidance?"

"Let's try to find the captain first. At least it should be the most special existence of the ghost ship..." After making up his mind, Zhang Qian did not leave immediately.

There is one last thing left to do.

"Candles... don't know what they do."

The candle that can be brought into the ghost ship by oneself is definitely not a mortal thing, but its effect is unknown. If it cannot be used at the right time, it may have the opposite effect.

The current environment is relatively safe and it is the best time to experiment.

After holding the scarlet candle in my hand, there was no special feeling.

Judging from the traces of previous use, it should be ignited before it will be effective.

"Even if it is a prop related to supernatural beings, how can it be used in such a simple and unpretentious way?"

A click.

The gold lighter burst into flames and easily ignited the wick of the candle.

The orange candle flames are rising. This color is similar to the light of the chandelier, but it gives people a completely different feeling.

The light shining on people's bodies will make people feel cold, but the candlelight will make people feel warm.

The candlelight is obviously not very bright, but it is clearly visible under the light of the chandelier, and even has a clear dividing line with the light.

I reached out and touched it gently, but there was nothing real.

It seemed like it was just an area held up by candlelight out of thin air.

"It seems to have isolated me from the outside environment. Even though the environment is like this, I wonder if it can isolate the evil ghosts?"

Standing within the scope of this candlelight, Zhang Qian felt an inexplicable sense of security, and the nervousness that even he himself was not aware of quietly subsided.

It's a pity that there is no other way to test other effects.

But no matter what the specific effect is, as long as you can be sure that it is harmless to you.

I observed the burning speed of the candle. It was a bit fast. If it kept burning like this, it wouldn't last long.

"I don't know how long it will stay there yet. Let's wait until we are in danger before using it."

Blow out the candle gently.

Zhang Qian walked toward the door.

Before leaving, he took one last look in the mirror to make sure there was still nothing in it.

"Hope everything goes well..."

The door was unlocked and opened when the door handle was pressed.

"crunch-"

The noisy screams echoed in the dark corridor, and the echoes overlapped and sounded harsh as if they were amplified by a loudspeaker.

Several beams of yellow light shot out from the door and hit the closed iron door opposite.

Zhang Qian was not in a hurry to go out. He put his hand on the door handle, ready to close the door at any time.

He stood quietly, listening carefully to the movements inside the corridor, not daring to let go of any disturbance.

After a while.

There is no sound.

Not bad, it seems that the sound did not attract anything strange.

Weiwei poked his head out. Since the door opened to the left, Zhang Qian chose to take a look at the situation on the right first.

By flickering lights.

He saw a bottomless corridor, with iron doors of the same style on both sides of the corridor, but the states of these doors were different.

(End of this chapter)