Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 130 Footsteps at the other end of the corridor
In the middle of the two closed doors, a fat corpse was shaking constantly, like a human being about to wake up from sleep.

The previous attack from the dead man's legs was not enough to defeat it. As time passed, this evil ghost was reviving at an extremely fast speed.

Stream after stream of dark liquid gushes out from the depressions of the corpse. The liquid is very smelly, as thick as the pus that melted from the corpse, and does not reflect any light under the light.

A certain cold feeling drifted to Zhang Qian's side along with the smell, and the flame in his hand trembled and became slightly brighter.

The power of Li Gui is recovering. Although it has not yet fully emerged, this special candle has already detected abnormalities.

The corpse was shaking faster and faster, lying on the ground and vomiting continuously, and the speed of liquid gushing out was also accelerated.

What started as an intermittent trickle gradually thickened, and within a moment it was almost the same as a faucet turned to its maximum.

Zhang Qian, who had been far away for a long time, looked at this scene, feeling the sticky feeling under his feet, and suddenly realized that the liquid seemed to be similar to the black liquid in the carpet.

"I previously thought that the carpet was leaking due to moisture, so it accumulated so much liquid, but it turned out to be traces left by this evil ghost."

"To leave so much black water in the entire corridor, how long has this evil ghost been lingering here..."

After a while, the corpse still had no intention of stopping and kept vomiting, as if its fat body was filled with black liquid.

"How much water did this thing drink before it was alive? Isn't it drowned? Its body does look like the drowned corpse in the rumors. Maybe this ghost is a water ghost?"

Gradually, Zhang Qian discovered something wrong.

According to common sense, in such an open environment, these liquids will just flow everywhere. Unless they fill all the rooms and the entire corridor, they will only form a few small puddles at most.

But the water level beside the body was rising, and Zhang Qian could even see a cross-section of the liquid.

These sudden gushes of liquid were restricted within a certain range, only concentrated around the body and did not flow around.

It's like a transparent glass tank is installed around the body, and all the liquid is poured into the tank until the tank is filled with no chance of overflowing.

"Darkness...is this what it is?"

Zhang Qian quickly understood something.

"When the water level submerged the body and spread to the ceiling of the corridor, the section should look the same as the darkness seen before."

After a while, the black water formed a thick layer, which was significantly higher than the surrounding carpet.

Although this height is insignificant compared to the thickness of the corpse, the buoyancy of the black water is very amazing. Just this small amount is enough to play a big role.

The seemingly huge corpse actually moved with the help of Heishui, and the upper half of the body slowly lifted up, as if it was about to stand up.

The two stubby arms also twitched twice, as if trying to prop up the body.

However, the two arms just rested on the ground and trembled twice, without achieving any results.

Perhaps the tiny arms were not strong enough, or perhaps the influence of the dead legs was not completely eliminated.

But this only delays its recovery. As the water level rises, its strength will eventually be restored.

Looking at the fierce ghost with small arms and short legs, Zhang Qian inexplicably thought of the old turtle.

With its huge body and short limbs, this ferocious ghost looks a bit funny.

But soon he stopped laughing.

The black water surface suddenly rippled, and the entire body of water moved forward a little distance.

The ghost floating on the water naturally moved accordingly. "Holy shit...you're still chasing me? There's a ghost behind you, don't you care!"

Zhang Qian, who was paying attention to the situation here, narrowed his pupils, hoping that Li Gui would pay attention to the order and avenge the revenge he had just forged.

It's a pity that the water ghost didn't respond at all, and didn't have any idea about the dead man's legs that were so close. Instead, he slowly and firmly moved towards Zhang Qian, with the intention of not stopping.

"Won't fierce ghosts attack each other?"

"But that dead man's leg showed no mercy when it tripped the water ghost. The water ghost took a long time to recover and still hasn't recovered..."

All kinds of thoughts came out so fast that Zhang Qian had no time to process them. He just wanted to speed up and get away before the body fully recovered.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Misfortunes never come singly, a series of noisy footsteps suddenly came from deep in the corridor. Judging from the posture, there were definitely a lot of people, at least five or six people walking side by side.

Zhang Qian was slightly startled and felt a chill in his heart.

Apart from him, there were no ordinary people on the ghost ship. They were probably just other ghosts.

One water ghost would almost kill him. If there were five more, would he still be alive?

The footsteps did not slow down because of Zhang Qian's hesitation, but gradually became clearer as the distance shortened.

Although the source of the sound was still in the darkness and it would take some time for the ghosts to come out, there were no other forks in the corridor, so it was only a matter of time before Zhang Qian ran into them.

Looking behind him, he saw that the water level of the black water had reached the water ghost's waist, and the whole corpse had completely stood up, floating in the direction of Zhang Qian like a drift in the water.

Although the speed is not the fastest, it is not much different.

"There aren't many candles left, the pistol is useless, the lighter and the mobile phone... except for envelopes, I don't seem to have any other props on me that I can use."

"If it doesn't work, I can only give the envelope to Li Gui and try to fight fire with fire."

If you hold the letters and open them, you will die. I hope they can be used as bombs.

Zhang Qian's footsteps did not stop, and he still faced the sound of footsteps and stayed as far away from the water ghost as possible.

It's not that I'm more afraid of water ghosts, it's mainly because there is no way to survive behind me, but there are unknown areas ahead. Maybe if I take a few more steps, I can encounter other hope?

Along the way, he also tried to open the door next to him.

But none of these doors can be opened. Some door handles are rusted and cannot be turned at all; some are locked, and there is no response even if the door handle is pressed...

After trying a few doors, Zhang Qian gave up. The water ghost was still hanging behind him. He didn't want to give his head to the water ghost because of these attempts.

At the very least, we need to find out what the source of the footsteps is.

"If it were a human being, it would be extraordinary to be able to survive on the ghost ship. He might even be a legendary transcendent."

"Even if it's a ghost, it's not completely hopeless. Previously, a dead man's legs could trip up a water ghost. Now that two ghosts are colliding head-on, I don't believe they won't fight..."

"pat-"

In the darkness, a foot wearing leather shoes poked out first.

(End of this chapter)