Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 151 entanglement
"squeak--"

With a whine, the rusty door slowly opened outward.

Obviously, most of the doors he encountered before were locked, but this time Zhang Qian was lucky enough to find a door that could be opened.

Listening to the movement in the room, Zhang Qian held the door handle tightly and had no intention of entering the room rashly.

After all, you only need to stand at the door and observe the situation inside the room through the half-open door.

There is no doubt that this is another room with old decoration and furniture. It is like an assembly line from the previous rooms, and there is no difference at all.

Looking past those already familiar places, Zhang Qian's eyes wandered around, trying to find the differences.

But after searching around, he couldn't see any figures or strange objects, as if it was an empty room.

"its not right……"

I held the map in front of me again and checked it.

The room in front of me is only very light in color, but still has a hint of gray, and is not completely blank.

In other words, there are still evil ghosts here, and no matter how bad it is, there should be some traces left by the evil ghosts.

After thinking about it, Zhang Qian opened the door and planned to go in to find out.

You may have to use the ghost map during this period on the ghost ship. If possible, it is better to confirm its accuracy.

This room at least looks relatively safe, and the danger of trying to verify it is not that great.

Just as Zhang Qian had already stepped through the door, most of his attention was focused on the interior of the room.

Something suddenly happened in the corridor.

A black shadow suddenly shot out without any sound, suddenly breaking into the corner of Zhang Qian's eye.

Although I can't see clearly what this thing looks like, besides ghosts, what else could make such a noise on the ghost ship?

Without hesitation, Zhang Qian subconsciously swung the wooden stick in his hand. The fluorescence on the wooden stick flashed slightly, and with a bang, it hit the black shadow hard.

The winner was decided after a brief collision of supernatural beings. With the blessing of true energy, the black shadow had no room to resist, and was uprooted before it had time to make a move.

Then the black shadow flew out from the carpet and fell heavily to the corridor not far away.

Only then did Zhang Qian see what the thing looked like.

"An arm?"

There was no trace of skin on the highly decomposed arm. The arm seemed to have been torn from someone's body, and jagged pieces of flesh and white bones could still be seen at the fracture.

This heavy blow seemed to have caused a lot of damage to the arm.The arm that just wanted to make a sneak attack could only curl up on the ground. It no longer looked like a rotting corpse. Even if it was thrown into a mass grave, it would not feel out of place.

The arm seemed to be out of action, motionless under Zhang Qian's guarded gaze, as if it was just a dead arm.

"Killed in seconds with one stick? The power seems pretty good."

Zhang Qian lifted the stick and looked at it. The place where the tip collided with the ghost did not change at all, not even a scratch could be found.

Perhaps because of the dark red paint on the wooden stick itself, the blood blended into the wooden stick, and even the vague blood stains could not be seen on it.

"Sure enough, the evil spirits still have to use supernatural things to fight. Using gold is just a helpless move. The strength of this stick is good and the feel is acceptable. It is much easier to use than the golden swing stick." "And this is just a stool leg. If It will definitely be more powerful if you can put it together, but I don’t know where the other parts of the stool are.”

After confirming that the broken arm had lost the ability to resist, Zhang Qian held a sword flower in his arms. Looking at this thing, he always felt familiar.

Although he couldn't clearly see the appearance of the mutilated ghost in the corridor before, the arm that first entered the room impressed him deeply.

The bloody appearance of the severed arm now is exactly the same as the original arm.

"I don't know about the ability, but the appearance is correct. But the arm should be part of the ghost, but there is only one arm here. Could it be that the ghost with mutilated limbs can also have a clone?"

"Even if it can clone, its main body has not appeared. How did this thing suddenly appear at my feet?"

He had taken every step he took very carefully, and he had carefully explored the surrounding environment. It was impossible to miss such a big arm.

Weighing the wooden stick in his hand, Zhang Qian looked towards the corridors to the left and right with some uncertainty.

Nothing at all.

Even with the blessing of zhenqi, the only visible parts of the field of vision were narrow corridors and neatly arranged iron doors.

Even as Zhang Qian's movements stopped, the entire corridor fell into a deathly silence, as if nothing existed here except for him.

strangeness……

Just as he changed direction and was about to walk over to pick up his arm and check it, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

The arm that had just been lying peacefully on the ground suddenly began to disappear, as if it had been molded. It started to sink from the bottom to the floor little by little, and soon no trace of its existence could be found.

There was no sound or fluctuation in this process. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Qian probably wouldn't have been able to detect it.

Just like he failed to detect the sneak attack of the rotten arm in the first place.

"If it can disappear like this, it can naturally appear like this."

Zhang Qian frowned and looked at the black water gushing out from his feet, feeling that these things were the key to the appearance and disappearance of the broken arm.

"Although this speed is not fast, it is indeed similar to space movement. Does this black liquid have some characteristics of the ghost realm?"

If this were the case, it would be considered normal to be able to initiate actions silently.

"Then this severed limb is indeed from the mutilated limb ghost. After all, the mutilated limb ghost is suspected to be the fusion of the human figure after swallowing the water ghost. It is normal to inherit the ability of the water ghost."

Although the identity of the broken arm was found out, Zhang Qian's mood did not relax, but became more solemn.

The mutilated ghost had given up attacking him before, and would not come to him again unless the killing pattern was triggered.

But he didn't do anything just now. He was sensed by the mutilated ghost who didn't know how far away he was. He even wanted to use the ghost realm to kill him from the air.

"Thinking about that inexplicable chase at the beginning, maybe the moment I walked into the aisle, I was already on the murder list of the evil ghost..."

For Zhang Qian, this kind of killing pattern is no different from a certain trigger. After all, he can't stay in the room forever, and the room can't block this evil ghost.

Even if nothing happens now, it's really stressful to have to act against a ghost that may attack at any time.

I had already been entangled in the weird music before, but now that there was another ghost, I was naturally not afraid of a pair of ghosts. What I was afraid of was that two ghosts came together, which would be fun.

(End of this chapter)