Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 182 No way to retreat
At the top of the hall, oil lamps hung down and swayed gently.

The light emitted was not bright, but it was enough to see clearly what was going on inside the hall in the haze.

This space has a sense of age. Although the interior decoration is not damaged, it can be seen that the decoration style here is completely different from modern times.

In modern times, more relaxed light colors are used, but most of the decorations in this concert hall are dark brown, which looks solemn and solemn.

The space is so huge that it feels lonely. There are hundreds of seats in the lobby on the first floor alone, and there are many box-like areas on the second and higher floors.

Thankfully the seats were empty and nothing bad happened.

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhang Qian turned to look at the puppet who was meditating with his eyes closed, "How's it going? Have you remembered anything now?"

He did not delve into the little thoughts of the puppet just now. Compared with such innocuous things, Zhang Qian was more concerned about whether there was any danger in this hall and what should be done to leave the hall.

After all, according to the results of the scan just now, apart from the door behind him, there is no other exit to this concert hall.

"I understand." The doll suddenly opened its eyes.

"What?" Zhang Qian asked quickly.

The doll's eyes flashed with wisdom, "This is a concert hall, a place for listening to music."

"..."

Zhang Qian carried the doll around and said silently: "Anyone with eyes should be able to figure out where this place is."

"The question is, is there an exit from this concert hall? How can I leave from this place?"

"I don't know." The doll clasped its head and said seriously, "I can't remember."

It's really hopeless.

Zhang Qian casually threw the doll to the ground, "You can go and stay where you can to cool off. If you can't, you can just walk around for a while."

"It's not safe around here, we'd better act together." The puppet quickly crawled back to Zhang Qian's feet.

It could be tougher before with ghost eyes, but now it doesn't have any ghosts on it, so it really can't toughen up anymore.

Zhang Qian glanced at the doll and didn't bother to pay any more attention to it.

He didn't believe that an alien that had lived for decades could be so funny. The gesture he made now was just to make him relax his vigilance.

I don’t know what this guy is secretly hiding.

Secretly keeping an eye on it, Zhang Qian focused on the things in his hands.

In such an unknown environment, it would be great if we could know where there are dangers.

It just so happens that Ghost Map has this ability.

At present, it seems that the content on the ghost map appears based on the surrounding environment, but I don't know whether this rule can take effect in spaces other than corridors.

"Doesn't it work?"

After unfolding the map in his hand, Zhang Qian couldn't help but frown a little.

The content on the map seems to have not changed much, there are still two rows of rooms and one corridor.

This map is a special attack on the corridor. It is useless if you leave the corridor?

Wouldn't it be better to find an opportunity and throw it away?

The reason for this unknown side effect was because its effect was strong enough. Now that it has failed, it is better to eliminate the threat as soon as possible.

I don’t know if the human head bug can bite me...

Just as I was thinking about it, the contents on the map suddenly changed.

First, a little ink stain suddenly appeared in the center of the map, and then more and more spots began to appear in various locations on the map. These ink stains soon connected together, completely dyeing the entire map black.

And then... no more.

Looking at the pure black map, Zhang Qian suddenly had a bad guess in his heart.

It is known that the darker the room in the corridor, the more dangerous it is, but now in such a black situation...

"Stop pretending, are you sure you can't think of a way to leave?" Zhang Qian asked seriously.

The puppet who was picking his feet on the ground was confused for a moment, but he still quickly gave the answer, "I don't have any impression of the concert hall, I just remember a name."

"Then we can only go back and take a look." Zhang Qian looked back at the door with a solemn expression.

There are no other portals in the hall, and this is probably the only way to exit.

Although they came out of the trash can, the door did not necessarily lead to the trash can.

At least the door of a normal concert hall shouldn't open inside a trash can, right?
No matter what is outside, it is better than facing the unknown dangers in this concert hall.

The blackness of the ghost map was already a very serious warning, and Zhang Qian did not want to turn a blind eye to such an obvious warning.

"Then give it a try. Those human-headed maggots are not scary, but it is more troublesome to not see this characteristic..."

After the puppet finished speaking, it stared directly at Zhang Qian, its meaning was self-evident.

"Snapped."

The white eyeballs hit the puppet's hand, and Zhang Qian reminded, "Try not to let those things rush in. Although the concert hall is still calm now, the infiltration of unknown supernatural beings is likely to break the balance."

"Don't worry." The doll promised, "I will kill as many of these things as they come. Just open the door without any worries."

After saying that, it put the ghost eye into its eye socket, turned its white eyeball, and a pinpoint-sized pupil quickly came to the center of the eye socket.

Seeing that the puppet was ready, Zhang Qian carried it to the door and said, "Get ready..."

"Three...two...one..."

The voice just fell.

Zhang Qian's hands held the door at the same time, and the supernatural power in his body began to bless the heavy door.

Compared with the ease when entering the concert hall, the resistance when trying to open the door seems to be greater now.

But the supernatural power in Zhang Qian's body is definitely not small now. Once it is truly mobilized, there is no way to block this door.

"..."

Silently, a gap finally opened in the tightly sealed door.

This gap is not big, let alone passing through, you can't even see the outside scene.

After a while, the movements on Zhang Qian's hands gradually stopped.

At this moment, the door has been opened half a finger's width, which is almost enough to observe the environment.

The environment outside the door should be very dark, with no light passing through the crack in the door...

Could it be that someone really opened a concert hall in a trash can?
But maybe it's just darker outside?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qian slowly raised his eyes.

The doll's ghost eyes don't have the ability to see in the dark, so if he wants to see clearly what's going on outside, he has to do it himself.

Slowly putting his eyes to the crack of the door, Zhang Qian was able to peek into the darkness.

The good news is that it's not a garbage house outside, and with the blessing of true energy, you can see traces of the building.

The bad news is that the corridor outside seems to be the same as the one coming from, and the corridor is very lively and almost filled with people.

(End of this chapter)