Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 189 Out of Control
Figures with numb expressions sat stiffly on the seats, their gray eyes unfocused, just staring blankly at the stage.

Their appearance is not much different from that of ordinary people. Except for their lack of vitality, they look like normal humans.

The ages and genders among them are also different. There are old men in their 80s and 30s, as well as women in their [-]s and [-]s, and each figure has a different appearance.

It's as if hundreds of people with different identities were gathered together and then some means were used to create such a weird puppet.

Perhaps they are the real passengers on the ghost ship. The rooms in the corridor did not belong to the ghosts in the first place, but to these audiences.

"There will be no outsiders in the ghost ship except me. Judging from the clothes of these people, they should all be from the Republic of China period, so they should have existed before the ghost ship was sealed by the owner of the ancient house."

Seeing these figures look away, Zhang Qian no longer had any scruples when looking at them.

"They should have been just ordinary people at first, but some kind of supernatural power eroded them into this inhuman and ghostly appearance."

Judging from the doll's words, it seems that the ghost ship did not exist as a supernatural place to imprison evil ghosts when it was first established.

The Bliss...sounds more like a place to enjoy life. From this point of view, it has nothing to do with evil ghosts.

"The root of the problem probably still lies with the captain. The ghost ship is probably the ghost he controls, but the current situation is somewhat similar to the ghost reviving..."

As long as we can find the captain, I believe many problems will be solved.

But before that, we have to find a way to get out of here.

The strange singing voice of the dancer is still in my ears.

Bursts of weird singing were mixed in with the music, and the voice was plaintive, as if it was crying or cursing something.

The content of the song was completely incomprehensible. Although I guessed that it was in Chinese, the intonation was not like Mandarin, but more like some unknown dialect.

Looking warily at the dancer whose face he couldn't see clearly, Zhang Qian paused for a moment and couldn't figure out what the song represented, so he had no choice but to give up.

The key to leaving should not lie in this song...

Zhang Qian frowned and thought about the next step.

The dizzying music was still there, but probably because he had recovered from an amnesia attack, there was no other discomfort except that it felt a little noisy.

Although the dancer's song sounded strange, it did not have any direct impact on Zhang Qian.

Or is it that the target of the singing voice is not him in the first place?

"The appearance of the figure is definitely not a coincidence. Although the time of appearance is a bit abrupt, it almost coincides with the time when the dancer starts singing."

"Perhaps the music played on the piano is an attack on living people, which can make people lose their memory. And the function of the singing is to summon these long-dead puppets and let them gather again in the hall?"

Li Gui definitely did not summon these undead souls to enjoy music, but the reason is not clear.

Zhang Qian carefully observed the surrounding environment, his thoughts racing in his heart.

Want to try and interrupt the dancer's singing?

He was a little undecided.

The current situation is just a little weird, but there is no crisis. However, if a certain rule is accidentally triggered, I am afraid that I will face an attack from those ghosts.

Even if these spectators are not real ghosts, this number is enough to surround Zhang Qian to death.

"Let's take a look at the situation first and then talk." Zhang Qian said secretly. "I may not be able to fight such figures, and there is no need to fight with them. After all, my purpose is just to evacuate from the concert hall, and I don't want to eradicate the supernatural beings in the concert hall."

There are so many supernatural beings on the ghost ship, and this is no less.

As long as we can get rid of the captain's boss, everything will be easy.If there is no way to deal with the captain, then there is actually no point in killing too many of these miscellaneous soldiers.

Zhang Qian also understood this and had been secretly looking for an exit from just now, but in the end he found nothing.

"The ghost ship has undergone changes, but the layout inside should not have changed much."

Zhang Qian was a little confused and began to review whether he had missed anything.

"The rule of leaving through the aisle is obviously set up during the time of the Bliss and is prepared for those passengers who need it."

"But normal passengers obviously can't just listen to music and sleep. They have to go somewhere else, right?"

Deck, banquet hall, lobby, lounge...

These places that are available on ordinary cruise ships should also be available on the ghost ship, and there are corresponding methods to get to those places.

"In the past, people in the ghost ship must have needed to leave the concert hall. Since they could not find an exit under normal circumstances, the medium of the piano should have undergone some changes now."

Unfortunately, things did not develop in the direction Zhang Qian expected.

There was no change in the architecture of the concert hall, and there was no such thing as a door suddenly appearing out of thin air.

Everything is exactly the same as when they first entered the hall, the only difference is that there are more ghosts in the concert hall.

"Could it be that the corridor actually connects more than just one place? It leads to a different area every time the rules are met, right?"

Do we really need to go down the aisle again?
Zhang Qian glanced at the doll lying on the side whose life and death were unknown.

It's a pity that this guy is still lying on the ground pretending to be dead, otherwise we could ask it if it can recall more memories.

Just as I was thinking about it, the doll actually moved as if it was sensing something.

Under the flickering light, the figure looked like a fake corpse, its limbs twitching uncoordinatedly.

The bald head was raised, and there was a clearly visible black scar on it.

Under the black scar, a pair of black and white eyes were staring at Zhang Qian with cold eyes.

At first glance, it seems to be no different from the doll's usual eyes, but Zhang Qian has a strange feeling.

It seems that the doll has lost itself, and the only ones controlling its body now are the ghosts that are on the verge of losing control.

Looking at this, it is somewhat similar to the way he was close to recovery due to memories before, but this time the degree of recovery is deeper.

"Crack-"

Several crisp skeletal collision sounds came from the doll's limbs, and the next moment, it stood upright from the ground.

Zhang Qian first glanced around and found that neither the audience nor the dancers noticed what was going on here, and then walked in the direction of the puppets.

After closing the distance, the doll made no other movements, but the white eye was slowly infected with black.

(End of this chapter)