I'm being held captive by a monster

Chapter 34: So Many Gluttonous Ghosts... (Please Read)
"...But kid, how do you know this replica ghost will definitely copy you?"

"It will, it will."

Lin Xing'an looked at the battlefield which had entered a fierce stage in the heavy rain.

"I have a way to make it copy me."

“It will definitely not refuse.”

Lin Xing'an felt his physical strength constantly recovering under the [Wave] and spoke again in a firm voice.

"it is good."

Zhang Yunxi nodded, just like Qiao Qiao and Wang Xi, without asking any more questions.

"Sister Yunxi, after you become invisible, no matter what happens, you must not come out."

"Don't give that copy ghost the chance to copy you."

"Also, you must maintain despair in your heart and not have any hope."

Lin Xing'an looked into Zhang Yunxi's eyes and instructed.

Zhang Yunxi also took the black bag containing various weapons from the back seat and took out a dagger from it.

"Brother Xiao, these three incense sticks will also create a 'physical invincibility' range, but it only lasts about eight minutes."

Three incense sticks that were obviously shorter flew out from Zhang Yunxi's sleeves.

After lighting it, she took out three red Muyin incense sticks and inserted them into her long hair like hairpins.

Wisps of green smoke rose in front of Lin Xing'an's eyes.

Zhang Yunxi's figure slowly disappeared in the car.

"Click."

The car door opens.

After a pause of one second, he closed it quietly.

Footprints appeared and disappeared on the water-filled ground.

The raindrops formed into a continuous mass and formed a mist, covering up all traces of Zhang Yunxi.

Lin Xing'an was the only one left in the car filled with fragrance.

The battle continues.

Lin Xing'an closed his eyes.

No problem, no problem...

He clenched his fists and went over the plan in his mind again.

The risk would be huge, and even if it succeeded, it would not be possible to save everyone 100%.

but……

Lin Xing'an could not think of any other solution.

His physical strength can only support him to retreat one last time.

After letting out a sigh, Lin Xing'an seemed to have thought of something and quickly took Zhang Yunxi's phone.

[We are at the train station and have news about Taoyuan Village]

Based on his last memory, he entered the phone number of the human organization that Qiao Qiao had told Zhang Yunxi and sent them a text message.

Then he reached into the back seat and took the camera that Wang Xi was using to take pictures today.

Teacher Orange and his team have been filming at the train station for a week now, but were only discovered by the copy ghost today.

Is this really a coincidence?

Or...did Wang Xi really capture something today?
Recalling the words of the copy ghost, Lin Xing'an pursed his lips slightly.

If it was just to save them, the human organization would not risk coming to the station, but what if it was for information related to Taoyuan Village?

Although Lin Xing'an had never considered asking for help from human organizations before, what if there really is hope?
He opened the camera and began to search through the album photos one by one.

"It's related to Taoyuan Village..."

"Why would the statues that the Tao ghosts are transporting and protecting be connected to Taoyuan Village, the human hometown? What's their purpose in transporting so many statues to South City?"

The more Lin Xing'an thought about it, the more doubts he had in his mind.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t dreamed of Taoyuan Village yet.

Lin Xing'an currently couldn't imagine what the connection could be between Taoyuan Village, which no one had ever been to, no one had ever seen, and which was so illusory that it had only been dreamt of, and the physical statue?
"Taoyuan Village, Taoyuan Village..."

He recalled the words and behavior of the replica ghost in the car last time.

At that time, the clone ghost had already thought that Lin Xing'an was doomed to die, and it even told Lin Xing'an its own fatal weakness.

But even so, he refused to let Lin Xing'an, who had never dreamed before, even look at the statue...

Lin Xing'an narrowed his eyes.

As the replica ghost devoured the statue, he only vaguely saw some strange patterns on the dark statue...

“…this one…”

After looking at dozens of photos, Lin Xing'an narrowed his eyes and enlarged the photo in front of him...

This is a photo of a freight train speeding along on a rainy night.

It was just a casual shot, without any photography techniques, there was no focus in the picture, and the light and shadow were pitch black.

But you can vaguely see that a corner of the black cloth in one carriage was blown away by the strong wind.

What was revealed inside was not a small statue the size of a palm, but seemed to be a large statue several meters high.

"too dark……"

Lin Xing'an looked carefully, but could only see the rough outline.

Maybe I can only see it clearly after I go back and use professional equipment to develop the photos.

"……Um?"

But just as Lin Xing'an was about to scroll down, he saw behind the train covered with black cloth... a blurry female ghost with disheveled hair and red clothes, floating in the air with her back to the train...

But no matter how Lin Xing'an adjusted the photo, the female ghost seemed impossible to select and was extremely blurry.

"how come……"

Lin Xing'an's breathing became slightly rapid.

The true form of a ghost cannot be imaged...

"Click."

He turned to the next photo.

Have.

"Click."

Next one.

Yes, yes, and yes...

Lin Xing'an's heartbeat gradually quickened, and he suddenly let go of the camera.

"Kakakaka!"

He was clearly not moving, but the photos inside were flashing by as quickly as frames of film!

The pictures were connected into a line, making the dark train in the heavy rain seem to be really moving with a roar and a whistle!
"Is it a hallucination? I just...was there hope..."

Lin Xing'an slammed the camera shut.

Why is it that every time I'm about to see that statue, a ghost always blocks my way...

What secrets are hidden in this statue?!

But before he could think, the camera turned on automatically again!

"Kakakakakaka!"

Behind the train, there was the sound of photos being flipped.

The red-dressed female ghost that was clearly floating in the air in the corner turned her head and turned around little by little like a stop-motion animation...

Lin Xing'an glanced at the incense burner.

The three incense sticks have not burned out yet, and this invincible area inside the car will last at least three minutes!
But a suffocating coldness made Lin Xing'an's scalp tingle!

The photos are flipping faster and faster!
"Oh!"

Lin Xing'an threw the camera to the ground.

But the photos are still turning.

He took out a hammer from the toolbox beside him and smashed it hard at the camera!

There was a loud noise!
It was like he had struck a piece of gold, and the camera was intact!
"Gudong..."

Lin Xing'an's face turned pale.

He felt as if he was being controlled. He couldn't even move his eyes away and could only stare at the camera screen!
In the photo, the female ghost in red clothes with disheveled hair flashed forward across the screen and floated to the center of the screen in the blink of an eye!
next second...

The camera shattered and fell to the ground.

The cold feeling suddenly disappeared.

The warmth of the incense filled me up again.

Lin Xing'an held the hammer in his hand and breathed rapidly.

Half a minute, one minute, two minutes...

No abnormalities occurred in the car.

The female ghost in red just now seemed like an illusion.

But just when Lin Xing'an was about to relax, the female ghost in red suddenly emerged from the mirror-smooth car window in front of him!

"Boom boom boom!"

It was a face without any facial features, as smooth as a mirror!
Reflected on it was Lin Xing'an's pale face!

Lin Xing'an's heart skipped a beat, and then without any hesitation, he swung the hammer and smashed it on the car window!

"Oh!"

The car window shattered instantly!

The female ghost in front of him let out a scream like boiling water, and turned into countless pieces and disappeared!

"Gudong..."

But Lin Xing'an just stood there in a daze.

What just happened was not an illusion.

It's a glutton...

So many gluttons...

Around the battlefield between Wang Xi and the cloned ghost, there were gluttonous ghosts, some wearing station staff uniforms, some just in casual clothes, standing there with umbrellas in their hands, talking and laughing, like diners waiting for their turn to be called outside a popular restaurant.

Among them, the blue-haired girl who created the illusion was floating in the air.

Lin Xing'an had expected there to be more than two gluttons in this place...

But why so many, why so many...

despair……

The strong wind mixed with raindrops hit Lin Xing'an through the broken window, making him tremble all over.

And behind him, a pair of pale hands once again surrounded him...

　Thanks to the book friend "Uncivilized Dog Watching" for the monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)