Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 235 The Anchor's Memories

A group of living corpses suddenly poured out, and the expressions of the three of them changed suddenly. The two brothers and sisters of the Ma family looked at each other and quickly rushed forward. Both of them held a handful of white glutinous rice in their hands, and sprinkled it towards the group of living corpses.

The biggest difference between living corpses and zombies is that living corpses remain flexible, but their physical strength is far inferior to that of zombies. Nuomi can counteract the corpse aura, slowing down the speed of these living corpses and dispelling a certain amount of corpse aura.

Among these living corpses, only those old corpses are more capable. The other newly formed living corpses are basically unable to move after being sprinkled with glutinous rice. Several living corpses were solved.

"These living corpses don't have much attack power, and the powerful ones are probably still inside."

Ma Tianlan carefully inspected these living corpses. These living corpses are all superficial. They don't have strong spiritual power when they look at people, and they are just dead things after all.

"Why am I here again?"

A living corpse that fell down suddenly sat up slowly. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his head showing a confused look on his face. Then he sat up and the three of them immediately surrounded him. The anchor of the live broadcast.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Seeing the three of them, the man was obviously a little scared, and when he saw the living corpses lying around him, he immediately shrank back in fright, with horror written all over his face.

"We are Celestial Masters, you are already dead, do you remember?" Ma Tianlan was a very upright person, and immediately revealed the fact that this person was dead.

Ouyang Lang wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late. He was afraid that the man in front of him would be unbearable when he heard the news suddenly. He stared at him cautiously, but didn't see anything unusual about this man.

The anchor just paused for a moment when he heard the words, and then there was a sad smile on his face, "I'm already dead, look at the corpse spots on my body, and smell my smell like rotten eggs, I'm not nothing I understand, actually I already guessed it, and I blame myself, I know those places can’t be approached, but I still go up without fear of death, I call this courage and adventure, but I know it’s stupid.”

"Then do you remember how you became like this after you died? I watched your live broadcast before, and you should have died in the room where the last live broadcast was, but what happened after you died, do you still remember up?"

Ouyang Lang reached out and patted the anchor's shoulder lightly, which was a kind of comfort.

"I don't remember clearly. I was chased by those evil spirits, but I couldn't escape in the end. Those evil spirits wanted to tear my body apart and eat them, but then it seemed that a person appeared, and those evil spirits were given by him. Dispelled, and then that person beat my soul back into my body, I fainted, and after waking up, I was in a daze, and came here subconsciously, as if something was attracting me here, But I can't feel any feeling here at this moment. Maybe it's this house that attracts me, and the attraction disappears when I come in. "

"Don't worry about what's weird in this house, find Xiaoai first."

Seeing that the two kept asking questions, Ma Lingling became a little impatient. The most important thing was that Xiao Ai was gone. The two men kept asking what these useless things were for.

(End of this chapter)