The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 103 Arrival
Wen Zhong looked at the ghostly hand grabbing his wrist, and his heart was agitated. Even though the ghost candle was still on, why did this ghost break through the protection of the candle.

There was only one possibility he could think of - hallucinations.

When he first controlled the ghost, he suffered enough hallucinations in the night market, and was almost killed by the ghost code-named Ghost Boiler.

In other words, in Wen Zhong's eyes, the ghost candle is still burning, but the ghost candle has actually been extinguished or burned out, so the question is, when did he fall into the hallucination?
But these are not important, the most important thing is that Wen Zhong felt that the ghost in his body was suppressed by this ghost hand, his whole body was icy cold, and the hand that was about to take out the lighter was also frozen in place.

"Tsk, the spirit of the ghost contract will protect the two people who left their real names on it, even if they are dead, they can't hurt each other... This person is not Fang Diyuan..."

Suddenly, he felt a little warm on his face, and the vision of his two eyes began to blur. He tried to turn his neck, only to realize that a small pool of blood had appeared on the ground at some point, and the place where the blood oozed was his own eyes.

Followed by ears, nose, mouth... Finally, even the skin began to ooze blood.

The pool of blood formed by the blood dripping on the ground finally connected to form a blood lake, and Wen Zhong's body began to sink slowly with the appearance of the blood lake.

"Is this also...an illusion..."

Wen Zhong felt nothingness inside his body, he couldn't feel anything, only the stickiness and powerlessness of being submerged in the blood lake, he didn't even see the true face of this ghost.

At this moment, an extremely distant shout suddenly sounded in his ears. It sounded like he was calling his name.

The voice was mixed with some kind of supernatural power, which woke him up suddenly, and Wen Zhong's eyes turned into darkness again, but this time he realized that his face was covered with a pair of stiff and cold ghost hands.

"This is it!" Wen Zhong couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

His body regained consciousness, and the feeling of being suppressed inside his body gradually disappeared. The next moment, the ghost hand covering his eyes let go of his face.

Looking back, a pale dead face came into his eyes.

A pair of huge bloodshot eyes with no pupils, a nose with only two holes left, and the surrounding flesh has been cut off, a grin reaching to the base of the ear, a mouth with protruding teeth and lips that have also been cut off, and a pale face. to purple skin.

It was just such a patchwork dead face, staring at Wen Zhong, without any movement, just staring at Wen Zhong with strange eyes.

The next moment, the ghost raised a thin arm to its mouth, made a silent gesture, and then slowly retreated towards the darkness behind it, with very light steps, as if it was afraid of disturbing other people. thing.

In the end, its entire body was submerged in the darkness, completely disappearing, and as the ghost retreated, the surrounding darkness constructed by the ghost domain also gradually faded away, returning to the original appearance of the room.

Although it is still a little dim, at least you can see the surrounding environment clearly.

"Wen Zhong..."

At this moment, Wang Muyou's weak voice came from the corner of the room: "What... did you do, why did that ghost just leave?"

It's simply inexplicable, this is Wang Muyou's first feeling, he didn't expect the other party to leave like this, it didn't feel like it triggered its killing pattern, he felt that this ghost looked more like it came out to play.

"I don't know, I didn't do anything..." Wen Zhong responded hoarsely, and he also felt a little baffled.

However, seeing that Fang Diyuan and Wang Muyou were still alive, he couldn't help but also heaved a sigh of relief, because he clearly knew that in this place alone, he couldn't survive. Sooner or later you will be exhausted.

"Forget it, too much time has been delayed, I have to hurry to the second floor of the Ping An Inn." Wang Muyou frowned, struggling to get up from the ground, now is not the time to worry about why the ghost suddenly left.

The cost of using the second ghost was beyond his expectation, Wang Muyou felt dizzy when he got up, but fortunately Wen Zhong stepped forward to help him in time.

the other side.

Fang Diyuan had already walked to the grave bag that wrapped Chu Du's body, he stared at the moldy pile blankly for a moment, and finally turned and left without saying anything.

Although the great revenge was avenged, Fang Diyuan felt a little empty in his heart.

Just when the three of them were about to look for an exit to leave here, scarlet and thick blood suddenly seeped from the walls around him. These bloods were combined and arranged on the wall, and finally formed a piece of blood.

"Successfully arrived at the second floor of the Ping An Inn before dawn. There is one dead person and three living people. The survivors will enter the earth and be eligible to make a wish."

The three of them had just finished reading the bloody words, and before they had time to say anything, the air was filled with a strange scent of traditional Chinese medicine at some point.

After smelling this smell, Wen Zhong only felt his head swell, the same as when he came to the Ping An Inn before, he fell to the ground with a "bang", and fell into a drowsy sleep.

But before he fell into a coma, Wen Zhong saw a dark wooden door appearing in the middle of the wall, and an old man walked out of the door. He looked familiar, but before he could think carefully, his consciousness began to gradually drift away from him... …

As soon as the picture changed, Wen Zhong opened his eyes, and saw that he was lying on a dilapidated small bed, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the small bed of the Ping An Hotel where he was staying.

"What's the situation, why am I back?" Wen Zhong was a little surprised, and at the same time he felt that his condition had improved a lot, and the restlessness of Li Gui's recovery had also eased.

After all, now that the ghost fungus and ghost pupils have been spliced ​​together, he is now only equivalent to controlling a ghost, but the horror of the ghost is relatively higher than before.

While Wen Zhong was looking left and right, the people on the other two beds in the room also woke up. It was Fang Diyuan and Wang Muyou. Judging from the faces of the two, although they were still a little pale, they were much better than before.

"What's the situation? Why did you come back to this hotel again? No, could this be the second floor of the hotel?" Wang Muyou was also a little surprised, he also didn't expect to come back here.

At this time, the door of the room opened suddenly, and two people in black robes and black masks came in from the outside, and they said to Wen Zhong and the other three: "The time has come, the world has opened, please trouble three adults to follow me!" Let's go take a shower and change."

(End of this chapter)