The Mysterious Resurrection

Wen Zhong didn't pay attention to Li Zhou, he was more concerned about what would happen after nine o'clock.

"How about it, is there anyone going with me?" Li Zhou shouted to the surrounding people.

He was dissatisfied with Wang Quan's plan from the very beginning, because he felt that there must be some big secret hidden in this mental care center.

He was not far away from the recovery of the ghost, and that's why he got on the supernatural bus to struggle to survive. However, he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, and he even met the bus when it was turned off.

If he continues to delay like this, what awaits him will only be completely eroded by the ghosts he controls.

And this spiritual care center, which was avoided by others, was naturally regarded by Li Zhou as the last straw. Of course, the prerequisite is that there are really things he can use in it.

"This idiot." Seeing that Li Zhou was still yelling, Wang Quan's face became extremely gloomy. If he hadn't taken care of Wen Zhong, he would have even wanted to kill this shit-stirring stick first.

Just when Li Zhou saw that no one was responding, he was about to bite the bullet and enter that weird room by himself.

The flickering green light all around suddenly went out.

The entire hall was once again darkened.

Everyone Zhong's line of sight was obstructed and covered by a thin layer of black mist.

"It's almost nine o'clock."

In the darkness, a ghost master whispered.

The surroundings became extremely quiet, even Li Zhou closed his mouth and looked around very vigilantly, for fear that a hand or a head would suddenly appear on his shoulder.

"Wen Zhong, what should we do now." Relying on his memory, Yuan Yingfei approached Wen Zhong in the dark and asked in a low voice.

"What should I do?" Wen Zhong said: "Didn't that person just want to go to that room to find the log book, so let him go in and look for it first, anyway, there is still time."

Wen Zhong didn't deliberately lower his voice, everyone heard his words.

Immediately, Li Zhou's expression changed.

"Hurry up, if a ghost comes out later, it will be too late." Wen Zhong said.

While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Li Zhou, as if he was not affected by the invasion of darkness.

"I, I, you..." Li Zhou's face was pale, his teeth were clenched, and he froze in place without any movement.

Wen Zhong looked at him coldly,

"What's wrong with Li Zhou? His condition is not right."

The adaptable ghost master has regained his vision again. Looking at Li Zhou who was frozen in place, he felt something was wrong.

Because Li Zhou's reaction was too strange, even if he was ridiculed by Wen Zhong in person, he wouldn't act like this.

But soon, he discovered the reason.

It was a pale and stiff hand that protruded from Li Zhou's collar and strangled his neck.

The ghost came out.

This is King Power's first thought.

But after a closer look, he found that this palm was exactly the same as the one that killed Wang Nan before.

In other words, this is not the ghost in this mental care center, but the ghost's hand controlled by Wen Zhong.

"Why don't you talk anymore." Wen Zhong said coldly: "The mouth is stuck with glue, or I choked on something dirty, you're welcome, I'll help you."

The voice just fell.

There was a "Kachi Kachi—" collision sound from Li Zhou's mouth, as if something was playing with his teeth in his mouth.

At the same time, Li Zhou's cheeks on both sides also began to bulge slightly, and the bumps were as uneven as fingers.

Li Zhou felt the abnormality in his mouth, and his forehead was sweating, but he couldn't resist, and couldn't even make a sound, so he could only silently endure the pain that made him go crazy.

Suddenly, he felt his whole body go limp, his neck that was about to be twisted and his mouth that was about to be stretched were loosened at the same time, and the painful feeling disappeared.

Wen Zhong was still leaning against the wall, but his eyes had already moved away from Li Zhou and turned to the registration office beside him.

The iron door was pushed open at some point, and the inside was also dark, the only difference was that the pungent corpse smell also disappeared with the opening of the iron door.

"It seems that the mutation is about to start." Xu Chen said in a low voice.

As if in response to Xu Chen's words, there were sounds of palms slapping the ground and marbles rolling around.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong said with a solemn expression: "I'll just ask again, whoever has a blank sheet of paper, if you don't want to die, you can only make a registration book yourself first."

This time Li Zhou didn't make a sound, and he didn't dare to make another sound. He was very sure that the person who attacked him just now was Wen Zhong, because if it was a ghost who attacked him, he would be dead now, and there would definitely be no interruption of the attack. The phenomenon.

"I have it."

Suddenly, Wang Quan said: "Don't get me wrong, the reason why I didn't take it out just now is because I don't know whether this thing is a piece of paper or not."

As he said that, he pulled out a nearly transparent sheet from his arms. The surface looked very rough, and there were even fine blood streaks on the edge, which could not stick to the paper no matter what.

"The person who gave me this thing said it was paper, but, as you can see, it doesn't look like paper, it's more like a piece of human skin."

As Wang Quan said, he handed the human skin paper to Wen Zhong.

"It's fine if you can write." Wen Zhong shrugged indifferently, and he didn't have a choice at this time.

But the moment he took the human skin paper, a palm print made of dust suddenly appeared on the surface of the paper.

Immediately afterwards, a bone-piercing wind blew up, as if it wanted to blow away the human skin paper that Wen Zhong was holding.

It's not over yet.

The venomous gaze that Wen Zhong felt before reappeared at this moment, and rushed towards him extremely quickly, and the target was also the human skin paper he was holding in his hand.

"not good."

Yuan Yingfei also noticed the abnormality, and he quickly dodged in front of Wen Zhong, trying to stop Li Gui from attacking Wen Zhong.

"Did my actions trigger the ghost's law of killing?"

Wen Zhong looked at the human skin paper in his hand, it was clear that there was nothing wrong with Wang Quan when he was holding it just now, it seems that the problem lies in another thing he was holding.

It was an old bottle of ink that was only half full.

"The ink that was exchanged for ghost candles in Baiyang Village before, I didn't expect to use it here."

Half a bottle of ink and human skin paper, with these two things, it is natural to recreate a register, and it seems that because of this, he triggered the ghost's killing pattern.

Yuan Yingfei, who stood in front of Wen Zhong, took a step back.

There was a gap in the shape of a palm on his thigh, but the strange thing was that there was no blood flowing out of that gap, instead it was replaced by something like dust.

It was past nine o'clock.

ghost.

Crossed the line and started invading the lobby.