I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 139 Returning to Lijing ([-])

The raindrops slapped on the window, making a pattering sound, and the noise was so loud that it was not raining outside, but hail.

In the three 404 houses.

Uncle Mo's hands and feet were bound, and his mouth was also gagged. He was placed on a recliner, and the whimpering accompanied by his constantly shaking body came and went.

Fortunately, there are not many residents on this floor.

Otherwise, I would think that something strange happened here.

Jiang Tong was sitting on the small bench next to him, looking at Uncle Mo on the reclining chair with complicated eyes.

He let his gagged mouth hum.

This scene seems familiar.

He remembered those days and nights in the past 100 years, when he and Uncle Mo talked to each other on the rooftop...

Cough cough, it's just a picture of me wantonly complaining in front of Uncle Mo.

At that time.

It's also a rainy day, so romantic... it's a play.

Jiang Tong continued to persuasion earnestly.

"Uncle Mo, I know you don't know me, but I know you. The stair ghost in Lijing District grew up under your feeding. And you go to the house three streets away every morning at 8 o'clock. Buy food at the South Road vegetable market."

"Before nine o'clock, you'll be home and start reading the morning news from Thrill City."

Having said that, Jiang Tong glanced at the table in the living room.

A brand new newspaper was laid out on top of it, and beside the newspaper was a pair of reading glasses.

Obviously, when he knocked on the door just now, Uncle Mo was reading a newspaper just as Jiang Tong said.

Uncle Mo, who was tied to the recliner, still had anger and anger in his eyes just now.

Now it has completely turned into fear!
God knows that a young man rushed into his home, tied himself up forcibly, and then told him exactly what he did every day.

How much impact would this kind of picture have on an old man who is almost 60 years old.

At this time, Jiang Tong in Uncle Mo's eyes has become the spokesperson of the devil.

Even scarier than those men in black who knew everything about the hanged ghosts in the small room!
Jiang Tong stood up slowly.

Go to the living room table and pick up today's morning thriller.

Apart from the regular content, there is no useful information, and there are even some Li Gui's dating ads.

There is no exception message.

Uncle Mo is still that Uncle Mo.

……

Put down the newspaper.

Jiang Tong turned back, met Uncle Mo's eyes on the reclining chair, and continued to speak.

"Also, there is a terrifying hanged ghost hiding in your home! Am I right, Uncle Mo?"

The words of the young man in front of him suddenly made Uncle Mo feel unbelievable.

It has even completely transcended fear.

It is an emotion that is simply incomprehensible.

If he has insight into the laws of his own life, then Uncle Mo can still understand.

But he knew that there was a hanged ghost hiding in his small room.

This is definitely not something the young man in front of him can know!
Because the hanged ghost itself is an existence beyond this man!

Uncle Mo was very sure.

This comes from his knowledge of hanged ghosts!
In this world, no one knows that ghost better than him!

because!

The hanged ghost was picked up by Uncle Mo when he was young!
Except for Uncle Mo who raised him for so many years, all creatures within five meters of the hanged ghost will be ruthlessly killed without any exception.

Even the elderly Uncle Mo gradually developed an uncontrollable fear of this hanged ghost.

Because he found more and more that the temporary act of locking him in the room was almost unbearable.

Especially in the past month, occasionally when Uncle Mo couldn't sleep and was about to get up, he would find strangely that the door of the small room was opened.

In a dark and silent house late at night.

In the bathroom, in the kitchen, and even at his bedside once.

Standing a shadow!
It's a hanged ghost!

The hanged ghost, while he was asleep, looked at him!
At that moment, a creepy feeling suddenly permeated Uncle Mo's heart.

At that time, Uncle Mo had an intuition that he was infinitely close to death.

But when he was about to speak out and ask this hanged ghost who was raised by himself, why he violated the agreement with him and walked out of the small room on his own initiative.

The hanged ghost left without saying a word.

Looking at the back of the hanged ghost, Uncle Mo at that moment could only feel cold, dead, and numb.

It seems that there is a fundamental difference between the guy now and the hanged ghost when he was a child.

Subsequently.

Uncle Mo began to gradually discover that the hanged ghost who originally regarded his own words as the standard gradually began to escape his control.

At that time, a thought appeared in his mind.

This guy is not something they can touch at this level!

So Uncle Mo regretted it.

Regret raising the hanged ghost.

In particular, Uncle Mo's own ability to bear is also decreasing from the simple food he had eaten since he was a child to the fact that fresh flesh and blood and ghost aura must be mixed in later.

Until those superiors found him.

They told Uncle Mo.

The hanged ghost shouldn't be here.

If so, then forcibly suppress it in the Lijing Community.

In the end, this place will only evolve into a slaughterhouse for hanged ghosts.

So, Uncle Mo agreed.

In the promise of those men in black that they will not do anything to the hanged ghost, but only make the hanged ghost develop better, let them take away the hanged ghost.

Although this decision made Uncle Mo extremely reluctant, but for the safety of the residents of Lijing Community, Uncle Mo chose to sacrifice himself.

Those superiors who emerged from the giant mouth of the sky.

It has the same terrifying aura as a hanged ghost.

In fact, this is not enough. What made Uncle Mo finally make up his mind was after the hanged ghost let the big dog swallow him.

Because this was the first time in Uncle Mo's life that the hanged ghost did not kill the creatures that approached it.

It is because the hanged ghost is still alive after being swallowed, which means that it is just a cover-up method for transfer, and the hanged ghost chose to leave on its own initiative.

now.

When the young man mentions the hanged man again.

The way Uncle Mo looked at him changed.

His body didn't struggle anymore, and his eyes showed a kind of stability that Jiang Tong had never seen before.

Immediately.

Jiang Tong approached Uncle Mo, squatted down, his eyes were level with Uncle Mo's face, and asked tentatively.

"Then Uncle Mo, can you promise not to yell and talk with me calmly? If you agree, you can blink three times."

Looking at Uncle Mo in front of him, he blinked three times calmly.

Jiang Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, finally, the task will not be released as soon as he releases it.

Of course, if it is really the same as before, Jiang Tong is already ready to fight against the hanged ghost, and if the hanged ghost really surpasses himself now.

Then restarting is also an alternate option!

This is Jiang Tong's confidence.

But this probability is not high, because Jiang Tong believes in Uncle Mo's character.

Carefully untie the hemp rope that was wrapped around Uncle Mo's body.

The hemp rope filled with ghostly aura slowly dissipated.

A lifeless ghostly aura rose up and dissipated in the air.

These ghosts have lost their most basic spirituality.

It can't be absorbed at all.

On the reclining chair, Uncle Mo, who had regained his freedom, did not yell, as Jiang Tong expected, nor did the booster that triggered the mission sound.

He just sighed and sat up in his chair.

"Tell me, who are you? Why do you know me and the hanged ghost so well?"

Uncle Mo stared at the young man in front of him with a calm tone.

In the spooky world of City of Horror, which is a collection of many strange things, nothing unexpected happens.

Those men in black were also one of them.

But Jiang Tong smiled and shook his head.

He didn't intend to hide it from Uncle Mo, so he confessed frankly.

"Uncle Mo, I don't really know you or anything. Although I was not a resident of Lijing Community before, we are neighbors now."

"I don't have to lie to you about that."

"Afterwards, you can go to the witch for verification, because I live in Sandong."

Hearing Jiang Tong's sincere words, Uncle Mo looked at his face in confusion.

Then asked.

"Then why did you come here to kidnap me and ask about the hanged ghost? I don't think you look like those high-ranking people. Young man, I would like to advise you that the hanged ghost is a very dangerous ghost. It is fundamentally different from us. , you'd better not use your brain."

At this time, Jiang Tong, in the eyes of Uncle Mo, has become a brat who wants to advance to a higher level by hanging himself.

But Uncle Mo knew very well that the horror of the hanged ghost was definitely beyond the awareness of the little guy in front of him.

Those superiors?
Jiang Tong narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

It must be the men in black.

Sure enough, they came to Uncle Mo's house, and the Staircase Ghost felt right.

That big dog definitely came into contact with the Hanged Ghost!

"The superior? Are you talking about those men in black? Uncle Mo."

Jiang Tong was straightforward and did not beat around the bush.

Uncle Mo was shocked when he heard this.

blurted out.

"How do you know! Didn't the whole community be sealed off at that time! There were no strange things from outside!"

At this moment, he doubted Jiang Tong's identity again.

"Don't worry about Uncle Mo, these things were all told to me by the Staircase Ghost. It saw everything clearly at the time. To be honest, the main purpose of my coming back to Lijing Community this time is for a friend of mine."

"She is an earthbound spirit in the bathroom on the fourth floor of the third building."

"It's the same, it's also the stair ghost, and now my neighbor Lao Chen and the others saw with their own eyes that those men in black and the big dog went to the public toilet on the fourth floor of the third building after leaving the fourth building."

"And after that, my friend disappeared!"

"So, I have reason to suspect that those guys took my friend away!"

Jiang Tong's tone became colder, the scarlet in his eyes seemed uncontrollable.

The breath in the body is faintly about to burst out.

Uncle Mo in front of him felt the aura of fear from the man in front of him for the first time!
and!

It's completely different from the Hanged Ghost and those men in black!
It seems that this young man is the strangest and most frightening distant blood moon in all the horror cities!
It's just that the feeling is fleeting.

It was so short that Uncle Mo thought he was hallucinating.

When his eyes were in a trance and he looked at Jiang Tong's kind face again, the young man was no longer breathing.

The witch, the stair ghost and Lao Chen.

Uncle Mo knew everyone.

Since this young man can name these people and get this information through their mouths, Uncle Mo has completely let go of his guard.

Perhaps what he said was true.

"Those guys, took your friends away? No, they only took away hanged people from Lijing District...could it be that mirror!"

Uncle Mo exclaimed in surprise as if he remembered something.

That's right, before those men in black left, they left a scarlet mirror in the room of the hanged ghost.

On the mirror, there was an aura that made Uncle Mo fearful.

And the man in black ordered him.

Be sure not to open this little room again.

Otherwise there will be danger to life.

But correspondingly, they also gave Uncle Mo a very generous amount of money, enough for him to live in the city of horror for 20 years.

At the same time, it can be regarded as compensation for raising the hanged ghost to grow up.

"Mirror!?"

Jiang Tong asked knowingly.

Uncle Mo nodded.

"The hanged ghost was taken away by them! What the stair ghost told you is true, the big dog's belly is the hanged ghost, but it was not eaten, but I took the initiative to let the hanged ghost go with them .”

"Because I can't control it more and more."

Uncle Mo briefly explained how he and the hanged ghost have been together for so many years.

Jiang Tong felt more and more incredible.

The hanged ghost has grown from a small ghost to the terrifying situation it is now!

And in this process, Uncle Mo was unexpectedly intact.

Jiang Tong had come into contact with the hanged ghost head-on.

So it feels incredible.

Doesn't that mean that this guy can grow just like the ghost ability given to him by the alluring female ghost!
In a small Lijing community, there are not only coquettish female ghosts who give her bloody ghost totems, but also hanged ghosts who can grow into infinite terror.

It even attracted a man in black from another world.

Jiang Tong's face was gloomy, he couldn't think of it, this may be one of the factors that caused him to fall into reincarnation!

But Uncle Mo's words didn't stop.

"In the end, they put the mirror in the room where the hanged ghost lived, and told me not to open it, otherwise my life would be in danger."

Uncle Mo stood up.

He led Jiang Tong through the hallway of the living room, bypassed the bathroom, and walked to a dark door.

Uncle Mo turned around.

Speak again.

"I'm not sure if that mirror has anything to do with your friend, but those men in black clearly told me that you must never enter this room again!"

"Since Lao Chen, the stair ghost, has revealed so much to you, at least in their view, you will not harm them. I know all the residents of Lijing Community. Although some guys look scary and weird, in fact, everyone is Kinder."

"So I don't want you to go in."

Uncle Mo is still similar to the 100-year reincarnation. Although Jiang Tong was separated from him by a hanged ghost at the time, he has more or less heard about Uncle's personality from other people.

That's why it was Uncle Mo who kidnapped him and went to the rooftop to accompany him in the rain, not anyone else.

But Jiang Tong shook his head.

"I have made up my mind. That mirror is indeed related to my friend. I have already felt her breath."

That's right.

The moment Jiang Tong came to the door.

He sensed it, the coquettish female ghost is inside!
Moreover, the aura that originally belonged to the hanged ghost had already dissipated.

"Then...be more careful."

Uncle Mo still wanted to persuade him, but after seeing Jiang Tong's decisive expression, he only changed into an exhortation.

"Uncle Mo, step back, I'm afraid I'll hurt you later." Jiang Tong turned around and smiled.

Uncle Mo behind him nodded.

Did not realize the deep meaning of this sentence.

He simply thought that what Jiang Tong was talking about was what happened after he opened the room.

Then silently retreated to the aisle of the house.

Jiang Tong took a deep breath.

He is very clear.

This room must have been left by the man in black to deal with his trap.

And it will be triggered as soon as the door is opened.

Otherwise, those guys wouldn't tell Uncle Mo not to open the door, with the limit of losing his life.

But none of these things could stop Jiang Tong.

No matter what was inside, the coquettish female ghost was definitely inside, so he was sure to be saved!

The fundus of the eyes was completely scarlet, Jiang Tong's body was covered with a layer of blood, and under the clothes behind him, the pattern of eyes that seemed to be infused with rich blood emerged.

A cold and terrifying spiritual breath.

Floating in Uncle Mo's home.

Even its breathing has stagnated.

The back of the young man in front of him, in the eyes of Uncle Mo, has become the most terrifying existence here!

[Are you sure to open the door? 】

[Reminder: This room will lead to an unknown space, the difficulty inside is unpredictable, dangerous! 】

Jiang Tong didn't hesitate at all.

"Squeak..."

The old wooden door hinges made an overwhelmed whine, as if a corpse was crying.

Immediately.

The darkness pouring out of the room instantly drowned Jiang Tong in front of the door.

He was not afraid at all.

Step into it.

……

When Jiang Tong's feet became real.

His vision was shaken by the light reflected around him.

Then, Jiang Tong saw himself.

To be precise, there are many selves!
In front of him, there was a pitch-black scene, except for the dense mirrors on both sides that enveloped him in the cramped passage, there was nothing else.

And in every mirror, there is Jiang Tong's figure.

As he raised his hand, blinked and even frowned, they corresponded one by one.

There is darkness behind.

There is also darkness ahead.

The reason why I can see myself in the mirror seems to be because there is a faint light in the mirror.

And in the dark passage in front of you.

But there was a faint stench.

Jiang Tong wrinkled his nose, the smell made him a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, his eyes were completely scarlet, but even so, he could still only see a distance of less than ten meters, and further on, it was dark and far away.

The self in the mirror became uniform with Jiang Tong's movements.

It feels like there are countless people imitating themselves in the mirror, and the whole picture is extremely permeating.

But Jiang Tong didn't feel any strange aura in this weird channel made of mirrors.

It seems to be an ordinary mirror and aisle.

He didn't make any sound.

It was silent.

He was alone in the entire dark corridor.

Jiang Tong stabilized his mind.

Always be ready for anything.

Then walked forward.

As Jiang Tong started to walk forward, the sound of low footsteps echoed in the aisle.

Circle after circle.

At a certain moment, even the people in the mirror who were walking together began to overlap their footsteps.

Jiang Tong frowned slightly.

Stop and look at yourself in the mirror.

Many 'Jiang Tong' in the mirror also stood still and looked out of the mirror.

The sound of footsteps is still echoing from heavy to light, and gradually disappears.

However, Jiang Tong at this time has already felt it.

he.

I was stared at by many selves in the mirrors around me.

　After working overtime, I have been writing until now. I only wrote more than 5000 words. After I repaired it, I sent it directly.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)