Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 49 Ximen Ancient Town
An empty tunnel.

A burst of black mist suddenly appeared.

Lin Fan appeared here through the black mist, and the figure who had been observing secretly just now had disappeared.

"It took me only a few seconds to get here with the ghost beast, but I can't find that person now. Could it be that the other party is also a ghost master who has controlled the ghost beast?"

Looking around at the mottled buildings that are different from the business district of Ping An Building, Lin Fan stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

It should not be far from the old Ximen here.

The houses with black tiles and white walls on both sides have a sense of age. There are flourishing locust trees planted there. The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and shines on the moss-covered stone roads. Everything is full of antique flavor.

There are signposts at the intersection.

It says "Ximen Ancient Town".

"Sure enough, it's inside the old Ximen, but as a tourist attraction, how come there aren't any tourists here?"

Lin Fan looked at the shops on the street in front of the tunnel.

These shops are basically closed at this time, the door panels are stuck in the gaps of the door, and some of them have seals on them, it seems that something happened in the past.

"Ta Tata..."

Lin Fan walked to the stone road.

Last night's rainwater overflowed from the cracks in the masonry, mixed with a pungent smell, like salted fish that had been forgotten in the refrigerator, fermented for too long to produce something terrible.

This departure from the modern atmosphere immediately gave him the illusion of returning to the Eighth Town. The difference is that although it looks weird here, it is not dangerous, and the Eighth Town is always facing threats from ghosts.

"This is……"

Walking to a locust tree, Lin Fan stopped.

Under the locust tree in front of me, there were traces of artificial turning, and in the moist soil, a white bone covered with black hair poked out.

Lin Fan moved the soil with his shoes.

Soon.

A skull with a protruding jaw appeared in front of him. It was the corpse of a black dog. It seemed that it had been buried just two days ago. Because of the heavy rain last night, the soil could hardly cover the slender hooves.

"No, there are still underneath."

Observe for a moment.

Lin Fan found that there were more dog corpses in the pit where the black dog corpses were buried, and their furs were tightly attached to the bones. There were needle holes all over their bodies, and the blood vessels brought out by the needles showed A shriveled off-white.

Without exception.

These black dogs were all drained of blood.

"Black dog blood sounds like something the older generation would be superstitious about. They believe that black dog blood can exorcise evil spirits."

Lin Fan supported the locust tree with his palms, and what he touched was a burst of rough bark, perhaps because of the rain, the whole trunk felt icy and cool to the touch.

In fact, except for the black dog blood.

These pagoda trees are also very particular.

In the past, people thought that locust trees were the most likely to hide dirt and evil, and they were taboo. However, tourist attractions like Ximen Ancient Town, which have been renovated, should not have such problems.

The aborigines who used to live here have also replaced a new generation of blood with the changes of the times. It is really curious who is doing such a thing.

At this time.

An old lady carrying a hot water bottle came out of the alley and saw a stranger standing at the door of her house. She was a little puzzled and looked at Lin Fan with cloudy eyes. This young figure was out of place in the old ancient town.

I saw someone come out.

Lin Fan subconsciously wanted to use the ghost species to kill the other party, but was frightened by his own terrifying thoughts.

He always thought that with the memory of his two lives as a human being, it would be difficult for ghost species to affect his humanity and change his thinking.

Unexpectedly, under this subtle influence, she gradually became more and more cold-blooded and less and less human.

Lin Fan understood.

This is a sign of the revival of the ghost species.

When his humanity is swallowed up by the controlling spirit, it is the time when the ghost species will further awaken. The stronger the ghost, the faster it will recover.

"Always maintain my humanity. Even if I control the most terrifying things, I can't forget that I am a human being, a living person with three normal views."

Lin Fan warned himself in his heart.

He calmed down the ripples in his heart, and greeted the old lady with a forced smile: "Grandma, can I ask something? Has there been any strange people in our town recently?"

"Young man, you are quite strange."

With her hands behind her back, the old lady scratched her forehead with dark spots and said, "You can go to the Xinxin shop in front and ask. Sister Chen there is the person who goes out most often here. She should know something."

"Go straight ahead?"

"Yes, go straight for one street and turn a corner. But you have to be careful when you talk to her. Sister Chen has a bad temper, and her granddaughter has disappeared recently. Oh, she is also a hard-working person."

The old lady sighed and walked away on her own.

Granddaughter missing?
Lin Fan immediately thought of the girl who spread the smile curse. Judging from her age, she was indeed the age of her granddaughter, but there was a problem.

Most of all the ghosts that appear in the world today come from the ghost masters of the previous generation. After the ghosts in them were revived, they either became complete ghosts or were broken into ghost puzzles.

And no one can use ordinary people to create fierce ghosts, unless the ordinary people control the ghosts first, and then let the ghosts on him revive, so that it is possible to appear in its final appearance.

But this is only a theoretical possibility.

In fact, it is also an act of putting the cart before the horse.

It doesn't matter, let's ask first, maybe there may be some clues... Lin Fan walked in the direction pointed by the old lady, and he would not just go back in despair like this before he found the person who set up the trap.

After walking through a street.

Not far from the corner, there appeared a small shop that was open. The billboard at the door was a little yellowed by the rain, with the words "Xinxin Small Shop" written on it, it seemed that it was here.

"Anyone? Shopping."

Lin Fan stepped over the threshold of the small shop and shouted inside. The threshold is also a custom in the past. They believe that setting up a threshold is conducive to the accumulation of money and it is not easy to leak out.

The door of the small store was open at this time, and there was no one there. There were two rows of shelves in the dark and cramped room, most of which were daily necessities, even snacks were rarely seen.

Behind the counter at the door, there is a colorful graffiti painting. In the painting, there is a family of four. A little girl with twin ponytails is holding the hands of her parents. Behind her is an old man looking at them with a smile.

Below is written the girl's name:
Xin Xin.

And it's disturbing.

Under the seemingly beautiful and warm blue sky and white clouds.

In the room behind the family of four, circles of unorganized black lines appeared, black mixed with red, and sharp thorns emerged, as if dotted with two red eyes, staring at him intently. they watch.

(End of this chapter)