Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 7
"Success!"

"Thank you, Xiaohong!"

Lin Fan knew it was weird to talk to the red cheongsam, but the joy he felt right now was indeed worth sharing.

After the ghost crash, now you only need to accommodate ghosts and watch people to become a ghost master. Even if there is a risk of backlash in the process, you can also let the ghost fire of the red cheongsam enter the body to suppress it, thereby avoiding the possibility of recovery.

Use the supernatural to restrain the supernatural.

This is learned from Xiao Yang.

"Lin Fan, what happened?"

Meijia, who closed her eyes, didn't see what happened just now at the door, but only heard the sound of the mirror breaking, and then another 2 minutes later, the ghost that caught her suddenly disappeared.

I forgot there was someone else...

Lin Fan suppressed his excited expression, analyzed the current situation and said, "You can open your eyes now."

"Won't it trigger the law of killing?"

"Trust me, it's over."

Meijia opened her eyes suspiciously, looked around, and was startled by the female ghost who fell on the ground and kept tearing her head off. , there is a bright red phantom looming.

"Lin Fan, you, your back!"

"Don't worry, she is..."

Lin Fan turned around and wanted to explain the existence of the red cheongsam, but he was taken aback suddenly, because this time he saw the other person's face clearly——

Precisely.

no face!
Because on that beautiful face, where the original facial features were located in the middle, is a huge blood hole!

It seemed as if it had been dug away by something abruptly, leaving only the empty back of the head.

"Xiaohong, you..."

Looking at the indescribable woman in front of him, Lin Fan's first thought was not fear, but heartache. He couldn't help but think in his mind, what kind of inhuman torture the Republic of China woman in his pocket watch suffered during his lifetime.

It turns out that when the red cheongsam saved me for the first time, it didn't mean that I didn't want me to see myself, but to prevent me from seeing ghosts and people and triggering the killing rules...

Lin Fan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

According to the information obtained from the use, the red cheongsam in the pocket watch does not have the ability to think independently, but protects him and is driven by him according to a procedural underlying logic.

But for sure.

The red cheongsam is a jigsaw puzzle of a woman in the Republic of China after being dismembered spiritually, and her appearance at this time is a remnant of her state at that time.

"Don't worry, she won't attack us."

"But……"

Meijia felt that the current situation was really unbelievable. On the one hand, the fierce ghost watching people before fell into an inexplicable state under the suppression of an ordinary mirror; on the other hand, it was the phantom behind Lin Fan. not human.

Can people also drive ghosts?

She was taken aback by her bold idea.

In fact, it’s not to blame for Mijia’s fuss. Compared with the ghost masters outside, the couriers in the ghost post office are similar to ordinary people. Even the couriers on the fourth floor may not have the ability to control supernatural beings.

"This man knows supernatural things very well."

"Even without us, he can get out alive."

Meijia took a hard look at Lin Fan, knowing it well.

Lin Fan didn't explain too much. The messenger is too weak for a ghost master. Unless he can become the manager of the post office, he is willing to give some advice. Whether he can climb up or not depends on Mika's fortune.

He came to Ghost Watcher's side, thinking about how to accommodate the living spirit, but at this moment, the red cheongsam moved suddenly, lifted the pure white soles, and walked to the side of the elevator.

"Is there a situation?"

Lin Fan's heart rose again.

Hong Qipao usually does not act on his own, only when one situation occurs, that is, his life is threatened.

The bright red figure came to the door step by step. At this time, the light in the elevator suddenly dimmed, and a little bit of gray powder fell from the top of the head, mixed with unburned fragments, as if a rain of ashes had fallen.

While the lights were twisting, a simple altar suddenly appeared in the blurry gap. There was a black and white photo of a little boy on the altar, which also changed at this time.

There is terrible malice hidden in the all-black eyes, and the corners of the mouth are slowly drawn up to reveal an innocent but creepy smile. White things such as wreaths and paper figurines suddenly appear on both sides of the posthumous photo.

"It's... the ghost in the corridor!"

Lin Fan's eyelids twitched. The appearance of the boy's death photo gave him a bad feeling. His whole body ached like being burned in a brazier, and his skin even showed signs of cracking.

How did this thing get out?

Alarm bells rang in Lin Fan's heart, and the sense of crisis that emerged was infinitely stronger than that of ghosts watching people. There is no doubt that this seemingly ordinary photo of the deceased is actually an extremely terrifying supernatural.

The opponent's attack method should be an invisible fire, or forcefully insert painful feelings, so that this kind of damage can be fed back to the body, causing actual impact.

Illusions come true.

If so.

Then its horror level is definitely at A!

"Lin Fan, don't move for now!"

"My two companions were burnt to paper ashes because they wanted to go back the same way after seeing the photos of the deceased!"

Mika reminded aloud.

This is valuable advice.

Relying on this suggestion, Lin Fan instantly thought of many possibilities, but the killing pattern in the boy's posthumous photo had already been triggered, and two scorched arms stretched out from both sides of the photo, pointing at him and pinching him lightly.

"Clap!"

It wasn't Lin Fan that was crushed.

It is a lotus with a human face on the red cheongsam.

As the lotus flowers with human faces dissipated, the red cheongsam suddenly shook, and the blood seeping out was actually restricted, obviously it was severely injured!
"Damn, what the hell is this?"

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan broke out in a cold sweat. If it wasn't for the red cheongsam that blocked the attack for him, he would be the one who was crushed now.

Such a scary thing.

Why didn't it appear in the original book?

Lin Fan couldn't figure it out, maybe it had appeared before, but was secretly dealt with by Mr. Qin from the headquarters. This old man who was born with an anomaly had the ability to single-handedly deal with S-level ghosts, and was the last trump card of the Ghost Master headquarters.

It didn't crumble the first time.

The eyes of the boy in the posthumous photo suddenly turned cold, staring fixedly at the red cheongsam that hindered him. The white flame on his body had just ignited, and then went out strangely, like a kind of useless cycle, which could never harm the real source.

It's a form of oppression.

The complete suppresses the incomplete.

The lights in the elevator flickered again, a simple spirit altar appeared in the hall, and there were mournful suona sounds around it, candles surrounded the posthumous photos, and an illusory, invisible seat stood in front of him.

"Dong dong dong."

It was like knocking on a door.

A door that does not exist in this world opens, and a withered hand stretches out. This is a scorched old man. He staggers and walks in slowly, with fierce flames bursting out of his eye sockets from time to time.

"A supernatural being comparable to ghosts watching people!"

Lin Fan turned around stiffly and was horrified in his body and mind.

Fortunately, this terrifying old man didn't have a seizure, but sat on one of the seats step by step, and then.

But immediately after, another pale figure entered this temporary mourning hall to participate in the temporary funeral.

"Crack!"

The human-faced lotus let out a silent scream.

It seems that every time a ghost enters the mourning hall, it will cause great harm to itself, and even the original bright red cheongsam has dimmed at this time.

Ghost please spirit!
There are 36 seats in a funeral, which means that this posthumous photo can invite up to 36 terrifying ghosts to appear at the same time!

Perhaps a single ghost here is nothing, but when the rules of killing are accumulated layer by layer, and the curse of mortal death is more than one at a time, then even people at the level of the Seventh Elder of the Republic of China will find it very difficult to deal with.

(End of this chapter)