Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 83

a time.

Everything on the walls of the hall, in the cabinets, and on the booth trembled slightly. The suppression from the tattoo parlor had been lifted. Following the authority of the administrator, the rules of killing were temporarily modified, and all targets were locked on the living people who broke into the parlor.

"Tick tock..."

A pair of high-heeled shoes filled with blood appeared outside the glass cabinet, and blood-stained high-heeled shoes appeared inexplicably on the dusty mirror, as if an invisible lady was admiring her dance steps.

And in the cupboard under the bloody high heels.

A white mask that will be sold during festive festivals also opened its eyes, and its hollow lips were constantly squeezed into various hysterical shapes. It had just been pasted on the high-heeled shoes, as if it was on fire, and the mask suddenly trembled and stuck to another position.

Severed fingers, rotting heads, swaying wind chimes, a white rose, a round doll that looks like Bodhidharma...

All kinds of things originating from ghosts seem to be crazy at this time, and at the same time, they revived spiritually. The administrator watched all this in silence. Due to the rules and restrictions of the tattoo parlor, after releasing the ghosts that were imprisoned, it means that the loss of control here has deepened. .

"Lin, Lin Fan, what should we do?"

There was uncontrollable fear in Wang An's voice.

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of him like a night walk of ghosts, he regretted it. He should have run away with Xie Zimin. Although the entrance to the tattoo parlor has disappeared, it is not possible to face this scene that has never appeared in nightmares.

Just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly found a cold thing on his face. He reached out and touched it. It was a mask with prominent features.

"Well--!"

Wang An tried his best to pull the mask, but at this moment, the grotesque mask was sticking to the flesh, and he couldn't pull it off. The accompanying consciousness was squeezed into another person's consciousness, dazed and helpless, and still There is more awareness coming in.

"who are you?"

"Woooooh, I want my mother!"

"What is this place?"

"..."

The different consciousnesses were arguing fiercely, which made Wang An feel like his brain was about to explode, and his own consciousness fell into a bottomless ocean of consciousness.

At this time.

A palm grasped the mask.

"Tear!"

The mask was torn off along with the flesh, and the pain immediately woke up Wang An. Looking at the young man holding the mask in front of him, he knew that he was saved.

"Miscalculation, be careful yourself."

Lin Fan said with a serious tone.

He tightly grasped the happy event mask that was restless and wanted to crawl on his face, shook again, and threw aside a severed finger that was trying to bend over himself and control his hands, and with more supernatural powers , Gradually a little overwhelmed.

so...

Why did your administrator lift the table?
Really didn't expect the situation before him to happen, Lin Fan's complexion was not very good-looking, and he reached into his pocket, holding the gold-rimmed pocket watch.

"Jingle bell~"

A gust of wind chimes sounded.

A string of rusty wind chimes hung on the ceiling at some point, and as it swayed, a pale figure stretched out a limb twisted like a white cloth along the narrow opening, and the slender facial features on it could be vaguely recognized.

And this scene happened to be seen by a red Bodhidharma, and the corners of the originally raised mouth began to tear, as if something was about to come out.

The specificity between the supernatural creates a connection!

This is the last thing Lin Fan wants to see now.

But fortunately, there was also a bright red phantom beside him, and the miserable ghost painting fell on the shaking wind chime, and the ghost, which was pulled into an unbelievably long strip, froze for a moment, facing a torn female face.

at the same time.

The filthy blood fell on Bodhidharma, and when he encountered something even more unclean, this spiritual prop from the island country also stopped the spiritual attack. Although it was not regarded as suppression, it was delayed long enough.

Obvious.

The red cheongsam that has devoured a ghost puzzle once is far from being comparable to these ghosts with different levels of terror.

But the real horror is yet to come.

"Da da da--"

Stepping on brisk steps.

A pair of blood-colored high-heeled shoes look like the most superb dancers, with staggered heels, walking slowly along the straight road in the hall. The ivory white interior is filled with blood, spilling out along the edge of the shoes, blooming flowers of coquettish beauty. blood flower.

"Here comes the heavyweight."

Looking at the pair of blood-colored high-heeled shoes, Lin Fan's eyes were a little serious. This is the ghost that threatens him the most in the hall. After judgment, it should belong to the same level of ghosts as the red cheongsam, and its ability is still unknown.

And the weird thing is.

The moment the bloody high-heeled shoes appeared, the red cheongsam, who was restrained by the surrounding spiritual attacks, suddenly lowered his hands, as if he had lost contact with the strange pocket watch, raised his beautiful but dull face unnaturally, and looked at the supernatural prop.

How is this going?

Looking at the gorgeous woman walking towards the blood-colored high-heeled shoes, Lin Fan held the pocket watch again, but at this time the pocket watch was slightly hot, and any of his instructions could not be transmitted through this medium to the red cheongsam in a strange state.

"The supernatural props have failed. Is this the other party's ability? No, Xiaohong's appearance is somewhat similar to the ghost species back then. Could it be that this pair of high heels is one of her very important ghost puzzles, so it is not affected by the pocket watch. .”

Lin Fan quickly analyzed the situation.

It was not what he expected.

The blood-colored high-heeled shoes, which originally locked the law of killing on himself, immediately shifted their target after the appearance of the red cheongsam. The blood in the shoes seemed to be woven together, forming a blood-colored spider web in the air.

This is the fatal attraction between the puzzle pieces.

There are actually certain rules in things like ghosts that can be explored. Their underlying logic is all pursuing to become a whole, so in addition to their own killing rules, they will consciously devour the same type of puzzles.

There are two situations here.

The first situation is that the red cheongsam devours ghosts to see people, and ghosts devour weeping ghosts. This is to use oneself to subdue the higher essence of the supernatural level.

The second situation is Xiao Yang's headless ghost and ghost head. The two are originally a whole. If the former is not completely controlled by Xiao Yang, otherwise it will be like the latter, frantically wanting to get back. Whole self.

It can be deduced from this.

The importance of red high heels to red cheongsam.

More importantly, the jigsaw puzzle that complements the red cheongsam has unimaginable benefits for the pocket watch, and it may be able to open time travel again.

"Tap Tap!"

Following the erratic figure, the brisk dancing steps of the blood-colored high-heeled shoes became hasty, and at the same time, blood spilled out from inside, trying to pollute it.

Of course, the red cheongsam that has been temporarily strengthened by the ghost makeup will not be caught without a fight. At this time, she is even more terrifying. With this gap, the ghost fire burned through the tight bloodshot net and successfully landed on the surface of the shoe. .

In this confrontation, Xiaohong won.

But Lin Fan was not happy for long, and what happened next completely surprised him.

(End of this chapter)