Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 90 Cat Corpse
That's right.

Neither human nor ghost!

Realizing the answer that the troupe master really wanted to express, Lin Fan's breathing stopped temporarily at this moment, and a never-ending coldness gushed down his spine.

What is the scariest thing?

It's not hideous and ugly ghosts, it's not all kinds of idealistic curses, it's not some large supernatural event, it's the unknown.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

Because you don't know, don't know, don't understand, so you can't think, figure out, or analyze.

Human beings' fear of the unknown can be traced back to the moment when human beings were born, first to the flames and lightning in the sky, and then to ghosts and ghosts. Until now, there are still some unsolved mysteries in the technological world.

And now.

The people in the painting belong to this kind of existence.

When he was in the Su family's old house, Lin Fan had seen the appearance of the person in the painting with his own eyes. It was also under the script modified by the foxtail pen. After the other party depicted Su Ruizhen's magical beauty, he left quietly. It comes by its own will.

Combined with the particularity of oil painting.

He suspects that all the supernatural things left over from modern oil paintings are related to the people in the paintings. The more terrifying the supernatural, the more derivative creations rich in supernatural power can be created. This is true of ghost paintings and ghost forests.

Maybe it's just the random strokes of the person in the painting that can create a supernatural event with endless troubles.

"..."

After answering the second question, the pale arm in the darkness suddenly retracted and hid behind the curtain.

Seeing the troupe owner's actions, Lin Fan was a little puzzled, not knowing what happened.

He took back the ghost species that was staring at the foxtail pen first, picked up this magical writing brush again, thought for a while, let go of his hand, and said thoughtfully: "I want to sew a special tattoo on ghost tattoos." method."

The brush trembled, and the word "tattoo" was written on the stage, but just halfway through the writing, it seemed to be blocked by a huge force, and it was impossible to write the next development smoothly.

"Is the tattoo parlor itself affecting the foxtail pen, or is a ghost in the tattoo parlor affecting it?"

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan couldn't help frowning, knowing that he couldn't get relevant information from Foxtail Pen.

Although it can also be used forcibly, it is very likely that the foxtail pen that has just recovered a little will be damaged again. He does not intend to use a precious opportunity to modify the script here, and it is not worth it.

Since you can't know the core secret of the tattoo parlor, then look for traces of the red cheongsam in another direction.

During the time when he came to the second floor, Lin Fan first explored the "Paradise Building" where supernatural buildings were displayed, and then browsed through the "Unmanned Theater Troupe" where the troupe masters remained, but he still couldn't find Xiaohong. He began to have a bad feeling.

Xiaohong is the key to the pocket watch's ability to travel back to the period of the Republic of China, so nothing will happen.

"Let the red cheongsam appear near me." Lin Fan said this, not planning to write the script himself, because this can avoid the killing rules of the foxtail pen. Unless it is a last resort, he will always let the other party write it for him.

In the dark and deep theater, after losing the shackles from the tattoo parlor, the weird writing brush slowly soared into the air, as if being grabbed by an invisible palm, and quickly wrote on the carpeted stage.

Taking advantage of this time, Lin Fan also checked the surrounding information for possible useful information again. Turning his head, he saw Wang An, who had been acting as a body surveillance guard, was pressing his ear to the glass wall, as if he was listening to the voice next door.

"What happened?" Lin Fan asked.

"I seem to hear the sound of a cat," Wang An said with puzzled eyes, "Because I have three cats in my house, I am very sensitive to the sound of cats. I can be sure that there is definitely a cat next door, but... "

"Just what?"

"Among the meowing was a lot of people cursing, as if to say 'I found you'."

Wang An explained with a pale face.

But what he didn't know was that, looking from Lin Fan's position, a black cat with a black body and shriveled skin was squatting on the opposite side of the glass wall. Look.

If you look closely.

You will find that the black cat is not standing by itself, but leaning against a black wooden board behind it, which makes the body appear in a standing posture.

Looking along the back, dozens of rusty black rivets were nailed to the wooden board through the black cat's fur, so that the original black fur was stained with dirty blood, congealed into pieces, and drooped down together with the flesh and blood.

"This is……"

"The corpse of a black cat?!"

Lin Fan's eyes could not stop being stunned.

He immediately recalled the request on the supernatural note, which was to come to the tattoo parlor to find the body of a black cat.

Originally, after so many things happened, Lin Fan had somewhat forgotten about this matter, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to find them.

"According to the partitioned glass wall, it can be judged that this cat corpse should be in the next door area." Lin Fan analyzed the current situation.

But what made him shudder was that the cat corpse had gradually started to break free from the shackles of the tattoo parlor, and wandered around in its own area.

This is something that even the unknown ghost behind the wooden door oil painting and the troupe owner can't do.

"..."

The black cat nailed to the wooden board like a specimen stayed in place quietly, its strange pupils were like a whirlpool, and all the gazes that met each other were thrown into the bottom of the bottomless well, and twisted and grotesque figures began to emerge from behind corpse.

He looked straight at the black cat in front of him.

Both Lin Fan and Wang An couldn't help but fell into a daze, their thoughts seemed to be disturbed, it was difficult to connect together to make an effective judgment, and they stood there blankly.

Looking at the two people who were lost in the vortex, the black cat did not move at all like a real specimen, a trace of human emotions flashed in its eyes, and there were more and more corpses behind it, and finally even a cramped and dim ancestral hall appeared .

"Crack-"

The tattoo parlor's mirror for suppressing ghosts was shattered.

This means that the divisions between areas are beginning to blur, and the ghosts imprisoned on the second floor are no longer restricted. Once their spirits recover, they can leave here, leave this spirit building, or...

Raise Gu!

Raising Gu in the true sense!

The bewitched two are about to step into the ancestral hall.

But at this moment, a little ghost suddenly emerged from Lin Fan who was walking in front, looked at the ancestral hall with a face full of fear and screamed, opened his mouth and bit his arm hard, just like this This action awakened Lin Fan.

"suppress!"

After recovering, Lin Fan immediately spit out a black tongue, as if he spit out countless words of venom, the strange ancestral hall that had returned to reality was suddenly shaken, and quickly dissipated like an oil painting washed by water.

Although the ghost species cannot suppress the black cat's corpse for a long time, the short-term suppression is enough to interrupt the ancestral hall and come to reality, which is the most important thing.

"Meow!"

Seeing his good affairs being disrupted, the cat corpse suddenly let out an angry cry, the black rivets that fastened the fur began to shake, and one by one came loose, and the wooden board behind him "slapped" to the side.

There was no suppression at all, the cat corpse seemed to come alive, stretching its stiff body step by step.

But the blood-red eyes stared at Lin Fan viciously like a gangrene, and the resentment in his eyes couldn't help but make one's hair stand on end.

(End of this chapter)