Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 93 Finding a way out
"The black cat was once imprisoned here."

"This shows that it can be restricted."

"The question is how do I limit it?"

Lin Fan quickly searched for the answer in his mind.

Based on his knowledge of the tattoo parlor, there is only one person who can house the black cat's corpse, and that is the tattoo artist.

All the ghosts imprisoned in this ghostly building are his masterpieces, and he can tattoo these ghosts to let others temporarily control the ghosts. He is a very mysterious figure.

However, given the current out-of-control situation in the tattoo parlor, the status of the tattoo artist is probably not much better. Even if he is still alive, he is still facing the spiritual recovery and life limit just like Zhang Dong and others at this time.

"Then if the complete tattoo artist returns."

"Is it possible to solve the black cat?"

Lin Fan's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped the point.

There are three floors in the tattoo parlor. He has seen both the first and second floors. There are no props and corresponding rooms needed for tattoos, so he suspects that the third floor of this supernatural building is the place where tattoo artists make ghost tattoos. .

It is impossible for others to reverse reality, but Lin Fan is different, he has a writing brush that can change the direction of reality!

"Due to the destruction of the black cat corpse..."

It was extremely difficult for Lin Fan to write with the brush.

Perhaps because of the high-level spirituality involved, the Foxtail Pen has a certain strike emotion. Every time I write a word, I will tremble slightly, and the original luster will also dim, and I will be squeezed dry.

"Meow~"

The black cat peeking at the ghost species also noticed his movements, and jumped off the display stand sensitively, taking cat steps, approaching the "corpse" torn from its chest step by step, the malice brewing in its eyes could no longer be suppressed live.

Hurry up!
Hurry up!
Lin Fan endured the pain of being almost cut in half, and the movements of his hands quickened again: "You better cooperate, or I will feed you to the ghost right now!"

Hearing the threat, Foxtail Pen seemed to be weighing something, and finally appointed a share, at the mercy of others.

Looking at the writing brush that knows current affairs, Lin Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly filled in the unfinished parts:
"The supernatural out of control in the tattoo parlor also gave the tattoo artist who was enduring all this a chance to breathe. His consciousness temporarily regained his sobriety. Facing the raging black cat, he decided to stop it!"

With the last word falling.

Lin Fan could no longer hold the writing brush that was about to shatter, and his palm was bounced away by a huge force, causing the same "dying" foxtail brush to fall aside.

"It's reasonable."

As if maintaining the last dignity, the dim brush barely straightened up and added a sentence on the spot.

At this time, the black cat also jumped up.

But the revised script has taken effect!
"Hey--"

In the dark and chaotic tattoo parlor.

Suddenly there was a long sigh.

Accompanied by the reminiscence in the sound, the glass scattered in the corner and the fragments of the showcase began to restore their original appearance in an incredible way, playing their role of suppressing ghosts again.

"This is... a reboot!"

Seeing the things in front of him continuously retreating, reorganizing, and returning to their original state, Lin Fan was filled with astonishment.

Although he has never seen a restart, everything that happened now fits this ability, and the only one who can restart the tattoo parlor is the tattoo artist.

And this kind of restart is not only for the facilities of the tattoo parlor, Lin Fan felt that his torn body was also reorganizing, as if he had returned to a minute ago, but the lost ghost species did not come back.

"Meow!"

Smell the nasty smell in memory.

The black cat, which had been showing an invincible posture, actually exploded its fur and stared at a certain corner in the darkness.

And at this time.

In a certain corridor behind Lin Fan, a ray of light suddenly burst out, dispelling the haze there.

He noticed that there was a staircase leading to the upper floor, and suddenly he seemed to understand something. While the black cat was being attracted by the tattoo artist, he bent down to pick up the twitching brush, and rushed over at the fastest speed .

"Meow--"

Realizing that the food behind him had escaped, the black cat couldn't care less about the tattooist's appearance, and turned around to chase after him. In its eyes, Lin Fan was so delicious that it even surpassed its dislike for the old man.

But before the black cat took two steps, the wall after restarting was a scene of green-faced evil spirits dancing wildly. At this moment, all the tattoos came alive, showing crazy smiles at it.

It is true that these ghosts alone cannot deal with the black cat, but it is enough to delay the time.

"Success."

Lin Fan came to the passage leading to the third floor smoothly.

His back was already soaked in sweat, and he didn't dare to put it down while holding it, looking at the surrounding environment.

Different from the stairwell from the first floor to the second floor, the hidden corridor seems more sinister. The walls on both sides are full of weird things, with viscous liquid and pink bones, as if in a certain place. in the giant's body.

"Clap clap clap..."

Ignoring the disgusting things on his feet, Lin Fan hurriedly groped upstairs.

The immediate crisis has not been resolved. Judging from the performance of the tattoo artist, he is currently unable to deal with the black cat. He can only use the supernatural building of the tattoo parlor to temporarily trap the other party instead of imprisoning him.

For this point, Lin Fan can't blame the Foxtail Pen, after all, it can be seen that it has tried its best.

before coming in.

Lin Fan was indeed in control of everything.

Although the administrator was difficult but not fatal, the oil painting ghost was weird but not dangerous, and the troupe owner did not show any hostility.

The most fundamental reason that led to it now is still from that black cat, which is too incomprehensible.

If possible, Lin Fan would like to ask the tattoo artist, what kind of mood did he have, and put such a terrible monster in the supernatural building he suppressed. Isn't this a proper time bomb?
"There is a door..."

Feel the wall and go up the No.13 steps.

A door covered with blood and vines appeared in Lin Fan's field of vision, which looked quite disgusting.

Before he was ready to do anything, the door suddenly opened by itself, revealing the world behind the door.

This is a cramped and messy room.

Looking at the past, there is no place to stay, and the ground is occupied by various sundries, clothes, and iron tools.

In the deepest part of the room, there are two iron beds more than two meters long. A female corpse that seems to have undergone various stitches is lying on the outer bed. On the visible skin on the surface, there is a pale face and broken fingers. , still hanging wind chimes.

Without exception, these are supernatural props or the incarnation of ghosts, and they are all stitched on the body of an ordinary person at this time.

According to common sense, if so many irrelevant spirits appear on the same person, then he will definitely be backlashed by the spirit immediately, and an unstoppable spiritual recovery will occur.

But the corpse in front of him seemed to be falling into a dream, with a sweet smile on his face, and his body was still heaving slightly with breathing.

"This is a ghost tattoo..."

Standing at the door, Lin Fan looked at the corpse in astonishment, feeling incredible as well.

He had seen this woman before, she was one of Wang An's companions, and she was also an ordinary person who was cursed by the note and spread to the tattoo parlor. She didn't expect to reappear in this way, and seemed to be some kind of container.

"If you don't close the door, it will come in."

Just as Lin Fan was still immersed in the shock, an old voice came from another iron bed.

(End of this chapter)