Mysterious recovery: starting from the strange lake

Chapter 41
In the dim world, there was a strange candlelight flickering, and a figure flashed away under the candlelight.

The figure quickly disappeared into the range illuminated by the candlelight.

Hurrying footsteps sounded, very dull, it sounded like running on a patch of dirt road.

Looking at the road ahead with potholes and rotten arms wriggling out, Yu Qian's expression was not good.

He knew that he was noticed by the mass grave.

The rotting arms exuded the smell of corpses, Yu Qian tossed and turned and did not touch these arms that were not easy to mess with at first sight.

These arms grew between the mounds, and spread far away under the reflection of the pale candlelight, looking particularly terrifying and gloomy.

Yu Qian frowned, and the skin on her neck that had been twisted into a twist was slowly recovering.

The depressions on his face and shoulders were also recovering, and a faint coldness appeared on his body.

The coldness was looming, almost non-existent, but as Yu Qian ran out, the coldness became thicker and thicker.

And his ghost heart also began to beat faster, and the red straws fell off one by one.

Yu Qian's complexion also became extremely pale at the moment of these changes.

His skin gradually became transparent, and his complexion became extremely ugly at this moment.

"How did Li Gui start to recover? It shouldn't be like this..."

"Obviously..."

But the next moment, Yu Qian seemed to think of something, he looked down at his clothes, and instantly understood what was going on.

The balance is broken...

Because of the attack of the fierce ghost, the clothes invaded his body and clashed with the two ghosts in his body.

The previous balance was fragile and vulnerable to a single blow, and it shattered as soon as an external force touched it.

"Things that are not under one's control are not good after all."

Yu Qian sighed, he stopped, looking at the road ahead covered with rotten arms, he knew he couldn't run out anymore.

Once the suppressing power of the mass grave is gone, he will die directly from the recovery of the ghost.

"It seems that it can only be here..."

Yu Qian looked back at the road behind him, the rotting arms were being broken, and the dent of a small foot appeared on those broken arms and the dirt road.

The distance is very close, about ten meters or so.

This distance can be reached in the blink of an eye in normal time.

But here it becomes a very close but not close distance.

This distance is just right.

Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly, he felt the situation in his body, hesitated for a while, and opened the gold bag in his hand.

Then he actually poured all the red grave soil half filled in the bag on the ground.

The smell of blood suddenly appeared, and the grave soil was pressed on the rotten arm, but the rotten arm disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the small mound of red grave soil in front of him, Yu Qian turned around without hesitation and fell on his back.

In his memory, there was a person who did this. This person was very interesting. He actually wanted to become a ghost to save the world.

Good idea, but a bad brain.

puff~
Yu Qian fell on the small mound, and suddenly a cold and more intense smell of blood emanated from the grave.

The grave soil began to squirm, and began to spontaneously cling to Yu Qian's body.

Then it penetrated from his ears, nose, mouth and eyes, and Yu Qian's pupils narrowed slightly, but he didn't resist or block it.

Immediately afterwards, a pulling force appeared, stabbing~
The sound of tearing flesh and blood sounded, Yu Qian frowned, and the moment the sound appeared, hideous cracks began to appear on his body.

Streams of black lake water exuded a terrifying coldness, crowding crazily in those cracks, they seemed to want to leave Yu Qian's body.

But no matter how crowded they are, they can't leave Yu Qian's body for half a step.

And at Yu Qian's heart, countless red straws surged crazily, they kept trying to leave that extremely strange heart.

But I don't know what the reason is, whenever they are just separated from the heart, they will be involuntarily re-wrapped on the heart.

This also caused the ghosts from the scarecrow to have no way of touching those red graves anyway.

"Hehe... the sample, can you complete the puzzle? Are you kidding me..."

Feeling the changes in his body, Yu Qian slowly closed his eyes, the grave soil was crawling towards his body, this feeling was very strange.

The lake water in his body gradually became viscous and turned red, but something seemed wrong.

Things developed very quickly, and his body was about to be completely swallowed by this small red mound.

And at this moment, a familiar coldness suddenly emerged, almost face to face with Yu Qian.

But Yu Qian didn't panic at all, he opened his eyeballs filled with grave soil and smiled.

"Come... come in and catch me, I won't die anyway, maybe you won't be sure..."

Yu Qian didn't open his mouth, but a voice came from his throat.

Afterwards, Yu Qian closed his eyes, and the red grave soil swallowed Yu Qian completely like a tide.

Consciousness began to reverse, and Yu Qian came to a place for the second time.

The coldness returned to the past, and the rotten arms began to retract into the ground.

The pale candlelight flickered, and a pair of small footprints were printed in front of a small red grave.

A gloomy atmosphere swept over, and a little girl with a numb expression and empty eyes appeared in front of the small red grave.

But in just a moment, the little girl disappeared, leaving only a pair of small footprints in place.

Since the mass graves have returned to peace, there has been no change except that one grave has lost half a bag of grave soil and one more grave.

Yu Qian went offline from this moment.

He will definitely not die, those red graves will not kill him, Yu Qian is very cautious about this.

From the very beginning when he came here, he had already thought about how to control the grave, and he was buried in it just like now, but the position was a bit off.

But it was just right...

The ghost on his body was still suppressed by the mass graves and did not recover too well, just in opposition to the red graveyard.

Everything is under control, although it seems very sloppy, but planned control is like this, there will not be too many accidents...

The pale candlelight went away, and the terrifying ghost was buried here.

……

……

Dachuan City, Baishui Village.

The gray mist rose suddenly, the green mountains and green waters disappeared in an instant, and the small bridge became dilapidated.

Along with the small bridge, the running water became muddy and black, and exuded an indescribable stench.

The surroundings became quiet, a figure stood in the gray mist, only outlines were revealed.

The high mountains, green waters, small bridges, flowing water, and people before disappeared in an instant.

The picture scroll of heaven and earth seemed to be torn and smeared.

Everything became weird. In the fog ahead, an old old house stood in the fog.

Compared with the ambiguity of other things, it appears extremely clear and real.

It is an old house from the period of the Republic of China, with an old high gate of blue bricks and red tiles, stone lions in front of the gate, and bluestone roads.

Lanterns and copper rings are hung in the mansion, old trees come out of the wall, black crows comb their feathers, green branches stand, and red pupils shine.

Looking at this old house, Liu Baiqing felt extremely familiar, as if she had been here before.

Although this is the case, I still feel very different when I really see this old house.

"Is this the old house that killed a whole village?"

Liu Baiqing stopped on the spot and looked ahead, with pain and despair in his eyes.

The old house in front of me looks very ordinary, but in this kind of place, the more ordinary things are, the easier it is to carry great terror.

Not to mention that this old house itself has a great horror.

"I really want to go in?"

In the face of death, everyone shrinks, and Liu Baiqing is no exception.

But just as he was hesitating, the surrounding figures hidden in the mist suddenly started to move.

The mist surged, and the figure began to walk towards Liu Baiqing.

And as these figures approached, Liu Baiqing suddenly felt that the straw in his hand became colder and colder.

A stabbing pain suddenly appeared in her palm, Liu Baiqing was startled, and quickly looked at her palm.

"This……"

Liu Baiqing was a little puzzled and surprised, and saw that the red straw in her hand started to drill into her flesh and blood.

The speed is not fast, it can even be said to be very slow, slower than a snail crawling.

"Are you urging me to get out of here quickly?"

Liu Baiqing looked at the wriggling straw and muttered to himself.

The surrounding figures came along with the fog, Liu Baiqing didn't look at the weird things around him.

She looked at the old house in front of her, and walked towards it without any hesitation.

And the moment Liu Baiqing walked towards the old house, a strange scene appeared.

The figures around who were coming towards Liu Baiqing suddenly stopped, and at the same time, Liu Baiqing clearly felt the coldness of the red straw in his palm dropped a lot in an instant.

At the same time, the red straw was no longer digging into her palm.

Discovering this scene, Liu Baiqing's eyes flickered slightly:
"So that's how it is..."

She smiled miserably, her footsteps did not falter at all, but sped up a lot.

She knew that everyone was waiting for her to enter the old house in front of her, her grandfather, mother, father, relatives and friends, surrounded by these seemingly human but not human figures.

"Maybe this is my fate..." Liu Baiqing smiled wryly, and then stopped thinking about it.

The world was very quiet, and the sound of Liu Baiqing's own footsteps resounded in this world.

Her heart beat faster than expected, the closer she got to the old house, the more fearful Liu Baiqing felt in her heart.

The black duck standing on the old tree tilted its head and looked at her with red vertical pupils.

It seems to be watching a good show.

……

……

"No wonder I'm so restless..."

The sun in July is extremely hot, but fortunately, the cool wind blowing is not the kind of hot kiss with passion.

Looking at the familiar scene around, the red plastic track, the basketball hoop is almost two meters high.

And those classmates who play basketball there, he is very familiar with these.

The sun fell through the shade of the tree, Yu Qian leaned on the big tree and looked at the gaps in the leaves and branches above his head.

Next to him is a sweet and quiet girl, her name is Su Jing, the girl Yu Qian liked before.

"Liu Baiqing... I shouldn't have plotted against you back then."

A scene flickered in Yu Qian's pupils, it was the picture of Liu Baiqing walking towards the old house.

He also saw the figures around him, through the straw.

Yu Qian can be sure that those figures are all ghosts, every one of them is.

And what's weird is that the killing rules of these ghosts are all the same.

Yu Qian was sure that he was not mistaken, every ghost has the same law of killing...

This kind of thing is unheard of, so I watched the whole mysterious recovery, Yu Qian had never seen or heard of this kind of thing.

Normally speaking, this is impossible, unless...

Yu Qian's pupils shrank slightly, and he waved his hand suddenly, and the picture reflected in his pupils disappeared instantly.

But at the same time, a small part of the ghost in him suddenly disappeared.

Yu Qian narrowed his eyes, his eyes were full of seriousness...

Unless...unless the ghost in the old house has the ability to turn a ghost into a ghost slave.

"What are these things..."

Yu Qian took a deep breath, just now he felt something was wrong, as if something was invading here with the help of the straw he blew out.

Yu Qian was taken aback at that time, you must know that he is now in his memory, even so, that thing has the symptoms of successfully invading here.

If he hadn't reacted too quickly and directly abandoned the ghost of the straw, the above things might really happen.

"This world is getting more and more dangerous..."

"It seems that I have to find a way to make myself a different kind..."

Yu Qian pushed away Su Jing who was leaning on his shoulder reading, he stood up and looked at the sweating classmates in the distance, thought for a while and ran over:
"A classmate adds me, and I shoot a thief six!"

"No problem... When we finish this fight..."

"Don't worry, just wait for you."

Su Jing stared blankly at Yu Qian who was leaving her, her eyes were full of disbelief.

She looked at the books in her hands, and then at Yu Qian who had joined the basketball team.

She couldn't believe this would happen, she touched her face and muttered to herself:
"How could this be?"

For a while, Su Jing fell into self-doubt.

Yu Qian didn't care about Su Jing, she was just a person living in his memory, and there was nothing worth nostalgic about.

When he leaves here, everything here will return to the previous node.

This also means that when he comes in here again, he will still be leaning on the big tree and reading with Su Jing.

This node will not change as he comes in, but will change as his memory changes.

If one day he forgets a person in this memory, that person in this memory will disappear completely.

Even if Yu Qian remembered who disappeared afterwards, it would not help, because the person who disappeared would be taken away by Ghost Lake.

And when Yu Qian forgets everyone in this memory node, it is when Yu Qian faces the Ghost Lake body again.

But at that moment, that is when Yu Qian died here.

The home court has changed, and Yu Qian has become a guest. Killing a guest by the host is no different from smashing an ant nest, so it doesn't need to be too troublesome.

I remember that you are there, I forget that you are dead, the root of it...

(End of this chapter)