Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 62 Hatchet (for further reading, for collection, for tickets)

"chi chi."

Accompanied by a piercing and noisy electrical sound, the radio suddenly rang in the deserted Caesar Hotel.

There was a strange knock on the door in every player: dong dong dong.
Every sound of knocking on the door was like knocking on the gate of hell. It was so dull and strange that it made people feel dizzy, and the curse of "Knocker" echoed in all directions.

In a high-end western restaurant a few streets away from the Caesar Hotel.

Wu Nai and Yang Jian sat by the window, and in front of them was a dining table covered with white cloth, on which were placed red wine, steak, a small tower made of tuna meat, and the fat house happy water specially requested by Yang Jian.

The two enjoyed delicious food overlooking the city below.

The view here is wide and as far as the eye can see, most of the buildings in City Z are like model boxes, which are very convenient for monitoring the changes in the Caesar Hotel.

"Thank you for the treat, rich people are generous."

Yang Jian took a sip of the Happy Fat House Water in his hand and asked, "I'd like to ask you something, although the audio of [The Knocker] has the effect of attracting him, but this attraction should be random, how can you be sure? It will come right away? What if it takes ten days and half a month to come? Isn’t the daylily cold?”

"This involves a problem of probability, and my [simulation] deduction ability happens to be excellent in this area. The movement law of the [door knocker] that ordinary people cannot grasp is not that difficult in my opinion."

"When I thought of this plan, I deduced it and found it feasible, so I implemented it. If it doesn't work, there are naturally other ways. As far as I calculate, playing [Knock on the Door] at this point in time has a very high probability of it coming. "

While speaking, Wu Nai took a sip of the rich wine in the goblet, pointed to the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass and said, "Look, isn't this here?"

Yang Jian's eyes moved.

On a certain street in City Z, the environment of the Caesar Hotel quickly became pitch black, and the thick black gushing out of nowhere seemed to overturn ink, swallowing up all colors.

"Get ready, let's go to the hotel!" Wu Nai ate the last piece of steak on the plate, got up and wiped his hands.

"So soon, don't you wait any longer?"

"No need, the door knocker will bring most of the dangers into his own ghost domain, so even if he is in the same location as the Caesars Hotel, the actual dimension is different. You who have experienced the incident of the Seventh Middle School You should understand, so I won’t explain, let’s go.”

The brilliance erupted under Wu Nai's feet, and disappeared together with Yang Jian.

After a while, the two reappeared at the entrance of the Caesar Hotel.

"Let's go." Wu Nai took the lead and stepped into the hotel, followed by Yang Jian. The scarlet ghost eyes on his forehead felt a kind of "cleanliness" in this hotel.

After the ghost domain moved by the door knocker swept over here, it did take away a lot of ghosts, and the danger level of the entire hotel was suddenly reduced.

Walking up the first floor, second floor, third floor, and fourth floor, Wu Nai and Yang Jian did not encounter any ghosts.

Until the two reached a corner on the fourth floor.

This place should have been a wall, but now there is a road that should not appear, this road is dark and deep.

Standing in front of this road is like standing at the entrance of an abyss.

Even Yang Jian, who was mentally prepared, felt a deep chill, especially the closed doors on both sides of this passage, each of which seemed to be pregnant with a terrible spirit.

Wu Nai took a deep breath towards this road, feeling the gathering of powerful abilities, secretly praising this is a treasure land that can be used twice, with rich experience points.
"The ghost is hiding in a room on both sides of this road, but which room... There are still too many ghosts here, and my [simulation] has been disturbed..."

He frowned slightly and walked in against the wall.

The ghostly eyes on Yang Jian's forehead turned, followed behind him and scanned the doors on both sides: "Is there a way to identify it? It would be too troublesome to open and confirm one by one."

Opening the doors one by one is really troublesome and dangerous. Originally, in the trajectory of fate, this ghost should take Zhao Lei to move around in "No. 13" and "No. 31", but because of my intervention, the trajectory of fate has changed. may not be in there anymore...

While thinking about it, Wu Nai's fair and slender fingers brushed over the doors, and rubbed the belly of the fingers against the door panels, using this close contact method to eliminate certain spiritual interference, and read the message left on it: "Let me try first, Read the message left on the door."

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

Accompanied by the notification sound in his ears, Wu Nai's feet flowed with clear light, and he wrapped himself in [Yuan] and walked step by step, reminding Yang Jiandao at the same time:

"Be careful, there is a [Slasher] with a hatchet here, as long as it steps on your footprints, it can split people in half from the air. The reason for continuing to hide here is that it thinks that we will be hacked to death after chasing us."

"At this point, I have deduced its calculations, mastered the laws of this place, and can completely avoid it. However, because the longer I stay here, the greater the interference with my ability, so I still have to be careful."

That's it, I can't leave footprints. This ghost is really good at calculating. If I really want to come in by myself, I will suffer a big loss. In the domain, a faint red light enveloped him, isolating everything from the outside world.

It can be predicted that after leaving Dachang City, this [blood-stained newspaper] deprived too many people of their faces on the way to Z City. exist.

Playing games with such a ghost is like dealing with a group of cunning enemies. If you are not careful, you will fall into its trap and die without a place to die.

That is to say, Wu Nai has that kind of magical ability to gain a certain advantage in the confrontation with ghosts.

So out of prudent considerations, Yang Jian quietly opened scarlet ghost eyes on the back of his head and arms, widening his field of vision to ensure that everything that happened before and after could be spotted immediately.

This aisle is extremely deep, and black footprints can be seen everywhere on the ground, exuding a strong stench.

It seems to be made of corpses that rot after dripping water.

The two avoided carefully until they came to a crossroad covered with black footprints.

In the dark passage, at this intersection stood a tall man with a dark complexion and a strong corpse smell.

The corpse water dripped down along his shabby clothes, and finally turned into footprints under his feet.

This is how the footprints on this road were formed...Yang Jian immediately noticed that the knife in the man's hand was exactly the same shape as the knife used for chopping firewood in the old village.

But different from the normal hatchet, the rust on this knife is very serious, and it is covered with black soil and dried blood, which is extremely strange.

"It seems that you have also noticed that this knife is a good thing, and it can be regarded as top-grade among supernatural weapons!"

Wu Nai took another deep breath while speaking.

As the male corpse walked slowly step by step, the surrounding abilities became more and more turbulent.

It made him faintly feel like facing Luo Qianshi, the owner of the cemetery.

"Can you take this knife down..." Yang Jian didn't hide his excitement.

The corners of Wu Nai's mouth rose slightly, and he urged with a hint of madness: "I think I can try it, how about it? Do you want to make a move? If you can get this knife in your hand, this trip will not be in vain..."

That's what I said, but I always feel that you are using me to find the way... Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I'll forget it, we will face the [blood-stained newspaper] soon, this The knife can be taken next time, of course, if you want to move..."

Damn...Yang Jian stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, and then his eyes widened.

Because Wu Nai really moved!

He took a step forward and came to the male corpse in an instant. His white and crystal clear palm landed hard on the hand holding the hatchet!
Although Wu Nai was not stepped on by it, such a move immediately touched the male corpse's law of killing.

(End of this chapter)