The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 18 The Escaped Ghost Smoke

Fang Ming is using ghost slaves to invade various buildings, as if the consciousness of the whole ghost is divided into countless parts, and what all the ghost slaves see and hear is displayed in front of him.

This state is very strange. Fang Ming is like the master control center of a cluster. If necessary, he can descend on a ghost slave in an instant.

If a normal person had thousands of different scenes displayed in front of his eyes, he would probably have suffered from schizophrenia long ago.In other words, Li Gui can do this by dividing his own consciousness into countless parts and acting in parallel.

Here he saw many people's different reactions to ghost slaves. Some people chose to stand up and resist, but because they did not have the power of gold or ghost masters, they could only struggle helplessly in front of ghost slaves.

There are also people who lost the courage to struggle when facing the terrifying ghost slaves, and only kept backing away until they felt the cold wall touch behind them, and when they could no longer retreat, they watched the ghost slaves stretching out their pale white hands to themselves. The ghostly hand, the body gradually lost temperature.

The door of the house was opened, and a lot of rain was blowing in, and there was no one inside, and his original owner was now a guest in other people's homes.

From time to time in the cold rainy night, there was a scream, and it quickly quieted down, only the sound of rain and the swaying of the open door in the wind~
At this time, in the conference hall on the fifth floor of the University College, a group of people who survived by chance looked at the slapping door in horror. Even though there were various tables and chairs blocking them, they felt that they would not be able to hold on any longer. .

If the gate is knocked down, perhaps what awaits them is to join the group of things outside and become a member of the weird, looking for their own relatives or friends.

"Axi, even if I die, I will kill one or two ghosts outside!"

One person seemed to be unable to bear this invisible torment, and as if losing his mind, he wanted to rush over to push away these obstacles, and desperately fought against the ghosts outside.

Everyone hastily held him back, not allowing him to move away from this life line of defense.Seeing that the struggle was fruitless, the man no longer seemed to be rushing forward, and sat on the ground in despair, crying and laughing for a while, and his spirit had collapsed.

Looking at this scene, Jin Xueming was also frantically thinking about countermeasures. There was a corrosive ghost rain outside, so he absolutely couldn't escape outside.

But now the way to escape from the gate is also blocked, Jin Xueming roared in his heart: "Damn, damn, can I really just wait here to die? No, I can't give up. I have to look for it again."

Immediately, Jin Xueming looked around, trying to find a passage leading to other classrooms, but the entire conference room hall was that kind of airtight hall, except for the door, which faced the outside window, and the rest was a child's arm-thick The ventilation ducts are gone.

Feeling powerless for a while, Jin Xueming leaned against the wall and unconsciously reached into his pocket.He has a great addiction to smoking, and likes to smoke a cigarette when he is upset, because it can relax his spirit.

I took my hand out of my pocket, and after emptying it, I remembered that I had run out of cigarettes today, and I hadn't had time to buy them yet.He tilted his head, leaned directly against the wall, looked at the constantly shaking door in the distance, and gave up his powerless struggle.

After giving up struggling, he had time to calm down and observe the meeting hall that was about to be buried. He heard that this meeting hall had existed since the establishment of their school, and had witnessed generations of students graduating from here to go to society. Only from here to death.

Just as he was looking at the hall casually, he suddenly noticed a cigarette rolling down on the ground. Jin Xueming was overjoyed, thinking that someone had dropped the cigarette, and regardless of the dust on the cigarette, he directly sucked the cigarette holder in his mouth and used it The lighter was lit, and he took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the whole cigarette burned out in an instant at an incredible burning speed, and he inhaled it into his lungs in one gulp.Jin Xueming was about to enjoy the last period of time, when he suddenly felt a burst of fire inhaled, his lungs seemed to be ignited, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, as if the oxygen in each alveoli was replaced by fiery smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Jin Xueming coughed continuously, and coughed out a puff of smoke. Everyone looked at him in fear and worry, watching him coughing, fearing that he would cough up his lungs in the next moment.

Jin Xueming resisted the fiery burning sensation in his chest, and his cough gradually weakened. He didn't feel anything strange until he stood up. His body temperature rose a lot, and there was a smell of smoke and fire.

Although as a smoker, he usually has a smell on his body, but now the smell on his body is as strong as burning tobacco, which can make people cry.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open by many ghost slaves outside, and a group of disheveled ghost slaves rushed towards these living people like a group of irrational zombies.

Even if the ghost slave in front was tripped by an obstacle, the other ghost slaves didn't care, stepping on the body of their companions and rushing forward. This scene was like turning on the valve of a faucet, but what spewed out was a group of fierce ghosts.

Everyone cowered into a ball, and Jin Xueming also raised his hands in fear to stop the ghost slave, while he closed his eyes.The expected attack did not come, he opened his eyes, but was surprised to find that a puff of smoke emanated from his hand, the smoke was like a transparent protective shield, protecting everyone.

All the ghost hands caught on the smoke were protected from a layer of invisible glass.In their panic, everyone saw that Jin Xueming released a puff of smoke to save everyone, and they were immediately ecstatic, feeling that they were saved.

But they didn't know the torment that Jin Xueming was going through at this time. Jin Xueming felt his whole body was burning at this moment, as if he was on fire, and his whole body was emitting smoke.Under the attack of many ghost slaves, he felt that he could not hold on any longer, and his whole body would burn to nothingness after a while.

Looking at the pale ghost hand and strange figure that covered his entire vision outside the smoke, he endured the burning pain of his body, and quickly turned his mind to think about the escape method. At this moment, he saw part of the ghost smoke emitting from his body in his When unconsciously controlled, it floated out of the window and dissipated.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Jin Xueming's mind, and he thought, "Can I also escape from here like a puff of smoke?"

As soon as he thought of it, he tried it, regardless of the burning sensation in his lungs, he urged this force even more crazily, and the smoke surrounding everyone became thicker, from the beginning it seemed to disperse as soon as he blew it, until it completely covered everyone's figures.

The ghost hands of the ghost slaves who were still probing forward frantically felt that the obstacles were empty, and there was no obstacle in front of them, just like a row of building blocks, pushed forward by the ghost slaves behind.

At this moment, a puff of smoke drifted out from the gaps of the ghost slaves, and drifted away from the vent pipe~
They survived by luck, but how long can their luck last in this closed building?
(End of this chapter)