Mysterious resurgence

Silent, empty, weird seven buildings.

Yang Jian had already entered Room 301 again. He followed the path he had taken before and headed to the room on the right side of this room to find out.

Even with the curse of the music box, he was still cautious.

A black, slightly stiff, cold hand pushed open the door on the right.

next moment.

Something unusual has occurred.

The sound coming from the record player in the room screeched twice and stopped suddenly, as if something had taken away the record, leaving only the record player idling there, making a little strange noise from time to time.

"Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Jian had a sullen face and shouted tentatively in a suppressed voice. At the same time, the door slowly opened.

There was no response from inside.

After opening the door, the situation inside the door was no different from when he came in before. Everything was still the same as before, and the decorations were still the same.

No.

wrong.

There is something a little different.

There is something missing in this room, the wooden mannequin without facial features is missing.

The place where the faceless mannequins once stood is now empty, leaving only the slightest trace.

"Is that also a supernatural thing?" Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and this conjecture immediately came to his mind.

Room 301 is too weird and weird.

Everything seemed ordinary but seemed unusual, giving off an inexplicable aura of danger. That's why he didn't move or touch anything when he came in. He just took a curious look at the doll in the vegetable basket.

but now.

Something is missing here again.

Could it be said that the new evil ghost has revived?

"The door to Room 301 was open when I came just now. Could it be that the newly resurrected ghost has left this room?" Yang Jian immediately thought of the scene when the door opened just now.

If this is the case, then most of the evil ghosts who walked out of Room 301 are wandering in this residential building.

"It seems like a new supernatural event has occurred, but where is Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Jian did not ignore the most critical point.

Liu Qingqing disappeared.

He thought Liu Qingqing stayed in Room 301 before, but now he didn't find her.

If she was killed by a ghost, then at least there would be a body. Ghosts would not destroy the body and eliminate traces. Generally, traces would be left behind when someone is killed.

unless.

She has something to do with the disappearing faceless puppet.

Briefly withdrawing his thoughts.

Yang Jian tried to find the record player that made the sound in this weird room.

Much to his disappointment, he didn't find it.

"Maybe that sound wasn't made by the record player." For some reason, another strange idea suddenly came to Yang Jian's mind.

This idea comes from the experience of dealing with paranormal events, rather than blind guessing.

When it comes to supernatural events, people like to use inertial thinking, so it is easy to be misled by themselves.

Just now, Yang Jian just heard the sound and judged that it was a record player, but he didn't see it with his own eyes.

"But there was indeed a figure in this room just now, right at the window." Yang Jian suddenly looked at the closed window again.

There is a piece of stained glass on the old window, which is not transparent enough and cannot clearly see the scenery outside. It can only reflect a little shadow through the light in the room, and the outline is on it.

"According to the angle of the figure, the person suspected to be Liu Qingqing should be standing here."

He calmed down and began to think.

His eyes moved to the unfinished sketch board.

Yang Jian walked over. He hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind. The ghost shadow behind him slowly covered the surrounding areas.

at the same time.

He held the hatchet tightly in his hand.

This is to trigger the medium, trace the source of the figure, and see the remaining truth in this room.

There is no need to dismember something with a hatchet, just letting yourself see it is enough.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for any living person to enter this weird room 301. Except for Liu Qingqing, who may have stayed here before, most of the remaining things are ghosts wandering in this room.

No matter which one, Yang Jian wants to take a look.

Ghost coverage.

The footprints left in the past have become a medium and can be easily triggered.

Without ghosting, it would be difficult to trigger this medium.

Because whether it is footprints or handprints, they need to be completely covered.

What Yang Jian did was not wrong.

The medium was triggered at this moment.

Some figures that did not exist in this room appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes. He didn't know when he suddenly saw a person sitting in front of this weird drawing board.

It was an old man wearing old-fashioned cloth clothes, with a slight stoop and wrinkles all over his face.

No, to be precise, it should be an old lady.

And judging from the appearance and shape, this should be a living person, not a ghost or a dead person.

"This is the owner of Room 301." This idea immediately came to Yang Jian's mind.

Then he looked again.

But I found that this old lady seemed a little familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere.

It seemed like I was on a supernatural bus.

Yes.

When Yang Jian took the supernatural bus for the first time, there was an old lady with wrinkles sitting on the bus.

Later, the supernatural bus stalled and stopped, and he experienced the horror of ghosts getting on the bus many times. He didn't care about the death or survival of the living passengers on the bus. In the end, whether the old lady died or disappeared mysteriously, he didn't dare Definitely, because I didn't pay attention to it.

"Is it the same person?"

Yang Jian felt a little unsure in his heart.

But he didn't wait to think too much.

But he saw that the old lady he saw after the medium was triggered was reaching out to draw something on the drawing board in front of him.

Yang Jian was like a bystander watching an old movie at this moment.

As the medium triggers continue.

He used this strange hatchet to once again see a painting on the drawing board that was different from the current one gradually taking shape.

This is a sketch I made before.

The sketch shows a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked like Lao Qin.

That mascot from the headquarters.

It's just that Lao Qin is almost a hundred years old now, but the Lao Qin in the painting looks only about forty or fifty years old.

"Is Lao Qin involved with the owner of Room 301?" Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed.

He wanted to continue observing.

But the old lady in the media suddenly stopped writing, then turned around suddenly, staring at Yang Jian behind her with a pair of gray eyes.

moment.

The dim yellow light in the room flickered uncontrollably, as if it was about to go out, and the surrounding light immediately dimmed.

"Are you kidding me?"

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and he felt the hairs on his hair stand on end, feeling terrified in his heart.

The medium triggered by the hatchet was actually looking at him.

It's just incredible.

He had never been in this situation.

You must know that the media triggered by the hatchet are all shadows left by the past and are not real existences. Just like the scenes recorded by the video recorder, they are false.

But it is this false medium that feels like it has been invaded in reverse.

this moment.

He really wanted to pick up the hatchet in his hand and subconsciously chop it down to kill this weird old lady who was looking back at him.

But.

Yang Jian forcefully resisted this impulse.

This knife must not be used to cut.

It is not that she is afraid of the side effects of the hatchet curse, but that if the old lady can find herself through the medium, she will definitely be able to harm herself through the medium.

If he couldn't kill him with this knife, he would probably die in Room 301.

After all, this is the old lady's territory, and the room is filled with all kinds of weird things. Once a chain reaction is caused, the Ghost District will most likely evolve into a Ghost City.

Maybe this is just a warning.

Perhaps Yang Jian's restraint and not moving had an effect.

The old lady in the medium turned her head again and stood up.

The old lady took a few steps to the side.

Yang Jian did not dare to let the medium be interrupted, and immediately the ghost continued to cover it, ensuring that the previous scene could emerge.

Subsequently.

He saw a red cheongsam placed where the old lady passed by.

The cheongsam was worn on a faceless puppet.

The style of the red cheongsam is the one Liu Qingqing wears.

"So that's it."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Liu Qingqing is a ghost controller. She controlled the ghost cheongsam. When she came here today, she was eroded by the ghost cheongsam and had some more memories that did not belong to her, so she was aware of the situation here. More familiar and understanding.”

"But now, Liu Qingqing and the faceless puppet are gone."

Without waiting for him to think too much.

The landscape within the medium has changed again.

The old lady suddenly picked up a pen and started drawing on the faceless puppet.

A beautiful face gradually took shape.

The look on that face made Yang Jian a little surprised.

The face looked like the person in a photo he had gotten before.

The person the ghost closet is looking for.

Suspected to be the woman painted in the ghost painting.

After the face is drawn.

The motionless puppet in a cheongsam suddenly twisted its head and became active.

Stiff and cold.

Like a puppet possessed by a ghost.