The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

The midnight hour is approaching.

Hu Jiu used Yue Renchun to test several times and confirmed the killing pattern of one of the ghosts - breathing towards the red lantern will age rapidly.

But the lantern is just a derivative of the supernatural, and the main body is nowhere to be found.

When returning to the main hall, Yue Renchun had crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. He probably noticed something was wrong, but unfortunately there was no mirror nearby, and Hu Jiu would not remind him, lest he break the jar and throw it away.

It should be said that the handsome man is still handsome in middle age, which is a pity~

The courtyard is decorated with lights and silent.

The big red lanterns are hung high, and Hu Jiu smelled a strong strange smell as soon as he came in.

"Has the birthday banquet started?" Yue Renchun asked weakly.

"It should be." Hu Jiu replied casually.

The midnight hour has arrived, and the empty house suddenly became lively. Many villagers appeared from nowhere. This is the first time Hu Jiu has seen so many people in Shou Village.

They were dressed differently, but they all had the same pale face, bright red lips, and sluggish movements, like aging machines that could only act according to established procedures. They were completely lifeless and filled with a cold smell of death.

A normal birthday party should be auspicious and festive, with laughter and joy. But the birthday party of the Peng family was as weird as it could be. Although people were coming and going, it set off a solemn atmosphere.

Peng Yan and his wife bowed slightly and stood at the door, making a gesture of greeting.

Except for Hu Jiu and Yue Renchun, Peng Yan was the youngest among all the people present, and the others were all old people.

However, there was also a person standing in the crowd wearing a black windbreaker, carrying a backpack, and covering his eyes with his hands. Although he was also very old, his aging was not that serious.

Yue Renchun poked Hu Jiu and motioned him to look at the man.

"That outfit...? It's Zou Cong!" Hu Jiu lowered his voice, "He seems to be still alive."

For the time being, neither of them made any rash moves.

The crowd parted to both sides, leaving a path leading directly to the pond. Everyone waited in place, leaning forward, opening their mouths, staring at the high platform in the center of the pond, as if they were welcoming him.

Hu Jiu quietly moved in the direction of Zou Cong, and at the same time saw a figure with a cane slowly walking over on the high platform wrapped in chains. There was a flickering red flame in front of him, and the surrounding space was illuminated.

Looking closely, it was discovered that it was a burning candle, all scarlet, even the burning fire was red.

The calm water surface of the pond suddenly gurgled, and corpses surged out from the bottom of the pond, forming a staircase connecting the waterside.

The hunched old man stepped on the floating corpse ladder in an unnatural posture, like a puppet on the stage, and crossed the pond step by step. The moment his feet stepped on the ground, some meaningless whispers exploded in his ears.

Yue Renchun immediately blocked his ears, but it was useless. The sound seemed to be transmitted directly into his mind, like scratching a smooth blackboard with fingernails, which was unbearable.

However, from Hu Jiu's perspective, he only saw Yue Renchun suddenly look distracted, walked to the front of the crowd with a dull look, and made the same movements as the villagers around him, leaning his head forward and opening his mouth.

"It's hopeless." Hu Jiu sighed. Perhaps Yue Renchun was contaminated by the supernatural the moment he used special means to ask the innkeeper, or he was already tricked when he stepped into Shou Village.

As the old man holding the red candle gradually approached, an incredible scene appeared.

The villagers on both sides blew air at the red candle, and the candle flame suddenly jumped up and trembled violently, as if it had activity, and kept wriggling and swaying.

It was barely possible to see a few faint red spots overflowing from the villagers' mouths and noses, dancing like fireflies, and slowly gathering towards the flame of the red candle.

Hu Jiu's eyes condensed. That red candle should be the source of the supernatural in the red lantern?

He glanced at Yue Renchun beside him again. He was also blowing air, and a bright light spot floated out of his mouth. The pure red was quickly swept away by the candlelight. The bloodless Yue Renchun's eyes were dark, but his lips were slowly stained with a charming color. The signs of aging were becoming more and more obvious on him.

The entire Peng family mansion seemed to be holding a cult ceremony. The old man holding the red candle was the god being worshipped. At this moment, only three people were not affected by the red candle-Hu Jiu, Peng Yan and Zou Chong.

Hu Jiu didn't know how Peng Yan and Zou Chong were immune. With the ghost book, he was ready to try to take the red candle.

Thousands of white silks suddenly fell.

The red candle seemed to be stimulated, and the candlelight exploded, instantly burning the approaching white silk into sparks, which disappeared in the dark night.

The ghost hand was ready to go.

The ear-painful buzzing echoed around, and the numb villagers lost their color in their eyes, leaving only pure black. They turned around and stared at Hu Jiu fiercely.

With Hu Jiu as the center, the villagers rushed towards him. This scene was like a zombie crisis, with hundreds of zombies gathering.

The next second, in this messy Peng family mansion, a beam of purple light that was out of place suddenly lit up and shone directly on the old man holding a red candle.

The red of the candlelight was dispelled by the purple, and the originally boiling crowd suddenly stopped.

Hu Jiu held up a strange flashlight, and the white silk appeared again, hanging away all the people in front of him.

He rushed to the temporarily frozen old man at the fastest speed, a drop of blood faintly seeped out of the corner of his eye, and a cold breath suddenly spread from the inside of his body to the outside.

Oops!

Hu Jiu could feel that the protection of the ghost book was failing!

Living in Shoucun, a place full of supernatural beings, while resisting red candles and unknown ghosts that affect consciousness, as well as suffering the side effects of weird flashlights, the protection rules of the ghost book cannot last long!

There is no time now to think about why I made such a stupid mistake. Without shelter, Hu Jiu faced the restlessness of the mirage in his body. Fortunately, he had maintained a good condition before and would not lose control on the spot.

He had already arrived in front of the old man, stretched out his hand and firmly held the red candle!

A warmth flowed into his body along the palms of his hands, slightly alleviating the discomfort caused by the mirage's restlessness. Without enough time to study it carefully, Hu Jiu quickly put away the flashlight, turned around and ran outside.

——The side effects of the weird flashlight are too serious. Without the protection of the ghost book, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it!

The purple light disappears. The next moment, noisy murmurs sounded in his ears, and some inexplicable power invaded his consciousness, like endless mud being forced into his mind. These "silt" were distorting him bit by bit, transforming his thinking, trying to make him Become a monster like the villagers.

Unknown ghosts were corroding Hu Jiu, and the mirages in his body resisted instinctively. Perhaps because his spirit was too seriously polluted, he seemed to understand a little bit of the whispering in his ears.

That was not the voice of one person, but the voices of countless men, women, old and children intertwined together. It seemed to be the aggregation of the consciousness of all the villagers in Shouxun Village. It was messy and filthy. It penetrated into Hu Jiu's brain, trying to make him change. Become one of them.

Pain far beyond the limit of human endurance spread across Hu Jiu's body. Bai Ling opened the way. He stumbled back and snatched Zou Cong away.

Although Yue Renchun was closer to him, this man was already useless and had been drained of his value. The situation was urgent. Hu Jiu just regretted that he had no time to pick up the equipment and hurriedly dragged Zou Cong to escape.

Zou Cong arrived here yesterday, maybe he has more useful clues!

However, the old man and the villagers who were suspected of being Mrs. Peng were in hot pursuit. The gradual resurgence of the mirage caused Hu Jiu's figure to become somewhat illusory, and the situation became increasingly unfavorable.

‘We haven’t reached the end of our rope yet! ’ Hu Jiu narrowed his eyes. What he lacks most now is time and a place to write stably on the ghost book.

There are two choices before you, forcefully activate the ghost realm to escape, or...

Snap——!

A big slap fell on Zou Cong's face.

Then Hu Jiu summoned his ghost hand and forcefully opened Zou Cong's covered eyes.

A confused look flashed across Zou Cong's face, and Hu Jiu didn't give him a chance to pretend to be stupid: "Wake up quickly, I tried my best to rescue you, hurry up and think of a way to get rid of those ghost slaves!"

Zou Cong's eyes moved twice. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the red candle held tightly in Hu Jiu's hand. His pupils suddenly tightened: "Did you get the longevity candle?"

"Is this thing called Shou Zhu?" Hu Jiu asked in confusion, "Stop talking nonsense first, let's escape!"

Hu Jiu originally planned to let Zou Cong use the weird flashlight, but he did not expect that Zou Cong was a capable person. Although he could see that he was a little entangled, he did not waste time. The ability of the ghost to cover his eyes was activated, and Mr. Peng suddenly lost his way. The villagers under its control also lost their pursuit targets and stopped and wandered around in circles.

Hu Jiu and Zou Cong escaped and ran a long way, stopping at a crossroads to take a breather.

"You are so powerful." Hu Jiu praised sincerely, "You can restrain such a fierce ghost. The ghost you control is very strong."

Zou Cong waved his hand: "Thank you for risking your life to save me."

"You're welcome." Hu Jiu calmly took out the ghost book and added a rule of asylum. The pen and ink were stagnant and he could only write reluctantly.

All his movements fell into Zou Cong's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask: "You are so careless about using supernatural objects in front of me? Are you not afraid..."

I understand all the unfinished meaning.

"We have a life-long friendship after all. We still don't know if we can leave Shoucun alive. There is no need to be suspicious of each other." Hu Jiu responded with a smile.

He has a nice smile, like a sunny and cheerful boy.

Zou Cong was stunned for a moment, and also showed a relieved smile.

The relationship between the two seemed to be much closer. Hu Jiu took advantage of the situation and said: "In the morning, Yue Renchun and I found that you were missing. The hotel owner invited us to attend the birthday banquet. Since we couldn't leave the village anyway, we thought maybe there would be something wrong at the birthday banquet. I was able to find a way to leave, but I encountered a lot of strange things. We got separated, but I met you..."

Hu Jiu revised and retold his experience, and finally asked Zou Cong if he had any new clues.

Zou Cong looked surprised: "You even found out Mr. Peng's? I found similar things. Whenever Mr. Peng celebrates his birthday, the Peng family mansion will become very weird. I accidentally fell into it. Inside, luckily I have some ability to protect myself.”

If you cover your eyes with a ghost, you will be in a state of hidden sleep. People can see you, but ghosts cannot sense your existence.

The two exchanged a few words with each other. Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Hu Jiu raised the red candle he had just snatched in front of him, "Is this thing called Shou Zhu? Did you already know its information in advance?"

‘Can’t it be my temporary code name? ’ This sentence was already on his lips, but Zou Cong looked at Hu Jiu’s sincere eyes and in the end was unable to tell the lie, so he could only respond in silence.

The illusion of harmony was on the verge of being shattered. Hu Jiu's expression remained unchanged, but in his heart he was thinking about whether to torture him severely.

At this time, he suddenly noticed the wry smile on Zou Cong's face that was hesitant to speak, and wanted to say but couldn't. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "Are you subject to some kind of restrictions and can't say something?"

Zou Cong was shocked. He didn't answer, but his expression said everything.

When Yue Renchun used supernatural items to forcefully interrogate the ghost slaves before, he had mentioned that there was supernatural power to prevent the ghost slaves from leaking secrets; and he also said that Zou Cong's thoughts and actions were somewhat contradictory. He wanted to cheat Cui Xueyan, but he also wanted to protect her. , wanted to retreat, but had to continue the mission. That's why Hu Jiu thought of this.

Did you get the answer right?

Hu Jiu couldn't be sure. What if Zou Cong was having sex with him?

"No matter what unspeakable secrets you have, I can help you. If you are controlled by others, I can set you free!" Hu Jiu's tone was bewitching, "But the premise is that you must tell me the truth!"

Zou Cong said nothing and had no slight expression. His whole person seemed to have turned into a sculpture, with only a trace of pleading in his eyes.

Hu Jiu was not as appetizing as usual. He was also very anxious now, so he picked up his pen and wrote a line on the ghost book. Although there is still some stagnation, the difficulty of writing is not high, because this time only temporary effects, short-term shielding, Hu Jiu does not intend to help Zou Cong truly solve the hidden danger.

The moment he stopped writing, Zou Cong's eyes suddenly lit up and he took two steps excitedly. He was excited and eager. His whole person became much more alert, not as gloomy as before. He stared at the ghost book in Hu Jiu's hand with feverish eyes. "You are indeed no ordinary ghost master!"

Then his face suddenly changed, "I seem to have become an ordinary person, and I can't even use ghosts to cover my eyes?"

"If you want, I can make you an ordinary person again." Hu Jiu said shamelessly. He didn't know what restrictions Zou Cong had, so he could only simply and crudely block all the supernatural powers on him, which resulted in immediate effect. At the same time, this is also a deterrent to avoid unnecessary troubles and a waste of time such as being motivated by money.

Zou Cong thought for two seconds: "There is no turning back from the road of controlling ghosts. My mentality has long been unable to return to a normal life."

Hu Jiu interrupted his sigh: "Okay, enough gossip, tell me the information you know."

Zou Cong held his chin: "Where should I start? In fact, the headquarters has noticed the anomalies in Shoucun long ago. In theory, when human resources are scarce, the headquarters will definitely not give priority to dealing with supernatural phenomena in such remote places. incident, but the truth is exactly the opposite. Counting this time, the headquarters has secretly dispatched three waves of ghost masters to contain the source ghosts in Shoucun!"