Chapter 148 Village
Zhu Heng walked in. Different from what he saw in the video, when people came in, there was a desolate feeling here.
Over the village is a moon-like light, which is very realistic. It is still emitting a faint light, illuminating the village.
Going forward, we took the same path as the explorer. The red and white lanterns on both sides swayed slightly with their own light, adding a sense of eeriness to this place.
Zhu Heng couldn't help but clenched the talisman in his hand and walked forward slowly. Gradually, a corpse in front of him became visible.
Similar to the position in the previous video, Zhu Heng did not move forward. He still didn’t know the murder pattern of this ghost.
If it is a mortal supernatural being, it is likely to overturn.
The ghost's supernatural power activated, and Zhu Heng's whole person disappeared from other people's perception, as if he no longer existed.
Moving forward, Zhu Heng is not at risk of the ghost reviving now. After all, he was suppressed only once by Lin Yuanqing's ghost heart ability during the ghost Buddha incident.
When he came to the corpse, Zhu Heng squatted down and looked at the back of the corpse. He found no wounds or any blood.
Zhu Heng's heart sank: Could it be that this ghost is a curse?
Stretched out the cyan ghost hand, reached towards the corpse, and slowly turned it over.
Suddenly, a blue face appeared. The corpse's eyes widened, and deep fear could be seen in the eyes that were already a little confused.
Zhu Heng's movements seemed to have broken some balance. The corpse's neck slowly cracked open, and the cracks were very neat, as if it had been cut open instantly by some extremely sharp blade.
Thick and black blood slowly flowed out from the neck, which was still connected to half of the body, giving the haunted house a hint of blood smell.
Zhu Heng breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer staring at the corpse. He stood up and walked deeper.
It is not that there is nothing gained from this corpse. At least, now we know that the ghost is a supernatural being who attacks at close range.
In front is the mourning hall?
Zhu Heng approached slowly. There seemed to be something in the mourning hall. When he looked outside the door and looked inside, he saw that the layout was normal, and no ghosts were found.
Push the door.
Squeak~
This door seems to be very old and has a shaky feeling.
As he walked in, Zhu Heng looked around vigilantly, trying to find something. He still held a piece of talisman tightly in his normal hand, ready to throw it out at any time.
Everything in the mourning hall looked normal. There were white silks and satins everywhere. There was a black coffin with a table at one end of the coffin.
There is a black and white portrait of an old man on the table. The old man is looking forward with a kind smile on his face.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhu Heng felt as if the old man in the portrait was staring at him.
Zhu Heng frowned, staring closely at the old man's portrait, and took two steps to the left. Immediately, the old man's eyes also moved to the left, still looking at him kindly.
Being targeted?
This was Zhu Heng's first idea, but he quickly rejected it because he did not feel any danger from the portrait.
Suddenly, Zhu Heng thought of something, his face darkened, he stepped forward, grabbed the portrait with his ghostly hands and threw it to the ground.
bump!
The portrait was shattered.
Zhu Heng turned around and walked outside. He almost forgot that this was a haunted house. It was normal to have some tricks. It was embarrassing that he had been fighting wits with an ordinary painting for so long.
In fact, this is also a drawback of ghosts covering their eyes. The supernatural power of ghosts covering their eyes can indeed block the perception of the surroundings, and even the perception of evil ghosts.
But this is not a true disappearance, but similar to invisibility. His entity is still in the same place and was discovered by these unconscious agencies. Well, it makes sense.
Squeak~touch.
Zhu Heng, who was walking out, paused and became alert for a moment.
Boom!
The sound of knocking came from behind.
I quickly turned around and looked at the black coffin where the knocking sound came from.
Zhu Heng's expression quickly changed from vigilant to gloomy. He decided to have a chat with the owner of the haunted house when he got out.
Turn around, kick the shaky door away, and walk out of the mourning hall.
Walking to the side alley, an accident happened again.
Wow wow~
The baby's cry sounded, adding another touch of weirdness to this eerie haunted house.
Zhu Heng was still on alert this time. After all, everyone has heard the story of the boy who cried wolf. If you are careless in a supernatural incident, you will be close to death.
Ahead, at the corner, a small baby appeared. The baby seemed to be just born, with its umbilical cord dragging on the ground.
It is overall green and black, as if it has been dead for a long time, but it is still crawling strangely.
Zhu Heng instantly thought of a folk legend: the little ghost
Also known as the night-crying ghost, the little ghost is the transformation of a child who died young. It looks like a child and its behavior is unpredictable. He often appears in children's beds at night, jumping up and down, making the children unable to sleep peacefully and crying loudly.
Therefore, there is a folk remedy to post a limerick at the parent-teacher conference on the street: "The Emperor of Heaven, the earth is in panic, there is a man who cries at night in my family. Gentlemen passing by will recite it three times, and they will sleep until dawn!" Legend has it that children are very afraid of ghosts. I am also very afraid of red lanterns.
This is a folk legend that Zhu Heng discovered while searching for things related to ghosts on the Internet after experiencing a supernatural incident in school.
The baby in front is very similar to an image in that folklore.
However, when Zhu Heng became a ghost master himself, he discovered that these legends and the like were all false. The ghosts that appeared now were completely different from the ones he had checked. They were even more useless. untie.
Ahead.
The ghost baby crawled slowly, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, as if it was looking for something.
Zhu Heng slowly stepped back, holding the yellowed paper tightly in his left hand, intending to throw it out at any time.
Zhu Heng knew that he had triggered the killing pattern, but what was the killing pattern?
My brain was spinning rapidly and I came to a conclusion: Crying!
The supernatural power that covered his eyes continued to be released. Zhu Heng had already retreated from the entrance of the alley, and his hands slowly touched his arms.
The ghost baby in front is getting closer and closer.
Zhu Heng took out a gold bag from his windbreaker, slowly opened his mouth, and waited for the ghost baby to appear.
Ahead, the ghost baby is still crawling around on the left and right, but its goal is clear and it has been approaching Zhu Heng.
Zhu Heng's eyes were fixed on the ghost baby, the talisman was biting in his mouth, and he was holding the mouth of the gold bag with both hands. This was his first time to solve a supernatural incident.
He is very calm now, and his brain is calculating the distance between him and the ghost baby.
Closer, closer, left, right, left, right.
When the ghost baby reached a certain distance, Zhu Heng rushed forward instantly. The golden bag predicted the ghost baby's movement and clasped it on the ghost baby's head.
But at this time, Guiying paused and did not go where he was supposed to go. When Zhu Heng saw this scene, his heart thumped and he thought: It's over!
(End of this chapter)