Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 172 The Taboo of Recovery

Under the pitch-black night sky, dotted with stars, a round of blood-red moon hangs high in the sky, bloody and ominous spread from the blood moon.

Under the blood moon in the sky, a strange scene appeared in the small town. After being chased by countless lanterns and ghosts, the four-person combination of the youth in Tang suit and the shadowy youth also appeared on the remaining roads.

White, green, red, and black lanterns floated high, flickering with strange light in mid-air. The ghost walked out of the wooden house and walked towards the living people.

For a moment, screams, cries, and roars spread throughout the town.

"Ah! What is this thing! Go away! I'm not going to the theater anymore, I'm going back..."

Before the family words were finished, the screaming girl's voice stopped abruptly, as if she had never appeared before.

Like this girl, there are many more:
"Where is this place! Didn't I work overtime at the company? How could I be here? Why are these lanterns floating in the air!"

"Ghost! There is a ghost! Who will save me!"

"MD, go away, go away you ghost lanterns!"

"Woo, woo, woo, where am I! This place is so scary! I want to go home!"

"Help me, save me! I don't want to die, who will save me, I still have a wife and children to support!"

Fear, panic, doubt, confusion, anger, all kinds of emotions are spreading, and the strangeness is recovering. Hearing the constant cries and screams around him, the face of the young man in Tang suit changed slightly, and his pupils shrank:

"It's not good that they woke up."

Looking back, the young man in Tang suit swallowed his saliva, he didn't even bother to hold on to the umbrella, he put it away, strode his long legs, and ran wildly with all his strength.

He knew that he did a stupid thing today, he shouldn't be greedy for that red lantern, otherwise this kind of thing wouldn't happen, and those ordinary people wouldn't wake up.

Under normal circumstances, these ordinary people would only have a chance to recover their thinking after listening to a ghost show, but the young man in Tang suit did not expect that these ordinary people would recover their thinking ahead of time because of him.

At this time, it is not a good thing for these ordinary people to wake up. If it is normal, it is okay, but not now. These ordinary people have never seen such a scene. It is the first time they see such a weird scene. They are not afraid fake.

And if they are afraid, they may continue to trigger taboos, and triggering taboos will allow those ghosts to continue to revive, and ghosts will chase and kill those living people after they are revived, and those living people will trigger taboos when they are chased and killed by ghosts , go round and round, go round and round until all ordinary people are killed.

"MD, I was careless this time."

The young man in Tang suit cursed in a low voice, turned his head slightly and looked behind him. When he saw the scene behind him, he broke out in a cold sweat. Less than half a meter behind him, there was a man with black skin and black pupils. The little girl is extending her small hand towards the young man in Tang suit.

"Why so fast!"

Discovering this situation, the young man in Tang suit speeded up his pace again without hesitation, wanting to stay away from the little girl as soon as possible. As he quickened his pace, the young man in Tang suit was surprised to find that no matter how fast he speeded up, that weird little girl was always within walking distance of him. More than half a meter, and as time goes by, the distance is still decreasing.

Looking at the little hand so close at hand, the young man looked a little helpless:
"It seems that if there is no blood today, there is no way to escape."

Thinking of this, he held the oiled paper umbrella in his hand, and with a fierce backhand, he drew the umbrella directly on the little girl's face. In just an instant, the little girl was blown away by the black oiled paper umbrella. Rolled a few laps on the stone road before stopping.

After pumping the little girl up with an oiled paper umbrella, the young man in Tang suit felt a bit fleshy on his face. God knows if the old man would whip him if he saw him using a black umbrella like this.

However, after seeing how effective the oil paper umbrella was in pumping out ghosts, he also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't think about it, and continued to run, looking at the stage not far below.

"Keep going, we're almost there."

Thinking about it this way, the speed of people running is faster than that of lanterns, even if he is a ghost master, so the young man in Tang suit watched seven or eight lanterns with gloomy lights flashing towards him, and many of them were Red and black lanterns.

Seeing this situation, the face of the young man in Tang suit immediately turned dark. There are so many, even with oiled paper umbrellas, they can't draw so much:
"It's over, it's over, this time when I go back, I will be whipped by grandpa."

Seeing the lanterns that had already bumped into them, the young man in Tang suit gritted his teeth, swung his umbrella and sent a black lantern flying, and ignored the rest, allowing them to hit the young man's body.

The moment those lanterns collided with the young man, a piece of the Tang suit on the young man's body suddenly floated up, and the lanterns that bumped into him swung away.

Feeling the movements of the Tang suit, the young man's originally pale face turned pale again:
"Going back this time, we have to deal with it again."

Looking at the tiankeng that is close at hand, the young man gritted his teeth, his eyes flickered, calculated the distance and slope, thought for a while, jumped up, jumped high, and fell towards the tiankeng.

At the moment of landing, the young man rolled directly on the stone road. With the help of the falling speed and the downward slope of the stone road, the youth's speed was miraculously increased by a large amount.

Sure enough, sometimes, science can change fate, at least at this time, he thinks so.

When the young man was rolling towards the tiankeng, that is, under the stage, the Tang suit the young man was wearing kept surging, swaying the young man away from the lanterns that were flying towards him, and the ghosts that wanted to reach out and grab him .

And on another stone road three blocks away from the young man's wooden house, the shadowy young man's face was ashen, and while running wildly, he looked at the oil lamp with only a little oil left in his hand:

"MD, don't let me know who did it!"

The Yinyin youth gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead popped out. It was obvious that he was very angry. Not only the Yinyin youth, but also the other three were also in a bad mood. Their faces were also ashen, and their pupils were full of horror.

They now know very well that whether they can survive today depends on whether they can run to the stage before the oil lamp is extinguished. Only when they get there, these lantern ghosts will not continue to attack them.

Looking at the lanterns that were constantly being swayed by the light from the oil lamps, they felt a little suffocating.

And at this moment, the face of the last woman who ran suddenly changed, and her eyes were full of horror:

"help me!"

But before she could say it, a highly rotten hand covered with corpse spots had already grabbed her mouth and grabbed her head off.

With a plop, the woman's headless corpse fell to the ground, and black and smelly corpse water flowed out from the woman's corpse.

Died, died without even a chance to resist, the shadowy young man's face was ugly, he looked back, his pupils shrank, turned his head and continued to run, the speed was even faster.

Now he has started to scold his mother in his heart. Five of them came in this time, but two of them died just at the beginning. All of them died without even a chance to resist.

"Gunri's grandson, don't let me know who did it! I'll fuck his ancestor!"

(End of this chapter)