Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 85 The Weird Phone Call

It's a text message from Xie Zimin!
Wang An's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that in the situation just now, the two people who knew nothing about supernatural events could survive.

He quickly looked at the content above:

"Xiao An, I found the exit!"

"Jiayue and I were on the second floor of the tattoo parlor, and saw a painting of a wooden door, which is the exit from here! Come here quickly, the surroundings seem weird, I'll wait for you on the second floor, come quickly !"

Found... Exit?

And it's still a painting!

The succession of good news made Wang An dizzy. His task was to send a letter to a painting. So far, he has not found any trace of the painting in the hall. It turned out to be on the second floor, so no wonder he couldn't find it.

As for how Xie Zimin found out, Wang An thought it might be luck, after all most of the ghosts were blocked by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan, this person has the unimaginable ability of the courier. He can actually confront the ghost head-on. This is something that even the high-rise courier has never possessed... Wang An held the cold mobile phone and decided to share this information with the other party.

"My friend found the exit."

He suppressed his excitement and explained: "They found a painting on the second floor of the tattoo parlor, they can pass through that painting and get out of here!"

Paintings that can leave the tattoo parlor...

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at Wang An with a half-smile: "How did they know that the painting could leave? Don't you find it strange?"

"Um, he said the painting is a door."

"There's a door drawn... yes, it's interesting, so how did you get in touch? Cell phone?"

"Yes."

Wang An handed Lin Fan his mobile phone and showed him the text message sent by Xie Zimin.

There is nothing wrong with SMS itself.

But the problem is the person who is texting.

As we all know, the signal is blocked in ghosts and monsters, and the supernatural building has the same nature. Even the special satellite positioning phone at the headquarters may not be able to successfully transmit the message.

That Wang An.

How did you receive the text message?
"A ghost that can mislead others through a mobile phone. If I put it in a satellite positioning phone, can I create a special supernatural phone?" Lin Fan immediately became interested in this ghost with strange abilities.

Exactly at this time.

The two had come to the end of the hall on the first floor, and the shoe prints of the bloody high-heeled shoes they were chasing were also extremely clear in the darkness, extending continuously along the top of the stairs, exuding a smell of burnt leather.

"Let's go and find your friend."

Hearing the approaching footsteps from behind, Lin Fan took a step forward and stepped on the edge of the shoe print.

The situation on the second floor is still unknown, so he didn't choose to use ghost beasts directly, but walked up on foot.

Between the stairs, the white walls on both sides were stained with dirty things, which looked like some kind of mucus, which corroded the surface of the wall, revealing a layer of bone-like things inside, slightly protruding towards the outside.

"This is……"

The weird skeleton caught Lin Fan's attention, but on the premise that he took away the wooden comb earlier, which caused the administrator to hunt him down, he didn't do anything on his own, just kept an eye out and continued to walk up.

The two made it to the second floor smoothly.

The second floor of the tattoo studio is different from the lobby on the first floor. There are very few display cabinets here to hold ghosts. Instead, there are mirrors covered with a layer of gray, forming partition pillars, and dividing the place into several areas.

"Did the ghosts here escape?"

Looking at the neat and orderly interior, Lin Fan didn't find anything chaotic. Although he couldn't see through the situation in the area, this alone was in stark contrast to the appalling scene on the first floor.

And the scarlet high-heeled shoes stopped abruptly the moment they stepped onto the second floor, as if they disappeared out of thin air.

Lin Fan couldn't help frowning because of the loss of tracking clues. The pocket watch couldn't detect the position of the red cheongsam, so his whereabouts were really unknown.

He raised his head, but his figure could not be reflected in the blurred mirror, and looked at the nearest area with a corresponding sign hanging on it:

Magical painting.

The four standard seal characters are handwritten.

And the sign is also a rough piece of wood, which is a bit out of tune with the modern equipment and decoration around it.

"It's a strange name, a painting of demonic nature. Why does it feel like it's describing a ghost painting? There shouldn't be any derivative paintings of ghost paintings in it." Lin Fan was a little bit afraid of this ghostly oil painting that originated from the person in the painting, and he didn't want to stop for the time being. Willing to match.

He thought for a while and looked behind him.

"Ask where your friend is in."

Wang An was also troubled by the messy area in front of him. After being reminded, he quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

The opposite is almost a second back.

He glanced at the message above, and quickly replied: "The people said they are now in the Paradise Building area!"

The two searched for the so-called "Paradise Building", and saw such a warning sign on the ceiling near the window on the left, and taking this opportunity, Lin Fan also counted, there were six areas in total.

"Boom boom boom——"

Heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor behind him.

The administrator is coming!
Lin Fan and Wang An seized the time and moved towards the "Paradise Building" area.

The dusty mirror could not show a clear picture, only two dark figures stood in place and walked in opposite directions.

……

"Xiao An, where are you?"

At this time, Xie Zimin was terrified, hiding in a dark corner, trying to control his trembling fingers to type a line and send it out.

After doing all this.

He quickly scanned the sides, as if there was something extremely terrifying hidden in the dark depths where there was no moon or light.

"Drip~"

Wang An replied.

Xie Zimin immediately picked up the phone, but this time the other party sent not a text message, but a picture.

in the picture.

A young and beautiful girl was lying on the cold iron bed, with a smile on her face that seemed to be drawn with a paintbrush, as if she was having a sweet dream.

But on that smooth skin, there were traces of sutures, one white and one black.

Along the angle that no doctor would choose, new limbs are attached to the limbs, which look like a bloated monster, folded together, exactly like the position of the first perspective of the picture, which is a rusty needle.

this girl...

Xie Zimin couldn't be more familiar with it.

It was Liu Jiayue who escaped with him.

But unlike the campus goddess just now, Liu Jiayue has now turned into a monster, a monster that lingers even after it's dead.

"Jiayue, I didn't harm you, why do you keep pestering me? Let me go!"

Seeing his ex-girlfriend reduced to such a horrifying appearance, Xie Zimin burst into tears and kept kowtowing at the picture. No one could imagine what he had experienced in the past 10 minutes.

Now this silent tattoo parlor.

In Xie Zimin's eyes, it was already a terrifying cave where all kinds of ghosts and resentful spirits lurk.

He saw with his own eyes just now that Liu Jiayue was bitten off by a painting of a woman in front of him.

But in the next second, the other party walked out of the mirror behind him with a pale complexion. The originally slender figure became even more slender, like a melted noodle, the skin was mixed with flesh and blood to form a ball, walking twisted.

Fortunately, Wang An sent a text message at this time. According to the guidance of the text message, he escaped Liu Jiayue's pursuit and came to an area called "Xiuhu Central Island", hiding behind a jar of yellowed water.

"Let me go……"

Xie Zimin's eyes were desperate, and it was difficult to suppress the sobs.

And as if God heard his heart, the phone rang again, and a text message popped up, from Wang An.

"I... am behind you."

behind me...

Seeing these words, Xie Zimin forgot to breathe for a moment, and a chill ran down his back against the glass.

He turned his head slowly, his eyes bloodshot.

In the turbid liquid like river water, a pale corpse was leaning against the wall, staring at him firmly, holding a shiny mobile phone in his hand, the pinyin was automatically typed in the chat box, and sent out.

"Good friend, I'm here to find you."

(End of this chapter)