Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky bus

Chapter 39
There are many ghost slaves on the street.

At a glance, there are ghost slaves with expressionless faces, empty eyes, and corpse spots all over their bodies.Their bodies are stiff and cold, with an inexplicable dead silence.

According to the words of 'Ikawa Sakurako'.

The ghost painting incident broke out in the island country three months ago.

At that time, the ghost domain almost covered the entire city, and many people were accidentally involved in this supernatural event, and finally were attacked by ghosts in a daze.

At the beginning, there were a lot of ordinary people in the ghost paintings, but the ghosts kept killing people in the past three months, which led to a sharp drop in the number of survivors, and some of the dead turned into ghost slaves, wandering in the city .

Anyone else, even a ghost master, would find it difficult to face the situation surrounded by so many ghost slaves, and might even be exhausted to death here alive.

Because even ghost slaves also have supernatural powers, ordinary ghost masters can't deal with such a large number of ghost slaves, and they will be the first to be unable to withstand it, and the ghosts will recover.

But Li Hui has no such worries at all.

The existence of the mobile phone tattoo made him have no worries about the ghost's recovery, so before all the ghost slaves surrounded him, he took the lead in speeding up his pace and rushed towards the wooden house at the end of the road.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
It's useless to suppress more ghost slaves, but as long as the source of the ghosts is dealt with, the ghosts are suppressed, and the remaining ghost slaves will become ordinary corpses without the support of spiritual power.

With [-]% of the supernatural powers in his body, the ghost slaves who surrounded him couldn't resist Li Hui's footsteps at all.

He was rampaging all the way, and the ghost slave who touched his body was like being hit by a high-speed car, and flew upside down, falling to the ground without moving.

"If I'm not mistaken, the tall figure in the wooden house is the source ghost, provided that there is only one ghost in the wooden house."

Li Hui was not far from the wooden house. As his actions accelerated, he soon came to the door of the wooden house. A musty smell from rotting wood stimulated his sense of smell.

Bang~!

Li Hui's actions were straightforward, and without wasting time, he directly kicked open the wooden door in front of him.

The moment the door was kicked open, a gust of wind blew out from the door, with a kind of coldness, making the surrounding environment even darker. Even Li Hui couldn't see everything around him clearly, and his sight was affected .

"Clap!"

at the same time.

A stiff palm grasped Li Hui's shoulder, and he felt a sudden chill in his body, but it was limited to this. The supernatural curse on his palm was blocked by the supernatural power of the bus that Li Hui was driving, and it did not harm Li Hui. Hui's body does not cause any substantial damage.

next moment.

Li Hui reached out and grabbed the palm on his shoulder, and the huge force directly twisted the bones of the palm protruding from the wooden house. This was a collision between spirits, obviously, it belonged to the bus. The supernatural has the absolute upper hand.

boom!
Then Li Hui raised his foot and kicked.

In the darkness, a figure flew upside down in response to the sound, and slammed heavily on the innermost wooden wall. His wrist was twisted. There was no movement for a long time, and he fell into a spiritual silence.

As the ghost was suppressed, the originally extremely dark environment in the wooden house changed, and the line of sight was no longer blocked. Li Hui could clearly see the scene inside the wooden house.

There are not many things in the first floor of the wooden house. There is a wooden round table and a few chairs in the middle, which are all decayed at this moment.

In addition, there is an altar in the innermost part of the hall, with a black and white posthumous photo on it, an incense burner in front of the photo, and a candlestick on each side, but there are no burning incense and candles.

The incense has been burned, and all the remaining incense ash is in the incense burner.

Because the environment was too humid, the incense ash was all condensed together, looking like gray clods from a distance.

The same is true for the candlesticks on both sides. There are many candle oil residues after burning candles on them. It seems that they have not been taken care of for a long time, and the candle oil has become black and moldy.

"Isn't the ghost that attacked me the source of these ghost slaves?"

After throwing a few punches and knocking some ghost slaves close to him into the air, Li Hui set his sights on the ground of the hall on the first floor of the wooden house.

Like the whole wooden house, the wooden planks on the ground floor of the first floor were also damp and moldy, and some places had been completely decayed, exuding a strong smell of decayed wood.

At this moment, inside the wooden house, on the ground next to the altar, lay a terrifying figure with a severely distorted body.

Its complexion was pale, its body was lifeless, and its limbs, including its body, were distorted and deformed irregularly, making it look extremely terrifying.

Under the supernatural suppression of the bus, Li Gui itself fell into silence, but the ghost slaves on the street continued to surround him, which proved that the source of those ghost slaves was not the Li Gui on the ground in the hall.

"That's right, although this ghost is not short, it is far from reaching a height of two meters."

Li Hui thought of the figure he had seen walking in the darkness in the wooden house when he was close to it. It was a tall figure with a height of more than two meters.

This also shows that there is more than one ghost in the wooden house.

Tatata!
Thinking of this, Li Hui stepped into the wooden house. The wooden boards on the floor of the hall on the first floor seemed to be a little overwhelmed at this moment, and when he stepped on them, they made "creak, creak" sounds from time to time.

Strange to say, the moment Li Hui stepped into the wooden house, the ghost slaves who had been surrounding him immediately stopped, as if they had lost their target in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost slaves on the street began to disperse gradually, some re-entered the buildings on both sides of the road, and some continued to wander on the street, but none of the ghost slaves followed Li Hui into the old-fashioned Plank building.

As if this wooden house is a forbidden place for all ghost slaves, some kind of rules restrict them, so that they cannot, or dare not step in...

After entering the wooden house, Li Hui first came to the side of the ghost that had fallen into silence, and stretched out his hand to pick it up from the ground.

Li Gui, who seemed to be heavy, seemed to have no weight in Li Hui's hands, and he lifted his body effortlessly, just like picking up an ordinary object.

After doing all this, Li Hui looked at the interior of the wooden house more carefully.

The first thing that caught his eyes was the black and white posthumous photo placed on the altar.

Inside the portrait is a photo of a gray-haired old man, his face is covered with wrinkles, and he is wearing a unique style of clothes in the island country.

From the outside, the portrait seemed normal, not like some supernatural item, but Li Hui always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say exactly what was wrong.

It's a weird feeling, sort of like a so-called sixth sense.

Snapped!
After hesitating for a moment, Li Hui stretched out his other hand and picked up the black and white portrait from the altar.

The moment the portrait left the altar, the environment in the wooden house changed instantly.

In the censer where there were only incense ash left, there were three more burning incense sticks out of thin air. The smoke that drifted out was black, and it drifted towards Li Hui's body under the guidance of a mysterious force.

Not only that.

There were actually two more burning black candles on the candlesticks on both sides of the altar. The black light emitted not only failed to illuminate the surroundings, but made the environment in the hall even darker, giving people a gloomy and weird feeling.

The most eerie thing is the wooden house itself.

this moment.

The whole wooden house was shaking, as if there was an earthquake outside, and all the wooden boards made toothache sounds, as if they were overwhelmed and would collapse in the next second.

The walls, ceiling, and even the ground of the wooden house began to seep out a black-red viscous liquid continuously.

　One more chapter to come!
　　Since I said that I want to restore two chapters of the daily update or a chapter of [-] words, then I will definitely do it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)