I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

Chapter 69 The corpse in the safe house

"He Yin'er?!"

Tang Long's eyelids twitched and he looked at the young woman coming out of the darkness, his eyes full of wariness.

Originally, of the two, he believed in He Yin'er more. After all, she had supernatural powers that could resist consciousness-invading ghosts, while Eagle did not.

But the result is that the eagle is dead and she is still alive, which makes people suspicious.

"Where's the Eagle Man?" Tang Long's tone was a bit unkind.

"Eagle?" He Yin'er looked confused, "Shouldn't he be exploring on the second floor? How could I have seen him before?"

This sentence contained a lot of information. Tang Long's heart skipped a beat, feeling that all the strange events were connected by a thread. When did this sense of dissonance first begin?

By the way, it was No. 1408, when I saw those medical records with messy dates.

Thinking about it now, those medical records may not have been so messy at first. Someone deliberately messed them up and put them there to remind themselves...or perhaps, the messy nature itself is how they should be.

"What's the date today?" Suddenly, he asked He Yin'er.

"September fourteenth." Although He Yin'er was a little confused, she still answered.

"Hmm...are we on the same day?" Tang Long said again, "Where is your ghost?"

He Yin'er unbuttoned the button, and found that the white bellyband was covered with blood stains and black grave soil. Even the expression of the ferocious ghost head on it was difficult to change.

"We ran into some trouble. This thing isn't as useful as it was at first." She covered up her clothes, "Where's your knocker?"

"We encountered some troubles and are not with me for the time being." Tang Long kept his distance and had a brief exchange with He Yin'er.

"So, you used spiritualism to summon an old man who could use grave soil, and almost buried the landlord?"

Tang Long could be sure that the He Yin'er in front of him was real, because even if someone or a ghost pretended to be there, it would be impossible to tell the detailed information about the old man who summoned the spirit.

That old man was obviously the cemetery owner Luo Qian. It was impossible for the king's organization to have any information about him. The only thing that surprised him was that the landlord could actually escape from Luo Qian.

On the other side, He Yin'er was also digesting Tang Long's information: "You met Yingying and I one after another, and we both accused each other of being ghosts."

"That's right, and the eagle was illuminated by my corpse oil lamp, and there was no reaction on his body. In addition, he was already dead afterwards, so I suspected that the other you I saw just now was a fake."

"If it were a fake me, how would I know to show this ghost bellyband when we meet." He Yin'er retorted, "And my bellyband is a supernatural thing that protects consciousness from invading evil spirits. As long as it is intact, it cannot be Possessed.”

At this point, she suddenly realized the reason why Tang Long asked about the date in the first place, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Tang Long, you said that in this apartment..."

"Is it possible that the time is wrong?" Tang Long said in a deep voice, "I have begun to doubt, that's why I asked. Now I can only confirm that you and I were the first people to enter the apartment on the first day, but we are now It’s hard to say how many days we’ve been there.”

"Hmm... Put it this way, I might have been dragged to the future to fight with the landlord and lose both sides. At this time, maybe the evil spirits in this apartment are still there."

He Yin'er frowned. The apartment carried out an operation similar to "restarting", but her biggest trump card was gone. Her actions not only failed to reduce the pressure on the team, but made the situation worse.

"Calm down, I'm sure this time confusion must be related to the apartment itself, and even if it's the future, it won't be too long, only a few days at most."

Intersecting with the future is a method that only powerful people like Yang Jian, Zhang Dong, and Mr. Qin can master. It is absolutely impossible for the kings in the king's organization except the captain to have this ability.

The landlord was able to escape from Luo Qian, probably by hiding in the past with the help of the apartment's chaotic timeline, but the future is still sealed to him, because as long as that day comes, all the evil ghosts in the apartment will be buried.

If he wants to stop this, he must kill He Yin'er within these few days and rewrite the future, so... the person who is anxious now is the landlord.

"Not only did your plan not fail, it also allowed us to take the initiative." Tang Long raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Let's not separate from now on. That guy will target you as his main attack."

"Then what should we do next?" He Yin'er was very weak now and could only rely on Tang Long.

"Two things. The first is to confirm what day today is. The second is to find that person. That person... is in this building."

At this moment, Tang Long finally put aside everything and prepared to race against time: "Lao Luo!"

The shadow behind him squirmed, and Luo Wensong reappeared.

"Open all the doors here!"

Tang Long was sure that the other doors here were painted red by the landlord so that people could not quickly find the real safe house, but unfortunately...in front of Luo Wensong, all doors were just media.

Luo Wensong raised his stiff palms and made a push-away motion.

"Bang bang bang-!"

In an instant, all the doors on the 15th floor of the Yidu Apartment were opened, except for the one in the corner.

"Zhang Falcon, it's right there!" The door that could withstand even Luo Wensong's curse must be mixed with gold, and that was the real safe house.

The two of them were moving very fast, because the roars or crawling sounds of ghosts could already be heard from the doors on both sides.

For a ghost to be able to move so quickly after enduring the curse of opening the door, the level of terror is definitely not low.

"Sure enough, the buried ghost is still there." He Yin'er had already spotted a fierce ghost in his peripheral vision. Not long ago, this fierce ghost tore Liu Jiajia into pieces with his own hands, and was later buried in Luo Qian's grave.

"Normally, in order to prevent tenants from reaching the safe house, the landlord will definitely place the most vicious ghosts in the fake safe house. We checked one by one. In the past, the risk was too great, but now..."

Tang Long sneered and endured Lao Luo's curse to open the door. Even if those evil ghosts could still move, they would still have some time to fully recover.

This little time is enough for them to race against death.

Running all the way to the door of the safe house, Tang Long raised the sledgehammer in his hand high and smashed the red door hard.

"Bam—!"

While the gold blocked out the supernatural, it also caused the door itself to lose the protection of the apartment, and was directly violently destroyed by Tang Long, hitting the ground heavily.

Inside the safe house, a pale white mist shrouded it, which looked a bit like Feng Quan's ghost mist. It could be seen that the surrounding walls were not coated with gold powder, and a person was lying on the ground.

No, it's more of a corpse than a person.

The man looked cold and handsome. He was wearing a bright red cassock. Inside the cassock was the uniform of the person in charge of the headquarters. He held a string of rosary beads in his right hand and had a gold hoop on his forehead, making it clear that they were supernatural items.

But at the same time, this man's uniform was open and his body was disembowelled. The internal organs could be clearly seen. The most important heart for a living person had already stopped beating.

"Dead?" He Yin'er's expression changed slightly.

"No, he must still be alive." Tang Long remembered that when Zhang Falcon was finally killed by the king's organization, only a piece of human skin was left. This meant that his internal organs were the ghosts he controlled. The ghosts were still there, but the people were not. So easy to die.

"Zhang Falcon, we have arrived at the safe house. If you don't get up, I will get on the sledgehammer to greet you."

"Plop—! Plop—!"

Suddenly, a weak heartbeat echoed in the room, and that dark heart began to beat again.

Then the weird, irregular-shaped and even angular lungs began to expand, and streams of white air spurted out from the nose. The white mist in the room became thicker, but it seemed to form a unique ghost realm, making it impossible for the chasing ghosts to detect it. Three people hiding in the white mist.

Finally, the stomach, which had been broken for a long time, began to recover automatically and squirmed slowly.

"Is someone finally here? Let me wait." A cold voice sounded in the room. Zhang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. The wound on his abdomen was instantly intact and he got up from the ground.

"I am the headquarters partner, Tang Long, and this is the person in charge of the headquarters, He Yin'er." Tang Long showed his satellite phone, and He Yin'er followed suit.

"I am the person in charge of Daluo City, Zhang Xun."

Zhang Falcon also showed his satellite phone: "How did you get here? Has the King's organization already reached out to Asia?"

"It doesn't matter what the reason is. In short, the landlord started this alien apartment to deal with me." Tang Long didn't waste any time, "What's today's date?"

"What's the time?" Zhang Xuan's eyes moved slightly, "September 9th."

"Is today the fourth day?" Tang Long raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In this way, his biggest trump card, the Spirit, had cooled down.

"It seems that you have noticed the biggest secret of this apartment." Zhang Xun looked surprised when Tang Long directly asked for the date.

"I only know part of it, but I don't know it completely." Tang Long said confidently, "We are going to join forces soon, why don't you tell us?"

"Okay." Zhang Xuan said slowly, "The timeline of the alien apartment is chaotic. Even the landlord himself cannot fully control it, but he can make limited use of it and freely travel through the timeline of the apartment. "

"This chaotic timeline has a cycle of seven days. If he plans to deal with you, he will definitely bring you in on the first day of this cycle. This will give him the greatest room for maneuver."

"Seven days are a cycle, and each day is a small time period. Each small time period is parallel, and the specific hours are consistent." Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand and gestured, "The landlord can let you inadvertently change from one time period, arriving at another time period.”

"For example, you two came in on the first day, but now you are on the fourth day. Countless timelines are intertwined to create countless possibilities. The landlord will try to eliminate the possibilities that are not good for you, leaving only Good for him."

"At the end of the seventh day, everything will have an ending. The dead will truly die, the ghosts who were imprisoned or turned into other ghost puzzles will be eliminated as tenants, and the living will continue to enter the next time period. "

"The most terrifying thing is that, assuming you have escaped from the apartment on the third day, the landlord can still kill you on the second day, so that when the seven days are up, you will still die, and you will die in the apartment. "

"The eternal cycle of reincarnation, the maze of time, almost as inescapable as a Möbius strip. This is the alien apartment, the place where evil spirits are imprisoned."

(End of this chapter)