Mysterious Recovery: Starting at Caesars Hotel

Chapter 10 The Promise

"The law of killing is not breathing, but the breath exhaled by the living person that cannot be smelled by the corpse." The second before the lights went out, Liang Tian had already analyzed the killing pattern of Li Gui, but it seemed that it was a little too late.

Heavy and rapid footsteps echoed in the dark bedroom. The corpse was running in the bedroom, and the footsteps were approaching quickly.

Li Gui moved very quickly.

It was unimaginable that the ghost, who was so slow just now, could attack so quickly.

Liang Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, and a stiff, cold, rotten hand stretched out from the darkness in front of him, aiming at his neck, trying to choke him and drag him into the darkness.

But the next moment.

The cold palm that was stretched out quickly retracted into the darkness as if it hit something.

At the junction of the dark and light door, a strange figure with only the front half visible stood there, like a thick wall, blocking the ghost's attack.

"It's the curse that protects me."

Liang Tian's face turned a little pale. He quickly took a step back and immediately held his breath.

After the ghost's attack was interrupted, the lights in the bedroom suddenly flickered a few times and then turned on again.

In a situation that did not conform to the rules of killing, the movements of the wandering corpse became stiff and slow again, and he returned to the bed and lay down again.

After the light appeared, the strange figure blocking the door suddenly disappeared and hid.

"It seems that the curse I have been contaminated with is even more terrifying."

Liang Tian touched the cold sweat on his forehead, calmed down his emotions, and thought to himself.

Although he escaped an attack, it also means that when his death comes, he may face even greater troubles.

Come to think of it, even if you become a ghost master, you will not be able to bear the consequences of the death curse. Only the unkillable aliens can survive it.

There is no loophole to exploit.

I didn’t think about it any further.

He took action again, held his breath, and quickly stepped into the bedroom filled with the strong smell of corpses.

But this time, the stiff corpse on the wooden bed showed no reaction and lay peacefully motionless.

The corpse was that of a man. The coat on his body had been soaked in black corpse water and the original color could not be seen. It had become dirty and black. But on the pocket of his coat, a cardboard-like brand was revealed.

The number 8 is engraved on the exposed half of the sign.

Taking a deep breath, Liang Tian boldly reached out to the body and quickly took away the paper house sign in his pocket.

Once something is in hand, it doesn’t stop there anymore.

After walking out, close the bedroom door again.

"The room number 708 represented by this paper door number does not belong to the hotel. It may be connected to a certain place, which may also be a dangerous and supernatural place."

Liang Tian stood at the door, staring at the house number in his hand.

But no matter what, it was impossible not to let him meet Chen Yuanyuan when he got to this point.

Therefore, he hung the paper house number 708 directly on the bedroom door.

There is nothing unusual around, everything is normal.

But the next second.

The wooden bedroom door strangely changed and turned into a very large deck of cardboard playing cards.

Moreover, the number is a very brightly colored K card.

The light coming from under the door crack quickly dimmed, and no light came out. The house number was hung up, and room No. 47 was connected to another place.

At this time, the eyes of the strange image on the card suddenly turned, and a stiff and weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, peeping at him standing at the door.

Liang Tian felt uncomfortable being stared at by the card man. He reached out and tried to push the door made of cards: "This ghost is a bit evil. I shouldn't stay at the door for a long time. It's time for me to go in."

With a slight push, the door opened easily.     A very ordinary room appeared in front of him.

The layout of the bedroom has changed. There is no wooden bed and corpse, and the furniture is gone. There is nothing here, and there is no Chen Yuanyuan.

No, there's one more thing in the whole room.

With the light seeping in from Room 47, he saw a painting on the square wall.

It was a landscape painting drawn only with ink, and no other colors were used.

Liang Tian stared at the painting, always feeling a strong sense of violation. It wasn't until he walked in and took a closer look that he finally saw some clues.

The river in that painting was actually drawn with thick ink.

Generally speaking, painters will only use thick ink to outline the mountains and leave blank spaces in a freehand way. The large blank spaces are used to symbolize the vast water surface.

In this painting, it's completely the other way around.

"The river in this painting is thick and dark, and it looks very fast and dangerous. It seems that many people have drowned in the river, and many dark figures are struggling under the water. What did the person who painted this painting want to express?"

Liang Tian once learned the skills of appreciating paintings, but this painting made people look more and more wrong, and it also gave him an uncomfortable feeling.

Staring at the dark river water one more time, he felt dizzy, as if he was trapped in the fast-flowing river.

At this time.

Liang Tian was shocked: "A person walked out of the river, is it her?"

The dark river water was rolling, and a tall figure walked out of it, appearing on the paper as if the outline was completed on the spot.

The girl who came to the shore from the river suddenly turned her head, her eyes seemed to penetrate the paper and saw the person outside the painting.

When their eyes collided, he saw a delicate and beautiful face, and a pair of eyes as black as ink with no pupils.

Suddenly.

The surrounding vision was swallowed up by a wave of darkness, and everything seemed to be disappearing.

Liang Tian noticed something was wrong, but didn't dare to move.

Because he heard the sound of the river flowing, the feeling of wet soil under his feet, and his nose even smelled the moist vapor in the air.

Soon, the darkness receded.

Only then did he realize that the place he was in had completely changed.

This is not a room, he has come to the painting.

"You came."

Across the other side of the dark river, a girl with pigtails stood there, her face stiff and numb, her black and white eyes seemed to be looking at him, and as her lips moved slightly, a voice came to the other side strangely.

In the conscious world, it seems that the girl's eyes have returned to normal.

Liang Tian took a deep breath and asked cautiously: "Are you Chen Yuanyuan, or...a ghost?"

He wasn't sure. What he encountered was a ghost with the memory of a living person? Or an alien with a ghost body?
  But his question was quickly answered.

"I don't have a name, but I am not Chen Yuanyuan, because she is already dead and chose to dismember herself to live in the second life. I am the few incomplete memories she left on Li Gui after she enslaved him."

Across the dark river, the girl continued unhurriedly: "You told me before that if the memory is not controlled by ghosts, then it is not a ghost. So now I am neither a ghost nor a complete person."

Can you control the supernatural souls of the dead?

Just when Liang Tian thought hard for a long time, he finally had some understanding.

Across the river.

The girl's eyes moved slightly and she spoke again: "We had an agreement. If you can reach the other side without crossing the river, then you will inherit this supernatural power. Now that you are here, have you thought of a way? ?”

(End of this chapter)