Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 807: past in house

Chapter 851 The past in the house

Silent, empty, weird seven buildings.

Yang Jian had already stepped into Room 301 again. He followed the road he had walked before and headed to the room to the right of this room to investigate.

Even with the curse of the music box, he is still cautious.

A black and slightly stiff icy palm pushed open the door on the right.

next moment.

An exception has occurred.

The sound of the record player from the room chirped twice and stopped abruptly, as if something had taken the record away, leaving the record player idling, making a little strange noise from time to time.

"Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Jian lowered his face and shouted tentatively while suppressing his voice. At the same time, the door was slowly pushed open.

There was no sound from inside.

And after pushing the door open, the situation inside the door is no different from when you came in before. Everything is still the same as it was before, and it's still the same as the original decoration.

Do not.

Not right.

There is something a little different.

There is one thing missing in this room, the wooden doll mannequin without facial features is gone.

The place where the faceless models were placed before is now empty, leaving only a slight trace.

"Is that also a supernatural thing..." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and this conjecture immediately popped into his mind.

The room in Room 301 is too weird and weird.

Everything seemed ordinary and seemed unusual, revealing an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere, so when he came in before, he didn't move or touch anything, he just glanced at the doll in the vegetable basket curiously.

but now.

Here's one more thing missing.

Could it be that the Specter, who is as new as before, has recovered?

"The door of Room 301 was open when I came just now. Could it be that the newly recovered Specter has already left this room?" Yang Jian immediately thought of the scene of the door opening just now.

If this is the case, then most of the ghosts who walked out of Room 301 are wandering in this residential building.

"It looks like a new supernatural event has occurred...but where is that Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Jian didn't ignore the most crucial point.

Liu Qingqing is gone.

Before, he thought that Liu Qingqing stayed in Room 301, but now he has not found it.

If she is killed by a ghost, then at least there will be a corpse. Ghosts will not destroy the corpse and destroy the traces. Generally, when people are killed, there will be traces left behind.

unless.

She has something to do with the disappearing faceless puppet.

She briefly recalled her thoughts.

In this strange room, Yang Jian was trying to find the record player that made the sound just now.

In the end, to his great disappointment, he didn't find that thing as he hoped.

"Maybe that sound wasn't from the record player." For some reason, such a strange idea suddenly popped into Yang Jian's mind.

This idea comes from the experience of dealing with supernatural events, not blind guessing.

In supernatural events, people like to use inertia to think, so it is easy to be misled by themselves.

Yang Jian just heard the sound and judged that it was a record player, but he didn't see it with his own eyes.

"But a figure did appear in this room just now, right by this window." Yang Jian looked at the closed window again.

There is a piece of stained glass on the old window, which is not transparent enough to see the outside scenery, only a little shadow can be seen through the reflection of the light in the room, and the outline is on it.

"According to the angle presented by the figure, the position where Liu Qingqing's existence is suspected should be here."

He calmed down and began to think.

His eyes moved to the unfinished sketchpad.

Yang Jian walked over, he hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind, and the ghost behind him slowly covered the surroundings.

at the same time.

He held the hatchet tightly in his hand.

This is to trigger the medium, trace the source of the figure, and see the truth that was left in this room before.

You don't need to use a hatchet to dismember anything, just let yourself see it is enough.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a living person to enter this strange room 301. Except for Liu Qingqing, who may have stayed here before, most of the rest are ghosts wandering in this room.

Either way, Yang Jian wanted to take a look.

Ghost cover.

The footprints left before become the medium, which can be easily triggered.

Without ghosts, it would be difficult to trigger this medium.

Because both footprints and handprints need to be completely covered.

Yang Jian's approach is not wrong.

The media was triggered at this moment.

In front of Yang Jian's eyes, some figures that did not exist in this room appeared. He saw a person suddenly sitting in front of this strange drawing board.

It was an old man wearing an old-fashioned cloth, with a slightly hunched back and wrinkles all over his face.

No, to be precise, it should be an old lady.

And judging from the appearance and shape, this should be a living person, not a ghost, nor a dead person.

"This is the owner of Room 301." This idea immediately popped into Yang Jian's mind.

Then he observed again.

However, she found that the old lady seemed a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

It seems to be on a ghost bus.

Yes.

When Yang Jian took the supernatural bus for the first time, a wrinkled old lady sat on the bus.

Later, the ghost bus turned off and stopped. He experienced the horror of ghosts getting on the bus many times. He didn't care about the death and survival of the living passengers on the bus. In the end, the old lady died or disappeared mysteriously. In his heart, he didn't dare Sure, because I didn't pay attention to this thing.

"Is it the same person?"

Yang Jian felt a little unsure in his heart.

But it didn't wait for him to think about it.

However, he saw that the old lady he saw after the medium was triggered was reaching out and drawing something on the drawing board in front of him.

At the moment, Yang Jian is like a bystander watching an old movie.

Continues with the medium trigger.

Using this weird hatchet, he saw again that a different painting on the drawing board was gradually taking shape.

This is a sketch I drew before.

In the sketch is a middle-aged man.

The appearance of that middle-aged man is... Lao Qin.

The mascot of the headquarters.

It's just that Lao Qin is almost 100 years old now, and the Lao Qin in the painting looks only about forty or fifty years old.

"Is Lao Qin involved with the owner of Room 301?" Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed.

He wanted to keep watching.

However, the old lady in the media suddenly stopped writing, and then turned around abruptly, staring at Yang Jian behind her with a pair of white and gray eyes.

Moment.

The hazy yellow light in the room flickered uncontrollably, as if it was about to go out, and the surrounding light immediately dimmed.

"What are you kidding?"

Yang Jian's eyes shrank, he felt his hair stand up, and he was horrified.

The medium triggered by the hatchet is actually looking at itself.

Simply incredible.

He had never encountered such a situation.

You must know that the media triggered by the hatchet are all the shadows left in the past, not real existence, just like the scene recorded by the video recorder, it is false.

But it was this false medium that had a feeling of being invaded by the reverse.

this moment.

He really wanted to take the hatchet in his hand and subconsciously chop it down, and directly deal with this weird old lady who was staring back at him.

But.

Yang Jian abruptly resisted this urge.

This knife must not cut.

It's not that she's afraid of the side effects of the hatchet's curse, but that if the old lady can find herself through the medium, she will definitely be able to hurt herself through the medium.

If you can't kill this knife, you will most likely die in this room 301.

After all, this is the old lady's territory, and the room is full of all kinds of weird things. Once a chain reaction is triggered, the ghost district will likely evolve into a ghost city.

Perhaps this is just a warning.

Perhaps it was Yang Jian's refraining from moving that had an effect.

The old lady in the medium turned her head again, and stood up.

The old lady took a few steps to the side.

Yang Jian did not dare to let the media interrupt, and immediately the ghosts continued to cover the past, ensuring that the previous scene could emerge.

Then.

He saw a red cheongsam placed where the old lady passed by.

That cheongsam was worn on a faceless puppet.

And the style of the red cheongsam~www.readwn.com~ is the one worn by Liu Qingqing.

"It turned out to be so."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Liu Qingqing is a ghost master, she controlled the ghost cheongsam, and she came here today and was eroded by the ghost cheongsam, and there are some memories that do not belong to her, so she will be here. more familiar and understanding.”

"But now, Liu Qingqing and the faceless puppet are gone..."

Don't wait for him to think about it.

The landscape in the medium has changed again.

The old lady suddenly picked up a pen and drew on the faceless puppet.

A beautiful face gradually took shape.

The look of that face surprised Yang Jian a little.

The face looks the same as the person in a photo he got before.

The person the ghost cupboard is looking for.

Suspected to be the woman in the ghost painting.

After the face is drawn.

The stationary puppet man in a cheongsam suddenly twisted his head and became active.

Stiff and cold.