Mysterious Recovery

Quiet, empty, and weird seven buildings.

Yang Jian had already stepped into Room 301 again, and he followed the path he had walked before to the room on the right side of this room to find out.

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

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

next moment.

An exception has occurred.

The sound played by the record player in the room snorted twice, and stopped abruptly, as if something had taken the record away, leaving only the record player idling there, making a little abnormal noise from time to time.

"Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Jian calmed his face, squeezed his voice and shouted tentatively, and at the same time the door of the room slowly opened.

There was no response from inside.

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 before, and it is still the original furnishings.

Do not.

wrong.

There is something different.

One thing is missing in this room, the wooden doll model with no facial features is missing.

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

"Is that also a strange thing?" Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and this conjecture immediately popped up in his mind.

The room in Room 301 is too weird and weird.

Everything seemed unusual but it 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 basket with curiosity.

but now.

One more thing is missing here.

Could it be said that the new ghost like the one just now has recovered?

"When I came just now, the door of Room 301 was open. Could it be that the newly resurrected Ghost has left this room?" Yang Jian immediately thought of the opening of the door just now.

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

"It looks like a new supernatural event has appeared, but where is Liu Qingqing?"

Yang Jian's did not ignore the most critical point.

Liu Qingqing was gone.

He thought Liu Qingqing had stayed in Room 301 before, but now he has not found it.

If she was killed by a ghost, then at least there is a corpse. The ghost will not destroy the corpse, and generally there will be traces left when a person is killed.

unless.

She has something to do with the disappearing faceless puppet.

Take back his thoughts briefly.

Yang Jian was trying to find the record player that made the sound just now in this weird room.

To his disappointment, he did not find the thing as he wished.

"Maybe the sound was not from the record player." For some unknown reason, another weird idea suddenly popped up in Yang Jian's mind.

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

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

Just now 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 there was indeed a figure emerging in this room just now, right at the window." Yang Jian glanced 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 reflected through the light in the room, and the outline is on it.

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

He calmed down and began to think.

His eyes moved to the unfinished sketchpad.

Yang Jian walked over, he hesitated, and finally made up his mind, 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 remaining truth in this room.

There is no need to mutilate anything with a hatchet, just let yourself see it.

In this weird room 301, it is reasonable to say that it is impossible for a living person to come in. 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 shadow overlay.

The footprints left before become a 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.

There is nothing wrong with Yang Jian's approach.

The medium was triggered at this moment.

Some figures that did not exist in this room appeared in front of Yang Jian. Before he saw this weird drawing board, he didn't know when he suddenly sat alone.

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

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

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

"This is the owner of Room 301." This thought immediately popped up in Yang Jian's mind.

Then he watched again.

But I found that the old lady seemed a bit familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

It seems to be on a supernatural bus.

Yes.

When Yang Jian took the Lingyi bus for the first time, there was a wrinkled old lady sitting in the bus.

Later, the Lingyi bus stopped and stopped. He experienced the horror of getting on the bus for many times. The death and survival of the living passengers on the bus did not care. In the end, the old lady died or disappeared mysteriously. He didn't dare to think in his heart. Certainly, because I didn't pay attention to this matter.

"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.

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 this moment, Yang Jian is like a bystander, watching an old movie before.

Continue as the medium triggers.

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

This is a sketch drawn before.

In the sketch is a middle-aged man.

That middle-aged man looks like Old Qin.

The mascot of the headquarters.

It's just that now Lao Qin is almost 100 years old, and the old Qin in the painting looks only about 40 or 50 years old.

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

He wants to continue to observe.

But the old lady in the media stopped writing suddenly, and then turned around abruptly, staring at Yang Jian behind her with pale gray eyes.

moment.

The dim yellow light in the room shrank uncontrollably, as if to go out, the surrounding light dimmed immediately.

"What are you kidding?"

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

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

It's incredible.

He has never encountered such a situation.

It should be understood that the medium triggered by the hatchet is the shadow left before, not the real existence, just like the scene recorded by the video recorder, which is false.

But it happened that this false medium felt like it had been invaded backwards.

this moment.

He really wanted to lift the hatchet in his hand and slash it subconsciously, and directly deal with the weird old lady who was looking back at him.

But.

Yang Jian abruptly resisted this impulse.

This knife must never be cut.

It's not that she is afraid of the side effects of the hatchet curse, but if the old lady can find herself along the media, then she will definitely be able to harm herself along the media.

If this knife can't be done, he will probably die in this room 301.

After all, this is the site of this old lady, and the room is full of all kinds of weird things. Once a chain reaction is caused, the ghost area will likely evolve into a ghost city.

Maybe this is just a warning.

Perhaps it was Yang Jian’s resistance to not moving.

The old lady in the media turned her head again and got up and stood up.

The old lady walked a few steps aside.

Yang Jian did not dare to interrupt the media, and immediately continued to cover the past with ghosts to ensure that the previous scenes could emerge.

Subsequently.

He saw a red cheongsam in the place where the old lady was passing by.

That cheongsam was worn on a puppet without a human face.

And the style of the red cheongsam is the one on Liu Qingqing.

"It turned out to be so."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Liu Qingqing is a ghost master. She drove that ghost cheongsam. She came here today and was eroded by the ghost cheongsam. There are more memories that do not belong to her, so she will be aware of the situation here. More familiar and understanding."

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

Without waiting for him to think about it~www.readwn.com~, the scene in the medium has changed again.

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

A beautiful face gradually took shape.

The look of that face surprised Yang Jian.

The face looks the same as the person in a photo he had previously received.

The person the ghost cupboard was looking for.

Suspected it is the woman drawn on the ghost painting.

After the face is drawn.

The still puppet man wearing a cheongsam suddenly twisted his head and got alive.

Stiff and cold.

Like a puppet man possessed by a ghost.