Those illusory figures appeared in front of Su Yuan's eyes one after another, giving people an unreal feeling.
These figures include men and women, old and young, and they are all people Su Yuan has come into contact with recently.
Among these figures, Su Yuan also saw many familiar people.
There is Yang Jian, there is Su Qian, there is Zhao Jianguo, there is Wu Qiuyu, there is...
The illusory figures of people who have been in contact recently become more and more vivid and vivid, and the longer the figures are, the more lifeless and pale their faces are, as if they are about to disappear at any time, and some connecting lines are broken. I don’t know.
Is the originally connected target dead or because the target itself is something else?
For example, ghosts...
However, what Su Yuan was slightly concerned about was that the figure of the woman he met in the supernatural cinema was the most illusory, extremely twisted and unstable, as if she had been disturbed by some kind of interference, and seemed to collapse at any time. I wonder if it was
Because of the supernatural cinema.
However, Su Yuan didn't care about this woman. It was more important to find the foreigner first.
Soon, he found the ghost controller who had just attacked him among the illusory figures. The figure's figure was bright and lifelike, but there were many incomplete places on his body, as if he was obscured by something supernatural.
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Perhaps it was one of the ghosts controlled by that man, Su Yuan secretly guessed.
"These people I saw are not real people. They are mostly a supernatural phenomenon, the manifestation of Kayako's ability. Maybe it is a curse. What connects them all are the weird threads. Anyone who is...
Anyone connected to the line means that they can be attacked by Kayako. It is the source, and I am acting as a medium at this moment, just a tool used to release the curse."
Su Yuan's mind immediately thought of a ghost, an equally special ghost.
The wish ghost that controlled Zhao Kaiming, the person in charge of Dachang City, was sufficiently special, and the way its ability was expressed was also a curse, a strange enough curse.
The price of dying a person in exchange for a wish.
I don’t know who is stronger between it and coconut milk?
While Su Yuan was thinking, Kayako had already taken action. It directly grabbed the strange thread connecting the ghost controller, and then slowly pulled the thread, pulling it away from Su Yuan bit by bit.
It was pulled out from his body, and a terrifying and terrifying sound came from his throat.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."
In this creepy sound, an illusory shadow appeared. The shadow was not real, like a person, but also like an invisible shadow.
But soon, the shadow formed an outline, with arms and legs growing out, facial features... and its figure gradually became fixed. Judging from its appearance, it was the foreign ghost controller who had previously attacked Su Yuan.
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The figure that appeared in the haunted house at this moment looked exactly like the previous ghost controller, but the only difference was that the person in the haunted house at this moment was completely black and white, like a person who had stepped out of the portrait.
At this moment, Su Yuan carefully looked at the man in front of him who was shaped by Kayako's supernatural power, and he didn't understand the purpose of this.
Suddenly, the black and white man moved, or this thing that didn't know whether it should be called a human or some unknown supernatural phenomenon suddenly took steps towards the outside of the haunted house, and Kayako also
He didn't stop him, he was still lying on the ground, with the unexplained sound in his throat, watching the strange black and white figure walk out.
In the perception, the strange figure disappeared quickly after walking out of the haunted house. Even in the ghost realm, Su Yuan could not feel the whereabouts of the thing. At this time, Kayako also let go of Su Yuan's hand.
Hands, turned around and climbed towards the stairs to the second floor.
"Is this the end?"
Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant, but soon he had another guess. Perhaps at this moment, Kayako had already released the curse.
So it takes time to wait?
While Su Yuan stayed in the haunted house waiting for the results, on the other side, the blond and blue-eyed foreigner was staying in a certain room on the third floor of the hotel.
After escaping from Junxiong's ghost realm, he hid here. At this moment, he was covered in cold sweat, trembling in pain, and rolling on the ground screaming.
Under his skin, there were strange signs of crawling, as if there were millions of bugs crawling around, and the pain made all the muscles in his body twitch.
That kind of pain is like your soul being crushed.
This is the sequelae of using that supernatural item, the cross. That thing is a one-time consumption of supernatural items. After use, it can allow people to maximize their supernatural power. Of course, there is a price. For example, at this moment, one's own balance
It seems that it has been broken, and it is just trying to maintain a limit of recovery. Once this limit is crossed, what awaits him will inevitably be the consequences of recovery.
The room was dark, but in this darkness, the man was trying his best to regain his balance, but he failed to notice that he was not far away from him.
A middle-aged man was sitting on a chair at the moment, holding a newspaper in his hand to cover his face, as if the darkness around him had merged into one, and he was watching the news above seriously without saying a word.
"Ah...it hurts...Yang Jian, Yang Jian...why don't you die, damn Yang Jian, I want to kill you, I must kill you..."
After an unknown amount of time, the pain subsided, and he stood up with a pale face, leaning against the wall, his muscles all twitching.
Throughout the whole process, the cursing of Yang Jian never stopped, and it seemed that he had a deep and sworn hatred for Yang Jian.
It's strange to say that he is obviously a foreigner, even his curse words are mixed, with a few Chinese words mixed in the foreign language, but he speaks the two words "Yang Jian" extremely skillfully, as if it is engraved in his bones.
The instinct is the same.
After standing for a while, he walked directly to the bed and lay down. He seemed to be so exhausted that he fell asleep. The middle-aged man also came over and sat on the bed next to the man. Without saying a word, he held a hand in his hand.
He was holding the newspaper and looking down.
The room was almost dark, and there was no light for reading. In such a dim environment, it was impossible to see the words on the newspaper clearly. However, the middle-aged man sitting on the bed remained motionless, with his arms raised.
He was holding a newspaper and covering his face so that he could not see his appearance clearly. It seemed that the presence or absence of light had no effect on him at all.