I clearly saw normal scenery and people outside, but why couldn't I jump out?
Her chest was clogged, and she felt like she was suffocating.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his anxiety and calm down.
Yang Zimei calmed down and tried to jump onto the wall again.
She did not jump down, but carefully observed the surrounding scenery and found that everything was normal.
Looking back at this side of the alley and the other side of the wall, it was still normal.
At this time, a man walked into the alley.
She stared nervously, watching the man pass by the strange lamp, then gradually disappear at the end of the alley, and then appear at another corner of the road.
what happened?
Everyone else can go out normally, so why am I stuck here?
At this time, there was another aunt taking out the garbage outside the wall at her feet.
"Auntie, aunt——"
She yelled hurriedly, trying to have some contact with the outside world.
The aunt was obviously only one meter away from her, and she screamed loudly, but she ignored her, as if she didn't hear her scream at all.
"Auntie, aunt——"
Yang Zimei tried to shout.
The old lady looked up after taking out the trash.
Yang Zimei met her eyes.
But the strange thing is that the aunt didn't seem to see her, she just looked at the wall regretfully, turned and left.
"Auntie, aunt——"
Yang Zimei was about to cry and screamed.
The aunt didn't look back.
Yang Zimei was anxious to catch up, so he jumped down, and then found that he was back under the street lamp in the alley.
What's going on?
Could it be that I am like a ghost, existing in another channel space?
Yes, ghost!
She also began to draw soul-calling charms in the air.
Now the ghost is also a friend to her. Maybe the ghost can guide her out of this haunted place.
However, she drew the soul-calling talisman and recited the incantation for a while, but except for the uncle who was still waving to her mechanically, there was not a single ghost in sight.
They also seemed to have escaped out of thin air.
If it were normal, she would attract at least ten or eight ghosts just by chanting the soul-calling spell.
Could it be that the spell also fails here?
Just as I was thinking about it, another man who looked like he was a little drunk walked into the alley, walking crookedly and talking drunkenly.
Yang Zimei walked up to him and shouted loudly, "Brother——"
The drunk man didn't respond. He just glanced in her direction suspiciously, then touched his head and murmured, "Am I drunk? Why did I seem to hear someone shouting?"
"Brother, it's me calling you."
Yang Zimei came closer and reached out to pat his shoulder.
Who knew that the hand was obviously patting the drunk man's shoulder, but it seemed to be patting in the air, falling directly through the drunk man's body.
Strange, is the uncle a soul without substance?
No, no matter from which angle you look at it, he is a living person, and you can even smell the foul smell of alcohol coming out of his mouth.
How could it be a soul without substance?
She actually reached out to pat the drunk man again, but the result was still the same.
Then she was shocked to find that the drunk man seemed to have passed through her body, and then continued to move forward.