Let's Face Fear Together Chapter 211 Ghost House Raiders
Before the evil spirit had time to leave, an invisible force suddenly dragged the ghost into the villa, and the door of the villa closed with a bang.
There was deathly silence outside, and Zhang Luo's heart felt cold. He felt that his memory of what had just happened was being quickly withdrawn. He could no longer remember the existence of the ghost or the detector. It was like deep Alzheimer's, where memory is fast.
subside.
But there were two words that Zhang Luo was forced to remember. He typed two words on his mobile phone and showed them to his ghost girlfriend next to him.
Disaster.
"Ma Dan..."
Zhang Luo didn't even know whether he was lucky or unlucky. He always seemed to encounter disasters recently.
A man and a group of ghosts stood in front of someone else's villa, dumbfounded like a fool, who had not yet recovered from the forced amnesia.
He glanced at his girlfriend.
"What are you looking at me for?"
At this time, Matsushima Norika spoke surprisingly normally, with a hint of coolness.
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Luo replied subconsciously as he turned into a dead fish.
Zhang Luo, who thought he was dead, was about to be beaten, but with a bang, the door of the villa opened again, with the same dim light, and the wooden door was intact as before.
This villa is like those little ladies on the roadside waving ostentatiously: "Come on, uncle is here to play, the slave family is ready to greet you..."
"I probably can't beat him." Matsushima Norika showed no expression, and even her tone didn't change much, but she could clearly feel her discouragement, "It's useless for you to look at her."
"Is your stuttering healed?" Zhang Luo suddenly asked.
The female ghost turned her head away from him.
"Tsk, it's true that these days, all the characters are fake. I wouldn't be surprised if the ghosts are fake."
Zhang Luo said something mindless.
"Wait a minute, I'll look through it."
He took out the Book of Listening from his backpack, spread it out, and the pages of the book clattered, "I remember that two culprit-level ones were sealed."
"Ah, by the way, it's these two. One is the disabled culprit who was sealed when he came back to Longmen last time, and the other is his brother who was the culprit when he attacked the White Lotus Sect before."
"If these two guys are killed instantly, let's go back to our hometown and get married. I can't beat them anyway. It's like cheating."
"Tear--!"
Zhang Luo cut a piece of paper, folded it into a paper airplane, and threw it out.
"Let's go, fly in."
The paper plane seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, flying straight over and landing on the ground in front of the door. A strange ghost came out.
The turbid yellow corpse water infected the stepping mats, and the dirty black coat perfectly wrapped its body, except for its head.
Yes, it's him.
The door to the villa tried to close again, but because there was only one human nearby, Zhang Luo, the ghost who had no head to go to Canada tried to turn around and attack.
So he successfully got stuck at the door, and a ghost hand blocked the door of the villa from closing.
The flyer ghost was blocked, but did not give up. The ghost who lost his head became more mechanical and directly supported the door with his other hand.
"Zhizhizhi——!"
Amid the fierce groaning of the wooden door, the villa door slowly opened.
In the confrontation between the supernatural and the supernatural, the mud on the Flyer Ghost's body flowed faster, and a small puddle soon appeared on the ground.
At this time, the heavy carved wooden door really showed some of its power, and a ghost appeared on it.
"This supernatural level is probably the culprit level. Both
There is a stalemate. No wonder the two evil ghosts are trapped. Are the people watching the door the culprits?"
With the stalemate between the two ghosts, Zhang Luo felt relieved and pulled his girlfriend closer.
It's not that he likes the little hands of the female ghost very much. Zhang Luo, who has been beaten several times by Calamity, is almost suffering from PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder). He doesn't hold his thighs because it is difficult to run.
As the two ghosts confront each other, the ghost on the wooden door begins to stand out, and a ferocious human body appears, as if it is pulling the door hard.
"Ji Xiang, hold the door."
This was to immobilize the flyer ghost so that it would not cause trouble. Zhang Luo stabbed the wooden door with his backhand.
Candlestick downgrades wisdom!
Then Zhang Luo copied the ancient book and gave it a hammer blow!
"Dong dong dong dong——!"
"Bang——! Click!"
"Ahhhh——!"
The wooden door was punched through by Zhang Luo, and a fierce ghost screamed and then disappeared.
The Flyer Ghost Skeleton Man, who lost his resistance, grabbed Zhang Luo, but was kicked directly into the villa by Ji Xiang and thrown to the floor, and was forcibly used as cannon fodder.
This broken wooden door was directly demolished by Zhang Luo. He didn't like doors very much when he encountered supernatural events. Generally, in supernatural movies, the guys who want to die are always blocked by the door.
The first time he encountered a ghost-level incident, he was almost killed by a closed door.
The flyer ghost wanted to get up, but soon it seemed to be stuck to something.
"There are still ghosts?" Zhang Luo was very confused about what happened in this villa.
"Crack!"
It was a shutter sound. Some old-fashioned SLR cameras had a loud shutter sound, so Zhang Luo was immediately attracted to it.
The camera is pointed at the location of the living room, where is the flyer ghost,
At this time, the ghost coat of the flyer ghost disappeared and turned into a skeleton ghost writhing on the ground.
"Click——!" came another sound.
This time Zhang Luo saw clearly that the mud on the flyer ghost was gone.
"Click——!"
This time the ghost disappeared directly. Zhang Luo's eyes widened. A ghost that had been a headache disappeared after three clicks of the shutter!
This is like fucking funny.
Not daring to wait any longer, he smashed the ancient book at it and knocked the supernatural camera off the shelf.
He wanted to put away this dangerous camera, but almost fell down. Matsushima Norika held him back. To be precise, the two of them kept holding hands.
Matsushima Norika stepped forward with her slender feet, and the small white shoes she was wearing stepped directly on the shadow. The flyer ghost was a headache before, and she kicked the ghost away with just one kick.
When Zhang Luo stood firm and wanted to cause trouble for the other party, he could no longer find him.
"It actually ran away!"
Zhang Luo gritted his teeth in displeasure, reached out to pick up the ancient book and the SLR camera. He did not dare to let himself appear in front of the camera, and took out a rag from his backpack (it was mixed with those supernatural items, Zhang Luo was not sure
Is it a supernatural item? This thing is like a dirty rag, so I have to take it away with me.) Wrap it up and throw it into a tactical backpack.
Zhang Luo wore mountain boots, hugged Di and listened to a book, and finally had a chance to take a look around.
At first glance, he was shocked by the photos all over the wall. In those photos, it was obvious that someone had a ghost. At the same time, his lost memory returned and he found his own ghost on the wall.
Two stupid and evil ghosts were hung on it stupidly, and they looked very cute when photographed by the camera, especially the fierce one.
A doll seemed to be accidentally photographed with its head turned.
The big one was lying on the ground and seemed to be struggling to free himself from something. The two footballs were torn into rugby balls.
Except for Zhang Luo, who put his two ghosts into a separate compartment and prepared to go back and try to open them, all the other black and white photos were put into the pile of supernatural objects.
He couldn't tell which evil spirit belonged to him. Although it was easy to distinguish the ghosts who died in strange ways, the ugly ghosts had almost no memory in Zhang Luo's mind.
However, Zhang Luo also felt that his ghosts were really stupid, as they were all GG in the living room, and even hung on the wall to show off.
After Zhang Luo took down the black and white photos, he hesitated about the color photos.
If he guessed correctly, these are all living people, and maybe they can be saved.
"Forget it, I'm not Qiao Xi's kind of person."
Zhang Luo felt that it was okay to put them here. There were too many people and his backpack could not fit them.
"There should be a ghost here, otherwise who would develop the film, mount the photo album and put it on top?"
And it is very likely that it is the disaster-level ghost this time. I hope it will not be like the nightmare disaster and the painter who has no solution.
Relatively speaking, Route 13 still has loopholes, which actually allowed an ordinary person to escape directly. The main reason is that there is a lack of disaster-level ghosts in it.
Of course, Zhang Luo didn't know this, otherwise he would probably grind his teeth with anger. He was suddenly chased by a disaster for half of the city. The excitement would make anyone want to kill someone.
In fact, Xing Nan was also surprised. He didn't use the prepared backhand and thought it was a calculation error.
Zhang Luo put away the ghost photos, turned to look at the furnishings, and saw a newspaper on the coffee table. He flipped through it casually, and the old newspaper caught his attention.
"...The date is Bian88, and now it is 91, which means it was a newspaper from three years ago?" Zhang Luo was a little confused, and took a quick look. Apart from some inexplicable advertisements and the shortcomings of Longmen's parents, there was an important piece of information.
, "This is... the Longmen serial disappearance case? The missing persons are all women living alone, and they seem to have experience in sex work. The police reminded... Tsk, beasts, actually attack the cutest young ladies. Without them, I don’t know how many people would be there
The lonely boy spent one difficult night after another with his hands...although it might also be the uncle."
It’s not too surprising that Zhang Luo dropped the newspaper. Women are a vulnerable group in terms of physical strength. Sex work is also illegal in many countries and is a gray group. Some murderers with twisted mentality dare not attack adult men.
They target vulnerable groups, and young ladies are vulnerable groups to a certain extent. Some psychopaths even feel a twisted sense of justice when they kill this group.
Although some people on the Internet keep saying that the business of young ladies should be legalized, there is also unabashed discrimination against this profession. If there is discrimination, there must be a weak party, and their own rights and interests cannot be protected at all.
"It can't be such a coincidence, right? The things in this newspaper are connected with the supernatural events in this villa? I hate investigating cases the most."
He looked at some details around him, and he could still smell a faint smell of corpses in his nose. He was not very interested in what happened in this villa, and he was not a messenger of justice, but he was a little worried about the appearance of a man who extremely hated men.
Disaster.
Theoretically speaking, if most of the people who died here were women, then it would not be strange to see a female disaster that hates men.
At this time, there was a sound from another door of the villa.