Chapter 136
Chapter 136 Weird Sculpture and Retrospection!
Chen Xuan's pupils shrank and he suddenly started to retreat.
Blood and water like waves poured out of the room, seemingly trying to drown him.
Several human faces appeared in the sea of blood, and the expressions on each face looked like they were crying in pain.
Chen Xuan's ghost domain was violently invaded.
Moreover, the other party crashed directly in with a devastating attitude!
Golden light flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes, and the scarecrow standing on his left swung his sickle and chopped it down!
"Woohoo!"
The shrill cries were about to pierce the eardrums, and the blood like ocean waves instantly shrank.
Several of the chopped faces began to melt, and soon new faces were added.
The human-faced spider began to Spun silk, Chen Xuan used these threads to hang himself in the air.
Inexplicably, when he looked at these crying faces for more than a minute, a faint sadness suddenly filled his heart. He felt like he didn't want to live anymore, and as the cry got louder, the thought became stronger, but he suppressed it easily.
Both the doll and the scarecrow were easily drowned in the blood. While frantically attacking those faces, Chen Xuan glanced sideways at the scarecrow's legs, which were already turning red.
It was as if the blood could be invaded and infected silently.
After the initial surge, there was not much left. And I don't know when the door has been completely opened.
There are densely packed black shadows inside. If you look carefully, you can see open wounds on the corpses. It is self-evident where the blood came from.
But why did these people die in this place at the same time?
Was it suicide?
At this time, the red marks on the scarecrow's legs had reached the knee level, and the ghost doll was because of There was little contact with the red liquid, so there seemed to be nothing wrong.
As the last ray of blood flowed out, there was a strange clicking sound in the room, and the corpses began to move, and the sadness that was a hundred times stronger than before hit my face. Come on, Chen Xuan became a little anxious.
The being in the room did not attack him directly. Instead, he kept trying to influence him. What did the being in this room want to do?
Some special scenes appeared in front of him.
The room should still be this room. A beautiful woman followed a man. The man danced and said something to the self-respecting Buddha statue in front of him, and then suddenly raised his hand and picked up the statue in his hand. The dagger stabbed the woman next to her.
Blood spattered all over the sculpture. The sculpture seemed to curl up and smile.
Only after the woman was completely out of breath did the man turn around and leave.
Then scenes like this kept appearing..
These pictures seem to be the last memories in the minds of those who have died. This ability is somewhat similar to that of ghosts, but the difference is that the existence in front of him seems to have some self-consciousness.
After a long time, Chen Xuan ? He opened his eyes and looked at the room in front of him with a strange expression. The first time he saw the phantom statue, he thought of the ghost blackboard at the Ghost Controller's headquarters.
The difference, and he didn't see the sculpture in this room now.
The scarecrow's body had turned blood red, and the whole body looked like it was dripping with blood.
Chen Xuan suddenly sighed and stood up. He walked into the room.
None of the S-class ghosts following him came over, as if he had determined that the beings in the room would not attack him.
As the light of the longevity lamp completely entered the room, all of them came. All the blackened heads turned around. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Facing the gazes of these corpses, Chen Xuan spoke
"I can let you rest in peace."
The room became quiet and the crying stopped, and then one mummy after another suddenly fell down.
As the last mummy fell to the ground, a palm-sized piece of red liquid suddenly moved and prepared to escape.
But it just ran to the door. When he saw it, he ran directly into the spider's thread.
Looking at the entangled ghost, Chen Xuan reached out and grabbed it, only to see a pair of eyes appear on his hand. Intense pain.
Chen Xuan silently began to devour it with his ghost eyes. Under the pressure of the ghost doll, the pair of A ghosts were easily absorbed, but the level was lower than expected, but the initial movement was indeed. It's a bit surprising.
This pair of eyes condenses the regret, pain and unwillingness of everyone who died in this room, but after a long time, this obsession has become that of being killed.
So painful? Or has their pain or resentment been swallowed up by something else? For example, that sculpture? Chen Xuan looked up at the third floor.
There was a 70% chance that the sculpture was there.
As soon as he caught these eyes, he felt a vague will touching him.
These eyes also brought him a special ability, which sounds very noble, but it is not that.
That's it.
This ability can only be used to recall the experience of a certain item or thing for a period of time.
With his current mental power, the maximum time limit should be one day.
The ghost realm of these eyes has just taken shape, and its range is only two meters.
Without any surprise, it has now merged with the magical ghost realm.
The blood began to dry up slowly.
The smell in the air was particularly uncomfortable, but it was also slowly getting lighter.
Now I think the only purpose of the golden wall on the second floor is to prevent those.
The dead person transformed into a corpse, right? Unfortunately, the transformation was successful.
But are the blood stains on the first floor stairs really from the second floor? The stairs to the third floor are very clean, and there are no traces.
There is no dust at all.
Logically speaking, even if the entire room is enclosed, some things will inevitably rot, but this does not happen on the third floor.
Even the handrails on the stairs look like it.
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