Chapter 71 The 5th Coming, Balance Out of Control

Chapter 71 The 5th Coming, Balance Out of Control

Chapter 71 The Fifth Arrival, Balance Loss
In the old village.

Li Jun and his group came to the center of the village again.

Looking at the house in front of me, it was pitch black inside when I looked out the window. I couldn't see my hand in front of me, as if all the light had disappeared.

"Let's go." After taking a deep breath, Li Jun slowly walked forward to the dark room that represented the mourning hall.

"and many more!"

Han Mo stopped Li Jun who was about to go forward.

"What's wrong?" Ah Hong looked at Liu San in confusion.

"Did you find anything?"

"No, but I don't know why, I always feel a little familiar, as if we have been to this place before."

Han Mo shook his head. His body was telling him that he had been here before, but he had no memory of being here.

“Come to think of it, I also felt a little uneasy when I approached this place.”

Liu San also spoke. He walked to the window at the back of the house and looked at what was happening inside.

But the house seemed to be isolated by some incomprehensible ghost, and all that could be seen was pitch darkness.

"I don't know why, but my body seems to be instinctively afraid of this place."

If it was just Han Mo alone, no one would care much.

But now that two people have said so, they have to take it seriously.

"Could it be because of being close to the source ghost?" Xu Yiping asked.

"Maybe, but the possibility is not high." Han Mo shook his head.

"The reason why I feel this place is familiar is because the evil spirit in my body is giving me an instinctive warning."

The other ghost controlled by Han Mo is called Ghost Shedding. Every time it is killed, it will leave behind a shedding of its own skin, similar to the saying of a cicada shedding its shell.

However, after shedding his skin, he must find a way to deal with his own remains.

Because each molt is equivalent to a ghost that has the memory of the moment he shed his skin, and will instinctively hunt him down and want to replace him.

If these shed skins are obtained by evil spirits, they will even bring the evil spirits to hunt him down.

And just now, when he was approaching here, he could feel that the ghost in his body was sending out some strange feeling.

This feeling is like leaving behind shed skin after death and approaching you.

But there was no real shedding, and he had no memory of dying in this place. It seemed to be just an illusion of the evil spirit in his body.

But is this really just an illusion?
Han Mo couldn't help but look at Liu San. The ghost Liu San controlled was a paper man who could create many clones.

The other party, like himself, instinctively felt uneasy after approaching here.

When Han Mo turned his head, Liu San happened to look at him. The two of them looked at each other and became more certain of their thoughts.

Something must have happened in this place.

"Let me go take a look ahead." Liu San said.

He wanted to look around first to see if there were any signs.

"I'll try to see if I can sense where there is danger." Han Mo closed his eyes.

But he soon opened his eyes, as if he had successfully obtained some information.

"There is a terrifying existence in the room that is powerful enough to kill us." Han Mo said in a serious tone.

"Come here quickly."

At this time, Liu San also spoke.

At this time, Liu San was standing on the road not far in front of the house.

There is an open door in front of the house, and the rooms have older wooden doors.

However, what really caught everyone's attention was not the style of the door, but the location of the door, where there were many footprints.

The footprints were messy and had some grayish-white ashes on them, as if they were brought in from outside.

"Could the ghost in here have been outside?" Liu San's face changed.

You have to know that outside is a world of ghost paintings. According to previous inferences, the ghosts in the ghost coffins are trapped in these dark houses and cannot get out.

But the scattered footprints on the ground proved that something had indeed gone out and had stained the gray ashes outside.

Liu San was shocked and doubtful, looking at the open door with suspicious eyes.

It’s strange, the door of the house was open, but it was pitch black inside and one couldn’t see what was going on inside from outside.

"Don't rush in." Li Jun said.

"Han Mo just sensed that there is something terrifying in the house that is enough to kill us."

Hearing this, everyone nodded and walked around the house to see if they could make any new discoveries.

"Come here quickly!"

Xu Yiping suddenly spoke, pointing to the back of the house.

There is an area enclosed by a fence, which should be used by the owner to enjoy the cool air and chat with his family at night.

However, the current owner has become a ghost and does not need to enjoy the shade.

"This fence gate can be opened. Maybe we can go in from this side." Xu Yiping said, pointing to the front.

The front door was too weird. If possible, they didn't want to go there.

So after discovering that they could go in from this side, they immediately moved closer.

"I'll clear the way."

Liu San volunteered. He was very afraid of this house, but he still took the initiative to take the responsibility of leading the way.

Because among all the people present, he was the only one who could survive the attack.

Although Liu San didn't trust others, seeing that the domestic situation was getting worse and worse and so many ghost riders had died, he didn't want the casualties at the headquarters to increase again.

Pushing open the fence door, Liu San walked inside cautiously.

Although the back door may not be as dangerous as the front door, it would be very disastrous if you neglected to be on guard.

They only confirmed that the front door was dangerous, but they could not confirm that the back door was not dangerous.

Walking into the backyard of the house, Liu San safely arrived at the side door of the house.

However, when he approached and carefully pushed open the door, the moment he walked in, the scene in front of him made his eyes suddenly shrink and his heart suddenly contract.

A person who looked exactly like him, with a broken body and like a dead person, stood in the house, looking outside with a pair of lifeless eyes, revealing an abnormal horror.

However, when Liu San carefully identified it, he couldn't help but take several steps back.

This thing that looks exactly like him is not a corpse, nor a person, but a lifelike paper figure.

There was not just this paper figure standing in the room, but a bunch of tattered paper figures lying all over the room.

Although the appearance of these paper figures was damaged, Liu San could recognize that each paper figure looked like himself. He was even sure that these paper figures were made by himself.

There were scattered footprints with ashes at the front door, and the back room was incomplete, like a paper figurine that had been dead for a long time.

Instantly, a terrible thought appeared in Liu San's mind: "I have been here before, and this is not the first time."

"What happened?" Li Jun stopped after seeing Liu San enter the house. He walked in with ghostly lights burning on his body.

The other three people also hurriedly followed, fearing that something unexpected might happen to Liu San.

But what no one expected was that when they entered the house, they did not find any danger, but instead saw many incredible things.

These are a bunch of incomplete paper figures.

Each of the paper figures looked like Liu San, with a sallow face, dead eyes, and a hint of fear and disbelief on his remaining expression.

The dead man's appearance looked particularly strange under the illumination of Li Jun's green ghost fire.

One, two, three, four; four paper figures in total.

Liu San calculated with a serious expression.

"Four times. We have been to this house four times in total."

His voice trembled a little when he said this, because this was a terrible scene that he could not understand.

"Impossible, Liu San, your guess must be wrong. This is our first time here. We have never been here before. I remember it very clearly."

Xu Yiping spoke up. He thought that the paper man might have reminded Liu San, who was also controlling the paper man, of some horrible fact.

However, Ah Hong also spoke up at this time: "Look."

Ah Hong pointed at several white curtains hanging in the room. There were blood stains on the curtains, and some unknown paint was smeared on the bottom of the curtains, which looked extremely strange.

Who would paint such a beautiful white curtain for no reason?
However, Ah Hong's words immediately made several people feel their hair stand on end.

"The paint underneath these white cloths should be cosmetics!" Ah Hong's voice trembled slightly.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, then looked at Ah Hong's face.

Because the ghost that Ah Hong was controlling was actually a makeup box, and her face was even heavily made up at this time.

"Four white curtains with blood and paint, and four paper figures." Han Mo's eyes were filled with fear.

The incident was too bizarre, beyond his comprehension. None of the supernatural incidents he had dealt with before had such incredible changes.

The others looked at the four paper figures and four white curtains in the room in silence.

"Ahhong's paint, my paper figures, everything explains it all. What I said just now was not wrong." Liu San spoke again.

He said anxiously, "If we had never been here, why would my paper figurine be left here? Every time I am killed by a ghost, a paper figurine will die in my place."

"There are four of them here now, which means I have been killed by ghosts four times since I entered here, but I have not been killed once from before until now."

"If it was just me, you could still say that there was something wrong with my thinking, but with Ah Hong..."

Liu San didn't say anything else, but everyone understood what he meant.

"Is there something wrong with our memory? Or have we encountered the ghost messenger or the red and white evil spirits before, and were killed?" Han Mo frowned.

"Although the ghost in my body is telling me that I seem to have died several times in this house, I have no memory of that at all."

Han Mo's words once again added some credibility to Liu San's words.

"So, we are now repeating what happened before?" Ah Hong frowned.

"Does it mean that every time we are killed, the ghost messenger restarts?"

The ghost messenger does have this strange ability.

But this restart only affects the ghost catcher himself and cannot affect other people, let alone everyone's memory.

"Liu San, this is just speculation from your and Ah Hong's personal perspective. If we had been here, not only you, but also we should have left some traces."

Li Jun said calmly: "But in fact, except for you and Ah Hong, the three of us didn't find anything unusual."

"At most, Han Mo feels a little uneasy."

Han Mo interrupted Li Jun: "Don't forget the footprints in the front yard."

"I just checked and there is no sign that anyone has been in the backyard. There are no footprints at all."

"If we really came here, I'm afraid we would have entered through the front door."

"And now, there are four paper figures and white curtains in the room, but they are not placed in the front hall. Doesn't this make it even more weird?"

The others fell into silence.

"Speaking of which, there are a lot of scattered paper ashes near your front door, right?"

Liu San pointed at the paper figurines and said, "Look, there is paper ash under the feet of these paper figurines, which means that these paper figurines must have left footprints and scattered paper ash at the front door."

"Could it be that after killing us, the ghost took the paper man and the white curtain to the back hall?" Ah Hong asked suspiciously.

The more you guess, the more terrifying it becomes.

But after killing them, why were the remaining white curtains and paper figures taken to the back hall?
Everyone thought of the same possibility, covering up the traces
"No, it's impossible. A ghost can't possibly have this kind of thinking." Li Jun shook his head violently. He firmly didn't believe that a ghost could do this.

"Let's retreat, no matter whether we have been here before or not." Han Mo shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Huanggang Village has undergone changes that we cannot understand. These changes are terrible. If we don't leave now, we may never be able to leave."

Han Mo's inner thoughts were more inclined towards Liu San and Ah Hong's guesses.

Although he did not leave any traces in this house, such as remains after shed skin, he believed in his own knowledge of the evil spirit.

Even his own evil spirit felt that it had died several times here. For a ghost rider who relied on evil spirits, if he didn't trust them, it would be the same as seeking death.

"That makes sense. If Liu San's guess is true, then now we can't even trust our own memories."

After a series of speculations, Xu Yiping could no longer maintain his previous composure.

"Under such circumstances, imprisoning evil spirits is simply a joke, and the ghost paintings are still there."

"If we really died so many times in the same place, the ghosts in the house might be the Red and White Devils! You guys probably don't have the confidence to deal with them, right?"

Hearing this, Li Jun fell silent.

No matter how much he wanted to imprison the Ghost Catcher while his lair was suppressed, he really had no way to do anything if there really were the Red and White Devils in the house.

"Come to think of it, I remember that the Red and White Devils once got a white curtain draped over a ghost during a live broadcast event."

Han Mo spoke. He had always been paying close attention to the Red and White Devils and knew all the news about this ghost, including the live broadcast incident.

After saying that, everyone looked outside, and they all backed down in their hearts.

The sky was still gray, there was no color in the whole world, and not a single sound. It was so depressing that it made people scared.

Ordinary people would be scared to death if they came to this place, let alone looking for evil spirits in this unknown place when they guessed that they might have died four times.

The pressure is unimaginable.

Li Jun was in a dilemma at this moment.

He is the one leading the team this time, so he must make up his mind when there are disagreements on choices.

Should I continue searching this terrible village or just leave?

Every choice has a price. Leaving here would mean failure of the operation, but continuing would also risk the entire team being wiped out here.

"It would be a pity to leave now. The ghost domain of the ghost messenger has been suppressed. Professor Wang's plan has succeeded, and now we have determined the location of the Red and White Devils."

"If handled properly, we can resolve this S-level supernatural incident. If we miss this opportunity, there will be no chance again. And we can't afford to lose this time."

Li Jun's expression changed, and finally he spoke through gritted teeth.

According to Wang Xiaoming's idea, after the ghost's den was suppressed to the extreme, it would be locked in the golden box.

If it were somewhere else, we would have just withdrawn.

But it’s different here. The city not far behind us must not be involved in any supernatural events, otherwise the consequences will be ten times more serious than the starving ghost incident.

"Are they going to fight to the death?" The others were shocked when they saw this.

According to the information from Jiang Shangbai, the ghost coffin should have always been with the Red and White Devils.

In other words, if they want to imprison the ghost catcher, they have to face the Red and White Devils head-on and snatch the ghost coffin and the ghost catcher lying inside.

They wanted to say something else, but in the silence, a clear sound of footsteps came from the next room.

The sound of footsteps made everyone quiet down instantly, and they all stared at the other side of the corridor.

The voice was dull and stiff, without the lightness of a living person, as if a walking zombie was approaching this side.

"Crench!"

The wooden door of the next room seemed to be pushed open by something, and the old hinges made a frictional sound, which aroused everyone's nerves.

This group of people were prepared to be attacked by ghosts.

Li Jun took out the ghost candle and lit it in advance to prevent the team from suffering immediate casualties due to the appearance of the evil ghost.

However, the moment the candle was lit, the sound outside the wooden door stopped.

"This burning speed is wrong."

But when Li Jun saw the burning speed of the ghost candle, his eyes narrowed.

The burning rate is very slow.

This speed doesn't seem like there are ghosts around.

"Together."

Li Jun let out a low roar, rushed over in an instant, and kicked open the half-open wooden door.

The loud sound echoed in the dark room.

The next moment, five people rushed in.

The ghost candle illuminated the darkness and also gave them the confidence to avoid being wiped out.

But after everyone rushed in, there was nothing in the dim room, only some old furniture and some farm tools that had not been used for years.

"Nothing? How is that possible?" someone exclaimed.

There was nothing like what they had imagined, with the red and white evil spirits standing there and the ghost coffin placed there.

I clearly heard footsteps just now and saw the door being pushed open.

"Bah!"

But at this moment.

An old portrait hanging on the wall fell down.

It was a portrait of an old man. In rural areas, the elderly who died first would leave portraits at home. It was a very common thing.

"Painting? Why is there such a thing here?" Han Mo's pupils shrank.

If it were an ordinary supernatural event, the appearance of a portrait would be fine.

But don't forget, they had already confirmed that there were the Red and White Devils in the house. Shouldn't the White Devils be a young man?

This painting is definitely not the White Devils among the Red and White Devils, and it is even less likely to be a ghost messenger.

And the most important point is that now in this place, in addition to the ghost catcher and the red and white evil spirits, there are also ghost paintings.

In the place invaded by the ghost painting, a painting appeared. Although it was a portrait of a deceased person, it inevitably made people think of some bad things.

After all, ghost paintings have the ability to invade any portrait.

(End of this chapter)