"What's going on, is that man trying to invade reality through the medium of the wood knife? What is this? Through? ”

A dark wind blew in the dark corridors.

Under Huang Quan's gaze, the young man who was wearing Republican-style clothes and staring at him gradually turned from illusory to solid.

Huang Quan could even feel the cold aura emanating from the other party's body, as well as a faint smell of corpses.

This made Huang Quan feel very incredible, in his opinion, the medium triggered by the wood knife was just an illusory image left behind.

However, the young man in this illusory image seems to be trying to invade reality through the medium of the chai knife.

This can't help but make Huang Quan think of the "cut you along the cause and effect line" and "cut you along the timeline" that were often mentioned in his previous life.

"Interrupt the medium of the wood knife and try it."

Huang Quan withdrew his own foot covering the other party's tracks, interrupting the medium of the wood knife, trying to make the scene in front of him disappear.

In the next moment, the surrounding scene changed again, changing back to the scene before Huang Quan triggered the wood knife medium.

The brand-new Central European door has reverted to its original dilapidated appearance, and the paint on the door has fallen off a lot.

Although the scene recovered, the young man who appeared in the medium still stood there straight, staring at Huang Quan.

He didn't disappear because Huang Quan interrupted the medium, his body gave people an unreal and illusory feeling, standing strangely in the aisle.

"Is that okay? Did the invasion really succeed? Huang Quan's eyes had an incredible look in his eyes.

The young man in the medium did not disappear, but remained as he was, and really succeeded in invading reality.

"No, it shouldn't have completely invaded reality, but only half of it, and his body is not real."

Huang Quan soon noticed that something was wrong.

"The man's body is still somewhere between the unreal and the real, and it appears black and white, which is incompatible with the colored real world."

"Something is wrong, there was obviously a thoughtful look in the young man's eyes before, but now the man's eyes are very dull."

Huang Quan did not attack the young man immediately, but took a closer look.

He noticed that the young man's gaze was glazed, his face stiff, and without the slightest expression, like a corpse without intelligence.

"During the Republic of China, this young man should have been a ghost hunter, but now it is not a young man who is invading reality."

"Rather...... The ghost in his body! ”

Huang Quan's eyes flashed, this result was beyond his expectations, the chai knife medium that he had inadvertently triggered had actually invaded reality.

But Huang Quan didn't panic, he just didn't understand this way of invading, in his opinion, this way was undoubtedly the same as crossing.

"From the Republic of China period, travel to the present ghost ......"

Huang Quan's eyes lit up, he seemed to think of something, and said to himself: "Does that mean that I can also counter the invasion and go back?"

"This ability is even more terrifying than rebooting, and restarting is only a reboot of its own state, or time in some areas."

"And this ability is like a time travel, can I return to today tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow ........."

"What happens when I'm in the same time period for an infinite number of different times?"

Huang Quan can't imagine it? And if that could really be done? Then he is truly invincible.

Ghosts don't die, and if they don't die, it means that there will be countless tomorrows.

When are countless Yellow Springs at the same time? Does it represent an infinite number of real ghosts at the same time? It's not a ghost doppelganger.

Each Yellow Spring has an immortal trait and will not be imprisoned? And a dozen, dozens? There are even hundreds of places to suppress the ghosts.

Who can compete with countless complete ghosts at the same time?!

"Even in the past? Or if my future self really comes to this time period, I won't disappear or die, because I'm a ghost, and ghosts won't die! ”

Of course? Huang Quan knows? This situation is just his own thought, and it is almost impossible for this to happen.

"Now, I want to see how terrifying this ghost can be from the past to reality."

Looking at the man standing still and not moving? Huang Quan stepped forward and stepped on the position he had stepped on before.

The medium of the hatchet? Triggered again.

Huang Quan kept moving, and the firewood knife in his hand was raised high? Volleyed at the man not far away.

This knife looks to outsiders as if Huangquan is cutting through the air.

However, an incomprehensible scene happened? In the aisle? Standing still on the neck of a man? A strange wound appeared.

And then.........

Z Mountain City, Santama County.

"Ahh

In a strange shop, a middle-aged man looks at the headless corpse sitting on a chair with a frightened face.

"Sue... Mr. Su... Die... He's dead? ”

Just now, a wound appeared on Mr. Su's neck for no reason, and then his entire head fell off his neck.

Bright red blood sprayed everywhere, and on the ground at the feet of the headless corpse was the head of an ordinary-looking young man.

"Ghost ...... Hell yes! ”

The middle-aged man who knelt on the ground was frightened enough by this scene, quickly stood up, took three steps and made two steps, and ran out without looking back.

After the man ran out, the door of the store slammed shut, as if it was closed by an invisible force.

"Zi~Zi~"

The lights in the room, as if they were in poor contact, and as if they were disturbed by an unknown force, began to flicker and flicker.

It makes the already somewhat dimly lit room even more eerie.

Plus the headless corpses on the chairs, and the blood everywhere, and the human heads on the ground.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they were afraid that their feet would be scared and tremble.

"Squeak".

Sitting on the chair, the headless corpse belonging to Mr. Su moved.

He slowly bent down, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the head of the man on the ground.

Soon, Mr. Su grabbed his head, then put it back on his neck and straightened it up.

An incredible scene occurred.

Time in the room seemed to be flowing backwards, and the blood sprayed all over the ground began to flow backwards towards Mr. Su's neck.

The wounds on Mr. Su's head and neck are also gradually disappearing.

Soon, Mr. Su returned to his normal state, and at this time, the lights in the room also returned to normal, no longer flickering.

"The inn, the cursed power of that rusty hatchet." Mr. Su frowned and muttered to himself.

Mr. Su's gaze looked in a certain direction in the city.

Then, the slightly dim room flashed, and Mr. Su's figure disappeared directly in place.

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