There are a lot of ghost slaves on the streets.

At a glance, there are all expressionless ghost slaves with empty eyes and corpse spots all over their bodies. Their bodies are stiff, cold, and have an inexplicable dead silence.

According to the words of 'Ikawa Sakuragiko'.

Three months ago, the ghost painting incident broke out in the island nation.

At that time, the ghost domain covered almost the entire city, and many people were accidentally involved in this supernatural incident, and finally suffered from the attack of the ghosts.

At the beginning, there were a lot of ordinary people in the ghost paintings, but in the past three months, the number of survivors has dropped sharply, and some of the dead have turned into ghost slaves and wandered around the city.

Anyone else, even a ghost rider, would find it tricky to face the situation surrounded by so many ghost slaves, and might even be consumed alive here.

Because even ghost slaves are also supernatural, ordinary ghost handlers can't deal with such a large number of ghost slaves at all, and they will be the first to resist it, and the ghosts will recover.

But Li Hui has no such concerns at all.

The existence of the mobile phone tattoo made him have no worries about the revival of the ghost, so without waiting for the ghost slaves to surround him, he took the lead in speeding up his pace and rushed towards the wooden house at the end of the road.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

No matter how much the ghost slaves suppress, it is useless, but as long as the source of the ghosts is dealt with, the supernatural is suppressed, and the remaining ghost slaves will lose the support of the supernatural power and become ordinary corpses.

With the spirit of the three-percent bus, those ghost slaves who surrounded him couldn't resist Li Hui's footsteps at all.

He went on a rampage, and the ghost slave who touched his body flew straight upside down as if he had been hit by a high-speed car, and fell to the ground without moving.

"If I'm not mistaken, the tall figure in the cabin is the source ghost, if there is only one ghost in the cabin."

Li Hui was not far from the wooden house, and as his movements accelerated, he soon came to the door of the wooden house, and a musty smell from the decaying wood stimulated his sense of smell.

Bang~!

Li Hui's movements were straightforward, and he didn't have the idea of wasting time, and directly kicked open the wooden door in front of him.

The moment the door was kicked open, a gust of wind suddenly blew out of the door, with a kind of coldness, making the surrounding environment darker and darker, even Li Hui couldn't see everything around him clearly, and his vision was affected.

"Smack!"

Meanwhile.

A stiff palm grabbed Li Hui's shoulder, and suddenly he felt a chill in his body, but it was limited to that, the supernatural curse on the palm was isolated by the spirit of the bus driven by Li Hui, and it failed to cause any substantial damage to Li Hui's body.

The next moment.

Li Hui stretched out his hand and grabbed the palm on his shoulder, and the huge force directly twisted the bone of the palm that stretched out from the wooden house, which was a collision between the supernaturals, and it was obvious that the supernatural belonging to the bus had the absolute upper hand.

Bang!

Then Li Hui raised his foot and kicked it.

In the darkness, a figure flew out upside down in response, slamming heavily on the innermost wooden wall, twisting its wrists, not moving for a long time, and its own spirit fell silent.

As the ghost was suppressed, the originally dim environment in the wooden house changed, and his vision was no longer blocked, and Li Hui could clearly see the scene inside the wooden house.

There were not many things in the first floor of the wooden house, and in the middle there was a wooden round table and a few chairs, all of which were rotten at the moment.

In addition, there is an offering table in the innermost part of the hall, on which is placed a black and white posthumous photograph, in front of which there is an incense burner, and a candlestick is placed on each side, but there is no burning incense and candles.

The incense has been burned, and all the ashes left behind are in the incense burner.

Because the environment is too humid, all the incense ash is condensed together, and it looks like gray clods of soil from a distance.

The same is true for the candlesticks on both sides, there are many candle oil residues from the burning candle on them, it seems that no one has taken care of them for a long time, and the candle oil has become black and moldy.

"Isn't that ghost that attacked me the source of these ghost slaves?"

After throwing a few punches and knocking some ghost slaves close to him away, Li Hui set his eyes on the ground in the hall on the first floor of the wooden house.

Like the entire wooden house, the wooden planks laid on the ground on the first floor were damp and moldy, and in some places completely decayed, giving off a strong smell of decaying wood.

At this moment, on the ground next to the offering table, on the inside of the wooden house, there was a terrifying figure with a severely distorted body.

Its complexion was pale and lifeless, and its limbs, including its body, were irregularly twisted and deformed, making it look extremely terrifying.

Under the supernatural suppression of the bus, the ghosts themselves fell silent, but the ghost slaves on the street were still surrounding, which proved that the source of those ghost slaves was not the one on the ground in the hall.

"That's right, although this ghost is not short, it is far from two meters tall."

Li Hui remembered that when he was approaching this wooden house before, he had seen a figure walking in the darkness of the wooden house, and it was a tall figure more than two meters tall.

This also shows that there is more than one ghost in the wooden house.

Stomp, stomp!

Thinking of this, Li Hui stepped into the wooden house, and the wooden planks on the ground of the hall on the first floor seemed to become a little overwhelmed at this moment, and there was a 'crunch, crunch' sound from time to time when he stepped on it.

Strange to say, the moment Li Hui stepped into the wooden house, the ghost slaves who had been constantly surrounding him immediately stopped, as if they had lost their target in an instant.

Immediately after that, the ghost slaves on the street began to disperse gradually, some re-entered the buildings on both sides of the road, and some continued to wander the streets, but none of the ghost slaves followed Li Hui into the old-fashioned wooden buildings.

It was as if the wooden house was a forbidden place for all ghost slaves, and some kind of rule restricted them, so that they could not or dare not set foot in ......

After entering the wooden house, Li Hui first came to the side of the terrible ghost who had fallen into silence, and reached out to pick it up from the ground.

The ghost who seemed to be not lightweight was weightless in Li Hui's hands, and his body was lifted up by him effortlessly, as if he was picking up an ordinary item casually.

After doing all this, Li Hui looked at the interior of the wooden house more carefully.

The first thing that caught his eye was the black-and-white posthumous photograph placed on the offering table.

Inside the portrait is a photograph of a gray-haired old man with a wrinkled face and a style dress unique to an island nation.

Judging from the appearance, the statue seems to be very normal, not like some supernatural object, but Li Hui always feels that something is wrong, but he can't say where the specific point is wrong.

It's a very strange feeling, somewhat similar to the so-called sixth sense.

Syllable!

After hesitating for a moment, Li Hui stretched out his other hand and picked up the black and white statue from the offering table.

At the moment when the statue left the offering table, the environment in the wooden house changed instantly.

Originally, there were only three burning incense sticks in the incense burner that were only ashes, and the smoke that wafted out was actually black, and under the guidance of a mysterious force, it drifted towards Li Hui's body.

And that's not all.

There were also two more burning black candles on both sides of the offering table, and the black light emitted not only failed to illuminate the surroundings, but made the environment in the hall darker, giving people an eerie feeling.

The weirdest thing is the wooden house itself.

This moment.

The whole wooden house was shaking, as if there had been an earthquake outside, and all the wooden planks made a tooth-aching sound, as if they were overwhelmed and would collapse in the next second.

The walls, ceilings, and even floors of the wooden house began to seep out a steady stream of black-red viscous liquid.