When the wooden cabinet was opened, the danger that everyone had expected did not happen.

It was empty.

The old paint was mottled and peeled off, revealing the essence of the wood inside, and some places had begun to decay, and the moment the cabinet door was opened, a faint smell of rotting wood came to the face.

"Could it be that the guess is wrong, there are no ghosts in the wooden cabinet?"

The man who opened the door turned his head to look at Li Hui on the side, with a tentative inquiry in his eyes, as if he wanted to ask Li Hui if he had misheard the movement he had heard before.

The scene inside the room is clear at a glance.

Only wooden cabinets and wooden beds exist.

If there were ghosts in the room, they could basically be seen at a glance, and now the only wooden cabinet that could hide people had also been opened, but there was nothing inside, which couldn't help but make the man skeptical of Li Hui's previous judgment.

But this suspicion lasted only for a moment before the man put it behind him.

In such a strange place, it is normal for there to be one or two powerful ghosts that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

The other side.

Li Hui did not open his mouth to respond to the man, but stepped forward, put one of his hands into the wooden cabinet under the man's surprised gaze, and then continued to grope for it.

"What is this doing?"

Li Hui's behavior not only made the men on the side fail to understand, but the other souls who followed into the room also looked confused, not understanding what they were doing.

Could it be that you can't see with your eyes and want to change to touch the ghost with your hands?

And Li Hui obviously didn't intend to open his mouth to solve the puzzles of a few people, one of his palms quickly groped in the wooden cabinet, as if looking for some traces, and the other hand tightly grasped the handle of the old firewood knife.

His idea was simple.

Since it can't be seen by the naked eye, then look for it through the medium of the wood knife, as long as the ghost leaves traces in the wooden cabinet, then the medium of the wood knife will definitely be triggered.

Li Hui, who has read the original work, knows that footprints are not the only way to trigger the chapel medium, and other traces left behind are also possible, such as palm prints.

"No?"

However, after some exploration, there was no gain, and the medium of the old chai knife was not triggered, as if there were no traces left by the ghost in the wooden cabinet.

"It can't be without traces."

"Such a large wooden cabinet in this room, along with the wooden bed, seems to blend perfectly with the whole room, which in itself is the biggest anomaly."

Li Hui's expression moved slightly, and he felt that he should have used the wrong way.

It is impossible for such a strange wooden cabinet to not have the slightest trace of supernatural traces, and then he looked at it more carefully.

Who knew that this look really made him sense a trace of abnormality.

In one corner of the wooden cabinet, there is a row of marks that resemble palm prints, the color is gray and dark, and the color of the wooden cabinet itself is very similar, and if you don't look carefully, you really can't see the difference between the two.

The row of palm prints was small, not like an adult's, and in terms of size, it was about the size of a child's palm at the age of five or six.

"Has a ghost boy ever been in this wooden cabinet before?"

Li Hui guessed.

Five or six years old is obviously no longer a ghost baby, but a ghost child.

Between thoughts.

Li Hui's palm was directly covered with the row of palm prints in the wooden cabinet.

But something strange happened, the scene in front of Li Hui did not change in any way, the figure of the owner of the row of palm prints did not appear, and the medium of the ghost wood knife was not triggered.

"How so?"

The scene in front of him was beyond Li Hui's expectations.

If you don't find the traces left by the ghost, forget it, and now you have found the palm print left by the ghost in the wooden cabinet, but the wood knife medium has still not been triggered, which Li Hui can't understand.

Even if the ghost was later harnessed or imprisoned in a golden container, it would still be able to trigger the medium of the firewood knife, and it would be impossible not to react without reaction.

This strange situation made Li Hui stand in place for a long time.

Then he turned and walked to the wooden bed.

There were also marks left on the edge of the bed, which were scratches, as if someone had scratched on the wooden bed with their hands before.

The scratches were not deep, not wide, criss-crossed, and looked the size of the fingers on the row of palm prints in the wooden cabinet.

This also shows that the ghost who left palm prints in the wooden cabinet and scratches on the edge of the bed is the same.

Syllable!

Without the slightest hesitation.

Li Hui's palm pressed directly against the scratches on the edge of the bed.

But the result was still the same as before, the medium of the ghost wood knife was not triggered, and the scene in front of Li Hui did not change in the slightest.

Seeing this, the others all looked at Li Hui without saying a word, wanting to see his next move.

"Will he be able to find the ghost through the traces of contact? This is supposed to be the ability of that hatchet, by touching and then triggering some kind of curse? ”

Through Li Hui's series of behaviors just now, several people gradually reacted.

After all, they had collided with the tall male corpse not long ago, and someone's body was dismembered the moment they came into contact, which made them vaguely guess the ability of the firewood knife, thinking that it should be related to touch.

However, judging from Li Hui's performance, several people guessed that he should have failed, and did not find any trace of the powerful ghost in the room.

"If you really can't find it, it's nothing, it's just a ghost, and even if you find it, it's not very meaningful."

That's when it happened.

A young man's voice came in from outside the house.

The person who spoke was none other than Yang Xiao.

His broken body had unconsciously healed without any scars, as if his body had never been badly damaged.

Hearing this, Li Hui's thoughts were interrupted, and then he turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and almost at the same time, Yang Xiao's figure also passed through the crowd and entered this guest room.

After entering the room, Yang Xiao first took a look at the internal scene, and then spoke: "The ghost dream I control is very sensitive to supernatural powers. ”

"There is indeed a strong supernatural aura in this room, but the strange thing is that it is impossible to lock the source of the supernatural at all, this situation is very special, in my memory, even my body has only encountered it once."

Yang Xiao didn't say which experience it was, but Li Hui guessed that it should be a ghost dream, which was also a very special ghost.

"You said earlier that your target this time was this weird chai knife, and now that you have obtained the chai knife, it doesn't really make much sense to stay here, but it will only increase the risk."

Yang Xiao said that the meaning expressed in his words was that he hoped that Li Hui could evacuate as soon as possible.

He sees it differently than many people.

In Yang Xiao's opinion.

As a supernatural place built by the top ghost tamers during the Republic of China, the ghost hotel must have a lot of ghosts imprisoned here, and there are not many dangers contained in it.

Although Li Hui has mastered powerful supernatural powers, he is not without shortcomings, and if he encounters some particularly complex and terrifying ghosts, he is still very likely to be killed.

This way.

After listening to Yang Xiao's words, Li Hui didn't bother anymore, but got up and walked towards the outside of the door.

He wasn't really eager for the ghosts in this room, he was just curious about what was going on before.

But who would have thought.

He tried his best, and even wanted to use the medium of the ghost wood knife, but he still couldn't find the figure of the ghost.

Stomp, stomp!

Seeing Li Hui leaving, the other souls also walked out of the guest room.

Under Li Hui's control, the gray ghost realm stretched towards the path they had come, wrapping the people in ashes, and then Li Hui disappeared in place with a group of souls.

Until all of them had left, there was no movement in the room.

It was as if the movement Li Hui had heard before was really just a mishearing, but the palm prints in the wooden cabinet and the scratches on the edge of the bed were always true, indicating that all this was not so simple.

The return journey was smooth, and the time it took was far shorter than the time it took them to enter, and in the blink of an eye, Li Hui and the others came to the entrance of this passage.

However, just as everyone left the supernatural passage, an extremely strange scene occurred.

In the hallway of the Caesars Hotel, there is a window with a glass mirror that reflects the human figure.

Li Hui and the others did not have anything unusual when they passed by, but when a man in the crowd passed by, two figures were reflected on the glass mirror.

One of them was a man himself, and the other was a gray-skinned child who looked about six or seven years old.

The child lay on the man's back, his eyes were pitch black, there was no white part of the eye, his gaze was cold, with an inexplicable dead silence, which made people shudder.

Then an even stranger scene happened.

As if sensing something, the child turned his head directly to look at the glass on the side of the aisle, and then the whole person disappeared directly, leaving no trace.

It all happened so fast, and no one paid attention to the glass, so no one noticed the strange sight.

After leaving the ghost hotel, the restrictions imposed on Li Hui's ghost domain disappeared, and the gray paper ash floated, ignoring the barrier of the building, and the area enveloped was rapidly expanding.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Caesars Hotel was enveloped in it, but the expansion of the ghost domain did not stop, and the gray paper ash spread in all directions.

The supernatural power of seventy percent of ghost paintings makes the scope of Li Hui's ghost domain surprisingly large, and it can even be said that there is no upper limit, and if it continues to expand, it can cover the whole world.

But Li Hui obviously couldn't do that, he just let the ghost domain envelop Z Mountain City, trying to find the newspaper ghost.

Judging from the current timeline, that newspaper ghost must be in the territory of Z Mountain City.

The gray paper ash was fluttering, and the entire Z Mountain City began to rain paper ash at this moment, but this kind of scene was not seen by ordinary people, and Li Hui's ghost domain was not revealed.

Even the ghost riders in the city couldn't see through this ghost domain, but they faintly felt that something was wrong, and the ghosts they controlled in their bodies were either restless or directly supernatural and silent, which made their faces change greatly, and they felt that there might be a very terrifying ghost near them.

Li Hui, who was the initiator of all this, didn't know what others were thinking, and at this time, he had already led the souls of the dead to a street not far from the Caesars Hotel.

It is a commercial pedestrian street.

There is a lot of foot traffic.

There are benches on both sides of this pedestrian street for people to take a break from shopping.

At this time, on a bench directly opposite Li Hui, there was a strange figure, it was a man wearing leather shoes, a suit and leather shoes, but he couldn't see clearly.

The reason why he couldn't see clearly was because the man held up a blood-stained newspaper in both hands, covering his face.

Stomp, stomp!

Dense footsteps rang out.

Li Hui walked straight towards the figure reading the newspaper, and behind him, a group of dead souls followed.

And the other side.

As if sensing the behavior of Li Hui and the others, the newspaper ghost slowly put down the blood-stained old newspaper in his hand, and then revealed a somewhat familiar face of Li Hui.

"Yang Xiao?"

"No, this is not Yang Xiao's face, but Yang Jian's face."

Seeing this, Li Hui was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

I saw that the figure sitting on the bench opposite showed Yang Xiao's face after putting his arm down, to be precise, it was a face that was seven or eight points similar to Yang Xiao's, but it seemed to look younger.

Besides.

On the face of the figure, there are a few blank parts, as if a clear photo has been cut out in a few places, and the face does not look perfect.

"I remember that there seems to be such a plot in the original book, the ghost newspaper modified Yang Jian's memory, successfully became Yang Jian's father, attacked Yang Jian when Yang Jian reacted, and got Yang Jian's face, but it was incomplete."

Li Hui thought of the plot at the beginning of the original book.

While he was thinking, a gust of wind suddenly blew on the street, and newspapers appeared out of thin air, blown by the wind and kept floating in the air.

Each fluttering newspaper was stained with blood and had the outline of a human face on it, and then all floated towards him.

Li Hui didn't care too much about these blood-stained old newspapers flying all over the sky, he knew that these newspapers were just the products of the supernatural, not the real source.

There was only one source of the newspaper from beginning to end, and that was the one that the man in the suit was holding in his hand, which was also his goal this time.

Then, without waiting for the newspaper to get closer, Li Hui began to take action.

With a few quick flicks of his palm, the world in front of him began to distort, the scene in the streets quickly blurred, paper ashes fluttered, and the old blood-stained newspapers flying towards him all disappeared into thin air.

Seventy percent of ghost paintings are supernatural enough to completely affect reality, and it is not difficult to send away some newspapers that extend from the supernatural.

As soon as the newspapers derived from the spirit were sent away, the newspaper ghost stood up directly from the bench, and at the same time, the blood-stained red newspaper in his hand flew towards Li Hui at an incredible speed.

(End of chapter)