Cold, dull, stiff...... This is the truest portrayal of Zhang Zhao's heart at the moment.

At this point he was incapacitated.

The originally seemingly normal black sandalwood bed became extremely terrifying at this moment, and there was a cold feeling on his body, and the unknown supernatural power was eroding Zhang Zhao's body, tightly 'fitting' his whole person with the old wooden bed, and he couldn't get out at all.

At this moment, Zhang Zhao is like meat on a chopping board, he can only be slaughtered by others, without the slightest ability to resist.

Under the erosion of that unknown supernatural power, Zhang Zhao's own supernatural ability was directly suppressed and could not be used at all.

Furthermore.

There was also a terrifying figure standing beside the wooden bed where he was lying, it was the strange old man he had tempted before.

The brown skin was covered with dark purple-red corpse spots, and the skin on the body looked very loose, without a trace of elasticity, full of wrinkles, and the black kaftan he was wearing had a bit of a retro meaning, not a modern clothing style.

The most terrifying thing is the eyes of the elderly.

There was not the slightest blackness of the eyes and pupils, only the whites of the eyes remained, filling the entire eye socket, which was a strange and miserable whiteness, and the eyes revealed coldness, numbness, and dead ashes......

The strange old man was standing on the edge of the wooden bed like that at this moment, his body looked very stiff, and he stared at Zhang Zhao on the wooden bed with those cold and empty miserable white eyes.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, even though Zhang Zhao was experienced in dealing with supernatural events, he still had a faint unnatural feeling in his heart, especially after his body was 'stained' on the old wooden bed and could not move, this unnatural feeling was even more intense.

The next moment.

The strange old man began to move.

It stretched out its hand and grabbed at Zhang Zhao's body on the wooden bed.

"Smack!"

The thin palm directly grabbed one of Zhang Zhao's arms, and then a huge force emerged, and Zhang Zhao's arm was directly ripped off by the strange old man.

In this process, Zhang Zhao did not have any resistance, his own supernatural has been suppressed, so he can only let the ghosts attack.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of Zhang Zhao's broken arm, showing a strange substance, which looks a little like some kind of wood, and it looks like it is painted, which is also extremely weird.

"Sure enough, Li Hui's guess was right, this old man's killing law is indeed related to the wooden bed, but I don't know if he has to lie on this wooden bed, or if the action of lying down is the key to triggering the killing law of the ghost......

Although his body couldn't move, Zhang Zhao's consciousness was not affected, and he could still continue to think, thinking about the old man's actions.

The torn off arm didn't make him feel pain, and the physical structure of these dead souls was different from that of ordinary people, and physical injuries didn't bring them pain.

At this moment, Zhang Zhao's only hope is that Li Hui can make a timely move and dispose of the strange old man in one fell swoop, only in this way can he survive, otherwise he is likely to be divided by the ghost.

Just as Zhang Zhao was thinking, the strange old man stretched out his palm again, and this time it was Zhang Zhao's other hand that was torn off.

But that's not all.

Barely pausing, the ghost began to reach out for the third time after tearing Zhang Zhao's two arms off one after another.

This time is different from the previous two times.

The ghost directly choked Zhang Zhao's neck.

"Click!"

………

The other side.

Li Hui began a new temptation.

The gray paper ash floated, and a figure that looked exactly like Li Hui appeared next to the old wooden bed, and then Li Hui's heart moved, and Zhang Zhao before this image climbed onto the wooden bed and lay down directly.

During this process, Li Hui's eyes stared at the wooden bed without blinking, wanting to see what would happen after the figure lay down, and whether it would disappear like Zhang Zhao before.

Although the human figure is a product derived from ghost painting and does not possess the wisdom of a living person, it is the embodiment of the supernatural that Li Hui controls, and it has a certain connection with him, which can make Li Hui perceive the location of the figure at all times.

Under Li Hui's gaze.

The figure managed to lie down on the wooden bed.

However, the moment he lay down, he disappeared directly from Li Hui's eyes, very abruptly, as if he had never appeared at all, and even Li Hui, who had been paying attention to this side, could not fully react for a while.

And even more than that.

In Li Hui's perception, there was an extremely strange phenomenon, he could feel the location of the figure, because it was itself the manifestation of the supernatural spirit he controlled.

"Unknown Paranormal Phenomena ......"

In Li Hui's perception of the ghost domain, the figure did not disappear, just lying on the old wooden bed, but it could not be seen in Li Hui's sight, and even he controlled another figure to touch the wooden bed, and he couldn't even swing the firewood knife in the figure's hand.

"It can be perceived, but it can't be touched or seen, not even the medium of the wood knife can be triggered."

Li Hui's gaze never changed, looking in the direction of the old wooden bed.

I saw the figure beside the wooden bed slowly retracting his palm from the bed, and in his other hand he was carrying the old firewood knife.

Just now, Li Hui tried to determine the situation of the disappeared Zhang Zhao and the disappeared figure by triggering the medium of the firewood knife, but failed, and there were no traces left on the wooden bed, as if all traces had been erased.

Not even the wooden bed, but the whole bedroom, and even the whole old house.

Li Hui tried to make the figure step on the place where Zhang Zhao was standing before, trying to trigger the medium of the old chai knife by stepping on footprints, but it also failed, the medium was not triggered, and all traces disappeared.

"Dissipated?"

Suddenly.

Li Hui noticed that the figure that disappeared on the wooden bed had completely dissipated, it was a manifestation of his own supernatural spirit, and any situation of the figure was in Li Hui's perception.

Under the perception of his ghost domain, the figure has completely dissipated at this moment, and the appearance of this situation proves that the figure has just suffered some kind of unbearable supernatural attack, so it will dissipate.

"Could it be that there are more than two ghosts in this bedroom?" At this time, such an idea came to Li Hui's mind.

Because in the reflection of the bronze mirror, the strange old man was still wandering in the bedroom, and at the same time, the dull and stiff footsteps were also endless, and did not disappear, so Li Hui felt that it was very likely that the ghost who attacked Zhang Zhao and the figure was not this strange old man, but that there was more than one ghost in this bedroom.

Li Hui didn't know whether this guess was correct, but he knew one thing very well, that is, the attack of the evil ghost was related to lying on the old black sandalwood bed.

"Wooden beds, old people, dressers, bronze mirrors, strange disappearances, and ...... attacks by ghosts"

Time.

Li Hui's mind was running fast, and he was trying to find the connection, trying to find a way to restrain the ghosts.

"Wait......"

"Bronze mirror? Old man? Wooden? ”

Suddenly.

Li Hui seemed to have thought of something.

He shifted his gaze to the old-fashioned dresser again, and after glancing at the scene in the bronze mirror, he moved the dresser in front of him.

With this manipulation, the dresser soon turned in the direction of the old wooden bed, and even the direction reflected in the bronze mirror on the dresser also became the direction of the wooden bed.

Almost at the same time.

The scene in the bronze mirror changed.

The old black sandalwood bed was reflected in it, and at this moment there was a headless corpse lying on the wooden bed, judging from the clothes on the corpse, it was Zhang Zhao who had disappeared before.

Besides.

On the edge of the old wooden bed stood a figure of the strange old man, who was missing two arms and a young man's head on the floor at the old man's feet.

His arms and head are all Zhang Zhao's, and he doesn't seem to be dead at this time, his eyes are still moving, as if he is observing something.

Revenants like Zhang Zhao are even more alien than aliens, and it is difficult to kill them, in a sense, the revenants already have a trace of ghost characteristics, and the world in the painting can hardly be killed, they can only be suppressed.

"Sure enough, this bronze mirror on the dresser can reflect the figure of the strange old man, although it is only a kind of supernatural embodiment, but it also shows that it can reflect the old man's supernatural spirit!"

Suddenly.

Li Hui understood everything.

The old man wandering in the bedroom reflected in the bronze mirror before was just some kind of strange supernatural phenomenon, and the real source of the ghost was actually standing on the edge of the wooden bed all along.

Although it can't be seen with the naked eye, and its body can't be touched, the ghost is indeed standing there, and the strange old man's killing law is related to the wooden bed, and the moment he lies on the old wooden bed is equivalent to triggering the killing law of the ghost!

After thinking about all this, the next thing to do is to try to imprison the ghost, as for how to touch the strange old man, Li Hui has already vaguely guessed.

The next moment.

Li Hui began to act.

He didn't walk over to the old place in the bedroom, but tentatively reached for the bronze mirror on the dresser in front of him.

Soon.

Something weird happened.

Without any resistance, Li Hui's palm actually stretched directly into the bronze mirror, as if there was another space in the bronze mirror.

This was followed by arms, arms, ...... Finally, Li Hui's body, at this moment, he seemed to want his whole person to enter the bronze mirror.

The strange bronze mirror on the dresser gave Li Hui a lot of inspiration, making him realize that his inability to touch the strange old man was not because of his lack of supernatural strength, but because the two were not in the same space at all.

There are only two ways to get to where the weird old man is.

An old wooden bed, by lying on the wooden bed to the supernatural space where the old man is, and the other is through the bronze mirror.

This mirror can reflect the figure of the old man, so it is very likely that it is also connected to the supernatural space where the old man is, and it is precisely because of this speculation that Li Hui tentatively stretched out his hand to the mirror, but he didn't expect to really reach into the bronze mirror.

And just when most of Li Hui's body was not in the bronze mirror, the scene reflected in the mirror changed again.

The strange old man standing beside the bed turned his head slowly to this side at this moment, as if Li Hui's behavior had attracted its attention.

The miserable white eyes make people shudder, revealing a gloomy coldness, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

But there is no superfluous action.

The weird old man just stared at Li Hui until his body completely submerged in the bronze mirror.

The scene in the bronze mirror is simply a one-to-one restoration of the bedroom where Li Hui stayed before, the old wooden bed, the broken tiles on the walls, and the old-fashioned chandelier......

The only difference is the dresser.

The bedroom inside the bronze mirror does not have a dresser, but instead has a floor-to-ceiling mirror that is more than one person high.

The mirror is new and the style is modern, with a noticeable difference from the other old objects in this room.

In such a dilapidated room, there is such a modern style of floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the whole looks out of place, giving people a very strange feeling.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Li Hui turned his head to look at the mirror behind him, and what caught his eye was his own reflection, which was very clear, and was essentially different from the blur of the bronze mirror.

Li ...... Li Hui? ”

That's when it happened.

A man's voice came.

Following the prestige, Li Hui found that it was the head that belonged to Zhang Zhao on the floor who spoke, just as he thought before, Zhang Zhao was not dead at this time, and even his mouth could still make a sound when he opened and closed.

"Li Hui, be careful of this terrible ghost, its horror level is very high!"

Zhang Zhao was reminding Li Hui.

"That wooden bed is also a strange object, it has the effect of suppressing the supernatural, as long as you lie on the bed, your own supernatural will fall silent, and it is precisely because of this that I have become what I am now."

"The figure that looked exactly like you just now suddenly appeared on the wooden bed, and then was attacked by the old man, and it dissipated on the spot."

At this moment, Zhang Zhao pinned all his hopes on Li Hui, so without the slightest reservation, he told everything he knew.

The weird old man has no wisdom.

After pulling Zhang Zhao's arms and head off, he stopped attacking him, which also gave Zhang Zhao a chance to breathe.

In fact, Zhang Zhao had the possibility of taking his head back by himself, but after thinking for a while, he didn't act without permission.

The old wooden bed can suppress the supernatural, even if his head returns to the wooden bed at this moment, I am afraid that before it is connected to the body, his own supernatural will fall silent again.

Tread, trample......

And at the same time as Zhang Zhao spoke, footsteps began to sound in the room, and it was the strange old man who started to act, and he walked towards Li Hui's location.

At the same time, Li Hui also set his eyes on the strange old man again.

Then the palm of the hand waved.

A gloomy and cold aura emerged, and gray paper ashes floated around, and then two figures appeared out of thin air beside Li Hui.

(End of chapter)