There are a lot of spare rooms here, but they are not big.

Ordinary bungalows only.

But the area is huge.

Yu Zhile chose a room slightly closer to the courtyard.

It was clean inside and nothing dusty.

Searching around the room, he found a set of clothes, the same kind of kaftans as before, which were very quaint.

The clothes are placed in a conspicuous position, and even if they don't need to be shiny, they can be seen at a glance.

He didn't care if these clothes were prepared by the old man, so he just wore them, they didn't fit well, but they were okay.

The room was very dim, and his eyes were not very good now, much weaker than normal people's eyesight.

Moreover, the eye movement was extremely jerky, which made him a little uncomfortable.

There was an oil lamp in the room and matches on the table.

Soon, the room lit up with a dim light, just like the one he had just woken up to see.

There were mirrors in the room, it was clean and seemed to be wiped down frequently.

With the help of the light of the oil lamp, Yu Zhile saw his current appearance.

It is normal to be pale, with black sutures around the eye sockets.

As he had guessed, one of his eyes was stitched in.

He rolled his eyes slightly, and could see the black lines that had penetrated deep into his eyeballs being turned and pulled to reveal themselves.

The angle at which his eyes turn is also limited.

The overall image is not very beautiful, and it can even be said that it is infiltrating.

Although his facial features are okay and handsome, the stitches on his eyes and neck make him look like a living dead who has been reassembled by Frankenstein.

Yu Zhile reached out and touched the black line on his neck, he had a feeling that as long as the black line was torn out and destroyed, he would die.

"An old fellow's legacy?"

Yu Zhile was not looking at his current miserable situation, he blew out the oil lamp and lay on the bed.

He doesn't care what the inheritance is, he just wants to live, and then verify whether he is still dreaming.

"If it's not a dream, I'll try my best to meet the conditions proposed by the cave, even if it's fake."

"Zhang Dong, if I die, then I'm sorry, it's me who is incompetent, life and death are fateful, and I can't go on smoothly."

"In this world, luck takes the lion's share, followed by courage and brains."

"Anyone dies, and I'm no exception."

Yu Zhile closed his eyes, and gave a heartfelt response to the words that Zhang Dong said when he made his last move.

He was desperate at the moment, but there was so much despair that he didn't care.

He was just not convinced.

Whether it's a dream or not, he's supposed to be that god.

If he dies, it's just his bad luck.

lived up to Zhang Dong's trust.

None of this really matters.

Those who are capable can also, and those who are weak are weak.

He slowly closed his eyes and began to feel his body.

His current body is neither human nor ghost, there are powerful ghosts on his body, but he can't control it.

It should be the old man's means.

Maybe tomorrow, the old man will tell me how to control the ghosts, or let the ghosts in him complete some puzzle pieces.

Not long after he woke up, his head was a little dizzy at the moment, and he didn't resist this feeling, he hadn't experienced it in his dreams for a long time.

So, he quickly fell asleep, and now he is very tired, he is not a human or a ghost, but he is sleeping deeply at the moment.

The next day came before I knew it.

When the first rays of sunlight lit up in the morning, Yu Zhile opened his discordant eyes.

He sat up and looked around a little dazedly, and soon he sorted out his situation.

Yu Zhile didn't speak, got out of bed, and walked out of the room barefoot.

At this moment, there were already three people standing in the courtyard.

The old man lay on the Taishi's chair with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

"Someone woke up again?"

"It looks like he's taken it pretty quickly."

The three of them looked back at Yu Zhile, and their eyes were a little surprised.

Yu Zhile looked at the three of them, and the situation of the three of them was almost the same as him.

There are sutured wounds on the hands and feet, and on the neck, and the black threads make the wounds look hideous and terrifying.

One of the three was a man, in his mid-thirties, with a suture wound on his face that reached the chin.

This wound made the man look fierce, like a bandit.

The man is also in strong shape.

The three of them wore similar clothes to him, all of them were long shirts from the Republic of China.

Men look somewhat nondescript in this caftan and mainly ill-fit.

The other two looked relatively normal, two young men in their twenties, with no wounds on their faces.

Just as the three of them were looking at Yu Zhile, two young and beautiful women walked out of the room at the corner of the courtyard.

The situation looks similar to theirs, there are black stitches on the neck, hands and feet, and joints, but the face is clean.

The miserable white faces, combined with these weird wounds, gave these two women an alternative and weird beauty.

There were seven people in the courtyard, six things that were not human or ghost, and one old man.

When the two women came out, the old man opened his eyes as if he had just woken up, and he looked at the six of them indifferently.

"From now on, the six of you are my apprentices, and I have already told you your names."

The old man glanced at Yu Zhile and did not introduce the other five people to Yu Zhile.

It doesn't matter.

"Come on." The old man stood up, ignoring the five people who were puzzled, and at this moment he appreciated Yu Zhile, who had always been calm, more and more appreciative.

The six didn't know what the old man was going to do, so they could only follow behind the old man.

The old man led the six of them to a room, and when he opened the door, he saw corpses covered with white cloth and only his feet exposed.

Roughly counted, almost a twelve.

The old man lifted the white cloth, and a naked female corpse appeared in front of several people.

The appearance of the female corpse made the two women frown a little, but it made the eyes of the three men light up slightly.

The female corpse was very intact, there was no damage on her body, her skin was very fair, but there was no blood, her eyes were closed, and her expression was serene.

"Look, I'll only teach once."

The old man looked at the six people without any emotion in his eyes.

Yu Zhile looked at the old man expressionlessly, watching quietly.

The old man nodded secretly, he could be sure that Yu Zhile's dream was not the kind of dream he thought in his heart, he should not be that kind of happy dream.

Thinking of this, the old man appreciated Yu Zhile more and more.

This kind of person has a chance to survive the paranormal event.

There is no desire, there is just the obsession to live, this kind of person is the most suitable to become a ghost master.

The old man withdrew his gaze and pressed his body against the chest of the female corpse, and a woman's face with closed eyes appeared on the old man's other hand.

The old man's hand holding the chest of the female corpse gently slashed across the chest and abdomen of the female corpse, and the female corpse was suddenly disemboweled.

The bloodless internal organs inside appeared in the eyes of several people, and the two women suddenly had the idea of vomiting, but because they were not human or ghost, they couldn't do this physiological need.

Except for Yu Zhile and the old man, everyone present felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

The two women suddenly couldn't help it and began to retch.

The old man looked at the two of them coldly, expressionless, didn't say a word, just took care of his own business.

The disembowelment of the disembowelment of the female corpse lay in front of their eyes like this, and the old man pressed the woman's face in his hand on the woman's chest.

"Your task is very simple, within a month, sew a corpse that can be manipulated."

"During this period, once the human face on your chest opens your eyes, that is when you die, if you want the human face not to open, it is very simple, this human face only eats internal organs, if the internal organs are not eaten, it will not be revived."

When the human face was pressed on the chest of the female corpse, a black line appeared strangely on the old man's disemboweling hand, which penetrated the woman's body and sewed the human face onto the woman's body.

Immediately after, the black thread quickly stitched up the wound of the female corpse.

Suddenly, the female corpse opened her eyes, and then sat up violently.

"Ahh

The two women were suddenly startled, and even the three men were startled, and this sudden scene frightened them indistinctly.

Why did this female corpse sit up so well?

A corpse that doesn't sleep well is not a good corpse.

Yu Zhile was the calmest and just watched.

The old man looked at the five fussing people, his face was expressionless, the female corpse lay down again, and after the old man reached out and divided the face of the person who was tightly closed, he looked at the six people.

"See?"

Yu Zhile didn't speak, looking at the female corpse with a black suture from her chest to her abdomen.

What really makes the female corpse stand up is not the face, but the black lines.

That face must have served another purpose.

Seeing that no one answered, the old man didn't care, "I have only one apprentice." ”

The old man left a terrible word and walked straight out of the room.

The door to the room closed abruptly at this moment.

The other five still hadn't figured out what was going on, and some were just at a loss.

Yu Zhile's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Will only one survive?"

The old man definitely didn't mean that whoever met the old man's requirements first would be the old man's apprentice.

Yu Zhile can be sure that in the end, only one person will survive in this room.

The sound of the door closing made several people come back to their senses in an instant.

The two women were so frightened that they tried to open the door as soon as possible, only to find that it was as if it had been welded and could not be opened.

"Can't open it!" Two good-looking women looked back at the four men uneasily.

Yu Zhile supported the three men to be attracted by the women, and he gently walked behind the largest man.

Looking at the black suture wound that came out of the man's strength, he didn't see the thread.

There are some things that cannot be started by him.

Yu Zhile gave up the idea in his heart.

"It seems that you can only get out if you complete the task that the old man gave me." One of the three young men was the first to compose, looking at the white cloth-covered corpse in the room, his eyes thoughtful.

Several people fell silent when they heard this.

"That strange old man must have a plan, but it won't be any danger to us for the time being, or we would have died." Young people began to analyze the situation.

The young man saw it very thoroughly, but Yu Zhile had a plan in his heart, it seemed that these people had been about the same time as he had woken up, or maybe there were already several groups of people in front of him.

But without exception, they all died.

The stitched corpses in that room may have been their predecessors.

"If we ...... Can't you learn it? One of the two women asked uneasily.

The largest man looked at the corpses covered with white cloths, "Probably...... It's not as good as these corpses......"

There was silence in the room, and the atmosphere was unusually eerie.

Yu Zhile did not participate in their Q&A, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"If you want to live, you can only do what the old man said." The young man sighed, walked first to a corpse covered with a white cloth, and then began to ponder how to get the corpse up.

When the rest of the people saw this scene, they all had a plan in their hearts, but the man reacted quickly and quickly looked for the body that looked directly at the comfort.

After hesitating for a long time, the two women whispered some words before trying to pick up the corpse.

Yu Zhile stood in front of a corpse and pretended to start studying, but his attention was always on the rest of the people, and he deliberately kept a safe distance from a few people.

He knew exactly what the key was to control the corpse.

It is a physical spirit and a ghost.

What the old man showed just now, the rest of the people may not have seen it clearly, but he saw it very clearly.

It's clear that two ghosts are suppressing each other.

That face and that black line.

It was easy for the old man to manipulate the corpse, but it was difficult for them because the grimace on their body was weak, and the black threads on their bodies were only used to sew joints.

He didn't even feel a ghost in his body.

This shows that it is not enough to rely on the physical stuff alone.

Gotta increase the ghostly face and black line, but not make it unbalanced.

As for the old man's statement that the grimace eats internal organs, this is true, which is why there are so many corpses here.

But if they can't control the ghosts in their bodies when they grimace open their eyes, they will die, because the internal organs have been eaten, and they have to have the ability to change them.

From the moment the old man began to demonstrate, Yu Zhile knew that if he wanted to live, the key point was not whether he could control the corpse, but whether he could control the black lines on his body before the grimace ate the internal organs of the body.

"After killing one, can I take what is on them?"

Yu Zhile was thinking about this matter, when people are alive, they can't pose a threat, but after death, it's different, and the ghosts on their bodies will be revived.

"You still have to control your own ghosts first."

The grimace is not really important, what matters is the black line on the body.

After pretending to study the corpse for a while, Yu Zhile simply gave up, and he squatted in the corner, curled up.

When the five people in the room saw this scene, they didn't speak, it was none of their business, and they had no obligation to dissuade others from dying.

Yu Zhile looked at a few people like this, watching them keep trying on the corpse.

And he silently tried to perceive and control the ghosts in his body that could not be perceived, but did exist.

Time passed like this, and it was three days in a flash.

For three days, the corpses in the room were thoroughly studied, but there was still no one to enter, Yu Zhile curled up in the corner of the wall from beginning to end without saying a word, just staring at the five people, who gradually collapsed in three days.

As time passed, they could all feel that their internal organs were disappearing little by little, and the face on their chest was slowly opening their eyes.

(End of chapter)