I didn't know what was going on in the outside world for almost ten days.

There is a lot of time wasted.

Walking out of the room, it was the courtyard, which was now in ashes, and the big green trees in the courtyard were dead at the moment, and the branches and leaves were withering.

On the Taishi's chair under the tree, an old man covered with corpse spots, exuding a strong smell of corpses, and loose skin was lying under the tree.

The withered and yellowed leaves fell on the old man's body at will.

Yu Zhile looked at the old man with a calm expression.

"The ghost has been split up......"

The old man is dead, and the ghost in his body doesn't know where he went, so he should have been dealt with.

Yu Zhile simply searched here, well, very good, very clean, except for some useless corpses, there is nothing.

"Just let me control the ghosts to complete the mission?"

Standing in front of the old man, looking at the old man who had given birth to the smell of corpses, he was very calm, he didn't know if the old man was dead or not, anyway, now the old man looks dead.

Although Yu Zhile doesn't like the inheritance of old antiques, it is the safest way to control ghosts for ghost masters.

As long as you are ruthless enough, you can survive yourself.

"Yu Liu...... The old guy also has the surname Yu? ”

Yu Zhile rolled his eyes with sutures, and he always suspected that this might still be a dream.

But now, he doesn't have the ability to distinguish between true and false dreams.

"I have to determine what time it is, since it is still a mysterious revival world, then I am naturally one step ahead of others."

Having a mysterious revival plot is equivalent to opening God's perspective.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile walked outside, planning to leave directly, he didn't plan to help the old man collect the body.

When he walked to the gate, he looked back at the courtyard and threw the oil lamp in his hand at the dead old tree.

The oil lamp broke, and the oil inside was instantly ignited by the flames.

Looking at the beating and spreading flames, Yu Zhile turned around and left, and the sea of fire behind him was about to rise.

This world is desperate, living in this world, feelings can be lost, and if they can be abandoned, they will be abandoned.

Yu Zhile walked out of the small courtyard, and the sea of fire behind him disappeared in an instant.

"It's actually a special supernatural place......"

I glanced behind me, there was no small courtyard, and some were just an old and broken wall, and now half of it was left.

"I think so." Yu Zhile shook his head and touched his neck.

Now he doesn't have that feeling like his neck is going to fall off at any moment.

He even felt that even if his head fell off, as long as he stitched it up before the ghost revived, he wouldn't die.

After killing them all, he was already a true ghost rider.

It's no secret that ghost riders are hard things to kill.

Looking around, it doesn't look like a bustling city, and there is only one street lamp far away.

The surroundings are quiet, and the houses are old.

It should be a small town.

It's night, and I'm not worried about anyone seeing him.

Even if you see it, it's just like you're looking at it, and of course you'll be shocked.

After all, now he ......

Yu Zhile looked down at his bare upper body, and the woman's face on his chest was vivid and beautiful.

Looking at this face, he doesn't have evil thoughts, and he can be called Yanagishita Hui.

Of course, most people who can read in a face are not normal people.

After all, it's just a face.

You have to find a piece of clothing first, and then determine where it is and what time and date it is.

It may be a bit of a struggle to find something at night, after all, he definitely can't go to the store to buy things, it will be troublesome to be noticed by the headquarters, and he has no money.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile began to look for those closed men's clothing stores on the street.

As luck would have it, it didn't take long for him to find it.

After twisting the lock on the door with his bare hands, Yu Zhile opened the door and looked inside, there was surveillance.

But soon this monitoring was ineffective.

The ghost is really a genius for electronics.

There are a lot of clothes in the men's clothing store, and the quality is decent.

After choosing a long-sleeved and a black trench coat, and finding a pair of cargo pants, Yu Zhile left the men's clothing store directly, closed the door and hung the lock on it.

Yu Zhile felt that the lock was still needed.

Wait for tomorrow, the shopkeeper may be at a loss when he looks at the lock on his door, he can't understand, why are the locks twisted like this, and you still hang them up for me?

The boss must have collapsed.

As for Yu Zhile, he is in a good mood now.

The trench coat fits perfectly, and when the zipper is closed, it can directly cover half of his face, so that the strange and hideous wound on his neck will not be seen.

If you have eye abnormalities, you can bring sunglasses, and maybe change to a pair of ghost eyes later.

After continuing to buy two or three additional supplies for zero yuan, Yu Zhile got some money, a mobile phone, a pair of hiking boots, and a pair of special gloves.

The money and mobile phone were borrowed from those unscrupulous people in the Internet café, the shoes were taken from the shoe store, and the gloves were taken from the gold store.

The gloves are woven with gold wire and some other things, and the texture is delicate, which can effectively isolate the supernatural.

Yu Zhile was very satisfied, so he put away the knife around the manager's neck.

The manager was welcoming and personally saw him off the shop.

Then he immediately picked up his phone and shared it with his friends and family, that he had made a good friend.

Yu Zhile, the manager, was not bad, so he didn't kill him.

Walking on the wide secondary road, the trees on both sides were sparse, with the occasional flashing of car lights, and then the car drove quickly past him.

Yu Zhile looked at his phone, looking for a forum.

But I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

"It's not started yet, or is it already over?"

The ghost knocked on the door, causing only seven people to survive in Dachang City No. 7 High School, and Yang Jian triggered its killing law as the culprit.

He hadn't found the forum yet, but he had found the owner of the post called the Thunderbolt Master.

The account hasn't been banned yet, so it should be that the plot hasn't started yet.

"If this world weren't a dream, then I would only sleep for seven days, and when I woke up, it would add up to ten days, less than a month."

Yu Zhile's eyes turned slightly, and he put away his phone.

In order to determine the timeline, he had to go to Dachang City.

I also have to take a look at the ghost cupboard.

In the dream, he made a wish to the ghost cabinet on the ghost cabinet skin paper...... Even most ghosts know it well.

But he wasn't sure that the killing patterns of those ghosts were the same as in his dreams.

There will definitely be deviations more or less, but as for how much, he does not know.

Or even completely wrong.

"That old guy can't say something, these people like to leave a lump in other people's hearts."

"Zhangdong ......"

Yu Zhile's eyes lowered slightly, and three motorcycles walked past him quickly.

As if he felt something, Yu Zhile looked up at the person riding at the back, it was a teenager, full of spirit, and his eyes were full of excitement.

The young man seemed to notice Yu Zhile's gaze, and turned his head to look over, but only saw a back.

"What a weird fellow, walking at night without lighting?" The boy muttered to himself, but quickly put the matter behind him.

"Shoushan Town ......" Yu Zhile muttered a name, in his memory, there was a captain in the headquarters who seemed to have originated in Shoushan Town.

"The timing is not right." Yu Zhile looked back at the three teenagers riding bicycles again and shook his head.

Retracting his thoughts, Yu Zhile continued to walk, he was thinking about a question.

If you want to go to Taiping Ancient Town, he has a way to persuade He Liansheng to let him help control some of the spirits in the ghost lake.

But......

Thinking of the people in the coffin in the ghost lake, Yu Zhile was silent.

Maybe he shouldn't have any more contact with that person, or even have anything to do with it.

"If I come into contact with you, I'm afraid I'll be tempted to kill you, and then tie you up with me."

He is the most tired and most afraid of betrayal.

"Forget it, He Liansheng probably won't agree, he has a plan for the ghost lake, I may have an accident if I go, although there is a way, but I am not sure of He Liansheng's true character."

He's only harnessed two ghosts now, and he's not in control of it himself.

He hasn't learned much about the ghosts on his body, but he just knows the law of killing.

He will have to see the ghost cabinet to determine what path to take next.

It is impossible to reproduce the path in the dream world.

After all, it was just a dream.

The ghost rider who has controlled the two ghosts, it will be terrifying when the supernatural revival first begins, but against those old guys, they can be directly hung up and smoked.

In his dreams, he was faced with this situation all along.

Now he is not suitable for the old guy.

Yu Zhile had an idea in his heart, and after looking at the ghost cabinet and making sure that there was not much error, he could start planning the ghost lake.

He still doesn't want to join the headquarters, he can in the later stage, but not now.

At any time, he is not optimistic about the headquarters.

Walking on the dark road, Yu Zhile looked ahead, and when there were no vehicles passing by, he really couldn't see his fingers in front of him.

Visibility is low, as is his uncertain future.

"I, Yu Zhile, am really a person who deserves to be pitied, but I want to see who has mercy on me."

Hidden in the darkness, Yu Zhile's eyes were dead and silent, and the black stitches made Yu Zhile look extremely penetrating.

Two days later, Dachang City.

Yu Zhile stopped the car and looked at the Guanjiang community in front of him, which was still under development.

Without much hesitation, while no one had found out, he dropped the car and entered the Guanjiang community directly.

The community is very prosperous, and most of it has already been built.

Yu Zhile found the abandoned old house that was about to be demolished.

Looking at the half-collapsed roof, Yu Zhile walked in and went straight to the second floor.

Soon, he stood in front of the second room, looking at the keyhole that had been infused with copper, Yu Zhile's brows furrowed.

"There are no ghosts, so you can only force your way in?"

Yu Zhile felt a little troublesome, he looked at the door in front of him that blended with the wall, and turned his head to look at the first door.

He remembered that there was an old guy inside, and in his dream, he thought that he would wait for Yang Jian to close off the supernatural before he started to plan, and then he would come to meet the old guy inside.

But the plans couldn't keep up with the changes, and he found himself dreaming.

In any case, he has to see the ghost cabinet today, and as for whether he will ruin the plot because of his actions.

I'm sorry, he never cared about that.

Whether he is dreaming or not, he firmly believes that as long as he lives, he is the protagonist.

So Yu Zhile stretched out his hand and thrust towards the door, and the next moment, the corner of Yu Zhile's mouth twitched slightly.

He raised his hand and watched as his broken fingers fell silent.

"Accustomed to ......"

Click~!

Straightening his fingers again, he moved his fingers a little, and there was no major problem.

Now his body is a dead man, and he lives completely by a strange method.

"It's really troublesome to have no ghosts."

Yu Zhile stretched out his hand, and the sutures on his hand squirmed, and they were easily inserted into the copper door.

Immediately afterwards, the sutures of these black threads were rigidly inlaid inside, and Yu Zhile pulled them, which was very stable, so he began to cut the copper door with sutures.

The supernatural is still very useful for these things, but it's a pity that he can't do it now.

The ghosts on his body are not yet able to affect the surrounding environment and buildings.

Soon, the door was cut out of a space, and it was pitch black inside.

Yu Zhile didn't pay much attention to it and walked straight in.

The smell inside is not very good, a musty smell, very pungent.

Turning his gaze slightly, an old red cabinet appeared in front of him.

Looking up at the top of the cupboard, there was a notebook.

The layout hasn't changed much.

Yu Zhile took out a pen and the notebook he brought, squatted in front of the ghost cabinet, and put a written note on the compartment of the ghost cabinet.

He only asks one question, and if the question asked is too costly, he will choose to give up.

After the note was placed on the compartment, there was nothing, and Yu Zhile was not in a hurry, waiting slowly.

After waiting for a while, the ghost cupboard suddenly stretched out a small black hand, grabbed the note and picked it up.

Yu Zhile's eyes moved slightly, "There is no change." ”

After a few more moments, the note was returned, but it was crumpled and a piece of writing appeared on it, which was crooked as if it had been written by a child.

"Give me the face on your chest."

Yu Zhile picked up the note and looked at the reply on it.

"Well, familiar taste, familiar supernatural ......"

Yu Zhile stood up and left without looking back.

The ghost cupboard is there, nothing has changed.

Walking out of the room, he looked at the cut and sewed it back on.

The law of killing this ghost on his body is very simple, stitching, just this law of killing, the price of using this ability is very simple, this ghost will slowly eat his internal organs, the same as the face on his chest.

And the killing law of this face is also very simple, and there is only one, whoever it sees, who will be cursed to death, photos can also be used, but the cost of using it will be very high, and the revival of the ghost will be very fast.

Stitching, two words, form a conceptual type of killing law.

What to stitch, Yu Zhile decides by himself.

The ghost cabinet had been confirmed to be the same as he remembered, and it was no different from the book.

The answer to his question was comparable to the face on his chest.

After sewing the gate shut, Yu Zhile walked out of the old mansion.

Next, he was going to take a look at Yang Jian, and he only needed to look at him to determine the current time.

Then start doing your own thing.

The path has been arranged, and he has determined what route he will take next, and he has even begun to anticipate the methods and forms of becoming outliers.

That's the benefit of having a lot of stuff in your head.

(End of chapter)