The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 15 The spreading red font

In the drunken dream building.

Zhang Dong and Zhang Dong were currently observing the twisted line of fonts on the wall on the third floor. The fonts were constantly changing, from describing Xiaolan being chased by something terrifying to hiding in a certain room.

Zhang Dong's eyes were wandering and he was thinking secretly in his heart.

This feeling is like watching a story from the third person, from God's perspective, and every move of the people in the story is described by some strange supernatural power.

He didn't know what caused this supernatural power, but it was definitely not a ghost realm, because such strange supernatural phenomena had never appeared in the original work.

It must be some kind of idealistic existence.

Suddenly, he remembered that Li Qingzhi once said that the captain of the Zhenling Pavilion was a person who did not exist in reality.

Could this line of text be his handwriting?

Just when he was about to ask, Li Qingzhi said first:
"It's very close. The ghost can sense that Xiaolan's position exists behind this wall, no, it's in this wall."

He groped back and forth on the wall with an uneasy expression, and it could be seen that he was very worried about his sister's safety.

"Could it be that she exists in the story described in this paragraph?"

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed, and he made a bold guess in his heart.

A person who exists in the story?
It's really a very rare ability.

It is neither a ghost land nor seems to be affected by the outside world.

Suddenly, the writing on the wall changed under the gaze of the two people. At this moment, it was describing what happened to Xiaolan.

"Xiaolan hid in a small room, shivering all over, her face was full of panic, her heart was beating fast, she stared at the window paper intently, fear caused her eyelids to close unconsciously, But in order to observe the movements of the terrifying thing outside, she had to open her eyes again."

"Soon, a person's shadow appeared on the window paper in sight. The light from the outside reflected his terrifying face on the window paper. No, it was not a person, it was a ghost."

"Xiaolan was instantly frightened and screamed out uncontrollably. The ghost immediately noticed her and turned sideways to her, and the shadow's face was also revealed."

"It was a ghost without eyes. Its eye sockets were empty. The light from behind went straight through the empty eye sockets, forming two small bright spots. It looked particularly weird when combined with the black shadow next to it."

"The ghost smashed the wooden door, and the window paper flew all over the sky. The wooden frame was shattered on the ground. It walked straight towards Xiaolan."

The writing on the wall ended here and remained unchanged for a few minutes.

"Xiao Lan!"

Li Qingzhi obviously took part in this story, holding his hands on the wall and glaring angrily, while the ghost figure behind him also stood up.

He was anxiously looking forward to the change in text, eager to know what happened to Xiaolan, but also worried about seeing the news of her death.

His heart was tormenting him as he wandered back and forth between anxiety and worry.

At this moment, he felt deeply powerless and desperate.

Zhang Dong also fell into silence when he saw this scene.

Watching his only relative being killed by a ghost, and being unable to do anything as a ghost controller, this kind of pain is even more painful than the ghost's recovery.

He gently patted Li Qingzhi on the shoulder. The latter suddenly turned around and said in an almost pleading voice:

"Can you save her? I believe you can."

"I"

Zhang Dong's face darkened. It wasn't that he didn't want to save him, but that he didn't know the rules behind this text and couldn't steal it. This strange line of text written on the wall had no substance at all.

Even though he had no skills, there was nothing he could do, it was like a punch on cotton.

but.

It looked like a weird supernatural event, but Zhang Dong felt it was more like the work of a ghost controller.Because it is unlikely that a ghost will deliberately hide the process of killing someone, only a ghost controller would do this.

In order to hide your key information.From this point of view, all this was probably done by the captain of the Zhenling Pavilion. He does not exist in reality, but in the story.

The reason why Xiaoling is locked up in the story is to draw out Li Qingzhi and eliminate this hidden danger.

After a short analysis, Zhang Dong roughly guessed what this ghost story with a living protagonist was about.

At this time, Li Qingzhi was about to control the ghost shadow to test the dense writing on the wall, when the black shadow slowly walked over.

Zhang Dong looked at him and did not stop him. He also wanted to know what would happen if he came into contact with the text. Anyway, it was a ghost test. At most, he would not die if he suffered a supernatural attack.

The black ink shadow stretched out its hand and lightly touched the wall. The black liquid instantly mixed with the red writing, disrupting the writing.

There was nothing unusual about the ghost shadow, and it continued to increase the contact area between the two. More and more red fonts disappeared on the wall, as if the ink pen words written on the paper were suddenly washed away by a drop of water, and became Blurred.

"It doesn't work?"

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly, thinking secretly.

He continued to look and saw that one of the ghost's arms was now completely attached to the wall, covering a large shadow area and completely dispersing the previous paragraph.

Several lines of text disappeared completely.

"It's such a strange supernatural power. I can't feel any trace of the supernatural at all, as if the words were scrawled with ordinary dye."

Li Qingzhi said.

He then walked towards the wall, put his hand on the ghost shadow, and made direct contact with it, wanting to feel more carefully the supernatural traces detected by the ghost shadow.

nothing happened
"Okay, although this text is very weird, it may just be a supernatural phenomenon. We need to be more careful about its source."

Zhang Dong said, motioning Li Qingzhi to stay away from the wall.

The thick ink ghost figure quickly returned behind Li Qingzhi, regaining its shape and turning into a tall black figure.

The red characters on the wall did not re-cohere. It seemed that they were directly crushed during this supernatural confrontation and then disappeared.

at this time.

Zhang Dong keenly discovered that there was a faint red color on Li Qingzhi's shadow. It was just a small patch at first, and soon expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your shadow!"

He reminded hurriedly.

Li Qingzhi also noticed something unusual. He turned around and saw dense red fonts appearing on the ghost's body. They were the same as the fonts on the wall, twisted and weird.

And its number increases rapidly, causing the ghost shadow that should be pure black to become ruddy.Red and black are intertwined, and the colors change rapidly.

"It actually invaded the ghost."

Li Qingzhi showed fear. He felt that the ghost was a little different at the moment. It was losing contact with him, and the supernatural perception between the two was getting weaker and weaker.

It was as if he was about to transform from a ghost controller back to an ordinary person. This was different from the ghost's death. The former completely lost the feeling of the ghost in his body, while the latter at least felt that he could feel the existence of the ghost, but fell into a deep sleep.

Not only that, countless red fonts began to spread to Li Qingzhi's body along the junction of the two.

Got it!

Zhang Dong's expression changed drastically and he said sternly: "Get away from the ghost quickly and let it leave your body."

Li Qingzhi immediately followed the instructions, but it was too late. Before he could control the ghost to leave him, a large number of words occupied every inch of his skin in an instant.

The image looked like someone had written scarlet words all over his body in an instant.

There are red writings all over the clothes, neck, hands, face, and even eyes.
"open"

As soon as he said a word, his body disappeared in front of Zhang Dong with a dazzling red light, leaving only a tall black figure who was at a loss what to do.

(End of this chapter)