The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 16 The continuation of the story

Li Qingzhi was instantly swallowed up by the strange words, and Zhang Dong was stunned to see this scene.

Such a big living person is gone?
The ghost realm can't do it either. At least the ghost realm will take away the ghosts in the body of the ghost master, and will not take away the physical body of the ghost master alone.

At this time, new words appeared on the wall just now. He hurriedly stepped forward and saw the content clearly:

"Li Qingzhi woke up on the third floor of Zuimeng Building. He observed the surrounding environment with a confused look. After realizing that this was not the Zuimeng Building as he had imagined, he immediately recalled his experience of being attacked by that strange text. He hurriedly tried to He used the ghost in his body, but it had no effect. At this moment, he is just like an ordinary person, unable to restrain a chicken."

"After realizing that he was an ordinary person, Li Qingzhi did not panic. Instead, he stood up from the ground and observed this different Zuimenglou with a solemn face. He remembered that his sister Xiaolan was hidden here, so he planned to look for it first Xiaolan, think about how to leave here."

"Zuimeng Tower was dim and the light was very weak. He had to fumble around the wall to move forward. But he clearly remembered that the lights were on inside and the light was not so dark, which meant that unexpected changes had occurred during this period. This It made Li Qingzhi feel uneasy."

"At the same time, in a dark corner on the third floor of Zuimeng Tower, there is a terrifying ghost wandering around, waiting for someone to trigger its killing pattern."

The text ends here, as if it has fallen asleep and has not changed again.

After reading this, Zhang Dong frowned deeply.

Li Qingzhi was actually pulled into the story, while the ghost figure was excluded from the outside world.

The weird text seems to be able to separate the ghost in the body of the ghost master, and then pull his body into the story, and then use the ghost in the story to kill him.

A very strange method, like a challenge game.

Enter as an ordinary person and survive the ghost's pursuit.

And
It is impossible to win this game from the beginning, because it is impossible for ordinary people to fight against ghosts after entering, and death is only a matter of time.

Unless the ghost master who controls the text takes the initiative to release it.

It can be seen from the two texts that this story was written in Zuimenglou. Now there are two living people, Li Qingzhi and Xiaolan, and a terrifying ghost.

They may be in danger.

Only then did Zhang Dong realize that the situation was a little out of control. He didn't know the rules of the supernatural power in the text, so he couldn't save Li Qingzhi.

That feeling of punching cotton came back.

He paused and decided to take the initiative to enter the story.

Soon, he reached out and touched the red writing on the wall. He thought that the writing would quickly spread along his arm and spread all over his body, but when he just touched it, the red writing seemed to have encountered something taboo, and it took the initiative to away from his hand.

No matter how he touches the words, they will always leave that place first.

Even if he squeezes him into a corner, the text has nowhere to escape, and the color will dim momentarily and then disappear on the wall.

Suddenly, Zhang Dong realized that he was not affected by any laws. The words were ghosts, and ghosts were also laws, so naturally they could not affect him.

He cannot be actively pulled into the story by the text.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the writing on the wall still did not change. It seemed that the situation inside was only described intermittently, not in real time.

This made it impossible for Zhang Dong outside to know what was happening inside in time.

"How can I enter the story?"

He was a little annoyed at the moment. He obviously had skills, but when he encountered such a pestering ghost, he couldn't do anything about it.

Zhang Dong even directly tried to interfere with the laws of words and make them fall into silence, but failed.The red writing is just a supernatural phenomenon. It is neither the source of this power nor a supernatural derivative, and naturally cannot be affected.

And his purpose was not to deal with this passage, but to find a way to get Li Qingzhi out of it.

"Since I can't enter the story, can I help Li Qingzhi from the outside?"

Suddenly, Zhang Dong suddenly had such an idea.

Like rewriting the story.

With my own ability, I should be able to do it. As long as I can master the rules of writing by this story ghost, I can steal it and have the ability to rewrite the story.

It's just that this story ghost has been controlled by a certain ghost controller. It is probably hidden in the story itself and has no contact with Zhang Dong at all.

It is impossible to know its precise rules.

There are no exact rules.

It cannot be stolen.

At this moment, Zhang Dong even wanted to directly create a law for himself that could rewrite words, but he held back.

The law of creation itself will suffer serious backlash, not to mention that the goal of creation is oneself.

I'm afraid the price will be even heavier.

Then, can you try the ability to change the rules?

This is the fourth ability possessed by the regular ghost that he controls, and Zhang Dong has not tried it so far.

But he quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

If you want to make changes, you must already know the target rules.

Therefore, all methods point to one point: you must first obtain the rules of this story ghost.

Zhang Dong looked solemnly and stared at the writing on the wall again.

So now, Li Qingzhi needs to live in it for as long as possible and find a way to make more words appear, so that he can have a chance to analyze its rules.

At this time, the words on the wall seemed to be changing, and they changed again. The old words receded, and the new ones emerged:

"Li Qingzhi groped around the third floor and opened wooden doors one after another. He found no trace of Xiaolan, not even a body. He speculated that Xiaolan had gone to other floors to avoid the ghost."

"But there are five floors in Zuimeng Tower, and there are still two floors left to explore. Li Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, secretly guessing which floor Xiaolan would go to. Although he was not sure whether Xiaolan was still alive, The few emotions left in his heart still gave him a strong motivation, and he decided to go upstairs to check first."

"The light in the stairs became even darker, diagonally leading to the fourth floor. Li Qingzhi stood at the top of the stairs and glanced behind him. He was obviously wary of the terrifying figure, but he couldn't see anything moving at all. This kind of The scariest feeling is not knowing where the horror exists.”

"The layout of the fourth and third floors has not changed much. There is a circle of corridors, and the scene in the hall can be seen in the middle. Next to the corridor are closed rooms, and at the end are the stairs leading to the upper and lower floors. Come on. On the fourth floor, Li Qingzhi smelled a faint smell of corpses, his expression changed, and he groped in the direction of the corpse smell."

"As he walked toward the end of the corridor, the stairs on the other side came into view, and the smell of corpses became stronger and stronger. When he came to the stairs on this side, he saw a dark corpse. Lie face down on the stairs.”

"Li Qingzhi's face changed drastically, and he immediately rushed over with a cry of surprise, because the long black hair on the head of the corpse was enough to prove that it was the corpse of a woman, most likely Xiaolan."

"He shouted Xiaolan's name loudly and hurriedly helped her up. What he saw next made him feel infinite fear. This corpse was not Xiaolan at all, but a ghost. The ghost broke away from him He was restrained, revealing a ghastly face, and there was endless darkness in his eyes, like a black hole staring at him."

(End of this chapter)