Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Bang!

A faint explosion was heard in the bathroom!

The stone bullet did not appear to contain gunpowder, but it briefly distorted the air upon firing!

After firing the bullet, Qi Chen's eyes rolled upwards, and his body instantly went limp.

Can.....

The bullet did not penetrate the hair cocoon.

Of the four grayish-white arms, one rose up and easily caught the stone bullet.

And the ghost behind that hair...

The second face has pushed the membrane to almost transparent and is about to emerge.

Chen Ji was utterly devastated!

Without saying a word, he immediately pried Qi Chen's hand open, trying to take the pistol from the other man's hand!

However, the pistol loaded with the last stone bullet was as if nailed to Qi Chen's hand, and he couldn't take it off no matter what.

Chen Ji was also unable to pull the trigger.

"Qi Chen is an air marshal... only he can use this gun!"

At that moment, Chen Ji suddenly realized something and instantly wished he could slap Qi Chen awake.

At this moment——

The plane suddenly started to shake again.

Chen Ji was slammed against the wall again!

The sound of high heels came from behind—

"Are you Chen Ji?"

"what happens?"

"I can't believe it," Lan Meng said in horror, trembling as she gripped the handrail and stared at the absurd scene before her.

Qi Chen collapsed to the ground, still holding a... pistol in his hand!

Chen Ji, using both hands and feet, quickly climbed up from the wall, his expression extremely tense!

"go out!"

He hissed, "Seal off this place! Don't let anyone get here!"

“What…” Lan Meng was taken aback.

She ignored Chen Ji's words and took a step forward, but just then—

A venomous howl came from the bathroom in front!

This voice, filled with extreme malice, instantly froze Lan Meng's blood vessels.

The ghost is coming.

"Hair Ghost..."

she murmured.

"go!"

Without a word, she immediately pulled Chen Ji up: "To the cockpit! There's a door there!"

"There's not much room for people there."

Chen Ji knew that Lan Meng wanted to help him, but this idea was simply unrealistic.

At this moment, Lan Meng had also seen the true face of the Hair Ghost—

Her eyes widened instantly.

A second face popped out!

On those two grayish-white faces, the original bulges began to slowly outline the shape of facial features.

The cocoon of hair surrounding the men of Spring City stopped growing and gradually contracted, tightening...

At this moment, the body of the man from Chuncheng formed a horrifying scene.

At the very top was his original head, which was now breathing very weakly.

Within the cocoon in the middle, where the man from Chuncheng's abdomen was originally, four rugged arms parted the thick black hair, revealing two faces tightly covered by a gray film.

The facial features on it...

"This ghost... is copying the body of the person inside!"

Lan Meng cried out in disbelief!

"He is the nourishment for this ghost!"

Chen Ji's heart pounded. Lan Meng's words made him realize instantly why the ghost had appeared!

To be precise...

The ghostly form that is currently manifesting is not the true form!

Instead, it was a body that split off from a host, the man from Chuncheng!

Looking at the increasingly familiar features on those two gray ghost faces, he had confirmed his suspicions.

Those two faces looked exactly like the men from Chuncheng.

"I see....."

Chen Ji murmured, "Why do bullets have no effect when they come into contact with the ghost hand? Because it's just a clone!"

"What will happen if the copying is complete...?"

Chen Ji couldn't imagine it for a moment.

click-

The cocoon is slowly breaking open.

Four legs stretched out.

But less than a second later, it shrank back.

And atop the cocoon, at the very top, protrudes a human head...

Her complexion suddenly became even rosier.

The black hair began to wriggle upwards again.

"It's going to produce a third clone!" A sudden flash of inspiration struck Lan Meng's previously chaotic mind!

Chen Ji also realized this.

The most urgent task now is to make contact with the stone bullet and the true form of the man from Chuncheng.

How to do it?

Chen Ji tentatively took a step forward and entered the bathroom—

The next second, Lan Meng suddenly pulled his arm back!

Both of them got goosebumps.

Because, the very second Chen Ji went inside, a thin strand of hair suddenly emerged from the bottom of the cocoon.

It was spreading towards Chen Ji's direction.

This ghost is like a plague; no one knows what will happen if you get infected.

Lan Meng bit her lip...

She looked around and heard someone outside the curtain asking anxiously what had happened.

She recalled the terrifying moment before her death, standing in the food preparation room...

One after another, living people were torn apart by strands of hair in front of Lan Meng, becoming nourishment.

They don't even qualify to be hosts.

"Keep an eye on things for me, Chen Ji."

Lan Meng said softly.

As she spoke, she pulled the feather-like hairpin from her hair bun.

This is a strange object!

The feathers on this bird are scattered and sparse.

"Go away, little parrot!"

Lan Meng whispered a soft snort, then rolled her eyes upwards, as if she were daydreaming—

Her body stiffened instantly, as if she had been petrified.

But the feathers transformed into a pale yellow cockatiel, with rosy cheeks on its face.

"This is a reconnaissance-type monster!"

Chen Ji instantly understood.

Lanmeng's consciousness must have entered the parrot's body.

For some reason, this reminded him of an eagle named "Icarus" in a game.

The little parrot is faster than the wind, yet its body is incredibly small.

As soon as it flew into the bathroom, the strand of hair that was originally going to attack Chen Ji immediately flew in mid-air, trying to grab the bird's body.

The little parrot dodged left and right like a miniature fighter jet, leaping and maneuvering in mid-air!

Chen Ji also tentatively stepped into the bathroom—

But the next second, he withdrew his foot.

Because, just a moment ago, that strand of hair split open, and a second strand of hair emerged, heading straight for Chen Ji.

Just as it extended its second hair, the parrot seized the opportunity, snapped its beak forward, and caught the stone bullet!

The little parrot suddenly lunged backward—

She threw the bullet to the top of the hair cocoon, onto the face of the man from Chuncheng.

In an instant, the stone bullet was decomposed and grew larger in seconds, turning into stone bricks covered with moss!

"This is......"

Chen Ji frowned.

He felt that these stone bricks were familiar.

These stone bricks were quickly assembled, forming a cage with a hollow center, like a niche.

The hair cocoon was tightly imprisoned within it.

The shape of the mouth was faintly visible through the gray membrane on the two ghostly faces, which had split to the ears.

Then, the moment was frozen in time.

The little parrot flew into the air, slowly shrinking until it became a single, sparse feather...

Lan Meng staggered, regained consciousness, and reached out to catch the feather.

"The ghost is restrained!"

She was somewhat excited, never expecting her reconnaissance-type artifact to play such a significant role.

However, both Lan Meng and Chen Ji realized that the ghost was only temporarily restrained.

Although its hair and body stopped splitting, they were still wriggling slightly...

"Hopefully we can get through this flight."

Chen Ji murmured, hearing a constant buzzing sound coming from Lan Meng's walkie-talkie.

"Xiao Lan, what exactly happened in the back cabin?"

The flight attendant's voice came through.

"Flight attendant..." Lan Meng thought for a moment and immediately lied, "A passenger just had an upset stomach and needed to go to the restroom urgently."

"I've already solved it."

She thought for a moment and added, "The toilet on the right side of the rear cabin is blocked and can no longer be used."

That's such a flimsy reason...

Chen Ji scratched his neck and said softly, "Let me explain to the captain; he's also a Domain Enterer."