Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

This room is too small.

So small that the heads of these life-size clay statues were almost touching Chen Yuetan's face when the door was opened!

They were only ten centimeters apart!

"1, 2, 3..."

Chen Yuetan quickly checked them all.

Twenty-eight statues.

This is a clay sculpture of the Twenty-Eight Mansions.

This place was originally supposed to be a Taoist temple.

But what sank them was that the heads of every single clay statue here... had been replaced.

There's no need for a close inspection; just by looking at it, you can see that the color under the neck of the clay figure is completely different from the color of the head, with a clear break in the middle.

Some of the clay statues even have their heads tilted.

and.....

These statues have no facial features.

It's as if someone first smashed the original skull, then casually shaped a ball of mud and placed it on their neck.

His face had no bumps or depressions, only a flat, grayish-brown surface.

Below the neck, the clay figure is sculpted with exquisite detail, its clothing painted in vibrant colors, blending seamlessly with the faceless head...

An indescribable sense of eeriness and incongruity.

At that moment, the Zhen Su mark on Chen Ji's wrist suddenly felt an intense burning pain!

And Chen Yuetan was the same!

It was as if two wills, through the mark, felt desecrated from another space!

"The Source Corpse and the Ghostly Nest... are they enemies?"

Chen Ji's brain was buzzing!

He didn't actually have direct evidence to prove that the alteration of the Yin Temple and the destruction of the statues were the work of the Source Corpse; it was just that for some reason, the thought popped into his head...

After acquiring Wusu, Chen Yuetan lost the Netherworld.

The third star was also blocked.

On the other side, Chen Yuetan frowned, but Wusu in his arms acted naturally, curiously looking around.

Gululu...

A strange noise came from his stomach.

The sound was very soft; no one heard it.

The uncle and nephew silently squeezed through the clay statues.

They soon discovered that the statues were divided into four groups, like four-leaf clover, occupying the four corners of the room.

Chen Ji, as if possessed, headed south.

In the corner, he saw a clay statue with hands forming mudras, colorful ribbons flowing, and it was sculpted to be lifelike.

Its body shape is closer to that of a woman.

A tiny worm was carved on the collar.

"...the water worm of the Zhen River."

Chen Ji murmured.

He gazed at the statue for a long time, feeling a sense of familiarity and warmth.

Sudden.....

Chen Ji suddenly felt an itch on his arm.

Do you know?

Your Hand

Is it constantly moving on its own?

.....What?

A chill instantly ran down Chen Ji's spine and spread throughout his body!

His gaze slowly moved downwards, and he looked down in horror at his own hands...

The left hand is clenched into a fist.

With his right hand, he silently pried open the fingers of his left hand one by one until they were completely spread out.

Then, with a pinch of two fingers, it seemed as if he had taken out a piece of paper that was not actually there from his palm.

Then smooth it out mechanically.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chen Ji would have had no idea that all of this was happening.

He remained silent, quietly observing his hands and waiting for the next move.

After smoothing out the non-existent piece of paper, he immediately raised his right hand and, in a flash, slapped it onto the water worm statue...

That flat face without any features!

Nothing happened.

Because there was no paper in hand.

Chen Ji seemed to be deep in thought.

It turns out that the missing person poster that was secretly slipped into his hand... was used at this time.

However, he wasn't tricked, so he was only startled at first, but calmed down after realizing what was going to happen.

He made a rough guess.

If everything just now succeeded.

It is very possible that, like the finishing touch on a painting, the ghost will possess these statues!

With his doubts answered, Chen Ji shook his head, turned around, and left Zhen Shuiyin.

Chen Ji knew that this was not the same as the giant statue of the Mysterious Constellation in the Domain River. It must have been built by humans, only the corresponding constellation was the same.

It does not possess the abilities of the Ghostly Constellation.

It's just a clay sculpture.

He and Chen Yuetan searched the area for a while and eventually discovered that it seemed to be just a place to store abandoned sculptures, with no hidden doors or any traces related to the tomb entrance.

But Wusu was certain that the tomb entrance was inside this temple.

"Have you ever felt..." Chen Yuetan stood thoughtfully beside a statue with a dragon coiled at its feet.

"There's a strange smell in here?"

Chen Ji sniffed.

Sure enough, he could faintly smell a pungent sour smell, and it also smelled a bit foul, as if something was fermenting.

Soon, the odor permeated the entire cellar.

Chen Yuetan observed for a while, then suddenly frowned: "The smell is seeping from the wall!"

They hadn't noticed before, but upon closer inspection, they discovered that the surrounding walls were covered with layers of grooves, which, from a distance, resembled the patterns on a walnut.

Under the flashlight, it shimmered with a thin layer of watery light.

Chen Ji picked up an offering vessel from the ground, bumped it against the wall, and when he took it down, there were a few drops of unusually thick, yellowish-green viscous liquid hanging on it, making it look very turbid.

A few seconds later...

The metal offering vessel, which came into contact with the slime, was corroded, creating several large holes.

At the same time, a strange noise suddenly echoed throughout the entire cellar!

goo—

As the rumbling sound began, the ground started to undulate like waves!

Chen Ji was nearly thrown to the ground!

"go!"

Chen Yuetan scooped him up: "Back to the main hall!"

All of this happened so fast. In just a few breaths, the grooves on the wall began to tremble violently, and then, streams of liquid like pus gushed out from the wall!

Chen Ji witnessed firsthand how the scratched plaque was completely corroded away in the blink of an eye!

It was as if it had come into contact with concentrated sulfuric acid!

Chen Ji was instantly horrified. If a person were splashed with even a single drop, their bones would probably melt!

The two quickly climbed up, but before they could emerge from the cave, they both stopped.

because.....

A strange fragrance wafted into the tunnel.

It had a musty smell of old wood.

It's as if someone in the grand hall above... lit a stick of incense that had long since rotted.

Chen Ji's expression suddenly hardened!

He clearly remembered that there wasn't a single incense stick in the incense burner on that altar!

There was only thick layer of gray!

There really were ghosts in the main hall upstairs!

But they had no other way out.

There was no tomb door in the cellar, and concentrated acid was still gushing out from the walls from time to time.

The only way is to go up.

They crawled out of the cave silently and huddled under the tablecloth of the offering table, now quite certain that the fragrance was coming from above them.

Moreover, the main hall... became a bit brighter.

Unlike before, when it was pitch black and you could only rely on a flashlight for light.

Chen Ji crouched under the altar, cautiously peering out through the gap in the tablecloth.

There was nothing on the stone bricks.

nobody.

No sound.

Just as Chen Ji was about to retreat, his eyes suddenly stung with tears.

A wisp of thin white smoke, carrying the smell of decay, entered Chen Ji's nostrils and blinded his eyes.

But....

The incense burner was on his head.

How did the smoke get into the tablecloth?

Chen Ji suddenly got goosebumps all over his body!

He stared straight ahead and could only see four red dots peeking out from the edge of the tablecloth.

Someone... placed four incense sticks upside down under the tablecloth.

crunch--

The offering table swayed slightly.

Chen Ji's heart pounded, and he retreated in an instant, but everything that followed happened far too fast!

His pupils instantly shrank to slits—

From beneath the gap in the tablecloth, the first thing to emerge was a grayish-white, flaky forehead.

A dot of cinnabar between the eyebrows.

Then there are two narrow, elongated phoenix eyes, like those drawn with charcoal pencil, curved into a slit.

Then came her rosy cheeks and a touch of scarlet lips.

This is the face of a clay doll.

Painted with red and green, her face was as round as the full moon, beaming with joy.

However... the face is reversed.

It hung upside down from the altar and buried its head in the tablecloth.

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