Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

The next second, that familiar, immense force pressed down on Chen Ji's back once again.

I kowtowed again.

but.....

This time, the two incense sticks in Chen Ji's hand were tilted slightly to the left.

His head slammed heavily to the ground, incense ash fell, and he did not feel his body turning into earth.

He got up again.

The clay dolls on the altar seemed somewhat restless.

However, the two kneeling on the ground performed flawlessly, and the incense was indeed burning at a rate of 1/4 each time.

Only a short section remains.

The smoke also drifted towards the altar.

However, the last worship did not make the clay doll's body more human-like.

What went wrong?

The clay doll's smile froze on its face.

During the worship process, once it takes the first bite of incense, it cannot get off the altar, otherwise everything will be in vain!

One last chance to offer sacrifices!

This time, the force pushing Chen Ji was extremely strong, almost as if someone had kicked him hard.

He strongly suspected that the mud doll had kicked him before retaliating.

Because Chen Yuetan, who was standing next to him, did not receive the same treatment.

Chen Ji fell to the ground in a sorry state, his face hitting the stone bricks hard, and his vision blurred for a moment.

but.....

His expression looked a little strange.

It seems like they are enduring something.

Chen Ji raised his hand high, but it was still slightly tilted to the left.

stab-

The last stick of incense burned out at this moment!

The force that had been binding them vanished instantly.

Chen Ji suddenly raised his head, and the dirt on his forehead quickly fell off, revealing the original skin underneath!

His and Chen Yuetan's gazes both fell on the prayer flags on the left side of the altar.

It hangs down from the beam to the altar.

Behind the long strip of cloth, half of a child's face was visible.

At first glance, it looks remarkably similar to a clay doll!

The difference is that the face behind the prayer flag is clearly human, with a lifelike expression, and the corners of its mouth are slightly upturned at this moment.

It's Urumqi.

He somehow managed to sneak onto the altar and hide behind the prayer flags!

From beginning to end, Chen Yuetan was not worshipping the mud doll... but the Usu beer!

The smoke did indeed drift toward the altar.

However, the vast majority of them were eaten by Wusu.

Chen Yuetan's expression remained calm and composed. The moment he glimpsed the mud doll under the table, he had already pushed Wusu out.

Wusu and the mud doll look so alike.

They both have a festive appearance and both have a cinnabar mole between their eyebrows.

In addition, there is the tomb's owner, the ghost infant, who is also the true form of Wusu.

There must be an inseparable connection between these three.

If clay dolls can be worshipped, why can't Wusu, which originated from the heart of a ghost infant and ate its head...?

"belch!"

Wusu swayed as she walked out from behind the prayer flags.

The mud doll's extremely hateful gaze instantly shifted from Chen Yuetan and the other man to Wusu!

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, it jumped to Wusu's side, and then a piercing cry that resounded throughout the hall exploded in everyone's ears!

"Wow--"

Chen Ji's nose suddenly started bleeding profusely, and he felt as if his internal organs were being twisted, with excruciating pain shooting through him!

Chen Yuetan, who was standing to the side, was also deathly pale!

The crying sounded pitiful at first glance, but in fact it was filled with strong domineering and unreasonableness.

It's like... the crying will never stop until a certain goal is achieved.

Amidst the crying, Chen Ji suddenly felt an inexplicable rage, a deep-seated irritation and pain... making him want to twist his head off so he could never hear that cry again!

The instant this thought arose.

His hand naturally and slowly reached towards his neck...

Usu did not respond to the crying.

However, he saw that Chen Yuetan's face below looked terrible, and he also saw Chen Ji's distorted expression.

His brows furrowed instantly, as if he were angry... and he opened his mouth.

Chen Ji, sitting in the audience, suddenly froze.

At that moment, the hair on his entire body stood on end; he couldn't believe what he was seeing!

This is at least ten times more terrifying than a mud doll!

A small, charcoal-black head, cracked and charred, as if it had been roasted by fire.

It was squeezed out of Wusu's mouth.

The next second...

The head suddenly grew larger, almost as tall as a clay doll, and its mouth split open to an extremely exaggerated degree!

This mouth is nested.

It's like a mirror reflecting itself.

Inside were layers upon layers of equally gaping, charred black maws, mouth inside mouth, in an endless cycle!

Countless teeth gleamed with a piercing white light!

At the very end, there was only darkness, like an abyss.

Click.

The head ate the mud doll.

Immediately afterwards, it shrank back into Wusu's mouth.

this.....

Chen Ji was utterly shocked!

At that very moment, his hand returned to normal.

He looked at his uncle in disbelief, wondering why they had been dealing with the mud doll for so long if Wusu had such a bug-like skill!

Chen Yuetan's brows furrowed tightly.

He walked forward a few steps, picked up Wusu and began to examine her carefully.

"Giggle..."

A burst of infant laughter, laced with intense malice, rang out from Wusu's belly.

Chen Ji's expression hardened.

The sound was clearly not made by Wusu.

He suddenly realized... this skill seemed to be more like a double-edged sword.

Is the relationship between Wusu and the ghost baby's head really just a fusion?

Or... if one side is stronger, the other side will be suppressed?

Usu did not give a reply.

His expression suddenly turned strange, his face contorted in extreme pain, and he gave Chen Yuetan a cold, sinister glance.

The next second, as Wusu pounded his stomach, that strange expression vanished in an instant.

Chen Yuetan did not notice.

But Chen Ji saw it.

At that moment, he confirmed his earlier guess.

The ghost baby's head and Wusu are fighting for ownership of the body.

However, Wusu seems to be in the lead now, perhaps because Chen Yuetan has fed him a lot of strange creatures.

But after the ghost baby's head ate the mud doll, it undoubtedly became stronger as well.

"If it cries, you should cry too."

Chen Yuetan looked at Wusu helplessly; he had never wanted the ghost baby to come out.

"I want it to die."

"It's crisp and clear," Wu Su said.

"...Okay then."

Chen Yuetan sighed.

Usu then explained that the ghost baby's head could not be used at any time.

It will only come out when there is a benefit to it.

This is why each time the ghost infant's head emerges, it makes it more difficult for Wusu to suppress it.

"The mud doll is dead..."

Chen Yuetan pondered for a moment and said, "But the tomb door did not appear."

The clay doll was placed in the temple, clearly representing the will of the original corpse.

Long, long ago, before the source corpse had dried up, they were sent to guard the gate.

"The problem with the temples is probably not over yet—"

Chen Yuetan stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Swish.

A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a refreshing coolness.

At the same time, a very strong feeling of being watched suddenly arose!

Something... is watching them!

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