Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

There's someone on the right!

Chen Ji immediately drank it, took out a flashlight from his bag, and shone it to the right!

His pupils shrank suddenly.

Two or three meters to the right...

It wasn't just a few people.

It was an entire team!

There were about 20 people, all dressed in dark blue coarse cloth work clothes, their attire clearly belonging to the style of the 8s and 90s.

But what's even stranger is...

Their figures froze completely.

Some people had their feet halfway up, about to take a step forward; some nervously looked around, their eyes filled with wariness; and others, their faces full of surprise, reached out their hands...

Pointing at Chen Ji!

Under the strong beam of the flashlight, you could even see the rough texture of their coats and their dirty shoes.

This is definitely not a sculpture.

It's a real person.

Another flashlight was also turned on.

Chen Yuetan's gaze was gloomy. He glanced at the group of people and silently stepped forward.

"uncle?"

Chen Ji was taken aback.

Chen Yuetan made no attempt to hide and directly moved towards the group of people—

When I was about half a meter away from the other person, my hand was blocked by an invisible wall and I could not reach any further.

"It's a mirror... or rather, something similar to a camera."

Chen Yuetan said.

He gestured for Chen Ji to come over.

As expected, Chen Ji touched an invisible barrier that felt like glass, smooth and cold.

"This group of people also came to the tomb thirty or forty years ago."

Chen Yuetan held a flashlight and slowly swept it across their faces, his voice low and deep: "The 'mirror' captured their silhouettes at a certain moment after they entered the tomb."

In other words, what Chen Ji saw was a mirror image.

Chen Ji immediately understood; they must be the people his uncle had met in the domain last time.

Chen Yuetan once mentioned that the source corpse was brought out of the tomb by the natives of the domain last time.

He used the term "indigenous people" instead of "NPCs".

Since the tomb exists in reality, then the experiences of these people also actually happened in reality.

Chen Ji leaned closer and observed carefully.

The more I look at it, the more I feel...

Somewhat strange.

These people from decades ago all look somewhat alike.

There was also a black spot on his ear.

"A clan?"

A strange thought popped into Chen Ji's mind.

He tilted his head, looked at his uncle, and was taken aback.

Chen Yuetan stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the very front of the mirror.

He was looking at the leader of the team.

The man's face was full of wrinkles, and he looked quite old, but his expression was different from everyone else's; he was staring straight ahead.

His expression remained calm and composed.

Unlike most elderly people, his back stood proudly upright, and his demeanor was composed.

"After leaving the tomb, the old man died a few years later."

Chen Yuetan said softly.

Chen Ji was taken aback.

He did not overlook the subtle nuances in Chen Yuetan's tone.

"He died too late." Chen Yuetan said expressionlessly. "He should be buried in a grave."

Chen Ji pursed his lips, but still couldn't help asking the question:

"Who killed him?"

"its me."

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

He pointed to the old man who had started the group, then backed away step by step, his finger sweeping over each person in the line:

"I remember now, the uncle in the hat, and the sister with braids... they're both 'outside'!"

"However, by then they had all become 'mongrel'."

"I'll kill them all."

Chen Yuetan smiled and patted Wusu's head.

"Our Wusu is very powerful."

The child's innocent voice and words created a stark contrast, sending a chill down Chen Ji's spine.

But in an instant, he remembered that his uncle had been trapped by this group of people.

The instigator was most likely the old man leading the team.

Chen Ji looked at the figure at the front again, frowned, and felt that the other person's face suddenly became very ferocious.

"correct."

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Yuetan coughed lightly and changed the subject: "We, and Zeng Guichuan, might have also been 'photographed'."

After discussing it, the two decided to turn back and see what happened.

Two minutes later...

They saw Zeng Guichuan's reflection in the mirror.

Sure enough, anyone who enters the tomb will leave a trace.

I visited the tomb around 2011, so the further you walk, the older the silhouettes are when they were photographed.

The Zeng Guichuan reflected in the mirror is completely different from the one he had at the Tuotuoshan Coal Mine.

During his time as mine manager, he was indifferent, looking at ordinary people like Lao Yang and Si Yan as if they were ants.

But Zeng Guichuan in the mirror....

Although he still looks bloated and overweight.

But his expression was extremely tense.

His face was covered in sweat, and he looked around in fear.

"He hadn't started the transformation by then?"

Chen Ji seemed to be deep in thought.

Because Zeng Guichuan was still an ordinary person at this time, he was so terrified after entering the tomb.

Recalling the strange occurrences at Tuotuo Mountain in its later stages, and the four ghostly realms in the primeval forest, Chen Ji couldn't help but make a guess...

The tin ore may have been eroded before it was placed in the tomb.

However, they didn't see any traces, which means that the crisis was resolved very quickly by a "helper".

The identity of this accomplice is now very clear...

Mr. Wang.

Chen Ji stared at his silhouette, his brows furrowed slightly.

The person was thin and wore a pure white mask that completely covered his face.

It's mostly because he's lost all sense of shame.

Chen Ji was able to identify this person as "Mr. Wang" because of the figure's movements...

It's really over-the-top.

It could even be described as bizarre!

Unlike the others, he faced the mirror directly, displaying his impeccably tailored suit perfectly.

He leaned slightly forward, one hand politely placed on his chest, the other arm pointing towards the tomb entrance behind him...

Like a host on stage, he made a "please" gesture.

It's as if they're welcoming someone.

Thinking of this, Chen Ji's mind suddenly exploded!

He immediately raised his flashlight and shone it on the wall behind him, where he saw three figures not far away.

It's Chen Ji and the other two from ten minutes ago!

They are walking forward with focused concentration!

If we were to connect the silhouette from 2011 with the silhouette of this moment...

So, Mr. Wang is welcoming them!

Chen Ji felt a chill run down his spine. Even though there was no one else in the passage, he inexplicably felt like he was being watched!

And the source of this attention...

It comes from 14 years ago.

On the other side, Chen Yuetan also saw Mr. Wang's silhouette and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It may not necessarily be related to us."

He shook his head and comforted her, "The letter said that Zeng Guichuan knew there were three tomb entrances in total."

"They also know that the gates of Mang City are not yet open."

"Therefore, the king must have anticipated that more people would enter the tomb in the future, and he welcomed not 'us,' but 'the next group to enter.'"

This idea makes sense.

But the feeling of being "seen" about Chen Ji still hadn't faded.