A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Perhaps it was because he left Building 7 that he was targeted again.

Perhaps it was because he had previously used the doll to hold it back, which had caused it to relock itself.

The eyes of the vengeful, wet corpse slowly moved.

It looked at Chen Mo first.

Then he looked at the doll blocking his way.

Chen Mo immediately manipulated the doll to rush over.

"Stop it."

His voice was hoarse.

The doll took a step.

It was a bit stiff at first.

But after taking a few steps, its supernatural power began to revive, and its speed actually increased.

It was like a child suspended by a string, its body swaying as it lunged at the vengeful, wet corpse.

boom.

The doll bumped into the leg of the wet, vengeful ghost.

Its two wooden arms clung tightly to the calf that had turned black from being soaked in water.

The vengeful spirit of the wet corpse stopped.

It lowered its head.

A pale blue hand slowly reached out and grabbed the doll's head.

Chen Mo was prepared.

He pulled on the doll's finger, causing it to lurch to the side and dodge the hand. At the same time, it opened its gaping mouth and bit at the wet, vengeful ghost's knee.

Black water gushed from the wet, vengeful ghost and poured onto the doll.

The doll's cotton-padded jacket quickly turned black.

Chen Mo's fingers also felt a stinging pain.

But he didn't loosen his grip.

One is not enough.

That's definitely not enough.

This doll can only hold out for a short while.

He must find a second one now.

Chen Mo did not flee deeper into the residential area, but instead turned and rushed towards the adjacent residential building.

He remembers.

There are dolls in room 301.

307 also has dolls.

There are now dolls in the open space.

This suggests that these rooms may very well be hiding doll ghosts.

If there is one in every room, then he can find more.

He controlled the first doll to entangle the wet corpse ghost as he rushed into the building.

The hallway door was half open.

There was no building number on the door.

It was pitch black inside, with yellowed GG paper pasted on the walls.

When Chen Mo rushed in, he immediately smelled a musty, stale odor.

He didn't go upstairs, but instead looked at the rooms on the first floor.

The door to room 101 was tightly shut.

Hair was stuffed under the door.

A string of rusty keys hung on door 102.

The door to room 103 was ajar, and a faint sound of wood rubbing could be heard from inside.

Chen Mo immediately rushed towards 103.

Now is not the time to hesitate.

If there are other ghosts inside, he will be in danger just as much.

But staying put will only make things more dangerous.

boom.

He pushed open the door.

There were no lights in the room.

Sure enough, a doll was standing in the center of the living room.

It had its back to the door, wearing a yellowish dress, and its hair was made of black yarn, hanging down to its waist.

Chen Mo was startled.

really have.

His guess was correct.

These doll ghosts are not randomly distributed.

They seem to be some kind of supernatural node placed in the Kisaragi neighborhood.

The abilities that Meng Xiaodong gave him can be put to good use.

Chen Mo did not approach.

Before the doll fully woke up, he raised his hand and let out the string.

This time, the movements were much faster than before.

The first thread was wrapped around her neck.

The second thread pierced the shoulder.

The third thread burrowed into the wrist.

The fourth thread landed on his knee, and he controlled the position more and more accurately.

Although it's still a bit rough around the edges, it's not as chaotic as it was before.

The doll's head slowly turned.

The black yarn swayed slightly.

It wanted to turn back.

Chen Mo immediately pierced the last thread between his eyebrows.

puff.

No sound.

But he clearly felt that a connection had been established between himself and the doll.

The second one.

It became.

At the same time, a dull thud came from outside the building.

The first doll was flung away by the vengeful spirit of the wet corpse and crashed into a dead tree.

Chen Mo felt a tightness in his chest and almost vomited blood.

He knew he couldn't delay.

He manipulated the second doll to rush out of the room, while he himself immediately ran towards room 104.

The door to room 104 is locked.

Chen Mo raised his foot and kicked it hard.

a bit.

Two times.

The door frame was already rotten, and it cracked open with a crash on the third blow.

Behind the door.

A headless doll sits on the sofa.

Its head was placed on the coffee table, its face facing the door.

When Chen Mo saw that face, a chill ran down his spine.

The red lines on the doll's face and the corners of its mouth were slowly turning upwards.

It needs to wake up.

Chen Mo made the first move.

The silk thread bursts out.

This time, he released seven at the same time.

Two of them missed.

One of them was wrapped around the coffee table leg.

But the remaining four joints were accurately inserted into the doll's body.

Chen Mo did not rush to control his body, but first controlled the head on the coffee table.

He had a gut feeling.

The most dangerous part of this doll is not its body, but its head.

If you let its head move first, something unpredictable might happen.

A thread pierced the doll's forehead.

The head trembled slightly.

The smile on his lips froze.

Chen Mo pulled the doll from a distance, and the doll stood up and hugged its head on the coffee table.

The third one.

Chen Mo's breathing became increasingly rapid.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He could feel that his control over the silk threads was improving rapidly.

It wasn't because my talent suddenly became stronger.

But when faced with life and death, he has no right to make mistakes.

Every time the thread tangles off course, death is a possibility.

Each time the doll turns against him, it could cause him to lose control.

Therefore, he must be fast, accurate, and ruthless.

This pressure forced him to familiarize himself with the skills in the shortest possible time.