frightfiction Chapter 557 [Domain - Second Gate] Wu Hui
Chapter 557 [Domain - Second Gate] Wu Hui
Feng Yao stared at her phone; in the camera's view, her face looked no different from a normal person's.
It wasn't until Fei'er raised the flashlight higher, and the phone was brought close enough in the bright light, that Feng Yao finally saw that her iris was completely black.
In normal people, the pupil and iris are separated, but she didn't.
It was a bottomless blackness.
Just like staring at a whirlpool on the surface of the deep sea, Feng Yao suddenly felt dizzy for a second!
When she came to her senses, she was covered in cold sweat.
Just now, even though she was facing her own face, she felt as if she were being watched by something, and felt immense terror and malice.
As she stared at her own face on the screen... her eyes were also staring back at her through the lens.
Feng Yao immediately turned off her phone.
Chen Ji shifted his gaze to Huang Yue, whose eyes had returned to normal after death, which was why Chen Ji hadn't noticed it during the autopsy.
"So... Huang Yue did use strange objects."
she murmured.
Instead, it was used, but it didn't work.
If a person's eyeballs are ghosts, then the strange object is one that strongly controls ghosts.
So when his supernatural entity identifies a user, does it see the user as a person or as a ghost?
"The ghost took the harmonica because of you."
Looking at Feng Yao, who was deliberately avoiding eye contact with him, Chen Ji said solemnly.
This source of the curse is very special, unlike the one Chen Ji and the other two exchanged; it is the only one hidden inside the body of the one who enters the domain.
Huang Yue is dead, but the ghost created by the ghost eye has not disappeared because another host is still there.
No wonder the domain allows the big yellow dog to exist...
Without the warning from the big yellow dog, this curse is almost unsolvable. It's too hard to detect because the ghost eye itself alters vision and perception!
Some even speculated that because the ghost eye was hidden in the eye, it might have seen all of their conversation.
That's why Huang Yue only realized the problem at the last moment; he was most likely misled beforehand.
But that's where the problem lies.
Because Ghost Eye shares the same vision with her, Feng Yao is now in a dilemma.
First, they cannot yet confirm that gouging out the eyes equals breaking the curse.
Moreover, the risk is too great.
Even without the threat of the Ghost Eye, they didn't know what would happen next, since there was still an unknown ghost suspected to be on Zhou Liang's side.
Those who have lost their sight are like eagles with their wings clipped.
Chen Ji himself has a deep understanding of this.
For now, all we can do is have Feng Yao carry Da Huang with her at all times. We'll wait for the yellow dog to give a warning before taking action. Until then, we'll stall for as long as possible.
Covering Huang Yue's body with a white cloth is the only arrangement the Ghost Eye Group can make for now.
Then there's Liu Zi and Bai Shaohua's side.
"Damn, they say they're going to a suitable intersection to summon the soul, but which one is suitable? There must be three or four intersections in this one-kilometer stretch, right?"
Liu Zi swore.
Both he and Bai Shaohua looked pale and sickly.
The continuous high pressure, hunger, and lack of sleep pushed their bodies to their limits.
Not to mention...
You also need to focus all your attention on suppressing your appetite.
"Let's go check out the intersection where we got off the bus first."
Bai Shaohua said listlessly, as he heard his stomach rumble.
It's past midnight now, and they've missed the time for the soul-summoning ceremony. They can only wait until midnight on the third day after they enter the house.
Coincidentally, the announcement of Feng Yao's death will also begin at midnight tomorrow.
There's also the third level of transformation for Chen Ji and Fei Er, which will become 18 hours starting from the next midnight.
This is also the last day they can do something to stop the curse...
After all, once the fourth day arrives, the two will completely transform into paper figures, which is what Du Tingfeng called the "complete form".
That's when.
Suddenly, Luo Weicheng frowned.
He felt something float onto his face, picked it up and saw it was a piece of paper about the length of a finger.
Du Tingfeng and Xu Sandao have sent letters!
The above two short sentences sent chills down everyone's spines!
Huang Yue came and bought a wreath.
What exactly happened?
"Who?"
Luo Weicheng stared at the letter in disbelief, then turned to look at the white cloth in the corner, and goosebumps immediately rose on his arms!
Wasn't Huang Yue dead?
The body is still lying in the shop, how could it have gone to Xu Sandao and Du Tingfeng's time and space!
Unless... he became a ghost.
A shadow crossed Bai Shaohua's eyes. He took a few steps forward and unveiled the white cloth.
Huang Yue's body lay peacefully on the ground, his eyelids smoothed out, and the blood on his face wiped away, showing no signs of anything amiss.
"...Move him outside."
Bai Shaohua's tone was cold.
That's it again.
What he finds most disgusting is this kind of realm where teammates turn into ghosts after they die.
As he was about to make a move, Feng Yao grabbed his wrist.
"Calm down."
Feng Yao said softly, "Huang Yue's appearance in that time and space does not mean that the corpses here will come back to life."
After all, the time on both sides is synchronized.
"Let go."
Bai Shaohua glanced at Feng Yao indifferently.
"Haven't you heard of the term 'resurrection'?"
His meaning was clear: even if Huang Yue hadn't appeared yet, leaving the body in the shop was a potential hazard, like a container.
Feng Yao frowned slightly but did not let go of her hand.
Chen Ji glanced at the two people standing beside the corpse, but said nothing. Instead, he carefully burned a piece of paper money to inform Du Tingfeng and the other man that Huang Yue was dead.
He needs to make a judgment based on the information from that side.
To be honest, if possible, Chen Ji would rather Huang Yue's body be thrown out like trash.
“This place is no different from the real world.” Phil’s tone was flat: “Disposing of corpses is troublesome.”
The atmosphere remained heavy.
But less than a minute later, a message arrived from Du Tingfeng's side. It was still a pitifully small piece of paper, concise and to the point:
[Understood. He posed no threat.]
Unconscious. Like a ghost, but not a spirit.
Looking at the small print on the paper, Bai Shaohua frowned and shook off Feng Yao's hand.
He didn't say anything more, but sat alone in the corner.
Chen Ji glanced at him, then at Liu Zi, who was also quite far away, and a trace of worry flashed through his mind.
Liu Zi didn't participate in the conversation just now, but it was obvious that he was out of energy.
Hunger can amplify anxiety and aggression.
Moreover, he also noticed that Bai Shaohua's throat bobbed involuntarily when Feng Yao touched his arm...
He thought for a moment and glanced at his watch.
Once daylight arrives, his and Fei'er's actions will be greatly hampered, making it difficult for them to go out and investigate.
Without hesitation, the two paper figures slowly floated out the door; they needed to go to the twins' house as soon as possible to find clues.
Chen Ji already had a vague guess about the painting of the crossroads.
Inside the funeral home.
The remaining few sat or lay down, silent, drowsiness creeping over them...
......
early morning.
The alarm clock woke Luo Weicheng.
His eyelids twitched with difficulty before he could open them, and he felt a splitting pain in his head.
Excluding Bai Shaohua and Liu Zi, the others took turns on duty, with Wu Hui being the first to take the shift.
The room was silent. After a few seconds, Luo Weicheng's gaze first fell on the white cloth.
There was a human-shaped bulge on top, nothing unusual.
He breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and suddenly froze.
Wu Hui was not in the house.
"Huihui?"
Luo Weicheng immediately became wary when he noticed that the glass door was half open!
Feng Yao was awakened by his voice.
"what happened?"
"Wu Hui is missing!" Luo Weicheng frowned and strode towards the outside of the shop, but he didn't see anyone.
Damn!
Even after just one hour, something still happened...
The reason everyone took turns guarding Huang Yue's body was to watch over it.
Luo Weicheng knew very well that Wu Hui would never do something as irresponsible as leaving her post without permission, and most importantly, if Wu Hui really did leave on her own, she would definitely tell Luo Weicheng!
but.
They left quietly, without a sound.
"Is it a curse?"
Feng Yao's heart tightened: "But isn't your curse related to the mirror and that incense burner?"
There were no mirrors in the funeral home, and I couldn't smell any incense.
That's when.
A series of light, pattering footsteps sounded.
The sleepy-eyed big yellow dog slowly stood up. It had been curled up sleeping at Feng Yao's feet and hadn't given any warning.
After looking around, Big Yellow seemed to realize that someone was missing.
It twitched its nose for a few seconds before walking to the door and nodding at the street outside.
correct......
And rhubarb!
Dogs can track scents.
Luo Weicheng's dim eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately grabbed Wu Hui's bag and walked out of the store with Feng Yao.