The originally prosperous and magnificent Dazhou City has now been shrouded in thick white fog. Sunlight cannot penetrate inside, communications cannot be connected, and the entire city has become like a dead city.
Qin Ming looked at the ghost slaves in front of him and ignored them. He would not take the initiative to deal with them if it didn't hinder him.
The black shadow under his feet began to squirm, cover, spread to the surroundings, and seep into the ground. It expanded to an area of about five meters with Qin Ming as the center. The originally dense darkness became dim and gradually became transparent.
Qin Ming looked at the surrounding area and nodded with satisfaction. "We need to take some measures, but we don't know how powerful the ghost that caused this S-level supernatural incident is. I've never heard of it in the original novel."
Qin Ming frowned slightly at this thought, glanced at the wandering ghost slaves, shook his head, and continued walking forward.
museum
Li Longji has arrived inside the museum through the medium of water. The entire museum is very large, divided into many spaces, and divided into several floors.
"The people I just met are just a few ghost slaves. The source of the ghosts has not been found yet, but it is almost there. The suppression will become stronger as we go there. It seems to be... the official exhibition hall of the Buddha's head."
Looking in one direction with numb and cold eyes, water began to drip under his feet. In the silent exhibition hall, Li Longji could clearly hear the sound of water drops falling on the ground.
Li Longji started to walk forward, and with every step he took, there would be a water mark with shoe prints on the ground.
Buddha statue exhibition hall
The huge Buddha head just stood in the center. The surrounding glass had been shattered by the ghost slaves. Originally, there was only a very fine crack on the face of the Buddha head, but now it has cracked to about three centimeters.
"What kind of place is that? It actually blocks the supernatural and isolates the ghost realm."
Qin Ming's pupils shrank slightly, he paused, and stared straight ahead.
It was a very old apartment with an old appearance, as if it was left over from the previous era. It was incompatible with the buildings next to it. The difference was that the buildings next to it were already surrounded by white fog, but there was not one next to it.
According to Qin Ming's visual inspection, this apartment has about six floors. There is no elevator and only old stairs. This building seems to be isolated from the surrounding white fog, which is very strange.
"That building is so weird. It isolates the surrounding white fog, as if there is a stone pillar standing in a body of water."
The only thing that can resist the supernatural is the supernatural, which means that there is something weird about that building, at least it has supernatural properties.
"Would you like to go in and have a look?" This idea suddenly popped into Qin Ming's mind, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.
It might be a bit risky, but it might be rewarding. He didn't have many supernatural items on hand, just a coffin nail and the bone flute he took out from Qin Xiaoyu's old house.
He lacks a supernatural weapon, a weapon similar to a ghost hatchet or a tachi.
Qin Ming had already thought that if he couldn't find a suitable supernatural weapon, he would make one himself, like Ye Zhen did.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Ming decided to go in and take a look. His background was too poor and it would be difficult for him to survive.
Arriving at the apartment, Qin Ming slowly walked in. A musty smell hit him. The walls were very old, and even the lights seemed to be flickering due to disrepair.
"Tsk, tsk, this atmosphere is very suitable for filming a horror movie." Qin Ming observed the facility, and then looked at the stairs.
After hesitating for a moment, he stepped on the first step and walked up. There were some graffiti painted on the wall, which seemed to be scrawled by a naughty child. One of the walls had a huge eye painted on it.
When he arrived on the second floor, Qin Ming noticed something was wrong. The atmosphere was a bit scary under the flickering dim lights. He found that all the rooms on this floor were locked and there was no one there.
"There is another weird thing about this apartment, that is, there is no one there. Where are they hiding? If they don't hide in this place where they can avoid the supernatural, where will they go?"
Qin Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he thought to himself. After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward to check each one. Through the ghost eyes, he could see that everything on this level was normal, and there was no supernatural interference that interfered with his vision.
"It's not on this floor. Is it on top?" Qin Ming raised his head slightly.
"Keep going upstairs and take a look."
After making up his mind, Qin Ming continued walking up to the first floor. For some reason, Qin Ming felt that the temperature around him became lower as he went higher.
"Is it an illusion?" Qin Ming paused for a moment, hesitated, and finally started walking again.
Arriving on the third floor, the layout here changed slightly. There were three rooms at the end of the corridor that seemed a bit strange. Qin Ming squinted his eyes, and the ghost eye on his right arm suddenly glowed scarlet.
He opened the ghost realm and prepared to test the room at the end of the corridor.
brush!
When the dark red light hit the room at the end, it was blocked, like water hitting a stone.
"It is indeed there." Qin Ming's eyes flickered and he began to walk forward.
When he walked to the door, Qin Ming looked up and looked at the house number "301."
The overall dark red door has an old house number and a rusty door handle.
Qin Ming began to cover his hands with ghost blood. He slowly held the door handle and twisted it gently.
"Click~!"
The door opened, and what came into view were some ordinary facilities, nothing special.
"It's not here, it's in there."
Qin Ming's eyes moved to a door inside, where there was another room.
Qin Ming deliberately slowed down and walked gently to the door. The door was not locked. From the outside, it looked very ordinary. No one would think that it had anything to do with supernatural beings.
Qin Ming took a deep breath and pushed the door open. With a click, the door was opened. The entire interior of the room was not large, and there were very few facilities.
A chair, a half-height mirror, and a cloth covering the mirror, but nothing else.
After looking around for a week, Qin Ming focused on the covered mirror.
"There's something weird about that mirror. There's something wrong. Do you want to lift the cloth and see what it is?"
Qin Ming's mind became more and more intense after this idea popped into his mind. He felt that the mirror might be a supernatural object similar to a ghost mirror.
"Huh? How did I end up here?"
Qin Ming was stunned for a moment. He was still at the door just now, but now he walked inside and walked in front of the mirror.
Looking at the mirror in front of him, Qin Ming hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind to lift the covering cloth.
But with a crash, the cloth fell to the ground, and a simple half-man tall bronze mirror appeared in front of his eyes. The strange thing was that Qin Ming was clearly standing in front of the mirror, but no figure appeared in the mirror.
"What's going on? How should I use this mirror? Is it a bronze mirror from the Republic of China?" Qin Ming frowned and said with some distress.
Suddenly, the mirror began to become misty and blurry, and some figures began to appear.
And gradually it became clear that Qin Ming's entire consciousness was in a daze, as if he was about to be pulled into the mirror.
