This is a nocturnal ghost that triggers its patterns late at night into the early morning hours.
Thinking about the weird dress and appearance of the ghost, Shen Lin felt that he had caught something.
This ghost is only active for six hours a day. Thinking about it from another perspective, that is to say, as long as they last until 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, and before midnight the next morning, this ghost will not be a threat to them.
Shen Lin's expression dimmed. This discovery was tantamount to nothing. The terror level of this evil ghost was too high. It was impossible for them to sustain this kind of terror for five and a half hours. That was nothing more than a dream.
There were still two minutes to go. The arrival of despair made everything calm down. No one spoke, which was regarded as acquiescence to Zhou Bin's proposal.
This is very realistic. If you don't take the initiative to provoke him, this ghost will only kill one person at a time.
If one person dies, there is a small chance that someone else will survive, which is much more valuable than if everyone dies.
Shen Lin spent the last two minutes thinking about everything, and everything flashed through his mind like a movie.
Xiong Wenwen clung to Shen Lin's back with some fear. The prediction that he was fine made him feel relieved, but at the same time he was even more worried, because the predictions so far showed that they would all die without exception.
Tick tock~tick tock~
The entire space became calm again, and the faint rotation of the second hand magnified infinitely in the hearts of several people.
Zhou Bin was not afraid of resuscitation, and activated the drunkard's ability to the maximum, which was regarded as the last struggle in despair.
Looking at Xu Fang who was unconscious, Zhou Bin opened his mouth. After all, Zhou Bin didn't know what to say.
The social young man gave a wry smile, closed his eyes and waited peacefully for death to come.
Tick tock, tick tock~
Seeing the second hand getting closer and closer to the time node, several people held their breath involuntarily.
Tick tock~
That was the last second.
When the second hand returned to zero, dark red light surged around Shen Lin, wrapping himself and Xiong Wenwen in it, his eyes fixed on the black-robed ghost in front of him.
Zhou Bin's death is extremely valuable. This will be their opportunity to face the evil spirits harmlessly. They must make Zhou Bin's death worthwhile and find something, otherwise they will all die.
There must be something missing, Shen Lin said to himself.
From 0:00 to 6:00 in the morning, for six hours, there was an attack every ten minutes. A total of thirty-six people were killed. The sound was weird like the tapping of a wooden fish.
All of these are just a little bit connected into a line, but this point is like a celestial being.
In Shen Lin's eyes, that weird wooden stick was completely equated with the hatchet, coffin nails, music box and other field items in the original work.
The specific effect of this ghost is not known for the time being. I only know that one of its effects is to suppress the evil ghost, which is fatal to both the evil ghost and the ghost controller.
This means that this ghost is simply born to be the nemesis of the ghost controller, and the ghost controller is naturally suppressed in front of him, without exception.
Time passed by minute by second, and the ghost was silent for the time being, but none of them were careless. As long as it was on the hour, even in the last few seconds, the ghost might take action.
Tick tock~tick tock~tick tock~
As time passed by, the black-robed ghost remained motionless.
The time has come to 12:31, Zhou Bin, survive!
Confusion, stunned, panic, helplessness, surprise, countless emotions overwhelmed several people.
Shen Lin's pupils shrank slightly as he was thinking about everything.
The abnormal trend of the incident made him look at Xiong Wenwen for the first time. He suspected that the ability to predict ghosts was affected. This was the most terrifying thing. If the ghosts were affected and the results of these times were wrong, then they based on All the laws obtained by predicting are a joke.
Wait, you can't be so negative.
Maybe like the first time, they skirted the rules.
What did Zhou Bin do? What did Xiong Wenwen do the first time?
What microscopic action is the key to triggering instant death?
"I, I'm still alive?" Zhou Bin was shocked. It was the hope after despair. He was so ecstatic that his heart almost jumped out.
"Shut up, look at your future, your father bear didn't even say anything, virtue." Xiong Wenwen sneered, completely forgetting that he had snot and tears before.
"Tch, little brat."
The joy of surviving the disaster temporarily diluted the fear, which allowed them to dare to talk back to each other in this situation.
Shen Lin withdrew his power and said to Xiong Wenwen.
"One more time to see when the next death is."
Xiong Wenwen nodded and began to enter a precognitive state.
Shen Lin's eyes were twinkling, and the eyes he stared at Xiong Wenwen gradually became deeper. He had his own considerations.
Assuming that Xiong Wenwen has been influenced by the ghost, everything they know is the result of a complete deviation. He predicted death three times but was wrong twice. This kind of result is hard to make people want to think wildly.
How to choose?
Shen Lin's heart was like a network of lines, starting to connect everything and spreading.
Choosing to believe Xiong Wenwen, his own ability has not been affected. All this is just a coincidence of them evading the law of rate.
If they choose not to believe Xiong Wenwen, all the laws today are misleading caused by the ghost. They must start from scratch and find the ghost's laws.
How to choose? Shen Lin was asking himself.
Two completely different styles of play, two completely different ideas, one of them may be right and will give them the opportunity to solve everything.
Or maybe both were wrong, and now it was all just a trick played on them by the ghost staircase, which had grown to unimaginable proportions.
Shen Lin was deep in thought, with several villains fighting between heaven and man in his mind.
The core issues in the evil ghost incident are always the issue of trust and choice. You never know when, where, how, and in what way the people around you who are deeply trusted by you have been affected by the evil ghost.
If there is, and you believe it, you will lead this team to doom.
If not, but you don't believe it, you will also lead this team to doom.
Life is not a game, there is no room for error, every choice is a matter of life and death.
After a while, Xiong Wenwen withdrew his power and waved his hand calmly.
"No, nothing happened in the next ten minutes."
boom! It was like an absolute gap, like the last straw that broke the donkey's back. Shen Lin frowned and looked at Xiong Wenwen with an unprecedented serious expression.
Then, he turned his head towards the mottled stairs.
This damn thing really gave him a lot of problems.
He did not absolutely believe in Xiong Wenwen's prediction, so he held the ghost candle in his hand and planned to light it when it was close to twelve forty.
Knowing that Xiong Wenwen's prediction may be affected, he cannot blindly follow everything.
The waiting time was a bit unbearable. Shen Lin didn't speak, causing the atmosphere in the entire venue to be somewhat silent and depressing.
Taking advantage of this time, Shen Lin began to carefully look at the ghost stairs.
This is the core purpose of their operation. For this purpose, they have prepared five splicable gold folding boxes. When connected, they will create a sealed environment large enough to contain the ghost staircase.
After the Ghost Staircase is imprisoned, the ghost problem in Dongchuan City will be self-defeating.
The mottled steps, moldy moss, and blood-red bloodstains all indicate something ominous.
Shen Lin frowned, thinking of the inexplicable throbbing of the ghost in his body the last time he faced the ghost staircase.
Because it can affect the relationship between ghosts, the ability of Ghost Staircase seems to be two-way. Within a certain range, most ghosts will also react to it, but now the ghost phase is silent as before.
Was he suppressed after being struck by that black-robed ghost?
still? Are there other deeper reasons?
The corners of Shen Lin's eyes bulged slightly, and an inexplicable strangeness brewed in his heart.
"Shen Lin! Something's not right!" Xiong Wenwen suddenly shouted.
Shen Lin hurriedly prepared himself, the ghost candle in his hand ready to be lit at any time.
"What's wrong?"
"There is something wrong with the evil spirit in my body, and there are signs of recovery!" Xiong Wenwen shouted.
The precognitive ghost itself is also a mild type among the evil ghosts. Its recovery is much slower than other evil ghosts. Xiong Wenwen's daily abuse of his abilities is also based on this premise, otherwise this naughty kid would have been dead for who knows how long.
Shen Lin had previously investigated and found that the precognitive ghost was in a relatively stable period and was still a little far away from recovery.
So Xiong Wenwen's situation is quite abnormal now.
Just as Shen Lin was about to say something, he heard Zhou Bin speaking from the side.
"Me, me too, the drunkard in my body seems to have been stimulated by something, and the degree of recovery has been aggravated."
His pupils shrank, and Shen Lin seemed to have expected something. He immediately looked at the wooden stick in the hand of the black-robed ghost.
This ghost has an unexpected ability. In addition to suppressing powerful ghosts, it can also intensify its recovery. This is simply a dimension-reducing blow for ghost controllers.
what is this? Because the ghost phase itself has already recovered to a very high degree, was this further recovery not noticed by him? Shen Lin had some understanding.
It was precisely because Xiong Wenwen and the others had a very low level of recovery that they could feel all this and that the weird wooden stick was a trick.
It only caused such terrible consequences once, but what about two or three times? Even if they don't die, they will be crushed by their own resurrected ghosts!
The incident began to take a turn for the most extreme.
They are no longer qualified to gamble! Shen Lin realized all this. If twelve forty is safe and sound as Xiong Wenwen said, there is still something to be done, but what if it is not?
The ghost phase's recovery level is too high and cannot withstand the accelerated recovery of the next blow.
Glanced at his watch.
Twelve thirty-eight, only two minutes left.
Shen Lin gritted his teeth and made a bold decision.
"At twelve forty minutes, we stay still, everything is still, don't breathe, don't blink, don't make any movements, and predict once!"
Xiong Wenwen responded without being sloppy.
The predicted future unfolded, and Xiong Wenwen shouted after a while.
"Shen Lin, you will die. I saw you were attacked and then died!"
