"Squeak~"
"boom!"
The untouched door seemed to be closed by an inexplicable force. Through the layer of oil paper wrapping the door and valve, Shen Lin vaguely saw the strange demise of the world, like a complete piece of chalk that was disappearing one after another. Being rubbed into fly ash,
It’s clear that the balance of the story has been thrown off, and this intrusion into reality is dying.
In a daze, Shen Lin seemed to see a strange figure appearing from outside the blurred oil paper. He didn't know when the world was about to collapse.
The figure was hunched over, wandering around the collapsed world of the story like a ghost, with a coffin as black as ink on his back, which was so weird.
It's that coffin!
Even though there was a layer of oil paper pasting the window, even though the distance was a bit far, Shen Lin was very sure that he saw it right.
It's that black coffin! At this moment, he was being carried by someone on his back, hunched forward. Around him, Shen Lin saw countless ghosts appearing from time to time, but the man carrying the coffin seemed not to see anything.
He just hunched over, carrying the black coffin on his back, and disappeared from Shen Lin's sight little by little.
Shen Lin couldn't describe how shocked that scene was for him.
He had a strong say in the capabilities of that black coffin. He had just walked through it once, and he almost fell there. Such horror left him with lingering fear, and he did not even dare to approach the black coffin again.
But at this moment, what did he see? A man whose appearance he couldn't see clearly, hunched over like that, carrying a black coffin, wandering among the ghosts. Such a scene shocked Shen Lin far more than what he saw in front of him. many.
What exactly is this?
Of course the afterimage of the story?
Or was it the invasion of the black coffin?
Unable to determine, Shen Lin didn't even dare to explore. That scene made his back soaked in cold sweat. He couldn't afford to offend someone who had the ability to carry a black coffin and wander among the ghosts, whether it was a human or a ghost. of.
What happened in this strange place and why would something like this come out?
"Bang bang."
It's like unknown things are knocking on the doors and windows, but you can't find any trace of them. Unknowingly, there are many shadows around the doors and windows, and you can't see their faces clearly, but one after another strange postures make people... shocking.
ghost! Fierce ghost!
"The ghost story was influenced by the ghost inkstone. During the time when I was invaded by the story, this thing was already wandering near the ghosts."
Shen Lin knew very well that the reason why they were still in peace now was because the ghost story of the invasion was not completely over yet, but the density of the ghosts around him was already shocking.
There are so many evil ghosts, and their patterns are too complex. No matter what he does, he will always trigger a certain ghost's pattern.
There is not much time left to check and balance the invasion of the story world. If he cannot find the book that the ghost story is transformed into in the remaining time, he will have no chance.
If you can't find it, you will either be devoured by the evil ghosts surrounding you.
Even if he uses the ghost realm to leave before the story world collapses, in such an environment, he will never have the chance to imprison the ghost story again, and the invasion of the ghost pawnshop cannot be resisted.
He has no choice!
Without hesitation, Shen Lin turned his hand and took out a white candle that was a bit oozing. After lighting it, the gray-black candlelight illuminated the surroundings, making the atmosphere even more gloomy.
The white ghost candle, the only supernatural item left in Shen Lin's hand, has the ability to attract evil ghosts. However, this thing must be held in hand or at a very short distance from people before it can be ignited. This undoubtedly creates a living target for evil ghosts.
Especially in such a complicated environment, the collapse of the ghost story world has put the checks and balances between the ghosts at risk. The appearance of this candle is very likely to completely overturn everything that is already like walking on a tightrope.
But Shen Lin didn't hesitate at all.
This is the most likely way. Trying to find the ghost story in nearly a thousand books without relying on special means is like a dream.
Every step of a terrorist incident is a tightrope walk. Shen Lin has long had this awareness, relying on the ghost candle to attract and pull the hidden ghosts.
Shen Lin is in the world of stories, and the first thing that attracts him should be ghost stories.
This is a deadly game like a game of scales.
One end of the scale is the restless ghosts attracted by the ghost candle, and the other end is the ghost story in which the story world is about to collapse.
What Shen Lin has to do now is to try to push the balance down in his favor.
Staying calm, there is no need to hold anything back at this time, the story has begun to twist, and the story world has begun to collapse. Shen Lin does not have to worry about overreactions caused by his actions.
Even if it's worse, how much worse can it be than it is now?
The gray-white ghostland makes everything around it seem like it's printed in an old photo.
In the photo, the dilapidated house in danger, the young man in black standing in the house holding a candle, the terrifying background with ghostly shadows all around, combined with the eerie candlelight emitted by the candle, form a completely weird picture.
Holding his breath and concentrating, under the five-layer ghost realm, everything around him is within the range of Shen Lin's perception. If there is any disturbance, he will sense it immediately.
The candlelight of the ghost candle burned brighter and stronger. The ghost images trembling around him heard some summons and hit the dilapidated house with all their strength. One after another, terrifying wails echoed in Shen Lin's ears.
Such a scene is enough to make an ordinary ghost controller despair on the spot, but Shen Lin's expression did not change much. He worked hard to sense everything around him, as if the terrifying scenes around him had nothing to do with him.
"Boom!"
There was a slight tremor, but Shen Lin keenly noticed that few things could escape his perception under the cover of the ghost world. The figure seemed to have walked into a scroll and disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already next to a certain bookshelf. .
"Is this here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bookshelf trembled more violently. The approaching ghost candle seemed to attract Li Gui even more. As the bookshelf trembled violently, many books fell to the ground. In the end, about ten books remained.
The ghost's trembling connected the entire bookshelf, and then the entire story world trembled.
The perception of the ghost realm is still there, but under such circumstances it is impossible to distinguish accurately.
Shen Lin didn't have much anxiety. The first restlessness was here. The evil ghost must be right here, among the remaining books.
This has narrowed his scope considerably.
The rest is not something that should be considered now.
He took out the folded gold box directly from his arms, pressed the button to restore it to its original shape, and threw the remaining dozen books in the bookshelf into it.
The next second, the ghost candle was extinguished, the lid was closed, and the precarious story world around it completely disappeared.
"Success!"
The immediate disappearance of the story world is telling, and the ghost story has been successfully imprisoned.
With his body flashing, Shen Lin disappeared into the gray-white world. Now was obviously not the time for surprises. He needed to leave this place as soon as possible.
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