C20 Phantom

I hurried over and pulled, but I couldn't pull!

"There's no need to pull. Even if I had used up all my strength, I still wouldn't have been able to pull it." The old Daoist said indifferently.

"What a pit, what should we do, what is going on!?" If Lin Xin'er comes back and sees us in her bathroom, it will be terrible! "

The old Daoist looked at me with disdain. "I didn't expect you to be afraid of this. Could it be that you're not afraid of the ghosts here?"

"Aren't you here?" Even though I said that, I was actually quite afraid of the ghost.

Hurry up and come out with the old Taoist. Seeing that he isn't going to be crippled by the old Taoist, it's really hard for my nerves to take such a mysterious act.

The old man looked at me and gave a helpless sigh. He stopped talking and looked around.

Then the old man lightly tugged at the hem of my shirt and told me to look at the floor. I looked down and saw a blurry figure with unkempt hair and an unreadable face hanging upside down from the ceiling, whether it was a man or a woman.

When I saw it, I was stunned. My heart beat faster and my breathing quickened.

The old Daoist put his mouth close to my ear and whispered, "Don't make a sound. Don't raise your head either."

At a time like this, even if he wanted me to, I wouldn't dare. I didn't want to have a confrontation with that ghost on the ceiling.

At this moment, Tick...

There's a drop of water on my face...

Drops from the ceiling...

So it turns out that the dripping wasn't only from the towel, but also from the ghost on the ceiling!

The old Daoist sneakily took out a Eight Trigrams Mirror and chanted an incantation before suddenly shooting it at the ceiling. A beam of golden light instantly shot towards the ceiling like a laser beam.

However, this move was caught off guard, and was not exchanged for that ghost's scream …

The old Daoist looked up and saw a crack in the drainpipe on the ceiling. In other words, the water droplets that dripped from the ceiling were not the ghost's. Then, what was that reflection on the floor?

The old Daoist was immediately shocked and shouted, "I've fallen into his trap!"

As expected, the next second, the old Daoist and I suddenly sink down from the floor and enter a mountain forest that is shrouded in darkness.

This was the unmarked cemetery, and all around it, rows of two to three meters long Yin Fragrance Trees were planted.

The sky was dark, with no moon or stars. A chilly wind blew past, and the lush leaves of the Yin Fragrance Tree rustled in the air. The surroundings were gloomy, as if they were from hell.

I looked around and felt a chill run down my spine.

I asked the elder, "What's going on? Why are we here?"

"This should be an illusion created by that ghost. That ghost was under the floor under our feet. He used the reflective light reflecting off the floor to make us think that he was on the ceiling. He wanted to drag you and me into this illusion while I was attacking the ceiling. " The old Daoist said lightly

He didn't seem to be afraid at all.

As for me, I couldn't control my trembling. This was a cemetery, and it was extremely creepy. One look and I could tell that this was a place where ghosts roamed about.

"Then what should we do now?" My voice was trembling.

"Find the exit to the illusion world."

"How?"

The old Daoist shrugged his shoulders and said, "The illusions created by each ghost are all different. Furthermore, they have no patterns. I don't know where the exit to the illusions is, so I might as well look for it."

I cursed in my heart: Damn you, old Taoist, what time is it for you to say such unconstructive words!

That's right, "the old Daoist continued." Don't think that just because you're in an illusion that the ghosts can't hurt you. If you die here, the real you will also die because of your nerves.

Earlier, I wanted to ask, if I die here, I will wake up from the illusion, just like in the dream stealing space. But the old Daoist's words immediately poured cold water on me.

It seemed like escaping from this place using a suicidal method wouldn't work.

The old Daoist continued, "The ghosts here are illusions formed by the ghost in the bathroom using spiritual force. As long as you injure the ghost here, the ghost in reality will also be injured. Hmm, perhaps the ghost is injured and its abilities are weakened, causing the illusion to collapse."

"In other words, we don't need to find an exit. We just need to kill the ghosts here?"

"In your dreams, the ghost here is an illusion, so its strength is hundreds of times stronger than in real life. That ghost is the one who pulled us here, so his chances of winning are much higher this way. Right now, I am not certain that I can defeat the ghost that appeared here. "

When I heard these words, my scalp went numb. Doesn't that mean that the current situation is very disadvantageous for us?

Tick...

The sound of dripping water suddenly reverberated in the air.

"Whooosh." A cold wind blew, rustling, rustling, and my spine was chilled by it.

I shivered, my heart caught in my throat and in my eyes.

Silent, terrifying silence …

I looked around and saw that the earth around the grave had actually loosened up. There was a rustling sound in the earth, as if there were insects moving in it.

The grave, through the loose earth, began to stink of dead bodies...

The old Daoist scanned the surroundings and his expression became extremely solemn. His long eyebrows slightly moved.

An ominous omen, like the strong stench of corpses, shrouded my heart …

"Rustle, rustle …" The sound of the earth loosening became clearer and clearer.

I approached the old Daoist and said weakly, "What do we do now?"

The old Daoist said, "Let's wait for them to come out."

I looked around, the graves here were all on their own, there were thousands of them even without ten thousand, it was even more than trees, if they all came out, wouldn't that mean that there were hundreds of ghosts living at night?

"Let's just run. There are too many of them." I consider myself to have given a wiser suggestion.

However, the old Daoist said coolly, "Then you can escape by yourself."

I was so angry that black lines immediately appeared on my forehead. Damn you, old Taoist, at such a time, you're still spouting such words!

The old Daoist then added, "You forget that we're inside an illusion. If you can't find the exit, even if you have a jet, you won't be able to escape."

The old Daoist patted my shoulder and handed me a Eight Trigrams Mirror before giving me some talismans. "Put on this Eight Trigrams Mirror and the ghost won't come on top of you. Don't be scared later on.

I 'Oh' for a moment before rolling my eyes at the old Daoist. "There's a huge difference between this and posting a small advertisement, okay!?"

The old Daoist said, "It doesn't make much of a difference. If you stick it well, you'll be fine. If you don't stick it well, you'll be chased by ghosts. Eh, if you don't stick it well, you'll be chased by the security guards. It's essentially the same."

I couldn't help but smile wryly. This was a god-like comparison. There was clearly a difference.

The old Daoist continued, "Alright, now is your chance to train your courage." Then the old Daoist said in poor Cantonese, "Go live by yourself!" Before he finished his sentence, the old Daoist leapt into the air and stood on a grave ten meters away from me.

The old man looked around, and I kept an eye on my surroundings.

The night was very dark and quiet. A cold wind blew, making the surrounding Yin Fragrance Trees rustle, and the sound of dripping water from an unknown place.

I held the paper charm in my hand. My palm was already sweating.

At this moment, a sinister and slow voice suddenly echoed in the air. "You stepped on my head …"

I jumped back in fright and was relieved to find that I was standing on flat ground.

When he looked at the old Daoist, who was still stepping on the grave, he lowered his head and lightly said, "So what if I'm stepping on you? I'm just here to step on you."

"Eh …"

When the ghost realized that he didn't scare the old Daoist, he couldn't help but be surprised. I thought back to how he looked and couldn't help but smile. I didn't expect him to have such a reaction.

"Lad, what are you laughing at?"

A low, sinister voice suddenly came from behind me...

My heart immediately skipped a beat. I slowly turned my head around and saw a hunchbacked old man standing behind me.

When the old man saw me looking back, his lips curled up into a strange smile.