The dissolution of the gun confirms Tiaozi's assertion that the gun is fake.
Hu Xuan is a meticulous police officer, after witnessing such an abnormality, he also doubted the authenticity of his environment.
"Zhang Tiao, how did we get out? How did that ghost do it?"
After Zhang Tiao heard what Hu Xuan said, he also believed that Hu Xuan in front of him was real. He breathed a sigh of relief, showed his handcuffs, and said, "Untie it for me! I'll find a way!"
Hu Xuan nodded quickly and touched his pocket. He actually found out a bunch of keys. He inserted it into the keyhole of the handcuffs and twisted it slightly. The handcuffs unexpectedly opened.
"The handcuffs are real, this is my handcuffs..."
Hu Xuan knew that an X-shaped notch was left on his handcuffs, which he left on purpose to prevent the items from being confused with other police officers.
Now that Tiaozi was free again, he quickly stood up, opened the door of the interrogation room, and looked out.
There is a group of people walking back and forth on this outer promenade. From the clothing, it can be seen that these people are not police officers, but a group of ordinary people dressed in rustic clothes. Among these people, Tiaozi actually saw the first being possessed by a cat. An elegant seventy-year-old lady.
"These are all from the village, how could they be here?" Hu Xuan then poked his head out of the door, and his expression sank when he saw the strange crowd outside the door.
All of them were not sluggish, like walking corpses, walking irregularly, and even hitting the wall before turning their heads, obviously unconscious.
Tiaozi didn't dare to determine whether these people were illusions or living villagers, but if it was true, what kind of ghost the old lady was, he shouldn't be dead, and the corpse is now lying in his home waiting for others to collect it.
"Uncle..." Just when the note hadn't figured out the situation and didn't dare to go out, a girl's voice came from the direction of the corridor on his right.
Tiaozi looked at it smoothly again. A little girl in red was standing alone at the end of the corridor on the right. Her appearance was almost the same as the girl's body found by Tiaozi on the second floor of the concrete building, except that the one in front of her looked like A living human being.
Wrong...
Tiaozi quickly denied his judgment, because when he stepped forward to observe, he found that the girl's body was translucent, and a thin layer of mist surrounded her body.
"Uncle, can you see me?" The girl looked very docile, not as arrogant as the ghosts encountered before, but the strip couldn't relax his vigilance because of this. He stopped and asked cautiously:
"What's your name? Kid..." This sounds like a polite remark, but it's actually the best way to test whether the ghost in front of you is harmful.
If the ghost in front of you is a fierce ghost, it will never answer this question, because resentment will force them to kill, and there is no way to communicate with others. If it is just an ordinary ghost, the situation is often the opposite.
"Jiayi.... Just call me Hu Jiayi." The girl replied calmly. From her eyes, the slip could not see the deception. When the slip was about to go up to figure out the situation, Hu Xuan held him.
"Isn't this kid gone? We saw her just now..." Hu Xuan said halfway through, he was afraid that the following words would stimulate the girl's soul.
"Yes, she looks very clean in spirit, she should have come earlier than us, and she will get some clues from her."
Hu Xuan felt that the note made sense, so he let go of the note.
Tiaozi slowly came to the girl's side, because she was not as tall as his belly button, so he squatted down intentionally.
"Jiayi, do you remember how you got in? What happened to the villagers?"
Jiayi frowned slightly, shook her head and said: "I don't remember, I was here when I woke up, and those people don't know what's wrong..., no response to any calls, by the way, who are you? I haven't seen you..."
It seems that Jiayi doesn't know anything about what's happening here. Tiaozi is a little disappointed, but she can't give up her mind to solve the mystery because of this.
"Officer Hu Xuan, this is an illusion created by ghosts. If I remember correctly, this is what the nightmare did..."
"Nightmare? What the hell!?" Hu Xuan didn't react to what the note said.
Tiaozi looked around and explained: "This is indeed a kind of ghost, and it's still a fierce ghost. It's extremely rare."
Nightmare, hence the name Siyi, means nightmare, but the nightmare here refers to a rare ghost.
It is mentioned in the Taoist book, but because the probability of encountering this kind of ghost is extremely low, the content of the record is not detailed.
During the Ming Dynasty, there was an extremely famous Taoist priest named Chen Zixu. His most outstanding dedication in his life was to leave a book called "Tao Fa Records", in which he wrote all the ghosts and monsters he encountered in his life. Common, uncommon, and even ghosts that are almost inaccessible to ordinary people are included in the book. Therefore, many new Taoist priests regard this as an encyclopedia, and even laymen like Tiaozi have roughly read this book.
In the last few pages of "Tao Fa Records", there is a ghost called Nightmare (the author claims to be a temporary name, and has not been changed). It is a kind of fierce ghost. It kills people invisible and extremely terrible. The way he kills happens to be through dreams. , By creating one or more dreams to trap the target in it, constantly creating horror hallucinations to torture the target, and constantly absorbing their spiritual power during this period until they are drained.
And this kind of ghost's coping method is not mentioned in the book. Tiaozi is thinking that this Taoist named Chen Zixu may not have encountered this kind of ghost at all.
"We are now trapped in ghost dreams, and we must find a way to get out, otherwise the results will be unimaginable."
Looking at the seemingly endless promenade and the villagers who had lost their souls, Tiaozi also wanted to quickly find a way to break the illusion, and led Jiayi Hu Xuan to the end of the promenade.
The corridor actually has an end. It is an iron door, and the place where the iron door leads is another unfamiliar environment. There is no longer a long corridor, but an open space. At this time, it is obviously dark inside the police station, but outside In the daytime, in the distance of the open space, the strip can clearly see the small-scale funeral home.
How can this police station be connected to this place
"This is the Lake City Funeral Home. It is not by our police station..." Tiao Zi is not the only one who finds it strange. Hu Xuan also felt that when he took out another set of larger keys in his pocket, Hu Xuan actually The door was opened. (Hu Xuan carries this key with him. The illusion is synchronized with the memory, so it can be opened.)
"I have the keys to most of the police station doors. This door originally leads to the detention room..."
With that said, Hu Xuan took the lead, and several people came to this well-lit open space one after another. After a few steps, the sky suddenly darkened, and the sliver raised his head. What hung over his head was no longer a scorching sun, but a round of dim light. The waning moon... ...
Everyone turned their heads, the police station behind this disappeared without a trace, and their brows wrinkled, realizing that the illusion was changing.
The nightmare can easily change the environment, as if the creator is orchestrate his prisoner. This is similar to the movie "Most Ghost Street" that Tiaozi once watched. The difference is that the damage of the dream is not real, but it can also bring great Pain, Tiaozi must not be allowed to be manipulated by ghosts, otherwise everyone will die here, just like boiling frogs in warm water, and the souls trapped here are destined to dissipate here and become tonics for ghosts.
Tiaozi took out the compass again and found that the situation was no different from the last time. The pointer turned messy and irregular, but from the movement trajectory of this compass, the tiaozhi saw some clues.
When the magnetic field is stable, there is no possibility for the pointer to rotate arbitrarily, unless it is a situation, that is, the magnetic field disorder in the place where they are located can be changed at will, and this also shows that this illusion has boundaries and is by no means boundless. Boundless, maybe you can find the answer to the illusion if you find the boundary.
In order to find the answer, Tiaozi pierced the rune sword fiercely into the soft and dry soil under his feet. After piercing it to a depth of about forty centimeters, he pulled out the blade again, and was surprised to find that the soil was dark and full of stickiness. Mud.
Sniffing carefully with his nose, there was an aura of decay. Haizi mentioned a kind of soil when digging his grave, but the clay on his sword had similar properties to what he said.
Haizi calls it "corpse soil", in a word, it is the soil fermented under the influence of Yin Qi in contact with the corpse for a long time.
Putting this soil on the eyelids is said to allow people to see through yin and yang and see things that ordinary people can't see. But how can there be such a thing under this clearing
Tiaozi wanted to find out, so he repeated the behavior just now, this time the blade was pierced deeper, and a few drops of blood were stained in the sticky black soil. Suddenly, he had a premonition and stood up suddenly.
"There is something below..."
Although he saw the bloody corpse for the first time, he knew the hidden danger behind it.
"What's the matter?" Hu Xuan felt strange, walked forward and wiped the dirt on the blade of the strip, sniffed it with his nose, and smelled a bloody smell.
In Tiaozi's common sense, there is only one situation with bloody corpses, and that is corpse transformation.
Before Tiaozi had time to answer Hu Xuan’s question, a scorched black hand broke out of the ground and suddenly grabbed his left leg. Tiaozi exclaimed in shock. This generally rotten flesh half-skeleton thing is both disgusting and scary, and this How could this kind of thing be born out of thin air.
He struggled with his legs, trying to get rid of this disgusting black hand, but his second hand also broke through the ground, and his other foot was also tightly grasped.
Hearing strange noises coming from under the mud, the owner of these hands also appeared with black mud. It was a decayed corpse, his forehead was covered with mud and he couldn’t see his original appearance. The place with the dual purpose is empty, like a bottomless black hole!