At this moment, Takuma Asakura felt his hair stand on end!
The small bathroom was already cramped for his height. Especially separated by the bathroom. This kind of cramping, in the glimpse of the dead soul just now, turned into a suppressed fear.
The lights suddenly went out, and it took everyone time to adjust to the sudden darkness. A suffocating silence was revealed in the darkness where the fingers could not be seen. Like... a late-night cemetery.
Every sound is a source of terror.
"Gudong..." An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly filled his heart, and cold sweat broke out on Takuma Asakura's forehead involuntarily. There is a voice in my heart screaming wildly: escape! Run away now! leave here!
Without any hesitation, he turned around immediately and opened the door immediately. However…
Can't unscrew!
There is no locked door at all, and it cannot be opened no matter what at this moment! The same sense of terror as electrification reaches Tianling Gai. He hammered the door like crazy. Even kicked it with all his might. However, with his strength, the ordinary wooden door that was usually deformed with a kick. At this moment, it is like a steel plate, unable to kick at all!
"Ha...ha..." After ten minutes of trying his best, he felt his legs go numb. Out of breath, he stepped back to the washstand. Roaring and shouting: "Iwatani! Iwatani-kun!! What are you doing?! Answer me!!"
However, there is no answer.
However, at this moment, goosebumps covered his whole body! Desperately retreating to the corner of the bathroom, he stopped in shock until his back was against the cold wall.
someone is looking at themselves...
Right next to you! right behind you!
Who is... Who is here? Even though he had seen blood on his hands, he was shaking violently at the moment. After a vigilant look around, his eyes suddenly froze. Looking straight ahead, in the next second, cold sweat frantically poured out, my legs softened, and I almost sat on the ground!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Because right in front of him, in that half-length mirror... his shadow is also staring at him!
It's not his terrified form, but... just like a few minutes ago, standing on the other side of the mirror, motionless, staring at him in the dark.
Like a corpse's self.
"This... What the hell is going on here? Are there ghosts? Are there really ghosts?" His voice even trembled and he cried, and at the same time, the self in the mirror suddenly turned his head. Look to the other side.
On the other side... He looked to the other side... It's not me... What the hell is this? No... the other side... what's on the other side
The rapid breathing was suppressed low and heavy. He suddenly trembled, and turned his head mechanically.
On the other side... is the bathroom...
Just the next second he looked at it, all of a sudden! Yuba in the bathroom, the faucet squirts water wildly at the same time! Asakura Takuma screamed, crouched down like crazy, pulled his hair with both hands, and closed his eyes tightly.
There are ghosts... there are ghosts!
There are definitely unclean monsters here!
Whoops... The faucet stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of the Yuba, and the pale moonlight was projected from the welded window on the wall. Hazy... He trembled all over and found... A shadow of a person was reflected on the frosted glass of the bathroom!
The other party is taking a shower and rubbing his body. It was such an ordinary action, but it brought him a terrifying, hell-like experience!
It's impossible... It's definitely not human inside! He looked at it just now, and the bathroom was empty.
The Adam's apple was sore, and the limbs seemed to be stiff. In the cramped hut, a person suddenly appeared, and there was no reflection of himself in the mirror... All of this was about to drive him crazy.
He just wanted to get away from the bathroom at the moment. As if separated by frosted glass, there is a ghost.
Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded in the bathroom. Hard to hear, like the sound of a cat scratching on glass, but with a rhythm.
"かごめ, かごめ. Cage slits, cage slits."
"かごの中の鳥は/The bird in the cage... いついつ出やる/I want to run all the time..."
"Ye Ming けのばんに/On that night before dawn... Crane と亀が Slipping った/Crane and Turtle slipped..."
Asakura Takuma's back and palms were already covered in cold sweat. The ballad, he knew, was called... Cage.
And the next sentence, he also knows.
He didn't make him wait, and after a pause, the voice in the bathroom rang again, but this sentence was not sung by the other party.
But... word by word, with the self in the mirror... read it out!
"Who is the front of the back?"
Behind... Who is facing you
Asakura Takuma also read it out, and when he finished, his voice stopped abruptly. Because... an icy hand, in this dark and cramped space, touched his cheek from the wall he was against...
"what!!!!!"
After a few minutes.
In the same room, the man reading the newspaper on the sofa heard the sound of the door opening, and said without raising his head, "Finished?"
no answer.
Only the sound of footsteps, like a zombie, dong dong... dong dong came towards him.
The other party was about to flip through the newspaper when his brows suddenly stopped.
Bloody smell...
Such a strong bloody smell...
He raised his head slightly, unable to see the whole picture, only two feet, walking towards him like a zombie.
Those are Asakura's slippers...
"Heh..." The man took a deep breath, his hand suddenly stretched into the armpit of his suit, and the speed at which he drew the gun was not unpleasant, but just as he raised the gun, he was completely stunned.
The next second, his teeth began to chatter, his pupils shrank, his body involuntarily retreated, and cold sweat flowed down like spring water.
That's not Asakura...
That's a corpse... a living corpse.
Wearing Asakura's clothes, there is no head on the neck! The corpse's hand... grabbed the other party's messy hair and held it in his hand.
"Are you going to shoot me?" Asakura's head has no lower jaw, and the lower jaw is in the other hand. At this moment, the other party is like a puppet, breaking his upper and lower jaws, and actually said a complete sentence.
Asakura's head turned to the man, and his dull eyes stared straight at him: "You really want to shoot me?"
"Death!" The sense of fear broke through the man's heart instantly, and the sound of gunshots rang out. However, no sound could be heard from this room.
After another five minutes, the quiet room suddenly opened. Asakura and the man came out intact.
"I have to say that Huaguo's theory of the underworld is correct." Asakura said lightly: "There are three fires in a person. When facing emotional breakdown, the three fires are faint and invisible. At that time, it was us who belonged to the underworld. when you are at your best."
"If it wasn't for Yin and Yang not being allowed to meet, why would we be so troublesome." The man said, "But it's just right, one person has one body. This identity can be entered into the collection room with integrity. It's really perfect."
He looked at his mobile phone: "There are still thirty minutes, then... let's go to inform the distinguished valve owner now?"
… … … … … … …
Half past three.
With the melodious sound of the ship, Qin Ye opened his eyes.
It can be clearly felt that the cruise ship has begun to move. He waited silently for a minute, then sat up suddenly.
The snow-white shirt was rolled up to his arms, and Ming Shiyin was tied into the clothes, and he walked to the door lightly.
"In an hour just now, two forces fluctuated." He didn't open the door immediately, he squinted at the doorknob: "One is true qi, the other is yin qi. Both are at the level of impermanence. The number of people is unknown. Master Ming ?"
Ming Shiyin said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I have already done the monitoring of the monitor where you are going. The collection room is located at the bottom of the cabin, just follow my instructions. When will you change?"
"Not in a hurry for now." Qin Ye looked at the deep corridor, and there was no one in the corridor at the moment. The lonely passage, the slightly shaking ground, makes people feel... This passage seems to lead to hell.
"The difference is going to be unprepared. Now, the goal is too obvious."
Sha... Sha... The leather shoes stepped on the carpet in the cabin, softly and silently, Qin Ye was not in a hurry. Jiade has a lot of items in the auction this time, and it will take at least an hour to check the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl in the finale. Sixty minutes is enough to do a lot of things.
The interior of the ship is very similar to the building, and the passage leading to the ground floor is a safe passage like a shopping mall. The green human-shaped symbol was supposed to represent passage, but standing at the entrance of the passage, for some reason, Qin Ye only felt cold, and the scene in front of him shook slightly.
"Yin Qi leaves the body." He took a deep look at the half-open door and the deep passage behind, full of pale lights. It seems that walking down from here leads to an underwater cemetery.
The light is too white, too dazzling. I could even hear it coming from behind the door, like weeping and complaining... The ghosts were crying.
Silent silence and depression, when you touch this door, you can feel an extreme ominousness. A trace of icy aura, like a morgue, kept coming out from behind the door.
It seems to remind all living people that this is the gate of hell at sea.
The living stop, and the ghosts pass.
"Usually when we come here, ordinary people will not go any further because of their instinctive resistance." Qin Ye's hand gently slid across the door: "It's like we instinctively avoid dark places in the middle of the night. Because... there are Unknown danger, and...something unclean..."
As his hand swiped, lines of bloody Japanese appeared on the door. This is a secret enchantment spell that humans cannot see at all. What is even more surprising is that another golden Sanskrit is overlaid on these scarlet words. Alternating red and gold, like the gate of a madhouse infested by ghosts.
"Two groups of people. The words are written in blood, and the yin qi is very heavy. It's the same as what we experienced at Donghai North Station... They are the same group of people... It's so good..." Qin Ye licked his lips: "I can have it here. The result is really good…”
Ming Shiyin continued: "The other text is also a secret enchantment spell, but it comes from Japanese Tantra. It should be someone from Onmyoji. They couldn't see the text of the yin, so they directly covered it."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Qin Ye raised his eyebrows, and walked in with a sneer, "This should be the last investigation before the East China Sea War. The supporting characters are all on the stage. As the protagonists, shouldn't we also be on stage? ?"
Boom... The door slammed shut behind them as they entered. The lights on the top of the head were all extinguished, and then the emergency lights came on. A dim blood-like light gradually enveloped the descending stairs.
Like the entrance to hell, if there are thousands of ghosts crying, the sound is in the ear, and the layers are fascinating.
Go in, it's a carnival with Specter!