novel-bin Chapter 31 The Door You Can't Leave
Chapter 31 The Door You Can't Leave
They've come after all.
Lin Yuan's face darkened. He wasn't particularly flustered, just feeling very frustrated. "I really oversimplified things. If medication could really cure narcolepsy and delusions, even professional doctors wouldn't be struggling with this. But I shouldn't have been confused just now. Could it be that my condition has worsened?"
In the past, his illness would have had warning signs, such as a momentary blurring of consciousness followed by falling asleep, with his consciousness entering a delusional or hallucinatory state.
But what about this time?
He remained fully conscious and showed none of the symptoms he had previously experienced.
At the same time, he suddenly felt something strange, especially in his mind, where the eerie opera and female opera singing were very faint, as if they had almost disappeared.
The only thing that could be heard clearly was the music playing not far behind me.
"Last time in the illusion, I used the method of corroding the play patterns to turn that small section of the corridor into a pseudo ghost domain, trapping Wang Xiaoqiang and Ye Feng. The fierce ghost revived without any resistance, attracting the source ghost. So I have already died once before I woke up."
"Logically speaking, I should have returned to normal by now, but the curse is still there. Although it is very slight and almost negligible, it is real."
"So, even if I die in this delusional illusion, as long as I don't imprison that ghost, I'll be cursed and continue to attract it? And now I've become a natural ghost tamer?"
The most obvious point is...
The painted lines on his left cheek were still there, but they no longer covered half of his face. Instead, there were only a few lines around his left eye, which looked like some embellishments and were not at all recognizable as part of the facial makeup.
In a short while, Lin Yuan basically understood his own situation and also made some guesses. "It seems that this opera singer is the source of this delusional illusion. To completely end this dream, we at least need to imprison this ghost, or completely control it?"
My thoughts were interrupted by a flurry of footsteps.
The people who were originally listening to the music in the pavilion all ran towards Lin Yuan, and their faces were all covered with different opera masks.
Ghost slave!
There were more than thirty ghost slaves.
Behind this group of ghost slaves, in the pavilion, the scantily clad female anchor still stood there, singing a tune, without chasing after them.
To Lin Yuan's relief, the beautiful anchorwoman hadn't changed into a theatrical robe; she had only put on an actor's mask.
It's not the source ghost!
The number thirty-something might not sound like much, but when thirty-something ghost servants rushed towards them, there was a considerable amount of pressure.
Lin Yuan snorted coldly, "Mere ghost slaves? I am a cursed ghost tamer!"
Last time, at the end of the delusional illusion, he even deliberately guided the vengeful ghost to revive, demonstrating an extreme familiarity with his own supernatural powers.
The core techniques are still only three: theatrical pattern erosion, actor's face removal, and mirror travel, but there are many tricks to actually using them.
Creating a ghost-like space by eroding the surrounding environment with playful patterns is a very practical method.
Aside from the inability to achieve the free movement and rainbow transformation of a true ghost realm, it will also exert great suppression on ghost tamers and fierce ghosts who do not possess a ghost realm.
A mere thirty-odd ghost servants?
Lin Yuan didn't take it seriously at all. After all, he wasn't afraid of the vengeful ghosts resurrecting. At worst, he would just die once, which could be considered a kind of restart.
The pupils in his eyes disappeared, replaced by complete theatrical facial makeup.
However, he wasn't looking at the shadows behind the ghost slaves, but at the cobblestone path beneath his feet.
As his "gaze" focused, colorful patterns began to appear on the bluestone slab, but this process was too slow.
Before even a meter of space was covered, the fastest ghost servant had already rushed in front of them.
In his current state, he has too little supernatural power to use, and the level of terror is too low; he can't even stop the ghost servants!
"Bang!"
Lin Yuan immediately gave up using his supernatural powers, kicked the ghost servant at the front, sending him back several steps, and blocked the ghost servants behind him. Then he turned and ran.
So, in this lakeside park, amidst the plaintive opera of the beautiful anchorwoman, Lin Yuan, alone with over thirty ghost slaves, began a marathon-like long-distance run.
"Luckily, these ghost slaves have no self-awareness, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape. We're almost there!"
Based on past experience, this lakeside park should also be embedded in the mysteriously revived world, and the scene before him confirmed his idea.
He had already run to the park exit and could see the street outside the park gate, as well as pedestrians and passing vehicles.
Charge out!
Lin Yuan didn't hesitate at all, nor was he too worried.
Although the identities of the ghost slaves behind him were terrifying, they were not the source ghosts, nor did they exist like the ghost infants at various stages of the starving ghosts.
With a little courage, even an ordinary person can fight back and kill them.
If there hadn't been so many, if there had only been two or three, Lin Yuan wouldn't have even bothered to run away.
"If it's Dachang City, I wonder if Zhou Zheng is still attending classes at No. 7 Middle School..."
Suppressing his irritation, Lin Yuan led over thirty ghost servants out of the park gate. However, what greeted him was not the bright sunshine outside the park or the surprised looks of passersby.
On the contrary, he actually faced off against more than thirty ghost servants head-on.
What's going on?
Lin Yuan was shocked, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough. He dodged to the side as the ghost servant pounced on him, and when he looked back, his heart sank completely.
He is still in the park, on the grass next to the park gate.
What about those demon slaves?
The few ghost servants at the front were startled by Lin Yuan and rushed out of the park gate as well. However, strangely, they did not rush to the sidewalk outside the park.
in contrast.
The moment they rushed out of the gate, they rushed back into the park in the same manner, colliding with the ghost slaves behind them and falling into a heap.
It was a rather comical scene, but Lin Yuan couldn't laugh at all. He gritted his teeth and said, "This is... a ghost realm?"
That's right, it's the Ghost Realm!
This lakeside park has been shrouded in a ghostly aura, so neither he nor the ghost slaves can escape. No wonder that despite the constant flow of people outside, no one has noticed anything unusual about the park.
tread!
tread!tread!
The ghost slaves chased after him again. Lin Yuan didn't want to die at their hands; it would be too painful. So he could only force himself to keep running despite his exhaustion.