Chapter 138: Face newspaper

An elderly person living alone has no relatives, no phone, and no friends to contact.
When he disappeared silently from this world...
What is the probability of being discovered immediately?
Su Zimo has not experienced such a thing, so he does not know. But if Grandpa Hong at the moment is true, then he is equivalent to being trapped in the shell for more than three months, shouting day and night hoping for help, but no one can respond to his voice.
Su Zimo experienced that feeling for four years.
After that kind of torture, it is not strange that Uncle Hong will become a ghost. It’s just that this reincarnation world that keeps people from dying, a kind old man, and that touching suicide note make the word
warm
On those experienced.
Even let them ignore, the nightmare world... originally existed because of the ghost!
The ghost of this world is Uncle Hong!
It's no ordinary ghost at all!
Uncle Hong's existence is actually similar to Zhang Xiaoqing's position in her nightmare world. Uncle Li Guihong, who was tortured in the dark because of loneliness, created a world he wanted in the nightmare world.
In this world, Lin Hao and Lin Ren, who lost the life of Uncle Hong by mistake, are uneasy. Even as long as others don’t find the death of Uncle Hong, the two sisters will continue to have accidental deaths until they wake up.
The two sisters will burst into tears at seeing Uncle Hong’s prepared suicide note in advance, and even an old man like Chen Po who cares and understands Uncle Hong will appear.
In fact, Su Zimo even suspected that in Uncle Hong’s real experience, Chen Po may only be a nod to meet occasionally, Lin Hao and Lin Ren may also be careless, otherwise they will not wait until more than three months to pass After the smell came out, someone discovered that Uncle Hong had an accident.
All this may just be a dream that looks more real.
Based on reality and different from reality, it is a world that makes Uncle Hong satisfied.
And now, this false world is broken by them!
It's just Su Zimo's blink of an eye, the Liangtang police station where they were originally disappeared, and he returned to the original street with everyone.
But... the old bustling old streets have changed to a completely different way.
The whole street revealed a feeling of being completely abandoned!
All the shops closed the metal shutter door, and countless waste newspapers with invisible contents were greeted by the cold wind. The huge cold wind blew on the metal shutter door and banged.
The whole street was empty, except for Su Zimo's breathing, all he could hear was the endless wind.
There are also waste newspapers flying all over the sky, even flying directly to them.
The whole world suddenly seemed to have no living people except the experienced ones.
Even the "Treasure Hunting Doll" returned to Su Zimo's feet again. This time Su Zimo didn't let her leave again, but embraced the treasure hunting doll again.
The treasure hunter, which didn't have any weight, suddenly gained a lot of weight, but Su Zimo, who has been strengthened, seems to be quite relaxed. Treasure hunting during this time seems to have made this doll a good harvest.
At this moment, Su Zimo and they were standing on the abandoned street, facing the dark and narrow familiar corridor.
At the junction of the corridor day and darkness, a figure wearing coarse clothes stood there. Although he could not see the other person's appearance, Su Zimo could guess that it was Grandpa Hong who was stimulated to possibly run away.
The four college students panicked again. Before they felt relieved because they felt that this nightmare world did not need combat power at all, so even their attitude towards seniors gradually became ordinary.
But this time...the environment at this time looks completely "peaceful"!
"That... Captain Cheng, what are we going to do now? The only ghost weapon we can use for fighting is only a short knife!" The college student who got into trouble because of too much talk suddenly became panic.
"Stand behind you!" Cheng Yun didn't say much. Maybe he didn't think the college students did it on purpose, so he didn't care.
Su Zimo also looked down at the exorcism sachet that was still tied around his waist, and then looked at Cheng Yun, who was standing in the front, and could not help but sigh. However, he was not prepared to interfere at the beginning. After all, Cheng Yun and these seniors have their own skills, and ordinary fierce ghosts are not their opponents.
When thinking about this, Dr. Jin had taken out her two-star ghost scalpel from the pocket of the white coat. Before Bai Mann had only the most common one-star ghost scalpel, this time he took out a second Star-shaped folding knife, Cheng Yun's weapon is a short sickle in his backpack.
Compared with other bells and whistles, ghosts in the shape of cold weapons are more convenient for seniors.
Su Zimo glanced at the attributes of several ghosts, and they were all simple enough to cause damage to the ghosts, but with the help of the veteran's physique, a few ghosts could naturally exert their effects as much as possible.
Originally Cheng Yun thought that Uncle Li Guihong would rush over directly, but did not expect Li Gui to stand there all the time, but the wind in their hands was getting bigger and stronger!
There are more and more newspapers flying from nowhere, more and more...
That kind of feeling, although it didn't give the practitioners a sense of crisis, made people tremble, tensed all over, and couldn't help going back.
In the next second, Cheng Yun flicked away a newspaper flying towards his face, and then everyone including Su Zimo held his breath—
That black and white colorless newspaper, printed with Lin Hao's smiling face, is exaggerated, like a clown!
When I didn’t look carefully before, everyone felt that the newspapers flying in the air were printed with various ambiguous words and pictures, and they could not capture any useful information at all.
But at this moment, not only the newspaper that was thrown away by Cheng Yun, all the content in the newspapers became obscure text and large black and white pictures. Those pictures were all those Su Zimo had seen before. !
Lin Hao, Lin Ren, Chen Po, mother selling vegetables, hardware store owner, truck driver, food stall owner, western restaurant waiter...
The faces of everyone they have seen in this world have been printed on those weird newspapers, and the newspapers that seem to have been kneaded have been blown by the growing wind like the flowers and leaves Hidden weapons pounced on their faces.
"hiss--"
The sickle in Cheng Yun's hand decisively cut another newspaper that was rushing towards him. When the newspaper was torn, the face on the black and white picture in the newspaper seemed to shout silently.
"Start looking for a place where you can take refuge!" Cheng Yun shouted in the strong wind.
But at this moment, it is not easy to find a place where you can avoid the wind. All the shops are closed. If they hide in the corridor directly in front, they may avoid the newspaper.
Uncle Li Guihong stood in the corridor, blocking their way.