Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 493 [Domain 1 Gate] Headless Ghost (2)

Is that ghost beside you?

Why hasn't it made a move yet?

Just then, he suddenly saw Feng Yao point to her head.

头？

Suddenly, the long-haired man felt a jolt in his heart. He realized that his gaze had been fixed on the floor without him noticing.

And it's impossible to lift it up at all.

His head was hanging down, but he didn't even realize it!

and......

This ghost has no taboos.

He believed he hadn't done anything that would trigger the ghost, but for some reason, he was still haunted by it.

The long-haired man's heart sank. Almost instinctively, his hand reached into his pocket to activate the strange object!

As a faint fragrance filled the restaurant, a figure in pure white finally appeared before everyone's eyes.

A headless corpse dressed in mourning clothes stood silently in front of the man.

The figure vanished in an instant, disappearing once more.

The long-haired man's heart was pounding like a drum!

Although he had used his artifacts many times in previous domains, he was still unsure whether he would succeed this time.

After all, this was a high-level domain, and his first time participating in one.

A few seconds later.

A familiar sense of stagnation appeared on the man, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

To others, it simply meant that the mourning band on the man's forehead had suddenly disappeared.

Just then, Feng Yao suddenly frowned.

The aroma that filled the restaurant suddenly became stronger...

The source is right behind you!

She turned her head sharply and saw the NPC partner lower his head and sniff his sleeve.

The fragrance was emanating from him.

Almost instantly, Feng Yao understood the situation: the long-haired man had used a strange object to divert the ghost's attention to someone else!

The price he paid was that he was now stuck to the ground like glue, unable to move.

Judging from the man's relieved expression, it was clear that his cost would disappear before the strange object's effects wore off.

Behind me, I heard the rustling sound of mourning clothes sleeves.

In a flash, Feng Yao quickly thought:

They had only been in the domain for a short time, so it was unlikely that the ghosts were completely without taboos; they just hadn't discovered them yet.

But there's no time to test the waters now; all we can do is try to stay alive.

Feng Yao now faces two choices:

First, watch as Bai Shaohua is killed by a ghost, and try to find clues from the incident.

After all, he was just an NPC and had absolutely no ability to save his own life.

two......

Physical means prevented the ghost from killing him.

Feng Yao's expression changed rapidly. Hearing the rustling sounds approaching from behind, she looked at Bai Shaohua and saw that his face was very ugly and his eyes were slightly dark.

A white linen mourning band was also visible on the other person's head!

This is clearly a sign of a ghost-marked target.

Forget it.

Maybe after he dies, the next ghost will come after him.

Feng Yao immediately asked, "Can you feel anything on your head?"

"No."

Bai Shaohua touched his head and said softly.

"you listen to me."

Feng Yao clicked her tongue and spoke quickly: "You don't feel your head drooping, but listen to me. When I tell you to lift it, lift it up. Don't worry about anything else."

"it is good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Shaohua's head began to fall uncontrollably.

"look up!"

Feng Yao offered a reminder.

“…I can’t do it,” Bai Shaohua murmured.

Tsk!

Feng Yao's expression immediately turned ugly, but her hands moved with lightning speed, grabbing Bai Shaohua's chin and lifting it upwards.

Based on the intern's time of death, without resistance, his entire head would have been severed within ten seconds.

Once she actually got her hands on it, Feng Yao realized that the force pulling a person's head down was extremely strong.

But as a car mechanic, she was quite strong, and at this moment she gripped Bai Shaohua's chin tightly with both hands, resisting the downward force.

"You should put in some effort yourself!"

With gritted teeth, Feng Yao snapped irritably.

She quickly thought to herself that this method could only temporarily stop the problem and wouldn't last long.

The mourning band can only be seen and touched by others...

As a target, they don't even know they've been chosen or that their heads are drooping; they die without anyone noticing.

What exactly is the origin of this ghost?

Why did they specifically target them?

Moreover, Feng Yao couldn't discern any taboos associated with the headless ghost, causing her to waver in her previous assumptions.

This is only the first two hours of the first part of this domain.

Are they just that unlucky to run into an unsolvable problem?

Although Feng Yao has a magical artifact to protect her life, she doesn't want to use it as soon as the long-haired man does; it's too early now.

As she pondered, the veins on her arms bulged, but the man's head continued to slowly, bit by bit, droop downwards.

And it was at this moment...

suddenly.

The fragrance that lingered around Bai Shaohua disappeared.

At the same time, he suddenly stood up, knocking over the tea and fruit plates on the table, getting them all over himself.

But the mourning sash was also missing.

"One minute."

Bai Shaohua blurted out a sentence out of the blue.

"what?"

Feng Yao was startled, then suddenly realized what she meant, and her expression changed drastically.

She immediately turned her head and looked at the interns behind her.

One of them hid with the others, but no one noticed that he had a mourning band around his head.

Ten seconds later.

He suddenly lowered his head slowly.

Feng Yao ran towards that direction almost immediately, but just then, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw a hint of guilt on the face of the long-haired man who used the strange object.

He remained frozen in place.

It's not a ghost; it only bothers people for a minute.

Rather, it's that distracting fragrance that will only linger on a single person for a minute at most.

Then it will be transferred to someone else.

In other words, it will be my turn sooner or later!

Damn!

Just as Feng Yao was filled with rage, Bai Shaohua silently walked towards the long-haired man and took the walkie-talkie from his hand.

He walked all the way to the door, far away from the intern who was now haunted by a ghost, before he saw the green light on the walkie-talkie turn on.

"Hello, receptionist."

Bai Shaohua said softly.

"Are you... from the restaurant?"

"How can you talk to us? Is it a ghost?"

The voice on the other end changed; it was different from the male voice that had previously informed them of the ghost. This one was filled with intense fear.

"Disappeared."

Bai Shaohua said without blinking, "Let me out."

"What...how do I do it?"

"It's very simple, just give me a task."

There was a two-second silence on the other end before someone tentatively asked, "Would you like some fruit brought over?"

"Where to send it?"

"front desk."

"OK." Bai Shaohua put the walkie-talkie back in his pocket.

He picked up an apple from the table next to him, and as he turned around, he saw another head rolling on the ground, its pale face filled with horror.

The woman named Feng Yao, whose hands were covered in calluses, was facing away from him, her whole body tense.

A plain linen cloth was tied around her head.

"Feng Yao, head."

Bai Shaohua called out, and before the other person could turn around, he pushed open the door and walked out on his own.

In the lobby, a boy who looked like an NPC stood nervously behind the front desk. When he saw Bai Shaohua come out, his expression was one of surprise and uncertainty.

Outside the revolving door, several people were gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

Upon seeing him emerge, one of the black-haired boys paused for a moment, then looked at the walkie-talkie in the receptionist's hand.

"front desk......"

Chen Ji frowned slightly, already understanding.

The receptionist received the switchboard number.

The switchboard can issue tasks.

They can't leave here, but they can get others to go to specific areas!

The key prop is the walkie-talkie.

One walkie-talkie per work area.

But since this man knew, why...?

Was he the only one who came out?