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Chapter 371 The Subconscious Idealist Ghost

Zhang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

He found himself lying flat on a bed.

He sat up suddenly, but the breath he exhaled from his mouth and nose was very hot due to nervousness, and was no longer the white cold mist after he controlled the ghost lung.

My heart was beating fast and strong because of the tension, my lungs were no longer freezing cold, my stomach no longer cramped frequently, and I no longer had that strange feeling of hunger.

My internal organs are at peace as before I became a ghost rider.

All the supernatural beings in him disappeared, and he became an ordinary person again.

An ordinary person with flesh and blood.

At that moment, Zhang Xuan couldn't help feeling a little panic.

Feelings of fear and powerlessness spread throughout his heart for the first time in a long time.

But he suppressed it immediately. Zhang Xuan knew that this was the result of an attack by a vicious ghost.

That nameless evil spirit.

Although he had lost all his supernatural powers, his experience in dealing with supernatural events remained, and he was still the experienced captain.

Zhang Xuan stood up and looked around.

The floor was a cold wooden floor.

Broken furniture and miscellaneous items were piled up everywhere.

This was his temporary safe house while he was staying in New York State.

He is back?

Or is it an illusion constructed by an unknown evil spirit using his memories?
Zhang Xuan walked towards the window, his body swaying a little, and his head felt dizzy, which made his vision a little blurry.

Looking out the window, it was raining heavily outside and the wind was strong. The rain and the sky were mixed together. There was no one on the street, which was a strange gray-black color.

The huge raindrops were blown by the strong wind and hit the windows, making crackling sounds, as if someone was hitting them hard.

Zhang Xuan slowly lowered his head. Rainwater seeped in through the gaps in the window, leaving quite a few water stains on the ground.

It’s so cold!

He shivered.

After the rain came, the temperature seemed to drop a lot at once.

This feeling is so strange.

He slowly backed away, but the water stains on the ground moved forward bit by bit.

Zhang Xuan's expression changed slightly, which reminded him of the supernatural things he encountered when he went to Ghost Lake a year ago.

That time, I almost drowned in the lake. If it weren't for the magical item left to me by my grandfather, I would never have been able to get out of that strange lake.

"Da da--"

He was clearly the only one in the dark room, but the sound of footsteps was faint, as if there was more than one person.

On the pool of water where rainwater gathered, a pair of transparent footprints suddenly appeared and disappeared again.

There are ghosts! !
Zhang Xuan knew that he was definitely not seeing things. He tried to remain calm, but the dizziness in his head was getting stronger and stronger.

He patted his head, and the pain made the dizziness in his head disappear a little, and at least he walked more steadily.

But for some reason, his body was still shaking violently.

Maybe it's the cold, or maybe it's something else.

At this moment, a cold, pale arm stretched out from the rain and grabbed his ankle.

Zhang Xuan's heart almost stopped beating. He subconsciously struggled hard, but the hand disappeared in an instant. The unbalanced force made him fall backwards suddenly.

dizzy.

He forced himself to raise his head, enduring the pain, only to find that the puddle on the ground had disappeared and the window was closed properly.

There was never a leak.

There were only two lines of bloody footprints on the ground!

One group walked towards the window, and another group walked back from the window...

Extremely weird!

Zhang Xuan immediately lifted up his feet and looked carefully at the soles of his feet. He found that there was a scar on the soles of both feet.

His feet had been bleeding since the moment he woke up, but he hadn't noticed it until now.

and many more!

Zhang Xuan suddenly turned his head to look at the bed, and as soon as he saw it, he got goose bumps all over his body.

The lower half of the bed was covered in blood!

I actually lost so much blood!

No wonder I feel dizzy...

Zhang Xuan didn't know if he would really die if he bled to death in this ghostland of an unknown evil spirit.

But he didn't want to try it, so he quickly found a piece of bed sheet and temporarily tied up his injured and bleeding foot.

We must leave this weird room.

He chose this apartment as a safe house because it happened to be a well-known haunted house and the rent was very cheap.

Although he doesn't care about money, he is lurking in North America and sometimes needs to reduce his presence as much as possible.

Neighbors rumored that a black ghost would wail and cry every night, but no signs of anyone having lived there during the day were found.

After Zhang Xuan checked in, he discovered that a homeless black man had sneaked in at night to fly leaves.

Just as he finished bandaging the wounds on his feet.

suddenly!

A dark figure flashed past the corner of her eye, accompanied by a soft cry.

Zhang Xuan was stunned. His normal human instinct made him feel extremely frightened, but the ghost rider's rationality allowed him to remain calm.

No.

Zhang Xuan’s experience in dealing with supernatural events made him realize that staying here was not a good idea.

We must leave here quickly and wake up from this illusion or dream.

Zhang Xuan hurriedly put on his shoes and walked towards the door.

This type of door is very common in the United States. It is locked from the inside. In theory, it will not be locked as long as you open the door from inside the house.

The handle was very cold, but it was okay.

With a creak, and a little force from the hand, the door opened!
It went so smoothly?

Could it be that this evil spirit wants to force me outside?

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised.

Boom!Boom!
There was a knock on the window, and it wasn't the wind.

Immediately afterwards, a creaking sound was heard, as if the window was being moved open little by little from the outside.

Cold sweat instantly flowed down Zhang Xuan's forehead.

He suddenly opened the door!
As I stepped out of the room, the corridor was empty, with no one in sight.

However, he remembered that the apartment did not have carpet, and it was such a red carpet.

This is not normal.

Seeing this carpet, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but think of a haunted hotel he dealt with in Minnesota last month.

Same red carpet.

Looking at the red carpet on the corridor floor, a large mass of red began to spread in front of Zhang Xuan's eyes.

A series of strange images appeared in my mind.

"boom!"

The opened door was suddenly slammed shut with great force, making a loud noise.

Zhang Xuan turned his head to look at the door, and his pupils suddenly shrank into needles!

The door of this room is also red!
At the same time, a sound of footsteps that made her scalp tingle appeared above her head...

"despair……"

Zhang Xuan's breathing stagnated, and he quickly looked up at the top of the corridor. He saw it.

A blood-red footprint that is still dripping with blood!

That’s right, this is the evil ghost he imprisoned at that time!
Normally, he would have the power to suppress the evil spirits with his evil heart, evil lungs and evil stomach, but now there is no supernatural power in him.

Meeting a ghost is suicide!

run!
clap clap clap-

Every time his footsteps were heard, a pair of bloody footprints would appear on the ceiling above his head almost simultaneously!

It would be a crime to look at it any longer at this time. Zhang Xuan endured the severe pain in his feet and rushed downstairs.

Soon, he arrived on the first floor.

A typical redneck apartment manager was sitting at the door.

When he heard the voice, he turned around, smiled and nodded to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan's breathing stagnated and he stopped!
Because the administrator was clearly facing away from him, but his head was twisted 180 degrees in a terrifying way!

This is also a ghost!

There are at least three evil spirits in this apartment!

What the hell is this place? How am I supposed to get out?

Zhang Xuan looked outside the hotel where it was raining heavily. It seemed as if this was an isolated island.

Swish!Swish!
The rain gathered into waves and hit the walls of the apartment.

The cold lake water spread into the apartment, and Zhang Xuan kept retreating.

He looked outside again, and outside the apartment, there was a huge lake with no visible boundaries and covered by white mist.

I came to the ghost lake?
Hey!
Footsteps sounded behind him.

A complaining voice was close to his ear.

"Zhang Xuan, look back at me."
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"what happened?"

"The Meteorological Bureau predicts that due to the influence of the typhoon, Linhai County will experience severe convective weather, and some areas are at risk of landslides. Residents are advised to take shelter..."

Zhuang Boshi suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing in the middle of the street. The surrounding city logos and the weather forecast text scrolling on the screen told him.

This is his hometown, Linhai County.

People were coming and going as they passed by him. The weather at this moment was just as predicted, with dark clouds.

But most of the people going out did not bring umbrellas, so they seemed to be in a hurry and a little uneasy.

How could this be?
How could I return to my hometown?

He remembered that on this day, his hometown suffered a once-in-a-century flood due to a typhoon.

He stood at the doorstep and watched the ancient city being completely submerged.

This ghost, can read my inner thoughts?

Although Freddy can also read the fourth-level brain, I still feel that this skill is too cheap.

Theoretically, even if this world is an illusion, it can still cause real death.

I don’t know what happened to Yingkong and Zhang Xuan. It would be great if there was a way to contact them.

Zhuang Boshi was not worried about himself, but was worried about his two teammates.

After all, he is at the fourth level and in the Jindan stage. He is not afraid to travel around the world, and even the evil gods cannot suppress his strength.

He felt around his body and found that he had nothing on except the clothes he was wearing.

Moreover, he touched his forehead and the divine eye disappeared.

Fourth-order gene lock, spell power, true energy, golden elixir.

All disappeared without a trace.

"what?"

Zhuang Boshi immediately denied the illusion and dream. The fourth-level genetic lock could not be taken away even by the Lord God.

What went wrong.

at this time.

"You are my little apple—"

A cell phone placed on a chair by the street rang.

Zhuang Boshi turned his head to look at the mobile phone which was only three or five meters away from him, and his eyes gradually changed.

It was as if this call was made to him on purpose.

And it’s a cell phone ringtone from ten years ago.

Zhuang Boshi didn't take it and took a few steps back.

Can anyone else hear this call?

At this time, a middle-aged woman passing by walked in puzzled, picked up the phone and asked: "Hello, this phone was left outside, are you looking for it?"

Zhuang Boshi looked at her, and the doubts in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Is it really just an ordinary phone call?
As she was thinking this, blood began to seep out of the middle-aged woman's eyes, nose, and ears.

There is indeed a problem!

The middle-aged woman screamed and soon fell to the ground.

The bustling crowd gradually gathered around her, took out their mobile phones to take pictures of her, some called the police, and there was a lot of discussion.

Zhuang Boshi stood on the steps and watched the scene from a distance.

He instinctively felt that the call was definitely meaningful.

But first of all, I have to figure out what situation I am in.

Why did the ability disappear in an instant, or did I really travel to another world?
And what is the killing pattern of von Tränen's evil spirit?

Zhuang Boshi turned and walked towards the stairs, but suddenly stopped.

An identical mobile phone was placed in its place.

"You are my little apple."

It's the familiar melody again.

Dry!
You're hooked on me!
Zhuang Boshi was about to turn around and leave when he saw another little girl walk over and pick up the phone.

"Hello, this phone fell to the ground."

"Well, are you looking for someone else, ah, to be with me?"

The girl answered the phone. After a brief conversation, she looked around and suddenly her eyes stopped on Zhuang Boshi.

She walked over and handed the phone to Zhuang Boshi.

"Hello, the person on the other side said, just give me the phone."

The girl looked polite, but blood was constantly flowing from all her orifices.

"Thank you, it's not mine."

Zhuang Boshi took two steps back and quickly ran away.

"Hey, hello!"

The girl's cries became louder and louder, but Zhuang Boshi didn't even turn his head.

It really got to me!

As he ran through the streets, he actually felt breathless for the first time in a long time, as if his body had returned to its original state.

Dark clouds were rolling in and the wind blowing through the streets was getting stronger and stronger.

There were still many pedestrians on the street. Although they knew it was a typhoon day and it was about to rain heavily, they were not in a hurry to go back.

It's going to rain soon!

With a muffled thunder, it really started to rain.

Zhuang Boshi stood at the door of a convenience store, still thinking in his mind.

What exactly is interfering with my abilities?

For no reason, I fell into a strange and weird world.

What exactly is the ability of that old ghost of von Tränen!
How did it become a cell phone chasing me!
"Sir." A hand patted his shoulder.

A middle-aged woman handed him a cell phone and said, "Hello, sir, your cell phone was left in the park. I chased you for a long time before I caught up with you."

Zhuang Boshi's face looked grim. He recognized this face. She was the middle-aged woman who died on the roadside at the beginning.

how come!
"Sir, are you sure you don't want your phone?" Her face was calm, but blood began to seep into her features again.

"Von Tränen, you old devil, I want to see what methods you have to deal with me!" Zhuang Bosch cursed and hid the phone away, which only showed an invalid number.

"Hello." A familiar voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"

This is von Träente's unpleasant, old-fashioned voice.

Damn it, how come my wish comes true, whoever I want becomes the person!

A light bulb went off in his head, and Zhuang Boshi finally realized the source of the strange feeling in his heart.

It's a thought!
At first, he was worried that he couldn't contact anyone else. As soon as this thought came to his mind, he received a call on his phone.

Just when I was hoping someone would pick up the phone, a woman actually answered it on her own initiative!
Then, his mental activities changed, and the woman was indeed dead!

Then, he wondered if the phone call would haunt him, so the phone appeared a second time and was specifically handed to him by the girl.

Finally, when the thought that it was about to rain and that it was time to rain appeared in his mind, thunder appeared.

It really started to rain.

Then, he cursed von terlein in his mind, and sure enough, it was von terlein's voice on the other end of the phone.

Everything that will happen in this world is closely related to his thoughts!
Therefore, the reason why all his strength disappeared was that he gave himself a hint.

No one can take away his power.

And then it was taken away!

Dry!
My mental activities are so complicated that I have brought myself to this point!
After discovering this, Zhuang Boshi immediately had an idea.

"The typhoon is so strong. If I can recover my strength, then I won't be afraid of the typhoon anymore."

He controlled himself to think this way.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Time goes by little by little, but the expected strength has not been restored?
Zhuang Boshi's clothes were wet by the heavy rain.

He stood in the rain with an inexplicable look on his face.

Isn’t that the case?
(End of this chapter)