in2ebook Chapter 555 [Domain - Second Gate] Huang Yue
Chapter 555 [Domain - Second Gate] Huang Yue
Chen really wanted to go back to the funeral home in this state.
He also admitted that the chances were slim, but since the Du Xu group hadn't sent any messages for most of the day, he had to try anything if there was a possibility.
After thinking for a while, Huang Yue decided to join Chen Ji and Fei'er.
After all, the female ghost is still a potential threat, and having more people means having more help.
Chen Ji and his group clearly possess multiple strange creatures, giving them a much higher chance of survival than if he were alone.
Soon, the three of them quietly walked towards the funeral home.
On the empty road.
Huang Yue frowned deeply.
Even if he stops reflecting on his own state, many problems still exist, interconnected...
For example, villas.
His curse this time is very different from Feng Yao's.
Both were the second time, but his survival difficulty increased rapidly. The ghost directly entered the final stage, which was to kill him!
He had already deduced that the ghost wife was under the same curse as him.
She had entered the final stage of the curse.
Therefore, Huang Yue was actually dragged into this by the ghost of his wife.
From the moment he entered the villa, his own curse was forcibly deepened, without even a buffer period, and was directly pushed to the most dangerous critical point.
This means that:
If he comes into contact with Feng Yao now, will he pass on the curse to her, just like the wife ghost influenced him?
However, Feng Yao will not be directly attacked by ghosts, but her death will be prophesied.
So if she is also affected, will she even skip the "prophecy" and die suddenly?
Huang Yue's heart sank, but he quickly exhaled.
They don't have the opportunity to contact each other now.
He, Chen Ji, and Fei'er are currently trapped in this time and space, and are being chased by a female ghost...
A female ghost.
Huang Yue tried his best to avoid recalling her appearance, and instead rationally analyzed the characteristics of the ghost.
This ghost has a very strange trait: she keeps reinforcing Huang Yue's impression of her by recounting details.
This is the first time I've said it in a video.
I emphasized it again to the security guard.
The third time, he didn't mention it. Four young people passed by, and Huang Yue had already imagined what half of their faces would look like in his mind, and then, sure enough—
Huang Yue's heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly realized what these three things had in common: the image of the female ghost appeared in his mind first, and then the female ghost appeared in person!
It's like... I summoned the female ghost myself!
Just then, a line from the very beginning of the videotape, spoken by the ghost wife, suddenly flashed into Huang Yue's mind:
Don't let them know we can see.
They... are ghosts.
Don't let the ghosts know we can see.
Wait, is it because I created the image of the female ghost that the female ghost came out of the videotape?
The observer effect? You imagine what a ghost looks like, and then the ghost appears in reality?
Huang Yue's head was getting more and more painful. He felt like he touched something, but it was just through a layer of fog!
The Fat Master, Feng Yao's death prophecy, the female ghost...
All of these things are definitely connected to the same thing, namely the source of the curse, something invisible, intangible, yet seemingly always following me—
That's when.
Huang Yue was suddenly awakened by a deep bell sound.
clang.
The voice is familiar.
This reminded Huang Yue of his memories from long ago, when he was not yet a Domain Entrant.
At that time, he was just an ordinary office worker, a sales manager at a company, who often traveled to Daping City on business trips.
He's quick-witted, his boss values him, and he earns a decent amount of money, but he always finds drinking with clients annoying...
Huang Yue chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Compared to what we have now, what are these little troubles?
clang.
Another bell rang.
Huang Yue's lips moved slightly.
He recalled several nights he'd drunkenly walked the streets of Daping City with his colleagues...
clang.
I heard the same bell ringing then.
Huang Yue looked up and realized that he had walked to the restaurant he had eaten at many times before.
"We're almost at the funeral supplies store."
Chen Ji spoke from the front.
clang.
"it is good."
Huang Yue responded, but his thoughts drifted away again. Where did this bell sound come from?
He had never explored this before.
The sound was very loud; it could be heard on several nearby streets, so it must be a large clock.
He thought absentmindedly, looking around, when he suddenly saw a bell on a tall tower in the distance.
clang.
Which tone is this?
Huang Yue squinted at Zhong.
It seems like it's already struck ten times.
Ten times...
and many more.
Huang Yue's whole body suddenly felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.
It's already past midnight, which means this bell is meant to ring at 1 a.m.?
Damn, what kind of clock strikes at one o'clock?
And even if it were just a little bit, it should only be one tap, how could it be...?
clang.
An unprecedented and immense terror slowly seeped into Huang Yue's entire body.
He looked ahead, and a few hundred meters away, a stark white light shone from a shop.
He knew it was a funeral home.
There are still people inside.
At this moment, the two paper figures that had been walking in front of him stopped.
"what happened?"
"Fairy asked."
Huang Yue didn't answer, but looked at Chen Ji: "How could you run so fast just now?"
"Are you a ghost by nature, or did you use a strange object?"
"Of course it's a ghost..."
Chen Ji's voice sounded helpless.
clang.
The twelfth chime echoed through the street.
Upon hearing Chen Ji's answer, Huang Yue did not reply, but instead revealed an extremely distorted expression that resembled both crying and laughing.
He knew the thirteenth bell wouldn't ring.
The clock will only strike twelve, because it's just past midnight, which is also the time when Chen Ji and Fei'er transform into paper dolls.
Before asking that question, Huang Yue remembered something.
Chen Ji and Fei'er's strange objects are all with Liu Zi.
Therefore, if they were truly transported in suddenly, they could not possibly be carrying any strange objects.
Moreover, Chen Ji, as a veteran of the domain, never even asked...
What are the side effects of playing the harmonica?
Then there is only one possibility.
The two paper figures in front of them learned the concept of "mysterious creatures" from him.
At this moment, Huang Yue realized he had made a grave mistake. His biggest error was believing that his curse this time only involved the female ghost...
Actually, everything was already quite obvious. When the harmonica took effect, the two paper figures were also in the line, and they didn't leave until the end.
So they're all in cahoots with the female ghost and those four young people.
The purpose of taking Huang Yue with him to escape was very simple.
We came to the funeral home.
Everything was planned. They created the situation where he was surrounded by four ghosts, then had "Chen Ji" and "Fei'er" appear and take him away as a matter of course.
Huang Yue took a step back, moving further and further away from the funeral home. He saw the two paper figures staring at him silently, without saying a word.
A lot of nonsense.
Therefore, everything they say is unreliable, meaning this is not another world, but reality!
Feng Yao is in the store!
Having realized this, Huang Yue turned and ran. He understood that there was only one reason why the ghost wouldn't kill him:
The idea is to take him to the funeral home, so that Feng Yao will also be influenced by him and jump directly to the final stage of the curse!
He absolutely cannot let these ghosts have their way.
The night breeze gently caressed Huang Yue's face, just like many years ago at midnight when he was strolling through the streets of Daping City after drinking too much...
But the difference was that at that time he was thinking about performance, the future, and the infinite possibilities of life.
But right now he's only thinking about one thing:
Source of the curse!
He still has a chance to survive, as long as he finds the source of the curse!
Huang Yue ran wildly through the empty streets, his mind racing, connecting all the illogical events into a coherent line:
The harmonica influenced him, but he wasn't a ghost.
Even though it wasn't midnight yet, my watch showed 12:20.
It was supposed to be a DVD, but he saw a videotape instead, and the ghost inside was none other than the fat master on the cover.
Furthermore, these two ghosts know everything—they know that Chen Ji and Fei'er will turn into paper figures at midnight, and they know about the funeral home and Du Tingfeng's affairs, but they don't know what the supernatural object is...
Huang Yue's heart buzzed.
He suddenly realized what the source of the curse was and immediately reached out his hand—
But at that moment, just like when he was entangled by four ghosts.
A light, floating hand patted his shoulder.
......
"Ugh..."
"Ugh..."
In the huge funeral parlor, Feng Yao sat alone.
Just then, she suddenly heard Big Yellow whimper sadly a few times, and then it ran out the door in a flash.
"how......"
Feng Yao was taken aback.
She followed Da Huang outside. There was no one on the street. Da Huang rushed straight towards the street corner.
We walked for five or six minutes.
Big Yellow stopped on another street.
It bowed its head, its body trembled, and cried out mournfully towards the ground beneath a tree.
There was a person lying down there, completely still, as if he had drunk too much.
Feng Yao's gaze froze instantly.
Her mind went blank; she couldn't believe what she was seeing. She blinked several times before she could make out the person's face.
"......"
Her shoulders slumped down.
I don't know how much time passed before I numbly took out my phone.
On the text message interface, Liu Zi's text message popped up:
Chen Ji asked me to ask you, have Wu Hui and the others come out yet?
Also, we still haven't found Mount Huang.
Feng Yao's lips moved slightly.
A few seconds later, she typed two lines heavily:
I've found Mount Huang.
He is dead.