bookbashuk Chapter 53 I've Found You
Chapter 53 I've Found You
As the cloth shoes gradually solidified, Zhao Lei's feet were soon replaced by them.
moment.
These shoes seemed to possess the ability to control Zhao Lei, making him stand up in a way that a living person could not do.
His feet were twisting and turning with a "clucking" sound, as if his bones were being squeezed.
It's now!
Chu Mo seized the opportunity, and the moment the cloth shoes covered Zhao Lei, the ghost blood overflowed again, covering the other's entire calf.
The suppressive power of 30% ghost blood was enough to engulf these cloth shoes.
At the same time, the originally stiff, mummified bride suddenly raised her hand, her withered hand, devoid of flesh, locked the cloth shoes shut, and took them off Zhao Lei's feet.
Not long after.
The third pair of cloth shoes fell into Chu Mo's hands once again.
"Did it work?"
Yang Jian carefully observed the changes around him and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no new footsteps were heard.
Chu Mo could sense that the 'nail' embedded in the Ghost Eye Ghost Domain had completely disappeared.
The root cause has been addressed.
But Yang Jian did not understand the underlying principle.
He turned his gaze to Chu Mo, seemingly recalling what the other had done.
But no matter how I think about it, there's only one image in my mind.
Chu Mo made a move, and the cloth shoe was suppressed.
The confrontation between the two is on completely different levels.
Chu Mo wrapped the cloth shoes in yellow paper. Actually, imprisoning this ghost was not difficult; the difficulty lay in finding its source.
When I attacked twice before, the ghost had only invaded through the ghost realm, and the cloth shoes it presented were merely a derivative product, not the source, so the attacks naturally failed.
This time, Chu Mo used Zhao Lei as bait to lure the ghost and trigger its killing pattern.
Once this happens, the ghost must come into contact with reality, because only then can the law of killing take effect.
It was precisely because of this that Chu Mo was able to successfully access the source and restrict it.
Yang Jian quickly realized this as well, and had to admit that the other party's approach was direct and effective.
Chu Mo threw the cloth shoes into the terminal.
This ghost can invade the ghost realm and confuse perception. Although it is not very terrifying, its mechanism is good, so he wants to keep it for himself.
Yang Jian didn't have any objections to this.
Now, all that's left is the newspaper ghost hiding in the town.
Finding this ghost won't be that easy.
Chu Mo thought about it. If the original plot were to proceed, this ghost would eventually be dealt with by Yang Jian in ZS City, but that was still a long way off, at least a month from now.
I can't wait any longer.
Whether it was agreeing to the faceless man's request, conducting the experiment of branding the mummy bride with memory points, or even the human skin paper explicitly stating that it wouldn't live for more than half a month.
All circumstances prevented me from slowing down.
While paper can set traps, it doesn't lie.
If I really do run into trouble in two weeks, perhaps I should prepare earlier.
Right now, it's obviously unrealistic to try and find a ghost hiding in the town using the Ghost Domain.
Moreover, that thing is no less intelligent than a wishing ghost.
"By the way, Yang Jian, do you still have the derivative newspapers you got from that newspaper ghost last time?"
Chu Mo suddenly thought of this matter. If he could use the derivative newspaper to try to modify Zhao Lei's memory, he might be able to get some clues from the other party.
"You're still keeping it. What do you need it for?"
Yang Jian took out a crumpled piece of red paper from his pocket and handed it to the other person. Apart from being able to temporarily suppress the resurgence of the Ghost Eye, this thing seemed to have no other use.
Besides, with Chu Mo's yellow paper to help him now, the red paper is not very useful.
Chu Mo took the red paper and examined it for a few moments. It did indeed contain a supernatural aura, though it was very weak, but it was exactly what he wanted.
This is a small part of the ghost newspaper paranormal derivative.
The paper wasn't very big; it was just big enough to barely cover the ghost's eye.
"A brief impact on memory should be enough."
He went to Zhao Lei's side, used the Ghost Domain to pick up a pen and ink, and wrote a short text on it.
[Upon waking, you will unconditionally obey Chu Mo's orders.]
After writing the words, he stuck the red paper on Zhao Lei's head.
The bride's veil swayed slightly, and the mind-intrusion techniques began to affect her.
Not long after.
Zhao Lei woke up with a lewd grin. He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, seemingly still not understanding what was going on.
"What...what's wrong with me?"
When Zhao Lei noticed that Chu Mo and Yang Jian were looking at him with disdain, he gave an awkward smile.
Yang Jian's lips twitched. Although he didn't know what Chu Mo had done, it was definitely not a good thing.
"Laughing like that, did you dream about your bride?" Chu Mo joked, testing the success of the red paper.
He seemed somewhat surprised to see Chu Mo and wanted to ask him something, but he subconsciously answered the other person's question.
"I dreamt of a wedding procession. The bride was sitting in a big bridal sedan chair waiting for me to come and fetch her. It's just a pity I woke up a little too early."
Chu Mo simply smiled upon hearing this.
You're getting married? If we don't wake you up soon, you might die without even knowing what happened.
The supernatural properties of red paper were quite limited, and Chu Mo, not intending to continue the idle chatter, immediately asked, "Tell me the location of the newspaper ghost."
It seems to be because of the mention of the newspaper ghost.
Zhao Lei, who had been acting normally, suddenly became numb and stared blankly at the two of them.
"Listen...listen to the newspaper ghost's...arrangements..."
"Contact... Yang Jian..."
"Found... Yang Jian..."
"Take... Yang Jian away..."
"Town...mask shop...tear...tear off...face...skin..."
The sound came out intermittently, and finally, as the supernatural power of the red paper was completely exhausted, Zhao Lei's eyes quickly returned to normal.
"Huh? Chu Mo, Yang Jian, what are you doing here? And why are you both looking at me like I'm dead?"
"Wait, my head is spinning..."
Zhao Lei was a bit confused, clearly not understanding the situation. He covered his head, seemingly having some memory lapses.
Yang Jian was stunned by what he saw.
Through Chu Mo's questioning, it became clear that Zhao Lei's memories had been altered, but he himself was unaware of it.
Moreover, what Yang Jian didn't expect was that the red paper that suppressed his ghost eyes could actually modify his memories.
For a moment, he felt like he had been cheated out of his time.
"Yang Jian, it seems that ghost has been eyeing you for a long time. Zhao Lei is just one of many victims. I wonder if that ghost is still in the mask shop in the town."
Chu Mo activated his Ghost Domain and instructed, "You should first ask Zhao Lei what happened. I'm going over there."
After saying that, he vanished in a flash.
Five minutes later.
On a remote street north of the town, Chu Mo appeared in a mask shop.
The store was pitch black at the moment, but the sound of newspapers turning could be heard coming from the counter and chairs.
A figure was sitting there, holding a newspaper in both hands, maintaining a reading posture in the darkness.
"I've found you."