The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

"What should we do now?" Lu Hui asked tremblingly.

Endless stairs, always looping on the same floor, similar horror stories, she has heard a lot since she was a child.

"First, go back the same way; second, split into two groups, half go up the stairs, half go down; third, jump from the side!"

The one who made these three suggestions was Huo Xun. He was still looking down at his phone. The signal was gone when he walked out of the room just now, but the Beidou Forum APP can still be used. He is extremely interested in this. Since becoming an employee, he has been exploring it every day.

Huo Xun made three suggestions casually, and the third one was first eliminated by everyone. The space in the haunted house has changed, the light transmission is blocked, and it is pitch black everywhere. Maybe it is not the living room on the first floor, but a bottomless abyss. You must not jump!

Ye Zhuxing's forehead dripped a drop of cold sweat. He dared to leave the room, so he was naturally prepared to face the unexpected, but... why hasn't anyone died yet?

He was not looking forward to someone's death, but... the rules in supernatural events are filled with life, but so far, the haunted house has made them lose control of their emotions, and other anomalies seem to be trapping them.

His eyes swept over Lu Hui involuntarily. In Ye Zhuxing's expectation, the first victim should be this pure newbie. There is no need to vote openly for such things. The most useless person in the team will be tacitly regarded as a pathfinder by everyone.

"Have you thought about it?" Jia Hong asked impatiently. He was a little suspicious of Ye Zhuxing now. This person got the leadership of the team at the beginning, but his performance along the way was very unqualified. When nothing happened, he barely made do. When he encountered an emergency, he was simply a waste!

If it weren't for the fear of Ye Zhuxing's supernatural items, Jia Hong would have wanted to turn against him long ago!

Ye Zhuxing subconsciously looked at Huo Xun and Xiaoyu, but both of them lowered their heads. He Tao and Lu Hui were close to Xiaoyu, and Feng Tianyu stood silently behind Huo Xun.

Unconsciously, the team seemed to have split into different small groups, but Ye Zhuxing didn't notice it and still wishfully thought that Huo Xun and Xiaoyu were his loyal partners.

"Say something!" Jia Hong punched the wall next to the stairs with an angry fist.

But at this moment, a terrifying scene appeared. His hand suddenly fell into the wall.

Gulp --

Jia Hong felt that his entire arm was sucked by a strange force. He didn't even have time to ask for help. With a whoosh, the whole person was sucked into the wall, leaving only a shallow human-shaped mark on the wall.

"No! Don't touch the wall. This is a mechanism that triggers the law of killing!" Xiaoyu said loudly. Even if she didn't say it, others could see it.

"Is there a ghost in the wall?" Feng Tianyu's voice trembled. Although he was tall and strong, he was actually very timid. In order to deter others and not be bullied, he trained himself to be strong.

Jia Hong, such a living person, disappeared in front of them. Xiao Yu felt bitter in her mouth. This is the horror of supernatural events. Death comes without any sign.

It is not the first time that she has experienced such despair. Human life is not as good as ants. They die lightly. No matter what their identity is, no matter how much wealth and power they have, they will be killed by the evil spirits with equal contempt.

This feeling of powerlessness, as long as you experience it personally, will make people feel cold all over and never have the courage to resist.

But Xiao Yu knew that she had no choice. She wanted to live and live by any means. So she painstakingly packaged herself as a strange person with the ability to warn of danger.

In fact, she is a liar. She just has better observation than others. She is relatively calm when encountering emergencies. With a little luck, she realized that this might be a way to survive after she accidentally pointed out the crisis in advance for the first time and was mistakenly believed to have special abilities.

The "danger warning" persona is enough to make her one of the core members of the team. At least someone will protect her and she will not be pushed out as cannon fodder.

In order to maintain this persona, Xiaoyu's brain has been running at high speed. She must find abnormalities earlier than others and maintain the calmness of a master.

The long bangs make it difficult to see the expression on her face, and the silent and cold attitude makes it difficult for people to catch the loopholes in her words.

She succeeded. The false persona she set up really deceived the whole team.

But fake is fake after all. Others trust her, so she dare not lead the team. If the command is wrong, it will cause the team members to die for no reason. Not only will it harm people, but her image will also collapse.

"Try to go back and see if this staircase continues to loop or can return to the previous room?" Ye Zhuxing sighed helplessly.

He Tao couldn't help frowning, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything. Faced with the current situation, she had no solution and could not offer any useful suggestions, but she hoped that her leader could make a reasonable and effective action plan instead of acting like a headless fly.

It was Ye Zhuxing who insisted on coming out just now, and it was also Ye Zhuxing who wanted to go back now. Is this kind of capricious, impulsive and irrational character really suitable to be their captain?

He Tao is also a newcomer. This is her second mission. When the seven of them just got together, Ye Zhuxing showed the precious supernatural item, the hexagonal copper bell, in front of everyone, and used it as a deterrent to become the captain. He Tao thought he was very powerful, so he didn't care about "wealth should not be exposed". Now it seems that maybe she thought too much...

The group returned to the original path, and the situation was completely different. The stairs no longer looped, and they soon reached the end. At this time, they saw a large pool of blood at the entrance of the stairs, like a murder scene.

"This blood looks very fresh, and it hasn't coagulated yet." Huo Xun said.

"Whose blood is this? With such a large amount of bleeding, people can't survive at all!" Ye Zhuxing's voice was calm. He didn't care about the life or death of the bleeding person, but was afraid that the person would become a ghost slave and attack the living after death.

"Is it possible that it is Jia Hong's blood? Or someone else accidentally broke into the haunted house?" Huo Xun touched his chin and suddenly felt something strange.

"No!" Xiao Yu stared at the pool of blood, "How come there is no smell at all with so much blood?"

"Is it an illusion again?" Huo Xun carefully took out a piece of tissue from his bag and bent down to touch the blood.

The tissue was still white, without any sense of weight after absorbing liquid.

"It's an illusion, but it should be more accurately called an illusion."

Illusion and illusion, one word difference, a world of difference.