Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 573 [Domain - Double Gate] The Second Attempt

Observing the surrounding situation.

This is a relatively bustling commercial street, with pedestrians hurrying by, seemingly just like reality.

But the beauty salon seemed completely isolated from the world... Despite being separated only by a glass door, no passersby discovered the massacre inside.

It's unclear whether it was due to Ma Zhao's influence or the incense burner's doing.

Luo Weicheng seemed to be deep in thought. This time, his curse was different from Wu Hui's and was more complicated because it involved another source of curse: mourning clothes!

Ma Zhao has been so deeply affected by the mourning clothes that he has even gained extremely strange abilities.

And then there's the incense burner... Luo Weicheng was at his wit's end.

He suppressed his confusion about the fourth incense stick for the time being, as he had only caught a fleeting glimpse of it, and the incense burner wasn't a physical object at that time.

We'll investigate it carefully once we get our hands on it.

After a while.

Luo Weicheng glanced at his watch and slowly approached the beauty salon.

He kept a close eye on his condition, ready to prevent the wailing from happening again, since Ma Zhao hadn't come out, so he must still be in the beauty salon.

The plan was very simple, or rather, there was no plan at all; it was all about speed.

Return the way you came, climb in through the back window, take the incense burner, and leave.

No more hesitation.

The sunlight outside was too bright near the back window of the beauty salon, making it difficult for him to see inside.

However, Luo Weicheng could confirm that there wasn't a large expanse of white in the room, meaning Ma Zhao had most likely already left the office.

After all, Ma Zhao would never have guessed that his target was the incense burner, and that he would even dare to return to the beauty salon.

The lack of mourning further confirmed Luo Weicheng's suspicions!

He felt a slight sense of relief, climbed in through the back window, and looked towards the desk, behind the computer—

and many more.

Luo Weicheng's heart suddenly sank heavily.

The room was empty. The door, which had lost its handle, was kicked open, and outside lay a woman's corpse, half-cut in half at the waist.

There is no Ma Zhao.

but......

There was no longer the wisps of white smoke he had seen floating in the air when he left!

The entire office reeked of blood; there wasn't a trace of incense.

Behind the computer, however, was nothing.

Gone.

The incense burner is gone.

why? !

Luo Weicheng's mind went blank for a few seconds. How could the incense burner have disappeared in just a few minutes?

His first suspicion was that Ma Zhao had taken him away.

That's not right. Ma Zhao is already bound to the mourning curse, so why would he take the incense burner?

Moreover, and most importantly, the incense burner cannot be taken away before it fully manifests!

Even with the added benefit of wearing mourning clothes, Ma Zhao ultimately couldn't break the rules of the incense burner, since this was, after all, a world created by the incense burner!

Thinking of the mirror as a medium, he immediately looked up at the Bagua mirror, but all he saw was his own face with furrowed brows.

The table reflected in the mirror was also empty.

A sense of confusion and unease crept into Luo Weicheng's heart. For a moment, he had no clue where the incense burner had been taken.

But then, in the very next second...

Luo Weicheng's gaze suddenly froze, and the confusion in his eyes was instantly replaced by disbelief!

The incense burner is back.

It wasn't on the table, but under the Bagua mirror.

It is not a physical entity.

Instead, it was as ethereal as when he first saw it, just a vague... phantom.

Everything has returned to the beginning.

Reset to zero.

The most terrifying thing was... not long after the incense burner appeared, Luo Weicheng's lips suddenly turned downwards, and scalding tears welled up in his eyes again:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The mourning has begun!

It’s over.

These two words flashed through Luo Weicheng's mind.

He suddenly raised his head, his whole body extremely tense, his gaze fixed on the office door, and quickly retreated towards the window.

The sound of crying proved that Ma Zhao was nearby and that they were about to find him!

But wait, he's been in the office for several minutes now. Why is he only starting to mourn now, in the same place?

After a moment's thought, Luo Weicheng's expression suddenly changed. Was it because of the incense burner?

Both times, the incense burner and the wailing appeared almost simultaneously, but these two events are completely unrelated, so how could they be connected?

In any case, just like last time, let's go first.

Clenching his teeth, Luo Weicheng stared intently at the gradually materializing incense burner, his heart filled with resentment.

But that's it.

The moment he approached the windowsill...

He suddenly felt a chill run down his back, and felt a cold air quickly spread from his back throughout his body!

At the same time, a strong smell of blood wafted from behind Luo Weicheng.

Almost instinctively, his body took over, and he lunged forward!

Even with such a fast reaction time, something sharp still slid across his back, tearing his clothes and leaving a long wound on his spine!

"hiss--"

Luo Weicheng was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. He braced himself with one hand on the ground and looked behind him sharply, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Just inches away from where he had just been standing.

A figure in pure white stood quietly outside the window.

Its hand was raised high, and the long knife in its hand was inserted into the window, with warm blood constantly dripping from the blade to the ground.

Those scarlet eyes, filled with hatred and malice, met Luo Weicheng's gaze.

Luo Weicheng's mind went blank for a second.

how......

Why would Ma Zhao be outside?

He didn't even hear the beauty salon door open!

He didn't even see Ma Zhao leave the beauty salon!

The pain pierced Luo Weicheng's brain, forcibly interrupting his thoughts; now was not the time to think about this!

Almost at the same moment Ma Zhao stepped over the windowsill, Luo Weicheng suddenly sprang up and ran towards the main entrance of the beauty salon!

The area outside the office was like hell.

Blood was everywhere, and several corpses, some cut in half at the waist and others decapitated, lay scattered outside the beauty salon.

As Luo Weicheng quickly stepped over the corpse, a chill ran through him.

If he hadn't reacted just now....

At this moment, he had been split diagonally from the shoulder, torn to pieces, and became one of the corpses in this pile.

Heavy footsteps sounded behind me!

Luo Weicheng flung open the door and ran out onto the street. The sunlight shone on his burning back, but it didn't slow him down even a little.

He has completely overturned his previous assumptions.

Ma Zhao isn't confined to the beauty salon; she can appear in the outside world...

But this does not mean that there is no solution.

Recalling his first escape, Luo Weicheng quickly glanced back and saw that Ma Zhao had already walked out of the beauty salon and was walking towards him.

But the speed was not as fast as he had imagined.

Luo Weicheng ran quickly into the distance, attracting the attention of passersby.

His mind kept replaying the scenes after Ma Zhao entered the shop, and suddenly an idea struck him.

An idea gradually took shape in his mind.

The distance gradually widened.

Luo Weicheng didn't turn any corners, but ran straight ahead along the commercial street.

Until one moment, his mouth suddenly shut.

The wailing and mourning completely disappeared.

Luo Weicheng immediately turned his head to look in Ma Zhao's direction!

He saw Ma Zhao at the other end of the street and stopped.

Then, he slowly retreated...

Disappear slowly.

But just a second before Ma Zhao was about to disappear.

Luo Weicheng suddenly took a step back.

A mournful cry once more escaped his lips, and the figure that hadn't completely vanished immediately returned to its original form and began walking towards them!

Luo Weicheng was now completely certain of one thing.

At that distance, Ma Zhao couldn't possibly not have seen him, yet he still gave up the pursuit.

This proves that the other party's detection mechanism does not rely on sight.

It is the ears, it is the sound.