Horror Check-In: Check In A Ghost Every Day

Chapter 102

In one day, Yin Jian cleaned up several small villages around the barren mountain where the mask village was located.

Sure enough, something went wrong in Mask Village.

The surrounding villages add up to three or four hundred people, although not like the nearest village before, more than thirty people are all ghosts.

But among the three or four hundred people, Yin Jian found more than fifty ghosts wearing human skin masks.

The horror levels of these ghosts are very low, the lowest D-level ghosts, and ghosts of this level are not very useful to him now.

Regardless of the high number, even if there were 50 d-level ghosts in total, they would not be able to compare with a level 5 ghost in terms of horror and difficulty.

Yin Jian transformed all of them into ghost flesh and blood. So far, the quantity of ghost flesh and blood in his body has exceeded one hundred yuan, although the quality is very poor.

But it's also a huge improvement.

He hasn't arrived at the mask village yet, but just around the mask village, he has already transformed nearly a hundred pieces of d-level ghost flesh and blood. This improvement is already more than devouring a level 5 ghost.

After devouring so much ghost flesh and blood, Gengjian could already feel a long-lost sense of fullness.

This feeling of fullness was the first time since he lost all normal flesh and blood in Lin's house, which also meant that most of the flesh and blood in his body had been replenished.

However, under this sense of fullness, Yin Jian could feel that it was far from reaching the limit of what he could hold the ghost's flesh and blood, and it seemed that he could continue to compress and fill.

After preliminarily solving the human skin ghosts in the surrounding villages, Yin Jian is also very satisfied with the harvest this time.

Mask Village seems to contain a large number of low-level ghosts, and for some unknown reason, these low-level ghosts were released with masks that can suppress the power of ghosts.

Because of the ghost skin mask, they will live their lives according to the usual trajectory of normal people.

This is the same as on bus 16, something helped Yin Jian suppress the ghost, and Yin Jian only needs to use his ability to swallow it.

However, Yin Jian has only initially solved the situation in the surrounding villages. As for the farther places, Yin Jian is not sure whether there are such masked ghosts.

The possibility of existence is great.

After all, wearing this grimace is like a normal person with strong autonomy.

Yin Jian just informed Feng Gui of this information and asked him to investigate in this area to see if there are still Waipi ghosts.

He didn't continue to look for it, because the price/performance ratio would be too low.

Moreover, those scattered ghostskin ghosts, to be honest, didn't make much noise.

After all, they are all ghosts with the lowest horror level. Even Wang Wu, who controlled a ghost, can easily deal with ghosts of this horror level.

After distorting and fusing the more than 50 newly acquired ghost faces created by supernatural powers.

Yin Jian got a grimace that was made up of more than a hundred ghost faces. The supernatural power in this grimace was extremely rich and powerful.

It's almost a level of horror.

But it's just this bit of power. No matter how much supernatural power is, it's not a ghost puzzle after all. It seems that something more crucial is missing.

In Yin Jian's hands now, this ghost skin, and the paper money obtained from the paper money ancient city, have a higher terror level than many ghosts.

But no matter how high it is, it doesn't have the characteristics of a ghost, it doesn't have the characteristics of a perpetual motion machine that cannot be killed.

Yin Jian put the made ghost skin mask directly on his face, and a more perfect closed loop appeared than before.

Ghost skin, ghost bones, ghost flesh and blood, together with other ghosts such as ghost hands and feet, have some kind of wonderful connection, and they are integrated with each other.

But soon, this fusion also stopped.

The ghost skin is missing the important puzzle piece of the face, and the number of ghost flesh and blood is insufficient.

The former is in Mask Village, while the latter still needs to be accumulated. Yin Jian couldn't wait to complete the qualitative change. He stepped out and disappeared into the sky.

Ghosts teleport.

The barren hill where the mask village is located.

This is a very low hillside, and Yin Jian came to the valley.

From where he was in the valley he saw a deserted lonely village.

Looking closer, it has been abandoned for at least a hundred years, the wooden buildings have been completely decayed, and many old houses have completely collapsed.

It is hard to see that the whole is a village.

Yin Jian picked up a rotten piece of wood at random, and there was no trace of any supernatural power on it. The real Mask Village is not this deserted village.

It's a small supernatural space that overlaps here.

It's still early in the day, and Yin Jian is on this wasteland, testing the new sign-in ability.

Ghost cry.

Although this ghostly killing ability has a single attack medium, it can only kill people through sound transmission.

But the level of terror is very high, it can directly attack the consciousness of living people, and it can also suppress ghosts. In the short-distance attack range, its lethality even exceeds that of ghost cough

Just sitting on this barren hill until midnight.

The dark clouds in the sky blocked the moonlight, and the valley became deeper and darker. Yin Jian felt a powerful spiritual force rising from the valley.

Then, it was dawn.

Yin Jian raised his head, looked at the newborn sun, and slightly covered the direct sunlight with his hands.

It was clearly just twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but now it was already dawn.

There is no doubt that he is no longer in the real world, and what he is in now is the spiritual world where the mask village is located.

"Is this a direct transformation of space? It's interesting." Yin Jian looked at the sudden change in the surrounding environment, thinking.

This is not a forced pull into the space, it's more like a superimposition of the spiritual world and the real world.

It is precisely because of the overlapping of the supernatural world that Feijian could not feel any pull from the supernatural power emperor.

With Ren Sheng's strength, he is an SS-level ghost, and it is difficult to force him to be pulled directly into the unknown space, but the spiritual world of Mask Village obviously avoids this.

It is not quite right to say that this is the spiritual world where the mask village is located.

To be precise, where Yin Jian is standing now is both the spiritual world and the real world, and there is a complete overlap between the two.

It's a weird coincidence.

This is why Yang Xinggang's strength can easily leave the spiritual world of Mask Village, because there is no obstacle around here.

As long as you step outside the scope of the mask village, you will be in the real world.

"In other words, this place is different from what I thought, and it is likely that Yan Luo is not guarding it."

Many of Yang Xinggang's information about the essence of the Mask Village are wrong. After all, his strength is too weak to see the essence of the Mask Village clearly.

And Yin Jian just came here, he knew that the previous guess about the mask village might not be too accurate.

"Let's take a look first." Yin Jian didn't make wild guesses anymore.

Mask Village is just around the corner.

Yin Jian walked forward, and soon, he saw the prominent village name at the head of the village.

On the dirt road that must be passed, two long and thick wooden piles were erected, and a wooden plaque was hung between the two wooden piles, which read, "Mask Village".

Yin Jian stepped into the mask village, and he didn't feel any strange supernatural power, but a burst of lively popularity.

This is not a very big village. Judging from the size, it is estimated that there are dozens of people at most, but it is very lively. Yin Jian saw that every house opened its doors.

The folks in the village chatted with each other, and they looked very cordial and lively.

Although these people are wearing clothes that were worn a hundred years ago.

According to perception, these are undoubtedly living people, but Yin Jian is very clear that all the people in this mask village are dead, or in other words, they are all ghosts with human faces.

"Little baby, how did you get in here? It's not safe here. Let's go. Just when Yin Jian stepped into the mask village, an old man squatting at the entrance of the village suddenly said to Yin Jian

Yin Jian looked at him with some surprise.

This is an old man in a tattered jacket, holding a homemade dry pipe in his hand, and a very old leather whip tied around his waist.

But when Yin Jian looked at him, he just got up with a sullen expression, turned his head and walked away.

"Weird man." It was difficult for Yin Jian to judge what was going on with this man.

Because of the occlusion of grimaces, it is difficult for the people here to judge what they are or what they know.

Yin Jian didn't pay attention to the weird old man, he directly blocked all the causes and effects, and disappeared from everyone's perception.

He walked along the path in the village towards the end of the village, and his goal was the mask shop at the end of the village.

This is also the important information given by Yang Xinggang. The mask shop at the end of the village has a large number of masks made of human skin.

Including the faces of the people in this mask village, including what Yin Jian got outside, are all passed down from the mask shop.

The village is not big, Yin Jian quickly came to the mask shop at the end of the village without any obstacles.

This is a not-so-big house, the door is only ajar, and the location is relatively remote. Compared with the houses where other villagers live, it is quite a distance away.

Yin Jian pushed open the door and walked in.

The old wooden door creaked.

There was no light in the room, and it was very dim. Yin Jian pulled out the sacrificial lamp, and the pale light illuminated the scene in the room.

There are no counters here, just crowded wooden shelves with various masks hanging on them.

But only when Yin Jian walked in to take a look, did he realize that what was hanging on it were not masks, but human faces.

These faces are still dripping with blood, as if they were just peeled off.

Yin Jian reached out and pinched a human face, it was very slippery, and there was flesh and blood that hadn't been peeled off. There is no doubt that this is a real human face, not ghost skin or other things

Any one of them is a human face, which is stripped from the face of a living person. Yin Jian came to a conclusion after visiting the entire mask shop.

And in the entire mask shop, these wooden shelves with human faces are not the only ones.

In the innermost part of the room, there is also a chair and a table. On the table, there is a face, a sharp knife and a needle.

It seems that someone, once here, peeled off the face of a living person little by little, and then stitched it back on with a needle.

Yin Jian stood in front of the table and reached out to pick up the face.

It was the face of an old man, and Yin Jian had only seen this face not long ago.

This is the face of the village old man.

"Little baby, let me tell you not to come here, it's very dangerous here."

At this moment, an old voice sounded directly behind Yin Jian.

Snapped.

This is the sound of a whip breaking the air.

Yin Jian didn't look back, his body exuded a shining light, which seemed to be able to block everything.

The old whip stopped directly in the air behind Yin Jian's back.

"You are Yan Luo who guards here?" Yin Jian turned around and looked at the old man in front of him.

this is the

The old man squatting at the head of the village reminded him that he was wearing an old jacket and was waving the old leather whip tied around his waist before.

Yin Jian took a look at the old leather whip that was swung out, very similar to the kind used to drive cattle and sheep.

This is a supernatural item, and the horror level is not low.

"You know a lot, little boy, but I was mistaken. I didn't expect you to become Yan Luo at such a young age." The old man in the shabby jacket was a little surprised.

Glancing at it, Yin Jian said.

"Let's go to each other." Yin Jian said calmly.

When he didn't see the face on the table, he really didn't pay much attention to the old man before. Although he knew that he was a bit unusual, he didn't pay attention to guarding Yan Luo.

face to guess.

But it is obvious that this mask village is indeed guarded by Yan Luo.

However, the question arises again, since Yan Luo is guarding, why can there be such an out-of-control situation outside.

Yin Jian thought so, and asked the same question.

And the words of the mysterious old man on the opposite side also exceeded his expectations.

"Because I discovered a solution that can completely solve supernatural phenomena." Hearing Yin Jian's question, the old man replied.

"any solution?"

"Turn all the ghosts into people."

The old man caressed the face on the shelf beside him, smiling strangely and crazily. .