Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

The origin of the ghost school is very simple. A school turned into a ghost nest in the early stages of supernatural recovery and has been closed until now.

The ghost mansion is different.

Because of the geographical location of Dingyuan City, the west part of the city has never been a good location, so there are not too dense buildings here.

In other words, there is a large open space in this area, and the ghost mansion is located in an open space.

No one can tell exactly when the Ghost Mansion appeared in the open space in the west of the city, but from the moment it appeared, it became as famous as the Ghost School.

Dingyuan City even completely wiped out three bus stops near this area, turning this area into a depopulated area.

Following the invisible guidance, Lincoln got closer and closer to the location of the Ghost Mansion, and the Director in the Investigation Bureau could not help but breathe quickly.

He knew that something strange would happen next.

He knew clearly in his heart what was going to happen next, but his eyes seemed to be strangled by invisible hands and he couldn't move away from the screen at all.

Gradually, the pores all over his body opened, and a shuddering feeling slowly spread from the top of his head to his whole body. His breathing became faster and faster, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

On the monitoring screen, Lincoln's steps were neither slow nor fast, but gradually, his steps became more and more precise, like measuring with a ruler, and his random movements gradually became formulaic.

Until he stood at the junction of a crossroad, his steps stopped, and then his head that had been lowered suddenly raised.

There was no emotion on his blue face, and a pair of extremely terrifying eyes seemed to pass through the surveillance screen, staring straight at the director.

His eyes met directly with these eyes, and the director instantly felt as if his heart was grasped by invisible hands and began to shrink. Feelings of weakness and coldness emerged, and his body began to slip...

Bang!

The director who was standing in front of the screen fell down.

His face was pale, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body. His originally normal-sized pupils began to expand continuously, and his light reflection began to gradually disappear. This was a precursor to death.

Seeing this scene, other investigators around him rushed over as if they had expected it. While they began to rescue him skillfully, they completely shut down the monitoring facility.

Don't look at the fact that Lincoln could look into dozens or hundreds of pairs of eyes in school without any pressure. For ordinary people, even a pair of ghost eyes could kill them.

The ghost mansion is as famous as the ghost school, so you can imagine how dangerous it is.

Unlike the ghost school whose power is limited to the campus, the power of the ghost mansion penetrates outside. The closer Lincoln gets to the ghost mansion, the stronger the power projected by the ghost mansion.

This force may not be able to directly affect Lincoln, but it can affect the outside world.

Observers can prevent "Evil Lincoln" from leaving the haunted mansion, but those who observe it will have to accept a test.

In the past, the observers were all strong and energetic, but what happened to Han Zhenghua's side removed all the elites in the bureau.

In the absence of elites, ordinary investigators are often exposed to ghosts, and their own yang energy must be damaged. As a result, the director has become the best observer candidate.

The observer is very important. The more Yang Qi there is, the more likely it is to survive. Once it dies, it means that the 'evil ghost' over there has lost its restraints and can move directly.

This consequence is something no one can afford.

The director had already applied for support from the province after deducing Lincoln's purpose, but in the end it was a little late and he had to act as an observer. Fortunately, it was daytime and the sun saved his life.

This also means that as long as he is alive, the ghosts in the Gui Mansion will not be able to leave and move around freely before daylight comes tomorrow. This is rare good news.

The director of the Bureau of Investigation, who had narrowly escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief, while Lincoln on the other side had no idea about it.

At this moment, the Yin Qi wrapped around him was extremely strong, but he still didn't notice anything was wrong.

He never thought that the ghosts in the ghost mansion actually had such a thing as the observer effect. He just kept looking around, trying to find something different.

The moment he stepped to the intersection, the negative energy that originally wrapped around Lincoln suddenly dissipated, as if he had found a new goal.

He raised his eyebrows and waited quietly for a moment. Then, under the shade of a big tree in the distance, a little boy appeared.

His face was as pale as a death, and his eyes looked straight at Lincoln's back, as if there was something behind him.

Facing the ghost child's eyes, Lincoln fell silent: "Logically speaking, this should be considered a turn-around kill, right? I turned back, and then there was a ghost behind me, killing me all at once?"

With anticipation in his heart, Lincoln remained motionless and turned his head with a creak. The 180-degree turn and extremely fast speed exceeded the limit of human speed and were enough to scare anyone.

However, Lincoln, who was scared, didn't see anything behind him. When he looked back, the little boy in the distance had already grabbed a red balloon from his hand.

Under the shadow of the big tree, the little boy holding the red balloon in his hand was still looking behind Lincoln, as if there was something different.

Looking at the ghost child, Lincoln pondered for a moment and then a sneer appeared on his lips: "Young man, if you lied to your grandpa, why don't you run away quickly and let's see how I teach you a lesson!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the big tree, his steps getting faster and faster, until finally he started running directly.

The distance between a road and a piece of grass was not even fifty meters away, but when Lincoln actually started running, he noticed something strange.

The distance did not seem to shorten as he ran. Instead, an invisible but heavy force slowly pressed on his shoulders, as if there was a person sitting on him.

Lincoln's steps did not change at the same speed, and he began to raise his eyes upward to look at the source of the force.

Once, twice, three times... Soon, his eyes had reached their extreme position. Then, his head began to tilt back, and he gradually changed from looking straight ahead to looking straight at the sky.

That invisible force drives a person to use the most extreme methods to achieve what he wants to do, making it impossible to achieve the result.

It was like now, even though the back of Lincoln's head was close to his back, the strange feeling still existed, and he still couldn't find the person 'sitting' on him.

Lincoln was silent. He straightened his head again, and a magic pattern appeared on his palm. He slapped it on himself: "I told you to fucking hide from me!"

call!

The power of magic came into play. In an instant, the flames from hell burned on Lincoln's body. A shrill scream suddenly came from his shoulder. Lincoln stretched out his hand to fish it out, and a ghost baby covered in gray was caught in his hand.

: "Hide? Let me see where else you can hide now!"