Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds
Chapter 276:
This ghost mansion of unknown origin is indeed very big, and people can even ride a car freely through it.
The circular corridor of the mansion connects the entire second floor, and on both sides of the corridor, there are wooden doors that are staggered to each other.
The wooden door is tightly closed, and there is no other way to see inside the house except for a keyhole... Wait, keyhole?
Lincoln, who was riding a car, stopped. He looked at the keys in the car basket and pondered for a moment. Then he turned back and found the little girl who was still crying with her face covered: "Do you want to take the windmill back?"
Hearing Lincoln's voice, the little girl stopped crying, raised her head, and nodded pitifully: "Yes!"
"Okay." Lincoln took out the keys from the car basket, pointed to the door in the middle of the second floor and said, "Go and open the door, and I will return the windmill to you."
Looking at the colorful windmill and key, and then at the closed wooden door, the little girl showed a hint of fear in her eyes: "No, it won't work. Mom will scold me."
"Is that so..." Lincoln was silent for a moment, then stood up: "How about adding this car?"
Looking at the tricycle and windmill, the little girl's eyes were full of longing. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and took the key from Lincoln: "Okay, okay. But I will only open one door for you."
"No problem!" Lincoln agreed readily, and then watched her carefully take the key to the largest door and insert the key.
Squeak——
The sound of the door hinges rubbing against the wood was so loud in the silent mansion. As the tightly closed door was opened, wisps of thick Yin Qi were instantly released from it.
There was a loud bang, and the huge force suddenly opened the door that had only opened a gap.
The deep Yin Qi spread in the room, and the wisps that seeped out were as terrifying as black flames.
Boom-boom-
The sound of heels tapping on the wooden floor came from inside the room. As the evil spirit was pushed away, a woman wearing a cheongsam appeared in front of Lincoln.
She looked at the little girl with a sullen face, reached out and grabbed a whip, and then caught a whip in her hand: "You are disobedient again!"
"I, I didn't!" The little girl pointed at Lincoln with a trace of fear in her eyes: "He asked me to drive!"
But the woman didn't listen to her sophistry at all, and just waved down the whip in her hand.
Snap!
The sound of the whip was clear and crisp, and the little girl was immediately whipped to the ground, and a trace of blood appeared. However, the woman did not stop, but kept waving the whip in her hand until the little girl fell completely motionless in a pool of blood.
Seeing that the girl was taking in less air and outgoing more, the woman looked at Lincoln again, with a cold face and a sinister aura on her body: "How did you get in?"
Lincoln didn't answer her, but just looked at the slender whip. He couldn't help but think of what he had done to Wonder Woman.
The woman noticed something strange in Lincoln's gaze, but had no idea what Lincoln was going to do. Finally, she screamed: "Butler! Come out!"
Click——
The wooden door on the side rang, and the door that was originally closed opened. At this moment, Lincoln moved.
Binding with a rope is a profound knowledge, and using a rope to bind turtle shells is even more skillful. However, binding ghosts with a rope is something that only an elite like Lincoln can do.
The wooden door opened, and the zombie-like butler with a dead expression appeared in the corridor, but the first thing he saw was Lincoln and the little girl on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. His face couldn't help but froze: "Madam?"
Being restrained by Lincoln's shameful tortoise shell bindings and hung in mid-air from the railing of the corridor on the second floor, the evil spirit never imagined that he could be treated like this, and immediately screamed: "Kill him! Kill him!"
Kill him!"
A scream that was not human sounded, and a strong Yin Qi spread from her body, completely shattering the illusion of being human.
The tattered clothes and millions of criss-crossed blood stains covered her whole body like a net, and she struggled wildly while hanging in the air.
However, under the influence of Lincoln's idealism, even if she is an evil ghost, she cannot solve the difficulties she is currently encountering.
The lady's order made the housekeeper look at Lincoln with a bad look on his face, but before he took action, he grabbed the girl on the ground and said, "Little Master, it's not safe here. You have to go back to the room and wait."
As he spoke, he pinched the girl's arm and forced her into the cabinet in the room. Regardless of her body being unable to move, he closed the cabinet door and looked at Lincoln: "This guest, here
You are not welcome."
Facing the butler's gaze, Lincoln raised his hands: "Okay, okay, can I leave now?"
"No!" The butler's face darkened, and Lincoln suddenly felt a chill descend on him: "You have to go to the police station to talk first."
The extreme chill seems to come from deep within the bone marrow, completely freezing the human body from bones and joints to muscles and skin.
Lincoln only let him use it for a moment, and he felt that many joints on his body had become a whole, making it difficult to move. Even those joints that were still movable could always feel an external resistance.
Seeing Lincoln's movements gradually becoming rigid, the butler, who was originally as stiff as a zombie, became slightly deformed and distorted.
Bones were broken, muscles were torn, and every part of its body seemed to have been interrupted. Traces of blood continued to protrude from the wounds, and white bones could even be seen from the blurred wounds.
Moving his body, the housekeeper approached Lincoln step by step, grabbed his arm and walked him towards a small dark room that looked like there was no room for an adult: "Confinement, confinement!"
"Good guy! Are you in solitary confinement?" Lincoln looked at the small dark room and said, "The houses where my grandfather's urn is kept are bigger than this house."
As he spoke, there was a burst of strength in his body, and the chill that penetrated into his bones disappeared instantly. In the butler's unclear eyes, Lincoln grabbed his throat with his backhand, beat him violently, and forced him into the little boy.
In a dark room.
The small dark room was so small that a normal adult could never fit in, but the hideous wounds on the butler's body greatly helped Lincoln's performance.
A moment later, the butler, who had completely lost his human form, was forced into the small dark room by Lincoln, with his head facing the unclosed wooden door.
Seemingly realizing what he would encounter next, the butler's eyes were full of horror, and he kept screaming and trying to escape: "Let me out! Let me out!"
"Get out? Get out, you bastard!" Lincoln snorted coldly and slammed the door of the small dark room tightly.
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