Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Ah~Ah!!!"

The short and fat weirdo was tied up tightly by the black thread of the [Depressed Ghost], and he let out a sharp scream that echoed in the corridor.

It frantically tore the black thread on its body, and its fangs rolled in its mouth, splashing drops of tar.

"Very good..."

"I'll control you, and there will probably be no more danger on this floor!"

Pulled back from the window, Zuo Yang turned his back to the short and fat weirdo, his eyes fixed on the empty window.

Only by keeping his eyes on the window at all times can he not lose the figure of the weirdo in the corridor.

"Ah~Ah!!!"

The short and fat weirdo's roar became louder and louder, and the black thread was pulled apart by it, scattered all over the floor.

Seeing that it was about to pull apart all the black threads, it pounced on Zuo Yang again.

Zuo Yang's eyes turned cold, and he looked through the window at the tall and fat weirdo sitting in the corridor.

At this moment, it was still deprived of its three senses by the [Cursed Ghost], sitting still like a wall.

"I have to deal with the short and fat weirdo in a short time, and I have to make the tall and fat weirdo move away, so that I can go upstairs!"

"[Divine Fire] is useless to them..."

"Got it!"

"Black Cloud Ghost Cave!"

"Swish~!"

In an instant, dense black lines emerged from Zuo Yang's body and lingered in the corridor.

"Ah~ Ah!!!"

The short and fat weirdo just struggled to break free from the black lines and took a step.

"Swish~"

The dense black waterfall fell from mid-air, irrigating its whole body.

"Ah~ Ah~"

Showering in the black waterfall, its voice became smaller and smaller, until a black human-shaped dumpling appeared under the black waterfall, with only a mouth exposed, still screaming stubbornly.

"Heh~"

"Do you like playing dirty tricks?"

"Then I'll let you have a taste of this!"

"[Cursed Ghost]! Restore the ear and mouth abilities of the tall and fat weird!"

He waved his hand towards the corridor.

"Hoohoo~"

Two balls of black air came out of the tall and fat weird body and filled the corridor.

"Hmm? Hmm!"

As if he had instantly recovered his senses, the tall and fat weird excitedly slapped the ground, and the entire corridor was shaking violently!

"Go! Deprive it of its ability to speak!"

He pointed his finger at the mouth of the short and fat weird, and a ball of black air rushed into the mouth of the short and fat weird.

"Shh~Shh~"

Perhaps because he suddenly couldn't speak, the short and fat weird struggled more and more fiercely!

It desperately tore the black line, causing a strange noise in the corridor.

"Hmm? Hmm?!"

Zuo Yang just leaned against the wall, keeping silent and not making any sound.

Sure enough!

"Bang bang bang!"

The next moment!

The tall, fat, weird body was walking down the corridor like a hill!

"Hmm?"

It lost its strength, but could hear the sound of the silk thread being pulled.

"Hmm!"

It was like determining the location of a sound source!

"Boom!!!"

This punch hit the short, fat, weird head fiercely!

"Bang!!!"

The humanoid black zongzi's head instantly shrank, and with a "boom" it rolled down the corridor.

"Sizzle~"

It barely got its head out of the black line, and the short, fat, weird head had split in half, and tar was constantly coming out.

However, it was in no mood to care about its injuries, but looked at the tremors around it with a look of horror...

The tall, fat, weird was rushing towards it!

"Hmm~Hmm!!!"

It wanted to speak to prove its identity.

But!

"Hmm!!!"

The tall, fat, weird couldn't see, and punched the source of the sound again!

"Ugh... Ugh!!!"

The short and fat weirdo was so anxious that he rolled on the ground in a hurry.

One of the two weirdos could not see, the other could not speak, one chased the source of the sound and attacked, and the other could only make sounds to escape.

The scene... was really funny.

"You guys fight slowly!"

"I won't stay on this [14th floor]!"

Feeling the roars coming from the corridor below, Zuo Yang quickly went up to the [15th floor].

"Boy, you are good at depriving your senses and killing each other!"

The [ghost face sore] on his neck kept jumping, and Zuo Yang shrugged, "It's just because they have fewer weirdos. If there are more, it won't work!"

"It's not a big problem. If you can control another ghost..."

"Da Da Da~"

As he spoke, Zuo Yang had already reached the [15th] floor.

13 steps...the familiar elevator door and ghost head...the house numbers [101] and [102].

No problem!

After looking through the cat's eye again, there was still no problem, so Zuo Yang turned around and went downstairs.

"Da Da Da~"

[16th floor], still no problem.

[17th floor]...

Zuo Yang only took a look, and his eyes became strange.

The elevator door in this corridor was open, and the elevator entrance was actuallyA black mouth with huge fangs.

Tar is constantly flowing out of the mouth, and a black tongue as big as an elephant's trunk is surging inside, licking the tar on the ground.

"Wardfa!"

"It's really weird, everything!"

With a sigh, Zuo Yang patted the [ghost face sore] on his neck.

"Depend on you!"

"Let's go!"

"Shock!"

The [ghost face sore] flew out of the neck, staring at the twisted tongue, and the tongue suddenly froze and froze in place.

"Tap tap tap~"

Zuo Yang didn't care and hurried upstairs.

Finally!

[18th floor]!

The highest floor of this [ghost building] is finally within reach!

But...

Standing on the corner corridor of [18th floor], Zuo Yang was stunned again!

The two doors of [18th Floor] were written with [1801] and [1802].

There was no ghost head on the elevator door of [18th Floor].

On the contrary!

In front of the entrance of the downstairs corridor of [18th Floor], there stood a headless black corpse.

It was not big, and seemed to be only the size of a teenager.

It stood there quietly, blankly, motionless at the entrance of the corridor.

Zuo Yang observed it for a long time before taking a few steps forward.

When his sight moved upward, Zuo Yang saw that in front of the entrance of the corridor leading to the rooftop of [18th Floor], there was another headless corpse standing guard.

These two corpses were like two door gods, guarding two stairs.

"It's really strange!"

"Two heads on the first floor, two headless corpses on the top floor!"

"What, are you having a corpse party?"

With a joke, Zuo Yang walked around the headless corpse guarding the downstairs and came to the entrance of the corridor of [18th Floor].

After a moment of contemplation, Zuo Yang was a little hesitant.

Logically speaking...

There are two headless corpses standing on the [18th floor]. Is this an [abnormal point]?

So as long as you walk up the corridor, you can reach the rooftop of the [ghost building] and end it all.

But...

Just as he was about to take a step to bypass the headless corpse, the headless corpse suddenly spoke!

"This up there... is not a way out!"

"Huh?"

The other party did not attack him, but said this sentence for no reason.

And immediately afterwards, the headless corpse who came down the stairs immediately slandered, "He is lying, going up is the way out!"

"Hiss..."

Zuo Yang's face froze.

"You are lying!"

"You are lying! What I said is the truth!"

"Obviously you are lying!"

The two headless corpses quarreled for no reason.

Zuo Yang stared at them and thought of the two human heads on the first floor.

[In this building, there are both true and false words! 】

"Could it be... is this also a real or fake corpse?"

Rubbing his chin silently, Zuo Yang was really hesitant.

What if there is a headless corpse here that tells the truth, the one at the entrance of the staircase, and it says that there is no way out up there, and you go up according to the rules, isn't that the end?

[18th Floor] Is there a separate rule?

But what if...

The one down the staircase is the one that tells the truth, and everything will be over if you go up there!

"It's a bit difficult..."

"Why don't we just try and fail?"

Just when he was about to exhaust the list directly.

Zuo Yang walked past the headless corpse in the staircase, looked at the two corpses, and suddenly thought of a way to distinguish the real from the fake!