They smiled.
The gashes on the "people" on the walls widened, revealing stark white teeth, their sunken eye sockets flickering with eerie light.
"I think… we might have stumbled into a place we shouldn't have," Pan Jie whispered, instinctively shrinking behind Lin Yuan.
"No kidding," Lin Yuan sighed, shooting her a weary glance before his gaze sharpened.
"They're moving!"
BOOM!
The figures tore free from the walls as if ripping through rotting skin, unleashing a cloud of gray-black mist that made the room even colder. These "beings" touched the floor with blurred forms, emanating oppressive yin energy. Their eyes were vacant, but their bodies moved with unsettling agility—stiff yet swift—lunging at the group!
"Defend yourselves!" Uncle Wei roared. Officers and bodyguards drew weapons: guns, knives, bracing for battle.
But…
Bullets were useless!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Rounds pierced the figures, who only shuddered slightly before charging harder.
"Fuck! They can't be killed?!" A policeman paled, swinging a fist at an oncoming shadow. His hand passed through its torso, but the creature clawed back, nails slicing open his chest—blood spraying, fabric tearing.
"AAH!!"
"Uncle Wei, these things are invincible!"
Uncle Wei's face turned livid. "Then use daggers—chop off their heads!"
Bodyguards drew military knives and fought fiercely in hand-to-hand combat. But the figures felt no pain, even with half their faces cut open, they kept attacking relentlessly.
"Move aside!"
Zhang Luo's icy voice cut through the chaos. She lunged, a peachwood sword in hand, faint golden light swirling around her. Her speed was blinding—launching herself at the shadows like a gust of wind.
Shua! The sword pierced a shadow's chest.
ROAR!! The creature screeched, convulsing before dissolving into black smoke.
Her attacks worked!
"Miss Zhang's weapon can hurt them!" Uncle Wei shouted.
Lin Yuan swept his hand, using ghostly energy to flip several shadows charging at Zhang Luo, buying her time. She weaved through the horde, her sword flashing—each strike eliminating a shadow. Sweat beaded on her forehead, but her focus never wavered. She couldn't stop; one slip-up, and they'd overwhelm her.
Meanwhile…
"Teacher Lin! Lin Yuan, save me!!" Pan Jie shrieked, scrambling behind him.
"Will you stop screaming?!" Lin Yuan snapped, hurling a table to smash into a shadow.
"Ugh… you're actually helpful," Pan Jie muttered.
"No shit." He hurled a chair at another figure, twitching a brow. "You could try opening the door instead of hiding behind me, you know."
"I… I'm scared! And I can assist you!" she protested.
Lin Yuan rolled his eyes. "Just don't 'assist' with ear-piercing screams."
Still, his ghostly energy proved crucial—using furniture and rugs to disrupt the shadows' attacks. But soon, he noticed something odd: their movements were repetitive. Every shadow followed the same pattern: right hand first, then left; identical angles, like pre-programmed motions.
Except one.
This shadow moved fluidly, even dodging Zhang Luo's strikes. Lin Yuan locked onto it. When Zhang Luo pierced its head, he tracked where it dissolved, then studied the wall.
"I see…"
He channeled his energy, blasting the corner where the shadow had emerged.
BOOM!!
The wall cracked, crumbling to reveal a shattered black evil spirit mask.
"That's it!"
Without hesitation, Zhang Luo thrust her peachwood sword into the mask.
Thud!
A deafening wail echoed as icy wind surged and the room trembled. Then silence. The wall figures vanished, the door creaked open, and the lights returned. The mask lay in fragments.
Zhang Luo panted, wiping sweat as she stared at the remains.
"This… is refined from ghosts' yin energy," she said gravely.
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他们笑了.
墙上的 "人" 脸上的裂口越张越大,露出森白的牙齿,幽深的眼眶里闪烁着诡异的光.
"呃... 我觉得,我们可能闯了不该闯的地方..." 潘洁忍不住低声说道,身体下意识往林远背后缩了缩.
"... 这还用你说?" 林远无奈地瞥了她一眼,随后目光一凝.
"他们动了!"
"嘭!"
墙上的人影猛地挣脱墙壁,仿佛撕裂了一层腐朽的皮肤,灰黑色的雾气弥漫开来,顿时整个房间变得更加阴冷!
这些 "人" 双脚落地,身影模糊,却散发着骇人的阴气.他们眼神呆滞,但身体却极为灵活,动作僵硬却迅猛,朝着众人扑来!
"快防御!" 伟叔大吼一声,身后的警察和保镖们纷纷拔出武器,举枪的举枪,拿刀的拿刀,硬着头皮准备迎战.
但...
枪械没有任何作用!
"嘭!嘭!嘭!" 子弹穿透那些 "人" ,可他们身体只是微微颤抖,并没有任何受伤的迹象,反而更加疯狂地冲了过来!
"操!打不死的?!" 一名警察脸色惨白,立刻挥拳砸向迎面扑来的一个阴影.
"噗嗤!"
拳头穿透了对方的身体,可那 "人" 却毫发无伤,反而反手一抓,尖锐的指甲瞬间划破警察的胸口,衣服被扯裂,鲜血四溅!
"啊!!"
"伟叔!这些东西根本打不死!"
伟叔脸色铁青,咬牙怒骂:"md!那就用匕首,砍他们的头!"
保镖们纷纷抽出军刀,匕首,与那些阴影展开激烈的肉搏.
尽管他们经验丰富,但这些 "人" 根本没有痛觉,哪怕被砍掉半张脸,仍旧悍不畏死地扑上来!
"让开!"
一道冷冽的声音传来.
张洛动了!
她手中紧握一柄桃木剑,周身隐隐泛起微弱的金光,眼中没有丝毫畏惧.
她的速度极快,脚下一蹬,整个人宛如疾风一般冲向阴影群!
"唰!"
桃木剑划破空气,瞬间洞穿一只阴影的胸口!
"嗷!!"
那只阴影骤然惨叫,身体剧烈抽搐了一下,旋即化作一缕黑烟,彻底消散.
她的攻击有效!
"张小姐的武器能伤到他们!" 伟叔惊喜地喊道.
同时,林远伸手一挥,借助鬼力掀翻了几个即将扑向张洛的阴影,为她争取时间.
张洛深吸一口气,手中的桃木剑带起一抹冷冽的光芒,身影在阴影群中游走,如同穿花蝴蝶,每一次挥剑,都会带走一只阴影的性命.
她的动作极快,额角微微渗出汗水,但神色却冷静无比.
她不能停!
这些东西太诡异了,她必须一鼓作气将它们全部消灭,否则等到它们围攻,她的处境就危险了!
而另一边.
"林教师!林远,救我救我救我!!" 潘洁惊恐地尖叫,一边疯狂往林远身后缩.
"你先别叫行吗!?" 林远咬牙,随手一挥,一张桌子凭空飞起,"砰" 地一下砸飞一只阴影.
"呃... 你还挺有用的." 潘洁小声嘀咕.
"废话!" 林远瞥了她一眼,随手又操控一张椅子砸向另一个阴影,嘴角微抽:"你其实可以试试看,能不能把那扇门打开的,老躲我后面干嘛?"
"我... 我怕死.而且,我可以辅助你啊!" 潘洁理直气壮地说.
林远翻了个白眼:"你不要在我身后,发动无差别声波攻击就好了,另外一个意思,就是别大喊大叫."
不过不得不说,林远的鬼力在关键时刻确实帮上了忙,他用桌椅,柜子,甚至地毯不断干扰阴影,让它们的攻击变得更加混乱.
与此同时,林远也发现了一个不对劲的地方.
这些阴影的攻击... 好像是重复的?
林远眯起眼睛,仔细观察.
他发现所有阴影的攻击模式都像是死循环,它们的动作看起来很恐怖,但本质上都是固定的,比如:
总是先抬右手抓人,再用左手撕扯;
攻击角度几乎一样,就像是被设定好了一样;
但... 只有一个阴影的攻击,是不同的!
那个阴影的动作灵活许多,甚至会闪避张洛的攻击,不像其他阴影一样死板.
林远心中一动,暗中锁定了这个阴影.
当张洛一剑刺穿被锁定阴影的头颅后,林远立刻留意它消散的位置,再仔细观察墙上,缓缓爬出来的阴影,眯起眼睛,低声道:
"原来如此..."
他抬手操控鬼力,猛地朝那个阴影出现的墙角轰去!
"轰!!"
墙角的墙壁被鬼力震裂,一片破碎的砖石滑落,随后,一个黑色的碎裂恶灵面具掉了出来!
"就是它!"
张洛看到面具,几乎没有丝毫犹豫,直接握紧桃木剑,猛地刺了过去!
"噗!"
桃木剑刺穿面具,刹那间,一道凄厉的鬼哭声在房间里回荡!
"呃啊啊啊啊啊!"
阴冷的风瞬间爆发,整个房间剧烈颤动了一下,随后一切恢复了平静.
墙壁上贴满的 "人" 消失了,房门重新打开,灯光恢复了正常.
地上的恶灵面具已经裂成碎片.
张洛微微喘息,擦了擦额头的汗珠,脸色凝重地看着地上面具的残骸.
"... 这东西,是用鬼魂的阴气炼化而成的." 她沉声道.