Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 575 [Domain 2 Gate] Obtaining the Incense Burner, a Fight to the Death!

Luo Weicheng's breathing almost froze.

His five senses had never been so sharp.

Whether it was the long shadow he saw behind him as he looked down, or the strong smell of rust that filled his nostrils.

Or perhaps, the trembling sound of a knife tip scraping against a stone pavement.

stab-

Everyone was reminding him.

Ma Zhao was right behind him.

But Luo Weicheng can only pretend not to see or feel it now, otherwise he will surely die if Ma Zhao recognizes him as not being one of the "mourning family members"!

At this moment, Luo Weicheng's back was covered in cold sweat, and time seemed to have been stretched out tenfold.

Even though it was 70% certain, Ma Zhao, deeply affected by the mourning clothes, lost most of his rationality and mainly relied on hearing to locate the object.

But Luo Weicheng couldn't help but let a series of thoughts pop into his mind.

What if I happen to guess wrong?

Although Ma Zhao didn't rely on sight for positioning, at such close range, he didn't need particularly good vision...

When he escaped for the second time, he made eye contact with Ma Zhao. What if the other man remembered his face?

What if the other person notices the wound on your back?

A jumble of thoughts flashed through Luo Weicheng's mind. Everything had happened so fast that only now did he belatedly realize how rushed his plan had been.

But there is no way.

This was the only method Luo Weicheng could think of in such a short time. The most crucial point was that he could choose to keep running away, but he couldn't afford the cost!

He has to do something, anything!

Ma Zhao still didn't make a move.

To be precise, his body remained motionless, but the knife was not withdrawn.

The hand holding the long knife seemed to be doing this intentionally, swaying back and forth intermittently.

The blade scraped across the ground, buzzing in Luo Weicheng's ears.

"He knows I'm here..."

Luo Weicheng was very clear about this.

However, Ma Zhao is still unable to determine exactly who his target, "Zhang Wei," is.

Time passed slowly, and the mourning at the tombstone, whose identity was unknown, had reached its climax.

The family members seemed to think that Luo Weicheng knew the deceased, and were infected by his emotions; at this moment, their voices were hoarse from crying.

Luo Weicheng was among them, also crying loudly, but his heartbeat had gradually calmed down.

Under immense pressure, he began to consider something else.

It's too late to go back and check the incense burner now, as it's too conspicuous, but more than ten minutes have already passed.

The incense burner has most likely already fully materialized.

Then he needed to consider the next step: how to take the incense burner away when Ma Zhao was only a stone's throw away.

And how do we get back to reality?

The first thing is easy to solve; the most crucial step is the second.

Wu Huineng was switched back because she was playing the role of "pregnant customer (ghost mother)," while the real ghost mother was lured back into the mirror by Luo Weicheng.

However, this method was completely ineffective for Luo Weicheng.

Zhang Wei is dead and has been placed in the cemetery; he is not inside the second door at all!

Not to mention that Wu Hui's fate is currently unknown, making it impossible for her to communicate with him through a mirror as Luo Weicheng had done before—

and many more.

A thought suddenly struck Luo Weicheng!

Wu Hui is not allowed, but what about the others?

The mirror is the medium connecting two worlds: one is here, and the other is reality. Aren't the other entrants in the realm just like him before, in reality?

And now...

The world he inhabits covers the entire city of Daping.

This means he could return to the Splendid Garden, the place where Liu Zi and the others went before they parted ways!

Luo Weicheng's mind cleared instantly, and he quickly figured out what to do next.

Now all we need to do is patiently wait for the right opportunity...

He glanced at the family members dressed in mourning clothes.

There were seven or eight people, like a family, with old and young, and the deceased they were mourning seemed to be only thirty or forty years old, in the prime of his life.

His gaze locked onto one of them, and Luo Weicheng burst into tears.

A few minutes later.

As he expected.

Among the family members who were wailing, the elderly woman in her sixties or seventies suddenly swayed.

Luo Weicheng had already observed that all these people were kneeling around the old woman, and the old woman was the one crying the most sadly among them!

It is clear that the deceased was her son.

The old woman must have been heartbroken to see her child die, especially with Luo Weicheng's presence adding to the atmosphere.

Under the combined strain of the severe blow and the exhaustion from her crying, it was inevitable that the old woman would succumb to her injuries.

And once she faints...

Bang!

Just as the old woman was about to fall onto the tombstone, Luo Weicheng reached out and caught her head.

The remaining people then realized that the old man had fainted, and their expressions changed drastically!

However, at this moment, Luo Weicheng had already picked up the old man and was walking towards the door, clearly intending to take the old man to rest first.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Amidst the chaotic footsteps and cries, Luo Weicheng walked forward with his head down, his heart pounding!

step.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ma Zhaosu's white mourning clothes sleeves. Beneath the sleeves, a hand seemed to have been plunged into a pool of blood and stirred around, and in that hand was an extremely sharp long knife!

Two steps.

Luo Weicheng brushed past him.

Three steps.

He could already see the incense burner on another tombstone a few meters away.

wisps of white smoke rose.

The incense burner is fully visible, with all four incense sticks intact.

The family members followed and surrounded Luo Weicheng.

"call......"

Luo Weicheng breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

But at that moment, he heard the longsword stop humming and start beating as it had at the beginning:

"Squeak—"

The blade slowly sliced ​​across the ground, and the aching sound drew closer. Ma Zhao made his move!

Luo Weicheng broke out in goosebumps all over his body. At the same moment, he suddenly realized—

Because the old woman fainted.

The sobbing of the others had gradually stopped.

Only his desperate cries echoed throughout the cemetery.

In other words... in Ma Zhao's eyes, he is now as conspicuous as the only torch in the dark night!

Luo Weicheng felt a chill run down his spine. Without any further hesitation, he tossed the old woman to the person next to him and ran away!

The sound of a long sword followed immediately!

With his adrenaline pumping to its peak, Luo Weicheng didn't hesitate at all. He ran to the tombstone and grabbed the incense burner.

He didn't have time to stop for even a second, enduring the pain in his calves, and ran desperately towards the door!

Soon, Luo Weicheng ran out of the cemetery.

Street intersection.

The next street corner.

As time went on, Luo Weicheng's strength could no longer sustain him. He suddenly stopped, panting heavily.

He warmed the incense burner by holding it in his hand.

But a chill slowly crept into Luo Weicheng's heart.

He turned around, tears streaming down his face, gazing at the white figure approaching from afar...

My previous idea was correct.

Ma Zhao and the incense burner were bound together.

In other words, there are no more gaps.

As long as the incense burner remains in Luo Weicheng's hands, Ma Zhao will relentlessly pursue him, never to disappear, until death do them part!