I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 3 Shadow

The hand, or rather the outline of the hand, emerged from beneath a layer of skin.

The hand was grayish-blue with sharp nails, as if it were about to tear open the skin and emerge from the inside. However, the skin covering the hand was very resilient and was not torn. What was frightening was that the hand was more than a meter long.

Is this still a human hand?

Upon seeing this, a name flashed through Lin Yuan's mind, and he subconsciously called out, "Zhou... Zhou Zheng?"

Zhou Zheng was clearly stunned for a moment, and suddenly pulled back the hand that was gripping Lin Yuan's neck.

Losing his support, Lin Yuan collapsed to the ground and coughed violently, as if he were coughing up his lungs.

"You're still conscious?"

Lin Yuan looked up and clearly saw that Zhou Zheng's belly was still writhing, and that terrifying hand could reach out again at any moment and grab his neck.

He touched his face and said with a wry smile, "It was a close call. If you had arrived any later, I probably would be dead."

Zhou Zheng nodded, looking at Lin Yuan's left eye, the only remaining normal part of his face. "Who are you? Why do you know me? Also, what is your current situation, and what's going on here?"

Several questions came one after another.

But Lin Yuan was also puzzled.

I thought the world after narcolepsy was just my imagination, a serious illness combining narcolepsy and delusions, but now Zhou Zheng has appeared!

Who is Zhou Zheng?

The second head of Dachang City in the mysterious resurrected world, who also dies upon his first appearance, serving as a bridge-like figure paving the way for the protagonist Yang Jian.

Could it be that my delusions are actually combined with the content of the novels I've read?

That's really absurd.

However, this is my opportunity!

If this is a world of mysterious resurgence, then the actors I encountered earlier were clearly ghost slaves, and the theatrical makeup I was wearing was a kind of curse.

One kind of curse is to turn him into a demon slave!

The ghost, whose origin is unknown, killed him more than ten times simply through curses. He had no way of fighting against such a terrifying thing with his own power.

But what if it's a ghost baby named Zhou Zheng?

Zhou Zheng's condition is not bad. The belly containing the ghost baby looks to be only five or six months old. He can use supernatural powers. There must be many more, right?

Moreover, Zhou Zheng's character in the novel is quite good.

A personality that's willing to sacrifice oneself to save others...

"explain!"

Zhou Zheng's voice turned cold. If Lin Yuan hadn't called out his name, given Lin Yuan's strange demeanor and the way he stood at the door of the changing room where there were living people, he would have already strangled the other person with the ghost baby's supernatural power.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes. "My name is Lin Yuan, a survivor. I had the opportunity to read some information about the paranormal community before, and I know that you are the person in charge of Dachang City, so I naturally have some background information on you."

Zhou Zheng nodded slightly, indicating his acceptance of the explanation.

Although the paranormal world is kept secret from ordinary people, some powerful and influential people are always passively exposed to its affairs.

The situation in Dachang City is similar. The Xiaoqiang Club has drawn in all the wealthy people in Dachang City, so it's only natural that they would let some ordinary people know about the paranormal world.

"As for this place, I don't know either. I just ran into a group of actors who were shouting for help, and then a strange opera tune popped into my head, and that's how this happened on my face."

Lin Yuan smiled wryly and pointed to his head. "I don't have much time left. If my face is completely covered with this mask, I'll probably become a ghost slave. The only thing that made the voice in my head quieter was when you grabbed me just now."

"I see. Let me help you suppress it for now, and we'll talk about it after we get out."

After Zhou Zheng finished speaking, he actually used the supernatural power of the ghost baby again.

The hand reached out again and slapped Lin Yuan on the head, leaving a shallow, grayish-blue handprint, like a child's palm.

Lin Yuan felt the eerie opera singing in his mind instantly subside and become blurry.

Although it wasn't removed, the heavy feeling disappeared.

He rushed to the glass wall and saw his reflection. The makeup on his face had stopped spreading, but the grayish-blue baby handprint on his forehead was fading at a visible speed.

"Don't worry, just stay close to me. I'll take you out first. I'll replace this handprint for you when it disappears."

Zhou Zheng has already rescued the people from the locker room.

These are two women in uniforms, probably saleswomen at this children's clothing store. They are in their early twenties and look pitiful with tears streaming down their faces.

Even though they were rescued, the two still held each other tightly.

Whether they were looking at Lin Yuan or Zhou Zheng, their eyes were filled with terror and fear, yet they dared not run away.

Zhou Zheng was already used to this situation. Fortunately, he had temporarily calmed the two down by using his identity. "Lin Yuan, since you know about the supernatural world, you should also know the three laws when facing a vengeful ghost! Judging from the current situation, this ghost's killing pattern should be sound. As long as you hear the voice of a ghost slave, you will be cursed and eventually become a ghost slave yourself."

But I haven't encountered any of those actor-like ghost slaves you mentioned along the way, so their appearance must have some other pattern. I'll send them out first, but your condition is very dangerous. You have to come with me to deal with the source ghost; otherwise, without the suppression of supernatural power, you'll soon become a ghost slave too, understand?"

"clear."

Lin Yuan touched his face and did not refuse.

If he had met Zhou Zheng when he first suffered from narcolepsy and before he was cursed, he might have been able to leave immediately, but now...

"what!"

The younger female saleswoman suddenly cried out in terror, her finger trembling as she pointed behind Lin Yuan, "Shadow...Shadow..."

What?

Lin Yuan turned around abruptly and immediately realized something was wrong.

His reflection on the glass wall remained standing, staring blankly at him. As he looked over, the shadow slowly raised its hand.

next moment.

A strange force came, and Lin Yuan's corresponding hand also rose uncontrollably, making a delicate orchid finger gesture.

Frightened!

disturbed!

anger!

A flood of emotions surged through him. While he could still control the other half of his body, Lin Yuan grabbed the clothes-sweeping pole beside him and smashed it heavily against the glass.

boom!

A loud crash resounded, but despite his best efforts, he couldn't shatter the glass.

The next moment, he almost completely lost control of his body, and his whole body was in the same position as an actor performing on stage, and even the light in his eyes began to dwindle.

Death begins to descend at this moment!