I did not experience a mysterious revival!

Chapter 8 Tool

"Here! Come in quickly!"

Just as Lin Yuan was about to hide in the cubicle, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. When he turned around, he saw that the door of the nearest room was open a crack.

A middle-aged man was waving anxiously at him.

living person?

Lin Yuan was very surprised, but he rushed over without any hesitation.

After the middle-aged man opened the door and let Lin Yuan in, he quickly closed it again. He then pressed his ear against the doorway and listened for a while before smiling and saying to Lin Yuan, "Young man, everything's alright for now."

Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Thank you, brother. What... what's going on here?"

"What else could it be? We encountered a ghost. You've come at the perfect time. Almost everyone in this building is gone. There aren't many living people like us left."

The middle-aged man sighed and suddenly asked, "I'm Chen Xiao, the owner of this house. What's your name, young man?"

"Lin Yuan".

As Lin Yuan spoke, he looked around at the surroundings.

Unlike the single suite he rented, this was a normal family home, full of life, and with some children's toys.

It looks like a place where a family of three lives.

The living room was somewhat messy, as if someone had fought a battle there.

Something's not right!

"When the accident happened, some ghostly thing broke in. It took all our strength to push it out of the window."

Chen Ming sighed and explained everything perfectly, then said to Lin Yuan, "My wife and kids are in the bedroom. Brother, you should go and rest for a while. I'll stay here and see if we can save any more people."

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over Chen Ming's neck.

It's the middle of summer now, and the room is stuffy and hot without air conditioning.

However, Chen Ming was wearing a coat with the collar standing up, and he didn't take it off even though he was sweating profusely.

Moreover, Lin Yuan clearly saw a bruise on Chen Ming's neck.

Chen Ming quickly straightened his collar to cover the bruise, and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, young man. I was injured a bit earlier."

Lin Yuan nodded, casually took a few steps back, and suddenly grabbed a fruit knife from the pile of messy items, his eyes sharpening.

Chen Ming's expression changed drastically. "What are you doing? I've been so kind as to take you in, and you're pointing a knife at me? You're repaying kindness with enmity!"

"Treason? No, I was just defending myself. Brother Chen, I appreciate your willingness to save people, but some things don't make sense. You've clearly encountered a great calamity, and you don't even stay with your wife and children, yet you ask me, a stranger, to accompany them. Isn't that a bit too heartless?" Lin Yuan said coldly.

Panic began to creep into Chen Ming's eyes. He glanced instinctively toward the bedroom, forcing himself to remain calm, and said, "I'm a good person, is that wrong?"

"Sure, of course. But please, kind sir, take me to the bedroom yourself." Lin Yuan snorted coldly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

clap clap clap!

A round of applause broke out, and the bedroom door was seen to have been opened at some point, with a young man in his twenties leaning against the doorway.

This person was not very tall, and his skin lacked the color of a living person.

His entire face and neck were a deathly gray, pale and dark, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time and was on the verge of death, lifeless.

The weirdest thing is.

Starting from the person's cheeks, a large area of ​​purplish-brown spiderweb-like veins twisted and intertwined, like thin purplish-brown lines spreading all the way to the neck and the skin under the collar.

More importantly, the moment this person appeared, Lin Yuan felt a chilling aura wash over him, making him feel a coldness even in the middle of summer.

"Chen Ming, you really are a good-for-nothing! You can't even handle this simple task?"

The man seemed to disregard Lin Yuan, his voice arrogant and cold.

Chen Ming hurriedly ran over, but dared not touch the other person, pleading, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't take him to his room, but he's already inside, he can't escape now. According to the agreement, you... you can let me go, my..."

A mocking glint flashed in the man's eyes, as if he were toying with Chen Ming. "Yes, according to the agreement, you help me lure someone in, and I'll release one of your family members. Now it's your turn to choose: your beautiful wife, or your ten-year-old son? Which one do you want me to release?"

"I...I..."

Chen Ming's face was deathly pale. He could clearly hear soft sobs and whimpers in the room, and his emotions were gradually breaking down.

He immediately knelt down before the man, crying like a child despite being in his thirties or forties, tears and snot streaming down his face. "Please, please, spare us! I... I'm willing to die with him in your place, just spare my wife and children..."

boom!

The man's face instantly darkened, and he suddenly kicked Chen Ming in the shoulder.

The kick didn't seem very powerful, but Chen Ming's tall body, weighing at least 150 or 160 pounds, was sent flying.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan dodged quickly, otherwise Chen Ming might have crashed directly onto him.

"Hmph! Do you think I, Ouyang Tian, ​​am the kind of person who goes back on his word? If I say one for one, then I won't accept less than one! But, you have good observation skills and your reaction speed isn't bad either, so you're a suitable candidate."

The man finally turned his gaze to Lin Yuan.

To his surprise, he didn't see fear or unease in Lin Yuan; instead, he saw a kind of scrutiny and... expectation.

Wait, are you looking forward to it?

Is this the look a normal young person should have?

"Ouyang Tian? That name sounds familiar. Oh, that unlucky fellow who died in Huanggang Village?" Lin Yuan remembered the name.

After confirming that the background of his delusional fantasy world was a mysteriously revived world, he specifically reread the novel.

Fortunately, the setting in the delusion was Dachang City.

Otherwise, you might not get much useful information.

"You know you're a Ghost Tamer, so you're one of them? But I'll die in Huanggang Village? What nonsense." Ouyang Tian's expression became serious for the first time.

However, after looking Lin Yuan up and down, he relaxed his guard.

There is a connection between those who control ghosts, or rather, between supernatural forces. They can tell whether the other is of the same kind the moment they meet.

He was fooled just now and actually thought Lin Yuan was some new ghost tamer.

But after careful sensing, there was no reaction. "I don't know where you found out about the Ghost Tamer, but it doesn't matter. Now, just obediently serve as a tool for scouting!"

Faced with Ouyang Tian's arrogance, Lin Yuan had already fallen into self-doubt:

Could it be that I am really not a ghost tamer?