Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 527 [Domain · Second Gate] Golden Boy and Jade Girl

In front of the residential building.

Chen Ji's hand suddenly froze the moment he saw the paper figure.

Within the frame of the screen, he saw with his own eyes the paper figure that looked exactly like him give a strange smile.

Just as the scarlet mouth opened to its maximum extent, the time at the top of the screen suddenly jumped.

23:59

00:00

Chen Ji's vision suddenly blurred!

He felt an indescribable strangeness throughout his body, as if his bones had been removed. The next second, he saw—

before......

It was a piece of white cloth.

curtain.

Pull back the curtain a crack.

Through the gap, he saw the telephone pole and the street where he had just been standing.

In an instant, Chen Ji's heart sank. He had been transported to the fifth floor, which was just shown in the footage!

Therefore, there are only two possibilities—

Amidst the rustling sound, he suddenly turned around and looked at Fei'er beside him.

No, to be precise, it's a paper doll with Phil's face drawn on it.

On the paper doll's face, the ink-drawn eyes of the paper doll stared straight at Chen Ji.

Its hand, painted with red nail polish, moved stiffly, reaching towards its dark red paper dress—

"Fei'er, it's me, don't do anything."

Chen Ji quickly declared his identity, his voice strange and grating, like a cat squealing.

It was indeed the second type.

He sighed inwardly, lowered his head, and heard the rustling sound of toilet paper moving inside his body.

He turned into a paper figure.

Fei'er too.

Phil seemed to recognize him. She slowly lowered her hand, her mouth not opening, yet a sound escaped her lips:

"us......"

She stopped abruptly after saying just two words, seemingly very unaccustomed to her current voice.

It certainly sounds terrifying.

"Ahem." After a few seconds, she continued, "The paper figure we just saw was ourselves?"

"We've seen the future?"

"A novel idea, hmm...maybe. But perhaps it's not that complicated."

Chen Ji said that he was enduring the strange sensations in his body. It was too light, as if he were just a piece of paper, fragile, easily broken, and a little too flexible.

He needs to control the range of his movements, otherwise even a slight turn will cause his entire body to completely change direction.

Fei'er adjusted herself immediately.

She understood what Chen Ji meant, and pulled the curtains to the side, revealing the street scene outside.

"..."

really.

Chen Ji felt a chill in his heart.

Right where they had just stood, two figures were looking up, staring straight at the window.

The familiar messy, short black hair, the familiar twin ponytails, one tall and one short...

It was Chen Ji himself, and Fei'er too!

Even the "Chen Ji" downstairs was still holding his phone.

If an outsider were present and watching all of this, they wouldn't see anything amiss, because everything seemed perfectly normal, and no one had changed.

But in fact, it's completely reversed.

Just now... yes, exactly twelve o'clock, he and Fei'er swapped bodies with the two paper figures upstairs.

At this moment, Chen Ji couldn't help but suspect that all of this was inextricably linked to the hotel.

Through Zhou Liang's ghost eyes, he saw that the two children in 309 were actually a pair of children who had been hanged and were wearing children's watches.

Chen Ji and Fei'er are currently in a similar state to the two children, both of them hidden inside paper figures.

However, unlike adults, the paper figures have become adult versions of the golden boy and jade girl.

Just then, the two ghosts disguised as Chen Ji downstairs suddenly raised their arms.

He held up his phone.

In a flash, Chen Ji suddenly realized what it might be about to do, and immediately pulled Fei'er back to hide!

"What is he doing?"

Fei'er hadn't seen the ghost's movements clearly and asked warily.

"Take our picture."

If Chen could make expressions right now, his face would definitely look terrible: "These two ghosts have our phones; they probably discovered the group chat."

"They knew we might go to other people, so they preemptively informed the other teams that they had encountered a ghost."

In this way, even if they do find another team, they will be mistaken for ghosts.

And there is currently no means of proof.

They look like ghosts, speak like ghosts, and only their souls belong to themselves. But who can see another person's soul at first sight?

What should we do now?

Actively seek them out?

Chen Ji waited for a while before walking to the window, but the two ghosts had already disappeared.

"I have no more ghosts."

Fei'er suddenly blurted out a sentence.

Everything she owns is on the person she is downstairs.

Now she is nothing but an empty, paper-thin shell.

Without a doubt, Chen Ji was the same.

"pen."

Chen Ji immediately murmured, "Are you there?"

Nothing happens.

“…Tsk.” Chen Ji looked at his paper-mache arm, which no longer bore the mark of the Ghostly Deity.

This means his status as a resident has been stripped away, no, to be precise, stolen. Perhaps that's why—

and many more.

Chen Ji's heart stirred.

A thin red line, like one drawn with cinnabar, slowly appeared on his paper arm.

It started out very faint, but quickly became more and more concentrated until it was like blood.

Chen Ji suddenly remembered that when he opened the Netherworld, he felt an invisible thread that seemed to connect his soul to the pen.

【Hello? 】

The sound of a fountain pen echoed in Chen Ji's mind.

"It's me, can you hear me?"

Chen Ji immediately replied.

【Hello? 】

【Hello? 】

【say】

The pen seemed unable to hear his voice.

Chen Ji's newly ignited hope was shattered once again.

He sighed silently. Oh well.

The moment the idea popped into his head, a cheerful voice appeared:

Don't bother calculating it.

I was just kidding.

Okay, I can hear you. What do you need me to do?

"First, observe where those two ghosts went, then find a chance to sneak away and come find me."

Chen Ji ignored its previous behavior and instead instructed, "Be careful, don't let that ghost notice."

He was worried that the two ghosts might use text messages to scam other people.

A fountain pen can be used for listening or as a reminder when necessary.

Furthermore, numerous experiences have demonstrated that ghosts can use supernatural objects. Once a ghost detects something amiss, it will use a fountain pen, and no one will survive. Moreover, the pen will enter a dormant state.

【OK】

【rest assured】

【wait for me】

After saying that, the pen fell silent.

Only the red thread on the paper figure's arm, as crimson as blood, seems to never fade.

The gaze shifted into the room.

Chen Ji scanned the old house; the decor was cozy, but something felt off...

That's when.

Suddenly, Fei'er floated to his side.

She was holding a photograph in her hands, a group photo from kindergarten.

It had a strange, pale white hue, but that wasn't what Chen Ji was focused on; rather—

In the upper right corner of the group photo are two children who are smiling happily.

One male and one female.

The paper figure in room 309.