Chapter 242 Mysterious Ghost (Ⅰ)

Joan and Rebecca carefully checked the other rooms on the second floor of the mansion, but found nothing unusual.

Returning to the stairs, Joan took Rebecca up to the third floor.

The space on the third floor is relatively small, with only two ventilation windows.

It happened that a cloud covered the moonlight, making the third floor particularly dark.

Rebecca chanted a prayer in praise of Queen Karma, and slowly raised her left hand.

The string of mithril holy emblems wrapped around her wrist exudes magical radiance, like a lantern, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Joan carefully inspected the four guest rooms on the third floor with the help of magic light, but he still found no signs of undead lurking, so he was a little disappointed.

"There are no clues on the third floor, and only the basement is left." Joan said thoughtfully, "If the ghost is not in the basement, we can only leave this big house and search elsewhere."

"The manor is so big, if every inch of the ground has to be inspected, at least it will take three or four days." Rebecca followed Joan and turned downstairs, saying with a dull interest: "If there is no clue in the basement, let's go home Well, there's no point in staying up all night just to earn the 500 gold Dujia!"

Joan still hesitated.

Unlike Rebecca, if he had to choose between staying up late to search the manor or giving up 500 gold coins, he would choose the former.

I am afraid that a lot of time and energy will be spent in vain, and the ghost will not be caught in the end, and the money will not be earned.

When I was preoccupied, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a ray of moonlight shining through my side, and suddenly felt a chill in my heart, and stopped at the stairs.

Rebecca almost bumped her head on his back, and asked in surprise, "Why did you stop all of a sudden?"

"The door is open."

Joann tried to keep her voice as light as possible.

"Before I went upstairs just now, I had already closed the door of the main hall on the second floor."

Rebecca looked into the hall opposite the stairs.

Sure enough, the door was opened with a gap, and the hazy moonlight flowed out through the gap, reflecting pale reflections on the ground near the door.

"Is it the wind?" Rebecca asked in a low voice.

"I've bolted the windows in the hall so the wind can't come in." Joan replied blankly.

"Ah?! Isn't that only one possibility... After we went upstairs, someone followed us in!" Rebecca stared wide-eyed in horror.

"But do you hear footsteps?"

"No……"

"I do not have either."

Joan looked at the siren in his hand.

"The sirens didn't respond either, suggesting that the man following us was very good at stealth, moving about with no noise, no smell, and almost no drafts."

"Living people don't have such abilities!"

Rebecca's voice trembled slightly.

"It must be the ghost! It's horrible, no wonder we can't find it, it's hiding behind us!"

"It's too early to draw conclusions, I'll go into the house to check the situation, you stay outside—"

"don't want!"

Before Joan could finish speaking, she was interrupted violently by Rebecca.

"I don't want to separate from you!"

"If two people act separately in a dangerous place, they will definitely be attacked by enemies lurking in the dark!"

"Then it's better for us to advance and retreat together, so that we can take care of us in case of danger!"

Sensing Joan's weird gaze, Rebecca's face flushed red, and she solemnly emphasized that she had sufficient basis for making such a judgment, because...

"The horror stories in novels are all written like this!"

Qiao An really wanted to complain that she was so timid, so why bother to make things difficult for her, and read some horror stories.

However, he also knew that although Rebecca was timid, she had a strong self-esteem, and she would never admit it even if she was terrified.

I had no choice but to nod in agreement: "You're right, it's better for us to go into the house together."

Joan remotely opened the door with the "Hand of the Higher Mage" and signaled Rebecca to detect the situation inside the house.

Rebecca raised the holy emblem, and while the magic light illuminated the hall inside the door, it also projected the magic power of "detecting undead" into it.

On the empty floor, a hazy cloud rose.

It looked like a cloud of dust, but even Joan could detect the icy aura that emanated from it.

"It's a trace of negative energy."

Rebecca looked serious.

"Sure enough, as we guessed, there was an undead creature staying here just now. Unfortunately, it has left this hall and gone to nowhere."

"Go in and have a look, maybe you can find more valuable clues."

Joan walked into the hall with a dagger in his hand, every nerve in his body was tensed.

He lowered the back collar of his jacket with his backhand, exposing the back of his neck, and opened the deformed eyeball on his neck.

The eyeballs rolled around, and the strange gaze swept back and forth in the dark space behind Joan.

Rebecca shuddered in fright at the eyeball behind Joan's neck emitting a faint cold light in the dark, and ran into the hall quickly, standing side by side with him, so as not to be stared at by that scary eyeball.

The two came to the window one after another, carefully inspecting the window with the help of magic radiance, and confirmed that there was no sign of opening.

"A ghost is said to be able to see through walls, so there's no need to open a window if it wants to escape."

Joan suspected that he was wasting his efforts.

"Ghosts have no substance, so they can indeed penetrate obstacles such as walls, doors and windows, but since they have no substance, how can they open the door?"

It wasn't until this moment that Rebecca discovered this doubt.

"The reality is that the door was opened, which means that the one who opened the door was either a physical undead creature rather than an incorporeal ghost, or there was at least one ghost accomplice in this big room who opened the door for it."

Rebecca's reasoning made Joan shudder.

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden creaking sound behind him.

With the help of the "dark vision" eyeball behind his neck, Joann saw the half-open door close by itself without looking back.

In the closed hall, there are especially echoes.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and breathing became extremely difficult.

Rebecca raised her trembling left hand, and with the holy symbol of "Light Art", illuminated the automatically closed door.

In this deathly silence, Joan could clearly hear the beating heartbeat of the girl beside him, and his own heartbeat was also very violent.

Under the focus of the magic light, Joan and Rebecca watched a black shadow meandering in through the crack of the door.

At first, the monster looked like a paper-like flat poisonous snake with almost no thickness. However, it kept squeezing through the crack of the door, twisted and swelled up, and its true face was completely presented in front of the two of them.

It looks like a reflection of a human figure, just flat against the door panel.

Judging from its curvaceous silhouette, it looks like a young woman with a good figure.

However, what makes Joan feel absurd and even terrifying is that there is no entity corresponding to this sexy reflection in the room at all.

There was only such a shadow, which suddenly appeared on the opposite side.

It looked like a dark mural, quietly pasted on the door, as if it was quietly spying on him and Rebecca with a pair of invisible eyes.

Five more today, there are three more chapters to come