Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 602 [Domain - Second Gate] What's in the Coffin

Without making a sound, Chen put the key back in his pocket and straightened up calmly.

He didn't show any abnormality; it seemed he was just checking if the key was correct.

My gaze naturally swept forward, and there was a ghost carrying a bundle kneeling in front of the brazier.

The two pallbearers in the back row were still sobbing softly, their sleeves covering half their faces, as if they hadn't noticed at all that the coffin had almost been opened.

But Chen Ji knew very well that he had not misjudged.

These two ghosts had been watching his every move.

At this moment, the doubt that had been troubling Chen Ji finally made sense.

These ghosts were the same "customers" that Du Tingfeng and his companion had encountered before. They not only stole the paper money they used for communication, but also took advantage of the two's worries about their teammates outside, almost causing the mourning group to cut off their own path to survival and sell the paper sedan chair.

A ghost of this caliber wouldn't be so dazed as it is now.

"The same trick was used twice... The way out for the mourning group was hidden in the so-called 'dead end,' but for us, what was originally a chance for survival turned into real danger."

Based on the timing of the death warning, the death was probably not triggered by the act of opening the coffin.

So that's what's inside the coffin.

But there was no time to think about that right now; he needed to confirm something else.

Chen Ji turned around and saw Fei'er floating over, clearly having already inspected the sedan chair.

Her paper-thin face was expressionless as she shook her head.

There was nothing inside the sedan chair.

The two ghosts that had possessed their bodies had disappeared without a trace.

Even though he had a vague premonition of all this, Chen Ji still couldn't help but sigh after hearing Fei'er's confirmation.

"Our plan was flawed from the start."

"You mean the key didn't work?" Phil glanced at the tightly closed coffin, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Ji shook his head.

"No, the key can open the coffin, but we will die after it is opened."

“But isn’t this exactly what we wanted to achieve…?” Phil was taken aback.

“Yes,” Chen Ji said, “but it can’t be us who die.”

The appearance of the death warning completely overturned all of Chen Ji's previous ideas.

First of all, Ma Zhao did indeed use the method of "substitute death," and the fact that Wu Hui and Feng Yao were not attacked has already verified its feasibility.

So, knowing that this method was feasible, why did these ghosts still try to kill them?

Unless their deaths change nothing.

In other words, it "doesn't count".

"The problem probably lies in our bodies," Chen Ji said, explaining that this is the biggest difference between them and normal people.

“Strictly speaking, we are now human souls trapped in paper figures, not real life.”

After telling Fei'er everything that had just happened, Chen Ji added, "That's why I asked you to check on the sedan chair."

He looked at the paper sedan chair with a complicated expression. As early as when he suspected these ghosts, Chen Ji had already deduced the correct method of "substitute death".

It wasn't that they died.

Instead, they killed the two ghosts that had taken over their bodies!

Because the focus of "substitution" is the human body, not the human soul.

“But how do we kill them?” Phil immediately pointed out the problem: only ghosts can kill ghosts.

They only had a pen as a mysterious object.

Chen Ji didn't speak. He had indeed considered using a fountain pen, but there might be a more suitable option at the moment.

My gaze shifted to the two dark coffins.

It has been carried away again by the ghosts who are carrying the coffin.

The second round of burning paper money had ended, and the wailing gradually grew louder again.

“The coffin will erase the soul directly,” Chen Ji said. “If… if we are lucky enough, the death of the paper figure will end our curse directly.”

Just as they initially envisioned, they killed two birds with one stone, resolving both curses.

But he and Fei'er faced two real problems.

First, the paper figures, along with their bodies, disappeared without a trace.

Second, assuming the first problem is solved, how serious will their original bodies be injured the moment the coffin kills the paper figures?

“Opening the coffin means certain death…” Fei’er whispered, “What’s inside the coffin?”

Chen Ji didn't know either.

He could only sense a deathly stillness, like mist seeping from the coffin, sending chills down his spine.

The level of discomfort it evokes is comparable to the original photos of the monk ghost.

In a brief silence, the two walked silently forward with the group.

Suddenly, Fei'er asked in a muffled voice, "Are they really still alive?"

"Ah."

Chen Ji nodded without hesitation.

The ghost's reaction already proved that Du Tingfeng and Xu Sandao were not dead.

The mourning ceremony was not yet over.

He knew why Fei'er was uncertain, because if the contents of the coffin were so terrifying, how could Du Tingfeng and Xu Sandao still be alive?

But the thing is…

Chen Ji is increasingly doubtful: are they really in coffins?

If so, how did they survive?

If not.

Where are Du Tingfeng and Xu Sandao now?