A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village

Ch. 33

The next second, the huge energy collision between Nanda and Giant was still surging extremely powerful.

Akbar and Arman continue to resist the other ghosts under the energy pressure.

"Sorry .. I'm sorry .. I .. I didn't mean it .. I ...."

The village chief recovered from his earnestness, and said helplessly, looking like an old man with a good offer, how could there be madness just now.

"Now I know what regret is, isn't it too late?."

"I ...."

"We know it wasn't your fault. You are controlled by that evil supernatural being."

They could see clearly at this moment that there were only middle-aged and elderly residents in this village.

"Tell me what's going on here?" Arman pulled the old man and asked.

"This story is quite long, but I think it can be shortened." The village chief smiled bitterly.

The village chief listened to Arman's comments, and felt relieved, and then said something about it. In the past, this village was not very famous here, only a small village in the mountains, the old people were villagers, there was no water or electricity in the village, and there was usually no entertainment, there was no, therefore playing chess became a hobby and entertainment of many villagers.

"Happiness fades with time." The village chief looked up at the sky. "The strange events are getting out of control."

Then, the residents begin to experience mysterious deaths and ghosts begin to appear.The villagers fear that their grandchildren will become ghost victims, so they move to the big cities one after another.

"Only we are left, we do not want our grandchildren to return but they still have bad luck and come back, so this happened." lamented the village chief.

The village chief and the old man were nostalgic people, unwilling to leave his hometown, he said,

It was originally okay, but after more than ten years, after the old man's grandfather died, the environment gradually began to change.

The old man's father will take him to the big city. However, they discover that they cannot get out because a supernatural creature named buto ijo appears in the nearby streets.

"We're victims too."

Arman looked to Akbar's side, "You going on or coming back?."

"What ... are you serious? He's a very powerful magic."

When the village chief heard them say that they were going to go ahead, they begged to take him on the road. If they can meet their father or brother, they are asked to save their father.

“Do you want me to come in with you?.” Arman said with a smile.

"I'll be right back and you'll be waiting here." Akbar patted Arman on the shoulder. "It's enough I lost Nanda and the others."

“Akbar, is it okay?”The village chief came and asked.

Akbar looked back and the two cats had disappeared. Akbar could only sigh flatly. A little disappointed but what can I do.

Although he was not satisfied with the loss of the two cats, but could not express his emotions, so his attitude was still very good.

"okay." Akbar nodded slightly.

Akbar has explored all corners of the village, there should be no problem because he recognizes almost all supernatural beings.

But as soon as he approached the hall where the buto was, Akbar still sensed that there was another figure.

“If the thing really comes, you might get a little upset.” said the village chief.

"Things? What thing?." Akbar was curious, "Wait a minute. Could it be said that it was meant to die?. "

Thinking about this possibility, Akbar was slightly surprised.

Immediately, Akbar and the Head of the village saw bloody dolls appearing everywhere, they looked like humans, they were very well made, and they were wearing clothes.

“It really is a demon doll master.” Akbar saw the line doll, and knew that she was right.

"He ... Supposedly, the demon doll was in the doll hall and did not walk outside the hall by itself."

Now that he ran out, what does it mean to want to kill everyone?

Akbar saw strange filaments appearing on them, those filaments, like those dolls, the body was no longer controlled by itself, seemed to be controlled by threads, and rushed to his friend.