The strongest BOSS of mysterious recovery

Chapter 204 The old man who digs the grave
The strength of the water ghost's ghost domain is not high, it is only about the strength of two layers of ghost domains, and it cannot be compared with Su Mubai's own black mist ghost domain.

But this supernatural place is very strange.

The black mist ghost domain with a very high intensity was directly suppressed to the point where it could not be opened. On the contrary, the Jishui ghost domain, which had only two layers of ghost domain strength, was not affected in any way, covering a large area around it.

The turbid stagnant water has covered the soil on the surface of the mound, and it is constantly trying to infiltrate into the mound.

As long as the turbid water can seep into the grave, Su Mubai can clearly know what is in the grave, whether it is the endless cemetery space that he reached through the bedroom door before .

"Crash..."

The seemingly not deep stagnant water made a sound like a surging tide when it surged, and the turbid stagnant water covered everything on the surrounding ground.

Judging from the current situation, if there is no accident, the soil of the grave mound should not be able to stop the invasion of accumulated water. After all, water itself has the ability to penetrate into the soil, let alone accumulated water with supernatural power.

But the real situation is not the case!
Although the seemingly ordinary graveyard did not show any abnormalities on the outside, there was a very powerful spiritual existence inside, which directly isolated the invasion of stagnant water.

"Sure enough, the cemetery in the middle of the three old houses cannot be just an ordinary tomb. It is very likely that the cemetery is located in the supernatural space."

Regarding the situation in front of him, Su Mubai did not show any surprise.

He knew that the turbid stagnant water seemed to cover the entire tomb, but in fact it was just the layer of soil covering the surface.

The real graveyard was not shrouded by the ghost of the stagnant water, but an invisible spiritual force isolated the ghost of the stagnant water.

The layer of soil on the surface of the grave mound is like a dividing line. Above the soil is the spiritual land where Su Mubai is currently, and below the soil is another spiritual space where the grave mound is located.

"The spirit of Jishui has been blocked. I don't know if the medium of the hatchet will also be affected. I can't find the source of the cemetery smoothly."

Su Mubai looked at the grave in front of him, and gripped the rusty hatchet in his hand.

The turbid stagnant water has already covered the ground, and the stagnant water can be regarded as Su Mubai's own supernatural power, so the stagnant water covering the ground can also be used as a supernatural power to trigger the medium of the hatchet.

"Huh? Did it work?"

next moment.

The scene in front of Su Mubai changed, and the medium of the hatchet was successfully triggered.

A "person" who did not exist suddenly appeared in front of Su Mubai's eyes, squatting quietly on the ground like that, pressing his palm into the soil on the surface of the grave.

Because of the angle, Su Mubai could only see the back of this person. From the back, he was a stooped old man.

He wore a black hat on his head and a gray robe of the Republic of China style on his body. His exposed skin was dark brown, and a pair of dead wood-like palms looked extremely stiff.

The weirdest thing is.

The old man has only three fingers on both palms, namely the index finger, middle finger and ring finger, and his thumb and little finger are gone.

"This is... the owner of the palm print on the grave, not the spiritual source of the grave, that is to say, the two are not a whole."

only one glance.

Su Mubai recognized the origin of this old man, mainly because his palm was so recognizable, it was exactly the same as the palm print left on the grave before.

Seeing that it was not the ghost that triggered the hatchet medium, Su Mubai was still a little dissatisfied.

He could feel that the spirit in the body of the old man in front of him was completely different from the spirit in that cemetery.

In Su Mubai's eyes, the bottom of this grave is the endless cemetery, so he can instantly confirm that the old man in front of him is not the owner of the grave.

"Ok?"

"What is he going to do? Digging a grave?"

suddenly.

The old man in front of Su Mubai moved, his withered palms flipped quickly, digging up the soil on the grave.

Of course, this is an image in the hatchet medium, not real.

But this also shows that in a certain period of time before, there was indeed such a weird old man who dug a grave here.

………………

at the same time.

Another supernatural space.

Shen Lin was walking in the depths of this white and misty world, and densely packed corpses stood in the white mist around him.

The styles of clothing worn by these corpses are relatively old, some from decades ago, and some from the Republic of China period, but there are no modern clothing styles.

The weird thing is.

These lifeless corpses are actually walking continuously like Shen Lin, passing through the thick white mist.

It's just that the expressions of all of them are very dull, their eyes are empty, and their figures are very stiff. It seems that every step they take has been carefully calculated, no matter the frequency of steps or the distance of steps, they are all exactly the same.

Of course, the same is true for Shen Lin at this time. He turned into one of these ghost slaves, avoiding the attack of ghosts in this way.

Shen Lin's body shape and appearance at this time is not his own appearance, but an old man wearing the costumes of the Republic of China period.

Before, Shen Lin was attacked when he was in-depth investigation in this supernatural space, and dense palms covered his whole body.

But fortunately, the one who attacked him was not the ghost that was the source of the ghost town incident, but the densely packed corpses around him that were affected by the supernatural power, and it could also be said to be the ghost slaves in the ghost town incident.

As far as Shen Lin's own strength is concerned, he dare not say that he can fight against the source of the ghost town incident by himself, but it is still no problem to deal with some ghost slaves derived from the ghost town's supernatural power.

Immediately.

Shen Lin directly invaded the memory of a ghost slave closest to him, and then the memory affected reality, thus replacing this ghost slave.

It was also for this reason that the other ghost slaves around him immediately stopped attacking him.

And Shen Lin, who had turned into a ghost slave, was no longer affected by the dense white mist, and could clearly see the environment around his body.

After all, Shen Lin, who turned into a ghost slave, also belonged to the "person of his own" in this supernatural space. Although it was not comprehensive, it was the fact.

And because of the intrusion into the ghost slave's memory, Shen Lin knew a lot of things, but the old man's memory was incomplete and intermittent, but if they were connected together, it was a lot of information, including a lot of information about the ghost town incident secret.

But even so.

Shen Lin still didn't know where the ghost town's source was, he only knew that the other party was indeed in this supernatural space, and he needed to find the rest by himself.

The entire spiritual space exists relying on ghosts, including the many ghost slaves in the white mist.

It can be said that the source of ghost town incidents is this supernatural space, but this supernatural space cannot be said to be the source of ghost town incidents.

Moreover, it is impossible for Shen Lin to find the source of the ghosts based on appearance alone. After all, the densely packed ghost slaves around them all have supernatural auras, and every ghost slave looks like a real ghost.

Therefore, in addition to looking for suspicious targets with his eyes, Shen Lin's investigation relied more on his own perception ability.

As an old-fashioned ghost master, and also a different kind, Shen Lin was able to preliminarily judge whether what he encountered was a real ghost or just a ghost slave after a simple investigation.

But that would be a lot of work.

After all, there are too many ghost slaves in this supernatural space, and the real ghosts may not necessarily be hidden among these ghost slaves.

"It's time to leave. Although the source of the ghost town incident has not been found, enough is known about the secrets of this supernatural incident. It has been such a long time, and I don't know what is going on with Professor Wang and the others. "

Shen Lin's body stopped, standing on the spot and looking behind him.

The exploration has not found the source of the ghost so far. He plans to give up and continue to investigate. He wants to join Wang Xiaoming and the others, and then gather everyone's strength to search together.

Tap, tap, tap... . . .

Dull footsteps came and went.

The other ghost slaves around Shen Lin continued to wander back and forth as if they never knew how to be tired.

It is worth mentioning that.

These ghost slaves wearing old clothes seem to have a specific area of ​​activity, no matter how they move around, they still act within a certain area.

next moment.

The body of Shen Lin, who was standing still, began to change. The wrinkled old man's face turned into a young man's face, and his body also changed from a stooped old man's body back to his own body.

At this moment, the densely packed figures of ghost slaves all stopped their movements, and pairs of cold and empty eyes looked at Shen Lin's position in unison.

However, before these ghost slaves could take any action, Shen Lin's figure suddenly disappeared from the white mist-filled spiritual space.

After losing their "target", these ghost slaves quickly resumed their previous mode of action and continued to wander within a specific range.

………………

Beiyang City.

On the street filled with white fog.

Wang Xiaoming and a group of nine people are walking forward.

It is said that there are nine people, but in fact there are only seven real living people, and the other two are paper dolls who look exactly like Liu San.

Liu San's real body did not follow Wang Xiaoming into this thick white mist, but chose to withdraw from Beiyang City with Zhou Xu and others, but before leaving, he left two paper figurines to participate in Wang Xiaoming's action.

And these are just the two paper figurines exposed by Liu San.

In fact, no one knows whether there are other hidden paper figurines in this city shrouded in white mist. How many paper figurines Liu San has has always been a mystery.

of several people.

Li Jun held a red ghost candle in his hand and was burning continuously. The dark green candlelight dispelled the surrounding white mist, so that everyone's sight would not be affected by the thick white mist.

What puzzled Li Jun and others was that since they entered the white mist, all the figures that had left human silhouettes in the white mist had disappeared without leaving any traces.

Moreover, the burning speed of the ghost candle was also normal. This normal burning speed told Li Jun and others that there were no ghosts around them.

And this happened to be what Li Jun and the others wondered, if there were no ghosts around them, then what was going on with the white mist?Where did the figures walking through the white mist go?

But the candlelight of the ghost candle cannot be faked. The burning speed of the candle told Li Jun and others that there were indeed no ghosts around them at this time.

"Professor Wang, why did you let them leave just like that? Originally, the command of this operation is in your hands. If you insist on letting everyone act together, I believe that most ghost masters are still willing to stay and listen." You commanded."

After walking for a while, one of the nine ghost masters couldn't help but speak.

His tone was full of resentment, as for Wang Xiaoming's resentment or for something else, it is unknown.

To be honest, at this time Chen Cong felt a little regretful for choosing to act together with Wang Xiaoming.

Because the moment the dense white mist enveloped him, Chen Cong felt a chill, a biting chill, even the supernatural power in his body and the candlelight of the ghost candle could not be isolated.

This also made Chen Mingming understand that the ghost town incident is different from the ordinary supernatural incidents he experienced before. The horror of this S-level supernatural incident may have exceeded his cognition. The explanation is here.

Hearing Chen Cong's words, Wang Xiaoming didn't respond immediately. He tightened his clothes first, and then said:
"It's useless even if they stay. Sometimes a large number of people is not necessarily a good thing, and even if they are forced to stay, most people are unwilling in their hearts. This is a hidden danger."

As an ordinary person, Wang Xiaoming's physical fitness is naturally far inferior to the rest of them.

Even Chen Cong, who is a ghost master, and others felt the icy chill, let alone Wang Xiaoming, who is an ordinary person, so his voice trembled a little when he spoke.

Among them, the two paper figurines of Liu San were the most calm. As products of supernatural powers, they didn't feel anything.

"Professor Wang, what should we do next?" Li Jun, who was standing beside Wang Xiaoming, took off his coat, handed it to Wang Xiaoming and asked.

If Liu San's two paper figurines directly ignored the cold environment, then Li Jun was the least affected one among the others.

Having mastered the will-o'-the-wisp himself, he is fully able to use the ghost-wisp's spirit to counteract the reason for the temperature drop caused by other spirits.

"What we have to do now is to wait for Shen Lin to appear. This kind of change in Beiyang City should have something to do with him. I believe he must know a lot about the ghost town incident."

There was a strange look in Wang Xiaoming's eyes, but he quickly hid it again, and his expression returned to the calmness at the beginning.

Obviously, Wang Xiaoming had other thoughts in his heart, but he didn't choose to say it out, but chose to hide it.

For the coat that Li Jun handed over, Wang Xiaoming did not refuse, but put the coat on himself directly, and then continued:
"Everyone, don't relax your vigilance. The safety in front of you is only superficial. There is a very big crisis hidden in the thick white mist. The ghost candle is not a panacea. The seemingly normal consumption speed does not mean that the surroundings are 100% safe. "

"You know, the ghost candle is just a consumable supernatural item. There are many curses of ghosts in it, but it doesn't mean that all other supernatural things will be restricted by the ghost candle."

　ah ya~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)