The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 165 Oil Paper Umbrella

Wen Zhong didn't struggle too much, and continued: "I feel that the new ghost that appeared is probably more terrifying than this thinking ghost."

As soon as this remark came out, the scene fell into a brief silence. It was even more terrifying than the thinking ghost. What joke?
"The limbs of the newly-appeared ghost are very slender, like four bamboo sticks. When it appears, it looks like it's going to peel off the thinking ghost's skin. I don't know what's wrong with the two of them." Wen Zhong said at the same time. He glanced at the two of them.

He now suspects that this newly-appeared terrifying ghost is related to someone present, and it is very likely that it is a ghost controlled by someone.

But Fang Diyuan and Yan Duo naturally didn't know Wen Zhong's thoughts, they were still immersed in the afterglow of terror.

Although what he said was very understated, judging from the degree of chaos and terror at the scene, it would definitely not be as easy as he said.

Just when Fang Diyuan wanted to inquire about the newly appeared Specter in detail, a vague silhouette of a human figure appeared not far from them in the darkness.

"Don't be careless, that ghost thing hasn't left, or it hasn't gone far." A familiar voice suddenly came from a dark corner.

The next moment, Ochiai's figure came out from the thick black-red haze. He held a purple-red oil-paper umbrella in his hand. This umbrella was not simple and actually cut off most of the haze.

But what was even more surprising was that Ochiai, who was supposed to be dead, appeared in front of everyone unscathed at this moment.

"Professor Ochiai, are you really Professor Ochiai?" Yan Duo asked.

"Otherwise who else am I? Thinking ghost." Ochiai said, walked in through the thick haze, and submerged in the green candlelight of the ghost candle.

This time they can be sure that the Ochiai in front of them is definitely not a ghost. If it is a ghost, it is absolutely impossible to come to them under the candlelight.

But how is this possible? Wen Zhong looked a little puzzled. It is good that Professor Ochiai is still alive, but he saw the other party being dragged into the darkness by a group of mummified corpses. This cannot be faked, unless...

"Professor Ochiai, is it possible that you are also a ghost master?" Wen Zhong asked, if the other party is also a ghost master, then all this would make sense.

But to his surprise, Ochiai shook his head and said, "How can I be a ghost master? One of the prerequisites for supernatural research is that the researcher should not have too much to do with supernatural, otherwise it may cause misjudgment."

"If you have been eroded too deeply by the spirit, can you still guarantee that you are you? If you are not even sure who you are, then why do you believe that the data you inferred are true and accurate?"

Wen Zhongdao: "Then Professor Ochiai, I'm really curious about how you survived in that situation."

"Isn't the answer all in front of you?" Ochiai put away the oil-paper umbrella he was holding and said, "Of course it depends on this oil-paper umbrella. This is a very special supernatural item."

"So that's how it is." Wen Zhong stared at the oil-paper umbrella with flickering eyes, he didn't expect that there was something good in Ochiai's hand.

Ochiai seemed to have seen through Wen Zhong's careful thinking, and he took the initiative to pass the oiled paper umbrella over and said, "I know what you are thinking, but the special thing about this oiled paper umbrella is that ghost masters can't use it."

Yan Duo took the oil-paper umbrella on his own initiative when he heard the words. As soon as he got it, he felt that what he was holding was not a paper umbrella but a stone umbrella. Let alone opening the umbrella, it was extremely difficult to even hold it.

"Oh? It's so magical." Fang Diyuan handed the ghost candle to Ochiai, and he took the paper umbrella. In an instant, his whole body leaned forward, and his feet were about to fall out of the range of the ghost candle's flame.

Fortunately, Wen Zhong had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Fang Diyuan in time, which saved him from suffering an innocent disaster.

"Wen Zhong, do you want to try it? This ghost thing is unusual. Its weight seems to be determined by the supernatural power in your body." Fang Diyuan said and motioned Wen Zhong to try it.

Wen Zhong took the umbrella over, and his expression sank the next moment, because he felt that what he was holding was not an umbrella, but a mountain, like the unacknowledged Thunder God's Meow Meow Hammer, which was so tightly attached to the umbrella. on the ground.

"This umbrella is really special enough, but it's a pity that it's not for ghost masters, otherwise I'll get a kickback for whatever I say." Wen Zhong said half-jokingly.

It was the first time he had seen such a weird supernatural item, as if it was specially prepared for ordinary people.

"Okay, let's talk about leaving first, otherwise the ghost candle will burn out in a while, I'm afraid we really have to confess here." Ochiai took the oil-paper umbrella and said.

At this moment, the surrounding darkness was like sea waves, constantly eroding the cold fire light emitted by the ghost candle.

Under the protection of the green candlelight, everyone quickly walked forward. As they left, the suppression of the eerie candlelight gradually became smaller, and the burning speed also tended to be stable.

Du Baige was lying on Wen Zhong's back. His injuries were serious, but Wen Zhong couldn't handle him casually. He could only symbolically wrap his throat wound with ghost fungi to prevent him from bleeding too much.

This operation can be said to have undoubtedly failed, but they also obtained precious information, such as thinking ghosts have abilities similar to mimicry, and can even suppress their own killing instincts.

Besides, the thinking ghost's own ability has also been touched by Wen Zhong. He just doesn't know whether he can detain the other party when they meet again next time. This is the biggest problem.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly, the ghost candle's candle flame began to burn violently, as if something unknown was approaching them.

"What's the situation? Isn't that thinking ghost already gone!" Yan Duo looked around with an ugly face, his ghost shirt was controlled by that ghost, it stands to reason that if the other party appeared, he would never be able to hide from his perception .

"Not necessarily, maybe another ghost came." Wen Zhong frowned and said, he glanced at Fang Diyuan, for some reason he always felt that this ghost might have something to do with Fang Diyuan.

This has always been a hunch without any evidence.

"Professor Ochiai, which one do you think is coming, the thinking ghost as the source, or the new slender ghost?" Wen Zhong asked.

"It must be the thinking ghost." Ochiai said without hesitation: "I don't know the killing pattern of the slender ghost, but the killing pattern of the thinking ghost is related to body temperature, which is a certainty."

"With so many of us gathered together, it is enough to attract its attention. It seems that its thoughts coincide with mine, and they both want to fight for life and death here."

(End of this chapter)