The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 169 The False Candlelight

"it is ready!"

Fang Diyuan roared, and the gloomy green candle flame of Ghost Candle lit up in this muddy and dead ghost domain.

At this moment, the flame seemed to be fueled with gasoline, and it sprang up in a very unreasonable way. The tiny candle seemed to become a torch, and the tongue of flame fiercely licked the body of the ghost.

"Very good! Do it again!"

Wen Zhong roared, and countless pairs of pale and stiff ghost hands stretched out from the darkness, tightly hugging the thinking ghost's body. This time Wen Zhong could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking from the other party's body.

However, the next moment, the original green flame of the Ghost Candle was suddenly dyed a layer of scarlet.

Fang Diyuan glanced at it, and he was horrified to find that the burning candle turned into a black and red stick figure at this moment, and when he looked at He Youxu's thinking ghost, the blurred part of his body actually directly invaded the entire lab building.

This kind of special candle that can isolate any ghost attack not only can't suppress the ghost in front of him, but is actually affected by the power of this ghost in reverse, which is simply incredible.

Even his ghost hand began to change in the direction of the stick figure under the influence of blurring. The contest between ghosts and ghosts has obviously been decided, and there is no doubt that they have failed.

Its horror can be said to have reached the point where all means cannot be suppressed, and it can definitely be said to be an unsolvable existence.

But no matter at this time, whether it is Wen Zhong, Fang Diyuan, or even Ochiai, Yan Duo, and Du Baige, all of them have no way out, even if they die, they have to fight this last one.

So where is their way of life?

The ghost candle has expired, which can be said to be their biggest trump card. The weird oil-paper umbrella can't cover the ghost, otherwise it is a way out for Professor Ochiai to suppress the thinking ghost with the oil-paper umbrella.

next moment.

Wen Zhong turned his head and glanced at Fang Diyuan, he finally took a deep breath, the ghost eyes faded from the crack on his face, the ghost fungus spread wildly and soon suppressed the ghost threads on his body.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, unprecedented dead gray light erupted from the countless cracks in Wen Zhong's body, layer by layer, like a grave or a hill, suddenly appearing in the ghost domain.

Accompanied by Wen Zhong's roar, the ghost fungus crazily eroded the blurred ghost, and finally a turbid and cold gray appeared on He Youxu's ghost, which looked so dazzling.

At the same time, at the moment when the ghost fungus on Wen Zhong's body eroded Li Gui's body, the completely blurred ghost candle seemed about to explode, emitting a touch of green candlelight.

The green candlelight projected onto the ghost, and it seemed to be still, even the squirming veins on its face stopped moving. It seemed that the ghost candle still had the last bit of suppressing effect on the thinking ghost.

"It can do it, it's not invincible." As if to cheer himself up, Wen Zhong didn't even have time to confirm Li Gui's situation, a ghost pupil popped out and nailed straight between Li Gui's eyebrows.

This is the last chance. Once the opponent gets rid of the suppression, I'm afraid they will really be wiped out here.

So now he can only gamble, betting that the last candlelight erupted by this ghost candle can suppress the terrifying thinking ghost in front of him.

The ghost fungus formed the shape of a tomb, and the thinking ghost seemed to be a traveler trapped in quicksand, where it was firmly suppressed and could not move. At the same time, several eyes-like things grew on its face. It was constantly turning and looking around.

"Ha, ha." Seeing this, Wen Zhong couldn't help panting heavily, and couldn't help but took a few steps back.

"Will it work?" He murmured silently in his heart, looking at the terrifying ghost in front of him, Wen Zhong's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his whole body was shaking, he didn't know whether it was nervousness or fear.

The He Youxu-looking ghost in front of him didn't move any more, if it could still move, it meant the action failed, and everyone present could only immediately declare that they were dead.

"Ahem, cough, did you succeed?" Fang Diyuan also slumped on the ground, his bones were about to be torn apart by the ghost, and if he was a second late, it would be his neck's turn to suffer.

With no time to think about the thinking ghost, Wen Zhong hurriedly grabbed the ghost candle that had returned to normal.

The ghost twister's recovery was too thorough, and he was almost separated from his body. Once the ghost was really fully recovered, it would be another nightmare. The current state of the people present would not be enough to twist it.

Fortunately, there was no danger, the candle flame of the ghost candle suppressed the restlessness in his body due to the recovery of the ghost in time, and at the same time, the ghost twisted people gradually calmed down.

The ghost fungus slowly spread and wrapped around his hands, and then two ghost pupils emerged from his palm, nailing the ghost fungus firmly to the ghost's hand.

A crisis was temporarily resolved in this way.

As long as he doesn't fully recover, he still has a chance to recover. After all, he has controlled three ghosts before, and at this moment he can still barely achieve a spiritual balance again.

Fang Diyuan stood up and looked at the thinking ghost in front of him. His headache was severe, as if something was occupying his brain.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Zhong asked.

At the same time, he was secretly vigilant, and he hadn't forgotten the even more terrifying slender ghost.

"I don't know, maybe Li Gui's power is too much, and I'm a little dizzy." Fang Diyuan said while holding his forehead, he didn't force himself any more, but sat in the corner to rest.

"Be careful, although I don't know why, but the mummy around is still moving." Wen Zhong reminded.

Obviously they have restrained the ghost at the source, but why those mummy parasitized by ghost silk are still active, this is extremely inconsistent with Ochiai's previous deduction, of course there is another possibility...

The ghost in front of them was not the source they thought.

"Impossible, this ghost has become so fierce, it's hard to imagine that it's just a derivative ghost." Fang Diyuan shook his head repeatedly after hearing Wen Zhong's guess, he didn't believe that this ghost was just a derivative.

"Forget it, it's useless to say these things at this time, let's put it in a body bag first." Wen Zhong also frowned, he always felt that things were not over so easily.

Soon, the special gold body bag was found in the ruins. Wen Zhong and Fang Diyuan, who had recovered some of his strength, put the ghost buried in the ghost fungus grave into it.

Looking at the ghost that was put into the golden body bag, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Anyway, this supernatural incident has come to an end for the time being, and the next thing left is to deal with the mummy wandering in Da'an City.

(End of this chapter)