The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 193 Central Building
Is it possible to use Dai Zhibin to catch fish again?

I'm afraid it won't work, otherwise the first time fishing will not only catch a slender ghost, and the disappearance of those spawned ghosts may be related to the thinking ghost.

"Why the slender ghost possesses the spirit of the thinking ghost? This question is worthy of further investigation, and the most important thing is that the mummy ghosts derived from the thinking ghost suddenly disappeared."

Could it be because the thinking ghost is about to act?
Thinking of this, a deep gray light emerged from Wen Zhong's body, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already on the car driven by Wang Muyou.

"Huh? Did you fail?" Wang Muyou was not surprised when Wen Zhong appeared suddenly, but frowned and looked out the window. The black and red haze still enveloped the entire Da'an City.

The gray light receded, and Wen Zhong nodded with an ugly face: "I have successfully imprisoned that ghost, but it is not the source ghost. Simply put, I caught a turtle."

"That's really unlucky." Wang Muyou said.

He conveniently stuffed the body bag that held the slender ghost into the trunk. He looked at the haze outside the window and fell into deep thought.

The slender ghost should have had direct contact with the thinking ghost, and there had been conflicts with each other, but the slender ghost failed in the end. Instead, it was controlled by the thinking ghost and became a puzzle for the thinking ghost.

This is just his conjecture, and the development of this supernatural event has begun to become a bit bizarre now.

Suddenly, he found a black and red palm print left on his wrist, a bad premonition came to his mind, and his intuition told him that this palm print was very bad.

He became more and more convinced that the thinking ghost was still hiding. This palm print was like an abnormal medium, eroding his body all the time.

"Don't go back to the safe house, something is wrong." Wen Zhong frowned and looked at his wrist. This palm print should also be the ability of a ghost controlled by some unlucky ghost master.

"Then where are you going?" Wang Muyou asked: "Would you like to go to the place where I retreated before? Although it is a little crude, the advantage is that it is better in concealment."

"Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone first."

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie in Wen Zhong's pocket started to vibrate again. He took it out and saw that the person who contacted him was Ochiai again as expected, and it seemed that he also realized that something was wrong.

"Wen Zhong, what's the situation now? It stands to reason that you have imprisoned the source ghost, so the smog should have dissipated." As soon as the connection was made, Ochiai's anxious voice came over.

Wen Zhong said: "The thinking ghost is still active. I just imprisoned the slender ghost following it. I am afraid that the real source ghost is still hidden in the dark. It may not be easy to find it."

The thinking ghost has the ability to control its own law of killing. Obviously you conform to its law of killing, but it can forcibly hold back from killing you.

After figuring this out, Wen Zhong decided to stop his fishing plan. It is no wonder that after fishing for half a day at Liangyiguan just now, all he got were some small fish and a soft-shelled turtle.

"Is that so?" Ochiai was silent for a moment and said, "I have an idea, I can give you a reference."

"Tell me first." Wen Zhong said.

"Do you still remember what happened in the laboratory building? At that time, the laboratory building was invaded by another building. You may not have noticed, but the layout of that building is very similar to the central building." Ochiai said.

"Professor Ochiai, do you mean that the thinking ghost is in the central building?" Wen Zhong frowned and said, "Don't forget that we had two meetings there."

What he meant was that if the thinking ghosts were really dormant in the central building, how could they give up the chance to give them up twice? It doesn't make sense at all, unless...

"It sounds incredible, but don't forget that this is a supernatural event, how can you figure out what a ghost is thinking, and you are not a ghost." Ochiai said slowly.

After a moment of silence, Wen Zhong said: "Professor Ochiai, what else do you know, please tell me all at once."

"You think too highly of me, and that's all I can figure out."

Ochiai thought for a while and then said: "You must be careful, the thinking ghost controls so many ghosts, the level of terror may be much higher than yours, so don't act impulsively."

The two said some irrelevant words, and then Ochiai disconnected, and Wang Muyou immediately turned around and drove towards the Central Building.

"Central Building, I didn't expect to go around and go around, and finally returned to the original point." Wen Zhong laughed at himself, but he still remembered that He Youxu died in this Central Building in the end.

So this time, will he be the one who died?
Suddenly, Wang Muyou felt that something was wrong around him, the road ahead seemed to become darker, and the black-red haze began to gather like mercury.

At this moment, a black-red haze suddenly enveloped the entire car and invaded the car, almost eroding the three of them.

An arm full of corpse spots and sores, and exuding a strong smell of corpses and blood suddenly stretched out from the black and red haze, and directly grabbed Wen Zhong's wrist holding the guillotine.

Viscous, cold, and a strange force came.Wen Zhong's body even leaned forward involuntarily, this palm seemed to pull him into the black and red haze.

"Are you kidding me!" Wang Muyou growled, and the Laughing Ghost's supernatural protection was instantly activated, trying to force the arm back, but it didn't work, and it still couldn't stop the arm.

Wen Zhong tried to resist, but due to the sudden incident, his body shook and he was instantly pulled into the black and red haze. With Wen Zhong's disappearance, the haze covering the car gradually began to dissipate.

"Wen Zhong!"

Looking at the empty passenger seat, Wang Muyou's face darkened, and then he stepped on the accelerator suddenly, a strong push back came, and he galloped towards the central building as if he was about to take off.

At this moment, Wen Zhong was in a strange room, the black and red palm print left on his wrist was painful, and a dent of the palm print was formed on the flesh.

It was as if an invisible hand was tightly pinching his wrist, and the cold and numb feeling was spreading from his wrist to his whole body. In the spiritual confrontation, the ghost hand was obviously at a disadvantage.

"What the hell is this?" Wen Zhong frowned. It wasn't just his wrist that was bad, the surrounding situation was also not optimistic.

The dense haze around him cut off his sight, and the black-red fog was like a black-red wall, blocking roads in all directions.

(End of this chapter)