The Mysterious Resurrection

The palm prints made of dust were not only on the ground, on the wall, but even floated in mid-air with the biting wind, quickly spreading out in the entire hall.

The previous attack formed a spiritual suppression, and Yuan Yingfei's right leg was almost taken off by this weird palm print.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he used the power of the ghost in his body to save his right leg, but the price was that dust kept flowing out of the wound, as if the flesh and blood in his body had been eroded by spirits.

Yuan Yingfei was still able to protect herself, but other weaker ghost masters were not so lucky.

There were palm prints on the ghost master's face, which smoothed his face bit by bit, and kept pressing down.

He wanted to struggle, but found that his body could not move at all, and cracks from frostbite began to appear on his limbs.

However, these are not the deadliest.

Behind him, at some point, a vague human silhouette appeared, staring at him with a pair of vicious eyes...

These palm prints were scattered in the hall, but when they were about to approach Wen Zhong, they bypassed his body strangely.

Taking a closer look, there is an irregular and distorted air wave around Wen Zhong, isolating these palm prints from himself.

"Just like that? If there is only this level of attack, it will not be enough to kill everyone."

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong frowned slightly.

He looked around.

It was found that Wang Quan was swinging an old rusty woodworking saw, and any palm prints that approached him were slapped aside by him.

Xu Chen was even more weird, as if he hadn't seen these palm prints, none of them floated to his side.

As for Yuan Yingfei and the others, although they were a little embarrassed, they still resisted the attacks of these palms.

"We need to speed up, I'm afraid the real danger is yet to come."

Wen Zhong withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and began to use his hand as a pen to draw the general content of the register on the human skin paper by relying on his memory.

Of course, he has never seen what the register of this mental care center looks like, and Wen Zhong can only draw it by imitating the registers of hospitals and similar places he has been to before.

As he meticulously draws the register.

An inexplicable coldness eroded towards Wen Zhong.

For an instant.

Wen Zhong felt as if he was in an ice cellar.

This chill almost froze the distorted air around him.

"Dare to be fierce."

Wen Zhong raised his head abruptly, the flesh between his eyebrows split open suddenly, bloodshot gray eyeballs protruded from the wound, and then a gloomy and dead gray light shone from the eyeballs.

Rays shoot out.

There was a crisp sound in the surrounding cold, like the sound of a frozen human body being smashed by a hammer, it was creepy to hear.

The next moment, a person with only half of his body fell from the air, was smashed to the ground and shattered.

"It's Li Tianjie's body. Did the revived ghost use his body as a medium to attack the living?"

Judging by the details, this corpse should be Li Tianjie.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong decisively swept aside the fragments of the corpse that had been torn apart.

However, this chill did not disappear with the smashing of Li Tianjie's body, but after losing its medium, it could not attack other people in a short time.

"What's going on, it feels like the temperature has warmed up a little bit, and that cloudy wind seems to have disappeared." A ghost master felt the pressure around him suddenly loosen, and immediately yelled.

"It's that Wen Zhong, he was the one who restrained that ghost just now, it's really fucking amazing."

"Wonderful? Pooh, he's amazing." Li Zhou's face was a bit ugly when he heard the ghost masters around Wen Zhong's pursuit of Wen Zhong: "If he had listened to me and dealt with that corpse earlier, there would be no need to waste effort now Go face this ghost."

Although Li Zhou was complaining, his voice was very low, for fear of being heard by Wen Zhong again.

Yuan Yingfei on the side looked at Wen Zhong in surprise.

The opponent's shot this time relieved his pressure a lot. It seems that the danger revealed here is not enough to pose a threat to Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong naturally didn't care what other people thought.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he speeded up his hands again, wanting to complete the register before the real danger appeared.

at last.

Wen Zhong reproduced the register on human skin paper. Although the forms and characters are crooked, there is no need to care about these useless details at this time.

"It's done, but if you want to verify whether this thing is useful, it may not be enough to just write my own name."

Wen Zhong looked around with the completed registration book. After he repelled the Yinhan Ghost, basically everyone else was still alive.

next moment.

A layer of dark gray thin velvet suddenly appeared under his feet, and spread forward along his gaze.

The destination is by King Quan's side.

The kingship of the moment.Although he still wields the old woodworking saw with a missing edge, the dust that keeps flowing from his body is also telling his embarrassment.

After the palm prints made of dust got rid of the cold, they became more and more numerous.

Suddenly, he felt cold under his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Quan discovered that the wound that was still emitting dust was actually wrapped in a tuft of gray fluff, and the palm prints that attacked him were also blocked by the flying mold.

"This is."

Wang Quan was still puzzled, but Wen Zhong had already walked behind him and handed him the completed register and ink.

"Hurry up and write your name, I can't stay here anymore, I have a bad feeling."

Wang Quan was taken aback when he heard the words, then nodded, threw the woodworking saw to the ground, and wrote his name on the register with the ink Wen Zhong gave him without hesitation.

After writing his name, Wang Quan felt a chill in his heart for no reason. It was different from the chill just now. It was a human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and frantically urged him to leave this hall immediately.

"Hiss, it seems to be really useful. I have the same feeling, huh? What about people." Wang Quan gasped, and was about to tell Wen Zhong about his discovery, but found that the other party had already left.

After a while, Wen Zhong had all the people who were still alive write their names in this register, even including Li Zhou - he was very generous when he saw everyone write down their names He leaned over cheekily.

"Captain Wen, from now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west, and if you tell me to go south, I will never go north."

If the face is divided into realms, Li Zhou is definitely the highest rank. Wang Quan on the side thought that the other party had controlled the ghost related to face when he saw it. Looks like a dog leg.

"Shut up." Wen Zhong gave him a cold look, and then he put the register on the guide desk.

Although he thought about taking the register away, after thinking about the information on the wall, Wen Zhong decided to keep the register here.

"Forget about what to do when you sign in tomorrow, it's better to go over there to the second floor now."

Wen Zhong kept scanning the equally dark and oppressive entrances on both sides, and the bad premonition in his heart became more and more intense.

It seems that the next moment, it will be directly fulfilled.