Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 172

Something has invaded the old house.

Lin Fan analyzed the current situation, and his mind was running fast: "It is possible to ignore so many ghosts, it should not be a ghost master, but a ghost, or a ghost with a very high level of terror."

The opportunity I had been waiting for for so many days finally appeared.

It was a perfect plan for him to leave here quietly while the ghost bride was fighting with her opponent.

But the only thing to worry about is whether the invading ghosts can hold back the ghost bride.

You know, even the ghost willow tree that has initially recovered is no match for the owner of this unknown ancient house. Ordinary ghosts come more or less for food delivery, which is really suspicious.

"..."

Noticed the burnt old house.

The ghost bride in the sedan chair didn't respond at all, and when she reached the door, she slowly got off the sedan chair.

Countless threads of blood emerged around, covering the tattered lanterns, causing them to return to their original positions.

After doing this.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps inside the old house.

"Who could it be..." Lin Fan also stepped out of the sedan chair and followed behind the ghost bride to prevent being affected.

In the courtyard, a hunchbacked figure slowly walked out.

This is an old man with a cane.

On his body, he was wearing some weird clothes, like mourning clothes, full of religious ritual flavor.

The word "psychic medium" is written on the front.

But it was just such an ordinary-looking old man without any abnormalities, but behind him were one after another terrifying ghosts.

These ghosts were connected together by a rope, connected to the crutches of the old man, like criminals parading the streets, they could only lie on the ground and wriggle slowly.

"psychic?"

"I remember, it seems to be the name for some religious people in the past. Specifically, it is a bit like a wizard or something..."

Lin Fan muttered to himself.

He was almost certain that the old man in front of him wearing the costume of a "psychic medium" was 100% a ghost!
There is no other reason, this strong spiritual aura, if it is not a ghost, then there is no other possibility.

Presumably, it was the ancient house he invaded. Although he hadn't met it before, it felt like he was no match for the Ghost Bride... Lin Fan glanced around.

Finally, his eyes fell on a fat player in the team.

"If the ghost psychic can hold on for a while, and then use the particularity of the drowned ghost to temporarily return the assimilated ghosts around to their original nature, and disperse the ghost bride's supernatural power, then maybe the possibility of escape will be reduced. Much bigger!"

Lin Fan carefully calculated the plan.

He only has one chance. If he fails this time, he probably won't be able to wait for the next chance due to his spiritual assimilation.

Therefore, we must gamble!

When they fight together, I can implement the plan... Lin Fan keeps an eye on the scene.

The reason for the intrusion is not yet clear.

But as the ghosts who took the initiative to invade this supernatural land, ghost spirit mediums took the lead in launching supernatural attacks.

"Bang bang bang."

I saw it knocking on the crutch in its hand

The imprisoned ghosts behind them let out palpitating wailing sounds, and like melting ice, they quickly rotted into puddles of indistinct flesh and blood, forming stinky pools of blood.

And these pools of blood polluted this ancient house at a speed visible to the naked eye, eroding the source of the Ghost Bride's power.

But what made Lin Fan more concerned.

When using supernatural power, countless blood streaks appeared on the ghost spirit medium's body, which meant...it was also a red-clothed ghost!
"Another red-clothed one!"

"Although it doesn't look as good as the Ghost Bride, it should be among the top batch of red clothes. The red clothes' spiritual resistance is not low. My chance has come!"

Looking at the ghost medium surrounded by bloodshot eyes, Lin Fan had already seen the dawn of escape.

And facing the provocation of the same red clothes.

The ghost bride who had been standing quietly at the same place seemed to be watching a boring show. When the ghost psychic began to invade the old house, she raised her hand.

"when--"

A bell rang from the depths of the courtyard.

An invisible force spread out.

With just a simple raise of the hand, the blood pool formed by those ghosts suddenly burst with a sound.

At the same time, the surrounding plants and trees are also fading little by little, and dark red blood threads are drawn out, interweaving a dense net in midair.

The bloodshot is the manifestation of the supernatural power of the ghost in red. In this regard, the ghost bride who controls the nameless old house must have an advantage over the ghost medium.

So the first confrontation between the two.

It was the Ghost Bride who had the upper hand.

It's not even just the upper hand. In the constant confrontation, the speed at which ghosts and psychics erode the ancient house can never sustain success, which means that it is likely to be assimilated by the ancient house, because the source of ghosts is here.

"The situation is not very fast, I have to make plans earlier." Lin Fan looked back at the overturned bus and the welcoming team around him blocking the escape route.

As long as he wants, he can use the ability of the ghost species to release the suppression of the drowned ghost at any time, and then let the drowned ghost eliminate the control of these ghosts from the ghost bride.

But this opportunity is hard to find.

After all, judging from the current situation, the ghost bride has too great an advantage in her own spiritual land. She is even a little more comfortable dealing with the ghost spirit medium who is also a top-level red dress. If she wants to catch her back, she just takes time off matter.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." Lin Fan put his phone back in his pocket, and concentrated on watching the confrontation between the top red clothes.

He didn't believe in the spirit medium who dared to take the initiative to invade the nameless old house. With this little ability, when he used his own particularity, it was the real start of this confrontation.

as predicted.

Seems to have discovered the confrontation in the bloodshot, not the opponent of the ghost bride, the ghost psychic wearing a blood-colored gown raised his head, revealing an old face, two balls of pale flames emerged from the dark eye sockets.

The appearance of these flames made the blood threads suspended in the courtyard tremble, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and they couldn't stop spontaneously combusting.

And this effect is naturally mainly attached to the side of the ghost bride.

"boom!"

The ghost bride in a light red long dress frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to grab the air, but was burned by the invisible flame, her white fingertips were flushed red.

Obviously, this special will-o'-the-wisp restrains the bloodshot.

Even Lin Fan didn't expect that a ghost in red clothes actually possessed the means to restrain the red clothes.

But just like this, it is unrealistic to think that a top red-clothed person can be helpless.

"Shh-"

A red moon.

I don't know when it hung in the cloudless night sky.

The bright and clear moon exudes a bewitching light, approaching the courtyard at an extremely fast speed.

The cave above the moon is like a huge facial features, people will fall into an endless nightmare once they look at it.

And the five sense organs on the moon are staring at the tiny ghost spirit medium closely at this time, making it like burning incense. While erasing the will-o’-the-wisp, they are also trying to erase the ghost spirit medium itself. transform.

"It has appeared, a red moon..."

Looking at the red moon that seems so close at hand and can be touched by reaching out, Lin Fan felt a strong sense of crisis.

Even though he knew that he was not the target of the ghost bride's attack, every time he saw this red moon, he would have the illusion that his mind was being wiped out.

He sighed: "It was this trick from the beginning, it seems that I can only pray for the next chance."

But it was at this time.

A pitch-black figure jumped out from the depths of the ancient house, and rushed towards the side of the ghost bride.

(End of this chapter)