Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 186 The situation is getting serious
Everyone knows very little about paper ghosts, even pitifully little. Even Lu An has only seen paper ghosts in two dreams, which casts a veil of mystery on paper ghosts.
"Boom~boom~boom"

Cui Zisheng heard the sound of knocking on the coffin, and he looked at the black lacquered coffin, with some fear in his eyes. Facing the terrifying old man in the coffin, he couldn't help but let him be terrified

He carefully looked into the coffin, but Cui Zisheng didn't see it, a paper figure floated out from the bottom of the coffin, like a thin sheet

The sheet-like paper figurine fell to the ground, and some changes occurred. The original thin paper figurine swelled rapidly, and soon turned into the appearance of the maid.
The paper girl raised her hand, grabbed the back of Cui Zisheng's head, and pushed him into the coffin
"Ah!" Cui Zisheng immediately screamed in horror. This is the fear of death. He suddenly thought of Lu An's description of the previous dream.

Cui Zisheng just moved his head closer to the coffin. Before he reached a desperate situation, he used his supernatural power without hesitation. His nails became dark and slender, and his hands instinctively turned around and scratched back.

Immediately, he thought of Lu An's advice, put down his hands, and took advantage of this opportunity, Cui Zisheng also stayed away from the coffin
"Death, everyone must die."

"I'll kill you, sir."

Just as Cui Zisheng wanted to make a move, he thought of Lu An's instructions, and then stopped his movements. How can he fight?can't hurt her

However, the paper ghost will not remain silent because of Cui Zisheng's fear. She immediately sat cross-legged and began to chant sutras.
All of this seemed extremely weird. A paper man girl was actually reciting Buddhist scriptures. Cui Zisheng wanted to stop it immediately when he heard the sound of chanting. He took out a handful of ashes from his pocket and threw them on paper figurine
Only the servant girl's voice of chanting sutras stopped, but the pause was not long. Although Ashes could suppress the paper figurine maid's voice of chanting sutras, Cui Zisheng had no way to restrict him

Cui Zisheng immediately wanted to leave the mourning hall, he wanted to find Lu An and the others outside the courtyard, but what surprised Cui Zisheng was that the chanting was obviously loud, so how could Lu An and the others not hear it?
After Cui Zisheng walked out of the mourning hall and reappeared in the mourning hall, there were some answers. The first thing Cui Zisheng thought of was that he had fallen into the ghost realm, but there was a place where the longevity candle was burning, and there was that terrifying old man. Can the ghost domain cover the mourning hall?

Cui Zisheng suddenly thought of the scene where Lu An met the paper ghost twice. Could it be that he was dreaming?But when was that?
But right now, there is no room for thinking too much. The time to suppress the handful of ashes has come. The sound of chanting sounded again. Cui Zisheng felt that his body seemed to be a little out of control. This was the influence of the sound of chanting

If it wasn't because Cui Zisheng was a ghost master, the power of spiritual power in his body would have confronted the sound of chanting, an ordinary person would have died when he heard the sound of chanting

Cui Zisheng's face was a bit ugly. The ghost who killed himself in a dream should be the source paper man. The ashes in his hand are gone. She has another supernatural prop, but this supernatural prop does a lot of damage, and the paper man will die. , then split

Cui Zisheng wants to leave this dream, but he has no choice. Cui Zisheng has no ghost domain, nor a container to hold ghosts, but the source paper man can't move.

Gradually, Cui Zisheng became desperate. He felt that the task of delivering letters given by the post office had no means of survival for people. Slowly, he gave up struggling.
Cui Zisheng has been hit hard since he experienced the endless hut that can't get out. It's hard to imagine how desperate a person is on that endless road that can't get out, and the time and reality of Huangquan Different
In reality, it may only be a few minutes or ten minutes, but time has no meaning in the ghost domain, especially in that kind of despair

And the dream at the moment is undoubtedly the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Cui Zisheng has no way or ability to solve the paper ghost in front of him.

Cui Zisheng also didn't want to cause trouble for other people. If he killed the seemingly fragile source in front of him at this time, the difficulty that other people had to face would undoubtedly increase to another level.

Cui Zisheng gave up struggling, he didn't even use his own supernatural power anymore, the chanting voice of the paper girl maid echoed in her ears, until the moment of his death, those scriptures still echoed in his mind

"Namo Amida Poye, Tatakata Ye, Duodi Yeta, Amitabha, Amitabha, Sidampabhi, Amitabha, Vikalandi, Amitabha, Vikalando, Ghat Mi Ni, Gagana, Zhidakali, Sa Po He..."

After Cui Zisheng's consciousness dissipated, in the mourning hall, Cui Zisheng, who seemed to have just dozed off, opened his eyes. There was no expression in his eyes, and he looked cold and numb.

His steps were a little stiff, he slowly approached the coffin, he approached the burning candle

The supernatural power manipulated Cui Zisheng's body, or the paper girl, she wanted to extinguish the burning longevity candle
Cui Zisheng got closer and closer, he came to the front of the longevity candle, the candlelight of the longevity candle illuminated his cold and numb eyes without any expression
Cui Zisheng stretched out his right hand to approach the longevity candle or try to extinguish it, but found that he was powerless

Cui Zisheng took a few steps back, his hands were a little stiff, he grabbed the stool beside him, and smashed the longevity candle hard, but he didn't hit the longevity candle
Cui Zisheng stiffly picked up another stool, the second time he hit it, the longevity candle fell to the ground, and the candle flame went out

The sound did not reach the ears of Lu An and the others who were searching outside. First, they had already entered the room to search, and second, the sound was not very loud.

After the candles were extinguished, the lights of the mourning hall began to flicker, and soon the whole mourning hall fell into darkness
In the darkness, there was a faint sound of something crawling out of the coffin, and after Cui Zisheng finished all this, he still fell to the ground and died. The ghost in his body disappeared, or it was stolen by the paper ghost

The real horror is brewing, but Lu An and others who are still searching outside have not found it yet, because the coffin in the mourning hall is already empty
There were footsteps in the mourning hall, the footsteps were very slight, and the footsteps seemed to have been lingering in the mourning hall

"Do you think there is a paper man over there?" Liu Jin asked tremblingly.
Lu An and Peng Fang followed Liu Jin and looked towards the west room of the room where they were pointing. In the dimly lit room, there was a faint sound of something moving.

(End of this chapter)