The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 21 You can't remember, so you're not
Li Leping withdrew his hand and stopped using the Forgotten Ghost's power.

After the body of the middle-aged man fell to the ground, he lost the ability to move, and there was no movement anymore.

Li Leping's guess was correct.

The man's body is indeed not a real ghost, the real ghost is the black dress.

"Did you run away?"

Li Leping looked at the old-style black coat on the corpse, which was no longer moving. It seemed to be no different from ordinary clothes.

However, at this time, a group of rotting corpses were still surrounding Fang Jun, and the corpse water under his feet was about to run out.

"There is no way but to fight again."

Sensing the imminent movement of those ghost slaves outside the circle, Fang Jun gritted her teeth, took a heavy breath, and then pressed hard on the outline of the face on her chest.

Soon, the stinky liquid flowed out from the densely packed holes on his body again.

The rotten smell this time seemed to be worse than last time, even though he was surrounded by a group of rotting corpses, it couldn't cover up the pungent smell.

Fang Jun, whose face was so painful that it was a bit ferocious, once again drew a circle on the ground with the thick and foul-smelling liquid.

The spirit of the corpse water once again isolated the attack of the ghost.

At this moment, all the corpses were still again, and the ghost slave was blocked again.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After drawing this circle, Fang Jun knelt on the ground as if completely overdrawn, no trace of blood could be seen on her sallow face, and began to cough violently.

Every cough was accompanied by a mouthful of blackened blood.

The corners of his mouth and the palm covering his mouth were instantly stained with blackened blood.

The frightening thing was that the blackened blood seemed to be mixed with water to dilute it, the color was extremely dim, and it even carried a faint rancid smell.

"Fang Jun can't hold on anymore."

Looking at Fang Jun's thinner and sallow face, Li Leping could tell that Fang Jun was on the verge of reaching his limit.

He absolutely couldn't use that weird corpse water to fight against the ghost's attack, otherwise, even if the ghost didn't revive on the spot, it wouldn't be too late.

Seeing this, Li Leping's eyes moved slightly, but the worsening situation did not affect his thoughts.

Panicking is useless, only figuring out how to deal with it is the key to breaking the situation.

"The clothes are just a carrier, the ghost can shuttle to the clothes of any ghost slave."

With a glance, there is a real ghost hidden in the dark crowd.

However, how easy is it to find that ghost again from hundreds of ghost slaves?

The most deadly thing is, even if it is found, what if it runs away?
Li Leping is not Yang Jian, and the Forgotten Ghost does not have a ghost domain. He has no way to lock and rush to that ghost immediately to suppress it.

"What..."

Li Leping also stared hard.

"Since you can't find it, then suppress it all!"

At this moment, he did not hesitate.

Suddenly, in Fang Jun's eyes, his face seemed to be covered with an invisible thick fog, which gradually became blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

In fact, Li Leping has been standing there.

However, at this moment, he chose to directly kill all these ghost slaves in front of him.

In this situation, it is a dead end if you don't try your best. Once Fang Jun is exhausted, the ghost in his body will become another huge trouble.

At that time, there will be two ghosts wandering in this mall building.

At that time, even if Li Leping had the heart, he would not be able to carry out any other tasks of taking pictures.

"While Fang Jun is attracting all the ghost slaves, including that ghost, he suppresses them all in one go."

Although the number of hundreds of ghost slaves is astonishing, they only carry some weak spiritual power.

"Suppressing these ghost slaves with the supernatural power of the Forgotten Ghost shouldn't cause too much consumption on myself."

At this moment, the power of forgetting begins to appear.

An invisible, intangible, but actually existing supernatural power instantly covered the past, covering all the ghost slaves.

Like a sickle across the field, hundreds of ghost slaves began to fall to the ground one by one like straw that had been cut.

The corpses were like puppets being manipulated at will, squeezing each other, and then their stiff bodies fell to the ground, showing various weird postures.

Li Leping is using the power of forgetting to make these dead bodies forget the fact that they have become ghost slaves.

The spiritual power he used was not too much, so at the end, the corpse that was still standing must be a real ghost.

After cutting off the connection between the ghost slave and the ghost master, that ghost is equivalent to a bare commander.

Because his ghost slaves have all forgotten the fact that they are ghost slaves by Li Leping's forgetting ability.

You forget that you are a ghost slave, so you are not a ghost slave.

This is stipulated by Li Leping, or in other words, by the supernatural power of the Forgotten Ghost.

"This is……"

Fang Jun fell to her knees, a look of surprise flashed across her face facing the floor.

He felt some kind of supernatural power hovering outside his corpse water circle, and this supernatural power that suddenly intervened seemed to be suppressing the supernatural power of the ghost in black.

The black-clothed ghost's ghosts decreased, and he became much more relaxed, and the consumption of corpse water began to slow down visible to the naked eye.

"is it him?"

Fang Jun raised his head slowly, and the corpses in front of him had fallen one after another, lying on the ground, losing the ability to move, or they were simply deprived of their status as ghost slaves.

Because they no longer remember that they are ghost slaves.

Fang Jun looked at the young man standing on the escalator in disbelief.

The man was condescending and stood quietly on the spot, but a face disappeared from his sight, as if he had never seen that face before.

"This is an attack on consciousness."

Combining the previous contacts, although Fang Jun couldn't accurately guess Li Leping's supernatural ability, he could guess a little.

He looked at Li Leping with horrified eyes.

Aimed at conscious ghosts.

Even when I was training as a person in charge, I only saw it once in the files of the headquarters.

These ghosts were undoubtedly of a very special and rare type.

Ghost masters rely on supernatural powers to survive, but the supernatural powers that most ghost masters rely on can only ensure that their bodies will not be so easily killed by ghost attacks.

But if it is a ghost attack on consciousness, it is simply impossible to guard against.

How can you prevent it from specifically targeting your memory?
Simply incredible.

But Li Leping couldn't see any relaxation on his face.

The situation in the shopping mall far exceeded his expectations. Too many people were killed by that ghost, and the number of ghost slaves rose to a terrible number.

As a result, Li Leping had to adopt the most primitive, that is, the most stupid method he was forced to use to deal with this unexpected situation.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to find the real ghost among hundreds of ghost slaves and prevent it from being transmitted to other ghost slaves.

Fortunately, the spiritual power needed to fight against the ghost slave is not too much, and the memory he consumes is not too much, so he can withstand it.

(End of this chapter)