Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

"Liu San, did you provoke a nest of evil ghosts up there?"

Just as Wang Chaling controlled the first generation of the Wang family to tear apart one evil spirit, the second evil spirit had already approached his parents.

"You think I think that this is the source of the ghost paintings. I don't know how many evil ghosts are hiding in those portraits." The paper figurines in front of Liu San fell one after another, but every time one fell, One will stand up, and the two sides maintain a strange balance.

"What about Luo Yi, we need him, only he has the ability to make a final decision."

The difficulty of ghost painting lies in its unrivaled ghost domain and constant restarts, which is very difficult for ghost masters who cannot use ghost domain.

"He is looking for the picture frame where the evil spirit hides, and he estimates that this evil spirit is one with the picture frame nailed by the golden candlestick." Liu San said.

"It's very possible. The previous ghosts are like this. Another one. According to your previous description, the ghost painting converts the positions of all the evil ghosts into corresponding ghost paintings. It should be to cover up the real ghosts. Source." Li Jun said.

How to hide a drop of water is to put it into the sea.

The same is true for ghost paintings.

"There are more and more evil spirits, and S-level supernatural events are really difficult to deal with." Wang Chaling frowned, his parents surrounded him, protecting her, and grandparents dealt with evil spirits around.

"Fortunately, the stairs were broken and the ghost painting fell down, otherwise I would lose my life." Xiong Wenwen touched the back of his head, his hands were wet, it was cold sweat.

"That ghost was imprisoned by Luo Yi once, and he must have tampered with it to let him go after we climbed to the fourth floor." Liu San said suspiciously, although he saw the phenomenon, he still didn't understand. How Roy did it.

"I'm afraid it's not leaving, but temporarily removing the ghost from the stairs and letting it fall down." Li Jun said, the ghost was right in front of him at the time, and he saw with his own eyes Liu San pulling Xiong Wenwen up, and then using supernatural interference It took less than a second to kill the evil spirit.

In such a gap, Li Jun and Wang Chaling successfully overtook the evil spirits and climbed to the fourth floor.

"In other words, the evil spirits will come here again in a short time. Don't forget, this is its ghost domain. Even if there are no staircase ghosts, it can still come up. It is nothing more than too many evil spirits gathered here, accumulated The supernatural will affect it slightly, but this time can never be too long, we have to hurry up." Li Jun's body smelled of barbecue, and his face was loose, as if he had been squeezed dry, leaving only a piece of flesh.

"Li Jun, you seem to be familiar." Liu San turned his face, his eyelids and mouth twitched, showing a weird expression.

"You're not much better." Li Jun glanced at him and pointed to his arm with obvious meaning.

Liu San lowered his gaze, the clothes on his arm had been ripped off by the evil spirit, and a long scar appeared on it, but what was strange was that there was no blood on it, but layers of yellow paper that looked as thin as cicada's wings were exposed , as if he was no longer a body of flesh and blood, but a large paper man made of sheets of paper.

"Hehe", the corner of Liu San's mouth twitched, stretched out his right hand to pick up the turned up skin at the wound, squeezed tightly with two fingers, and tore it off with a light kick.

Wang Chaling took off his gold-rimmed glasses, a lot of paper dust had already been stained on his decent and luxurious clothes, and he looked no longer as chic and handsome as before.

"Don't hide it, there are supernatural items, use them if you have cards, I can feel that ghost paintings are coming soon."

As soon as these words came out, Liu San, Li Jun, and Xiong Wenwen's complexions changed. Everyone has seen the horror of ghost paintings. As the person who has fought against ghost paintings the most on the field, Wang Chaling's judgment will not be doubted .

"I still have a ghost candle, two surrogate dolls, and the ghost camera to Xiong Wenwen." Li Jun took out four things from his golden bag as he spoke.

Wang Chaling glanced at it. At the bottom of the bag was an old-fashioned, delicately textured doorknob. There were some black spots on the doorknob, which seemed to be stained with blood.

"I also have a surrogate doll on me, but the situation was too urgent just now, and I didn't have time to use it at all." Xiong Wenwen took out an ugly doll from the small bag behind him, and pricked his finger with a needle, Blood was smeared on the doll's forehead.

"Liu San, what about you?" Li Jun said.

As a team, it is very necessary for them to coordinate the resources under their hands and strive to maximize the effectiveness of the supernatural items.

"The dead doll has already been used up. One of the red ghost candles was used when dealing with the ghosts on the stairs, and a half was used when looking for the source of ghost paintings on the fourth floor. I will give the rest to Luo Yi, because at that time He wants to stay and look for the real ghost painting." Liu San said.

"Then you take a surrogate doll." Li Jun said, although he was a little dissatisfied with Liu San, but he was not right about the matter. Liu San's performance in this incident was remarkable, and he did not flinch in any way.

"The remaining one."

"You don't need to give it to me. I have life-saving items on me." Wang Chaling said calmly. The Wang family in Dadong City has a history of controlling ghosts for more than 70 years. They have no background and have been destroyed long ago.

"Well, find Luo Yi now and join him. It would be best if he found the source painting. If not, with our four captains and the ability to predict the future, I don't believe that we can't make a ghost painting!" Li Jun His complexion was stiff and black, but his expression was even more determined.

huh~~ huh~~
A gust of cold wind blew by, and at the end of the corridor, there was a man dressed in red with a blurred face, and a pair of illusory shoes under his feet. If you looked carefully, you could find that they were a pair of knitted and embroidered cloth shoes.

Only this kind of shoes outlined in dark colors can step on the ground without making a sound, and can reach the fourth floor without a sound.

The light and shadow flicker, and the area outside the candlelight overlaps with light and dark.

Xiong Wenwen's eyes widened, and he didn't dare to blink at all. Even though he knew that the attack of the evil spirit would be blocked by the ghost candle and the dead baby, he still couldn't avoid the panic in his heart.

Every time I blink, the evil spirit approaches several meters, like some kind of flash.

When this kind of scene only in horror movies actually happened in real life, the urgency and suffocating coldness made the heart suddenly stagnate, and the whole body was cold.

Inexplicably, a wind blew up in this airtight space, and the smell of ink irritated the nostrils. Behind Xiong Wenwen, a woman in red clothes stretched out her palm suddenly appeared.

"Depend on!"

Xiong Wenwen was taken aback by the sudden evil spirit, and pressed the shutter button involuntarily.

Click!

A flash of white light flashed, a puff of black smoke came out from the ghost camera in Xiong Wenwen's hand, and a puff of low-quality magnesium powder and stench of corpses rushed into his nostrils.

"Oh my God!"

Xiong Wenwen trembled and almost threw the ghost camera in his hand.

The ghost camera can take pictures to imprison evil spirits, but the probability is [-]-[-], either to imprison the ghost or imprison oneself.

Do not use unless absolutely necessary.

What is the difference between a person entering a photo and being dead?
"Xiong Wenwen, did you catch it?" Li Jun yelled, Gui Hua's blow was blocked by Gui Zhu just now, and the price he paid was more than half of it burned.

But at the same time, the evil spirit disappeared again.

Xiong Wenwen turned over the camera, and several people looked at his hand with anticipation.

A photo was spit out, blurry embroidered shoes, dull legs, bright red skirt, and flawless jade-like palms, but the picture came to an abrupt end here.

"How come? I didn't take all the pictures?"

For the ghost camera to be truly effective, it must not only capture evil spirits, but also capture all evil spirits.

But obviously, now Xiong Wenwen has failed.

And at this moment, the ghost painting reappeared, and the white and delicate palm brushed towards the top of Xiong Wenwen's head.

"Come again!"

Xiong Wenwen was terrified. In less than 10 minutes, the evil spirit had already attacked him three times, and he was targeted three times in a row by an S-level evil spirit. How could he survive?
Wang Chaling's body flickered, and the two elders of the first generation of the Wang family cooperated tacitly to push out their palms, trying to catch the ghost painting, but a cold light was faster than the two, passing through the void from the corridor more than ten meters away, and slashed at the ghost in front of him. painting.

"Luo Yi!" (End of this chapter)