Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 5 Ghost Eye is online
The beating handwriting on the parchment paused, as if it was also overwhelmed by Luo Yi's unreasonableness.

"In the short term, how can I quickly improve my strength."

"Give me a ghost!"

Quick reply on human skin.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, answer my question first!"

Luo Yi said coldly, and clenched the corner of the human skin paper with his left hand, intending to tear it up if he disagreed with him. Luo Yi was sure that the human skin paper at this stage was incapable of escaping from his hands, so he was naturally unwilling to trade with it.

After a long time, writing appeared on the human skin paper again.

"My name is Luo Yi. I want to quickly improve my strength. As a different kind, it is too risky for me to control a new ghost. It is very likely to break my own balance, so I can only rely on the supernatural power of plundering ghosts." Improve yourself, just like I rob baby ghosts."

The handwriting stopped here, as if it was also constantly calculating.

"Go on, don't say what I know."

Limited to certain rules, the human skin paper cannot lie, it can only deliberately omit some key details, conceal the most important operation steps, and let people step into the trap without anyone noticing.

"The ghost domain of the door knocking ghost will be connected to Hongfa Temple in 3 minutes, where there is the Lord of Ghost Eyes nailed in the coffin, it has a huge ghost, but I can't plunder the ghost of the silent ghost, so I need to pull out coffin nails."

The handwriting paused again, but Luo Yi didn't show any impatience, and still grabbed the corner of the parchment.

"As long as the coffin nails are pulled out, the Lord of Ghost Eyes will be completely revived in seven seconds, but seven seconds is enough for me to plunder a lot of ghosts."

Arriving here, all the handwriting began to slowly disappear until the entire paper was completely blank.

Luo Yi knew that this was the limit of the human skin paper's compromise, and he might not give any more information when he was pressing the question.

But these are enough for him, at least let him capture four main points:

1. Ghosts that are silent or even dead cannot be plundered

2. The Lord of Ghost Eyes did not die under the nail in the coffin
3. He only has seven seconds to plunder at most
4. Human skin paper seems to have the ability to capture the information revealed between heaven and earth. For example, he only told the name of one person. He is sure that only Meng Yi in this world knows his name is Luo Yi, but human skin paper also knows.

Closing the parchment paper, Luo Yi lightly touched the center of his eyebrows, and the four black dots in his mind quickly enlarged, one of which was relatively blurred, flickering intermittently, while the other three were quite clear, and upon closer inspection, there were four names circulating on it.

"Fang Jing, Zhang Wei, Yang Jian, and Meng Yi!"

Mobilizing the spirit, Luo Yi's whole body disappeared in place like a wisp of black smoke.

This is his only ability other than the suppression of the chains. The priest can come to the person who is marked or chanted his name at any time. He calls it: Arrival!
Luo Yi did not throw the human skin paper back to Fang Jing, but threw it from upstairs and let it float.

Although the human cortex is not very scary, it has consciousness, and Luo Yi dare not sacrifice it to the gods. If this consciousness also enters this body, it is not for nothing that he has created a competitor for himself.

Not only can't offer sacrifices, but he can't even take it with him. His golden finger has never been this sinister leather paper, but the source of worshiping the gods.

His subconscious mind told him that it was not a good thing to bring a conscious body with him who could probe into his own details at any time.

After finding Yang Jian's location, Luo Yi disappeared in place again.

Hei, he couldn't see his fingers, as if he had entered a supernatural space.

The spirit in Luo Yi's body spontaneously mobilized, his eyes flickered with darkness, and he saw a figure running forward in the dark holding a little light, and several ghost slaves with dry bodies like mummified corpses were chasing after him.

"Tick!"

When the sound of water came, Yang Jian's figure running harder and harder, but no matter how fast Yang Jian could speed up, he still couldn't get rid of those footsteps, and as time passed, the footsteps got closer and closer.

At the beginning, it was still five or six meters away.

Then came three meters.

Going further, the footsteps were almost one meter behind him.

Luo Yi watched coldly. He knew that this was the real starting point of the story and the most important step in Yang Jian's rise. If he died, Luo Yi would take over his opportunity.

If he does not die,
How can a person who masters the sacrificial god be afraid of a ghost-eyed Yang Jian!
Yang Jian was panting heavily, sweat dripping from his body, even though he was very tired, he didn't dare to stop, because he knew that stopping would mean waiting for death.

"Ghosts are the only ones who can deal with ghosts, damn it, fight!"

Sensing the ghost slave approaching behind him, Yang Jianxin directly pressed the recording and playback button on his phone.

"Boom, boom boom!"

The horror invaded, and the darkness followed like a shadow. Luo Yi could even feel the cold air coming from behind him, as well as the faint smell of corpses.

The old man who is keen to knock on the door is here again!
"It's still so terrifying. Even though I have absorbed a lot of ghost babies' supernatural powers, I still don't have the ability to fight him."

"Ghosts can't be killed!"

"Only ghosts can deal with ghosts!"

"Insight into the laws of ghosts!"

These are the three principles of the mysterious revived world, and they are also the life-saving straw for ordinary people to survive in the face of supernatural events.

If you can't kill, if you can't resist, then you can only temporarily avoid the edge!
Luo Yi glanced at the door-knocking ghost, then at the shrunken ghost baby locked on his arm, and without hesitation, followed Yang Jian towards the place where the faint red light was shining in front of him.

After chasing for a while, the ghost slaves behind him had stopped. Luo Yi looked back, and the ghost slaves gradually receded. I don't know whether their mission was completed or they were also afraid of the king in the darkness.

Luo Yi didn't dare to think about it, but on the other side, Yang Jian felt that after the ghost slave retreated, he had stopped, and reached out to touch the red eyeball that fell to the ground.

Everything is like the original, is it a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement?

"This, this is not a lamp."

Yang Jian exclaimed, Luo Yi saw that weird eyeball stuck to his hand, wriggled a few times crazily, and got a hole and sank into the back of his hand.

"It hurts, ah!"

Ignoring Yang Jian who was lying on the ground and twitching non-stop, Luo Yi stepped forward cautiously. He is not the protagonist and has no right to be reckless.

In front of you is a tree.

A pale tree that grew out of bones.

On the tree were tattered human skins, dirty and smelly cloth strips, mummified heads, and weird paper banners. What was even more frightening was that there was a four-meter-tall person lying on the trunk of the tree.

No, not people.

It was a shadow, a shadow with the same outline as a person, as if it was condensed from darkness.

The tall black figure was motionless, hanging upside down on a tree with its head turned to the ground.

Looking carefully, he found that there was an iron nail as thick as an adult's arm nailed to the black shadow's chest. No, it should be a coffin nail commonly used by the people. The coffin nail had been nailed to the tree for many years. Stained, as if about to break.

"Tick, tick~!"

Black pus and blood dripped continuously, the stench of corpses, and the coldness came in layers like tides.

Even though he had made mental preparations long ago, even though Luo Yi was a different kind, his emotions and desires had been weakened a lot, facing such a scene, he was still frightened and afraid.

This is no longer a confrontation between strong and weak, but a crush between different spiritual levels.

(End of this chapter)