Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 61 The restless ghost in the body (for further reading)

Here, he and Tang Ren are the only ones who control the two ghosts. Therefore, the team's decision-making power seems to be handed over to them.

Sun Xing didn't talk nonsense, he started directly.

boom!
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he punched the lock and smashed the lock down, causing the shattered iron slag to fall down.

"Damn it, you're superhuman!"

Xiong Wenwen's eyes widened, envious of this ability.

"You can call me that, I can bear it."

After Sun Xing left a word, he pushed open the iron door.

"You won't die if you go in like this?"

Xiong Wenwen's eyes widened. He had a hunch that this place was very dangerous.

This is the consequence of his being corrupted by ghosts. Even if he doesn't use his abilities, his intuition is very powerful.

"Standing outside can't solve supernatural events. We're not here to save our lives. How can anyone not be desperate when dealing with ghosts?" Tang Ren stepped forward, but didn't get too close.

The audience reminded him that he had been paying attention to the white silk, and his intuition told him that this thing was very strange.
"If something goes wrong, I will send you out as soon as possible, unless my ghost domain is suppressed."

When Sun Xing spoke, it was a shot in the arm for everyone.

The current configuration of this team can be said to be better than more than 90.00% of the teams even if it is not considered an elite ghost master team.

He has already learned that besides Tang Ren and Xiong Wenwen, the other two are also capable. One is code-named "Ghost Pen" and the other is code-named "Ghost Throwing Man". They are suspected to be able to suppress the existence of ghosts.

"Whether it's dangerous or not, let me try it out."

Chen Yuan held the paintbrush in her hand, and there was a frightening momentum. She waved her arm wrapped in black gauze, and a strange sound came out. Soon, a pitch-black paper man jumped out.

"Wow Kaka~"

The paper figurines, as black as ink, jumped up and down, making ear-piercing cries.

"Go ahead."

With a finger of Chen Yuan's brush, it was the direction on the cockpit of the Ferris wheel.

"kaka~"

Although the half-meter-tall paper figurine is small, it has all internal organs and runs very fast towards a cockpit on the Ferris wheel.

Everyone stared at the paper figurine, blood was dripping there, obviously something was wrong.

The paper man came under the cockpit very quickly, nothing unusual happened, nothing happened.

Chen Yuan spoke again: "Climb up."

The half-meter-high body of the paper figurine climbed very hard, and it took a lot of effort to climb up the cockpit. At this time, the white silk hanging on the cockpit moved.

The white silk seemed to have life, and it was entwined towards the paper man. Only after this movement, Sun Xing could see clearly that the white silk seemed to be very long.
When it was not moving, it seemed to be only one or two meters long, but when it moved, it was at least four or five meters long, and the originally hidden length was revealed.

It is soaked in fresh blood, as if the hidden part has been soaked in the blood river, this is the middle part, and the head and tail are like pure white jade, the combination of the two is very strange.

The paper figurine was entangled in an instant, starting from the neck, it was strangled to pieces by the white silk with a bang, and large pieces of paper ash fell and scattered on the ground.

"So outrageous?"

Chen Yuan changed color. Although the paper figurine was not big, it was made with the same characteristics as a human being. In other words, if it was an ordinary person just now, it might have been reduced to crumbs now.

"Not good! This thing is coming!"

Sun Xing's eyelids twitched. The white silk seemed to have lost its target after shredding the paper figurines, and ended up focusing on them in the next second.

But it didn't fly over, it disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, it had already reached the bottom of Tang Ren's neck, hooked his entire neck and began to tie a knot, and kept lifting his whole body to the sky.

For an attack of this level, ordinary people would probably be strangled to death in an instant.

This is no ordinary Bai Ling, this is a ghost, and ghosts want to kill people.

And this action of this white silk undoubtedly represents that the final sequence of killing has been completed.

"Fast enough, cough! cough! Go away!"

Tang Ren was so strangled that he couldn't breathe, his neck was almost broken. At this time, a strange figure appeared behind him. This figure was head on bottom and feet on top, like a person turned upside down. It became cold in an instant.

There was no doubt that this was a ghost, Tang Ren's second ghost.

He held the white silk wrapped around his neck dripping blood with both hands, and tore it off his neck with a flick of his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Go first."

He yelled, but his expression was a little weird. There was something wrong with Bai Ling, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

With a loud shout, several people hurriedly left here. They did not forget that there was a white silk hanging on each cockpit in the back. If they were all ghosts, this place might become the most dangerous place in an instant.

Tang Ren also left immediately. The strange thing was that the white silk was completely silent after being thrown by him, and it lay silent on the ground, with blood dripping all over the ground, a little seeping.

"There's something wrong with this thing!"

After walking out through the door under the Ferris wheel, Tang Ren thought deeply.

Behind them, there were dozens of white silks on display above the cockpit, motionless. Only one attacked them, but was thrown and stopped.

"What's wrong, it must be a ghost." Liu Qi looked back in shock.

"I know it's a ghost, but my doubt is that there's something wrong with this ghost." Tang Ren frowned as he recalled the scene just now.

"Something's wrong, I think you're about to be strangled to death." Xiong Wenwen said.

"For example, I was attacked by a ghost just now, why didn't I attack me afterwards? Another example, since this white silk is a ghost, there is no reason to give up on me, and if it is a ghost, it is a bit too weak. I haven't seen it before. Such a kind ghost." Tang Ren touched the scar on his neck, he was a little taken aback.

In fact, he didn't make much effort just now.

The ghost seemed to be an empty shell.

"Let's look for those missing people first. Let's ignore this thing for now. If you find those missing people, you may find the source." Sun Xing shook his head, and he was also a little surprised.

If this Bai Ling is a ghost, the power is a bit too weak, right?
"Hundreds of people are missing. Although this place is big, it can't be hidden, right?"

Liu Qi also frowned. Without clues, it is indeed a good way to find the dead person first.

"Go look over there."

Tang Ren pointed forward, and there was the direction of the carousel.

A shiny shed, covered with all kinds of small lanterns, and even strange sounds came from there.

"Dingling, dingling~"

Sounds seem far away and elusive, which is not the most important thing.

Sun Xing was puzzled.

Why is the ghost in his body restless?
　Ask for a follow-up

　　
　
(End of this chapter)