Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 21 The Consciousness of Substitution

In the houses as far as the eye can see, ropes hang down one after another, and a corpse is hung on each rope.

His eyes were wide open, the eyeballs seemed to protrude, and he looked straight at Wang Chaling.

"Ok?"

Wang Chaling felt a sense of suffocation, and a rope passed over the protection of the second generation of the Wang family and strangled his neck.

No, it didn't bypass the protection of the second generations, but hung them up together with Wang Chaling.

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, looking to his left and right sides, where his parents were hung.

The old man's black and white hands grasped the rope hanging Wang Chaling, and with a light tug, the rope turned into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, grandma's dead soul remained in place, and grandpa's dead soul went straight to a room beside it.

In less than a moment, it came out, with a hanging rope wrapped around black and white's arms, and this was Li Gui's body.

It's a bit like Wang Yue's ghost rope, but the initial strength is much higher, it may have been divided, or it may have nothing to do with it.

There are too many ghosts in this world, and it is normal to have similar ones.

Wang Chaling put away the hanging rope and asked his grandfather to lift the charred body and throw it into the room.

"The 36 houses, half of them are people, half of them are ghosts." Wang Chaling glanced at the remaining houses, seeing that there was no movement inside, and he was not going to suppress them.

The ghosts in the mass graves outside can take them away at will, but inside the ghost village, there are restrictions.

There are very few ghosts that can be taken, only those who are wandering outside can be used at will, and the remaining ones in the house and shop, after taking it, it is best to keep the same quantity as before.

"Taking away Li Gui will make the follow-up restrictions much more difficult and waste more time."

Wang Chaling has no shortage of these ghosts, and the spiritual recovery is intensifying. If he has time to go out for a few more laps, the ghosts will be in his hands. There is no need to increase the difficulty here.

"Grandma Meng is still a while away from her death. Maybe I can go to Mingyue Community to visit her later."

"Compared to the others, this one has a much better attitude towards ghost masters of the new era. She provided the dead dolls to the headquarters. I don't want to get some supernatural items, just to get some news all good."

Wang Chaling was thinking about some follow-up things, and also thinking about what to do when he went to visit later.

Facing the old people of my grandfather's generation, it is not shameful to do so, of course, it is on the premise of responding.

If it was Luo Qian or Zhang Dong who stayed here, Wang Chaling would not have thought about these things.

The hanging rope was suppressed by the dead soul, making it easier for Wang Chaling to deceive. The loose rope hung around the dead soul until it spread to the ground.

They prevented the ghosts from attacking Wang Chaling. Even if they could cross these ropes, they still had to face the dead souls of the Wang family generation.

"Relying on the hanging ghosts to superimpose your own level of terror, if you really continue to recover and continue to hang ghosts, the derived hanging ropes may be able to completely cover some small countries."

Looking at the strangely shaped corpses rolled up, Wang Chaling felt that the hanging rope was recovering, and he was about to break free from his restraint.

He casually wrapped the unresuscitated rope around Grandpa's arm, and the sling that had been agitated just now became quiet in an instant.

Moving forward, there is a large pond, which covers a large area and occupies about half of the residential area.

"There is a ghost in this pond, but anyone who touches the water will be attacked by that ghost."

Can a person stay away from water?Of course you can, but you can't get rid of the water in your body.

The last time Wang Chaling passed by here, he passed by relying on his grandfather to forcibly push Li Gui down.

This time there was no need for that, Wang Chaling glanced behind him, Granny Meng was sitting quietly by the river.

That river and this pond are connected.

The turbid sewage made it difficult to see what was at the bottom of the pond. Several swollen corpses were floating on the water surface, with a ghostly corpse smell.

Wang Chaling sized it up, and found that the bodies of those corpses were tall and tall, and their faces were typical of Westerners.

It is those foreign ghost masters who have been used, and they can walk to this pond, and their strength is not bad.

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There was a sound of water, and pale arms stretched out from the water, as if to drag Wang Chaling down.

The cyan light flickered, and the ghost domain shrouded several meters around Wang Chaling. The pale arms within the range of the ghost domain turned around and attacked the surrounding arms.

This is not the ghost of last time.

"It seems that my luck is a bit bad."

The function of this pond is somewhat similar to the function of a part of the ghost lake. The ghosts at the source can suppress the ghosts to the bottom of the pond.

Even if the ghost master dies in the pond, the body may float on the surface of the pond, but the ghost will sink.

But there are exceptions, the puzzles complement each other, and some ghosts complement the ghost under the pond, so naturally there will be no sinking pond.

Fortunately, the ghost at the bottom of the pond couldn't move freely because of the old lady, otherwise Wang Chaling would have suffered a stumble this time.

"You can't keep ghosts in here."

The ghost at the source was suppressed, which made the pond less scary now, but that ghost couldn't be suppressed forever.

With Wang Chaling as the center, the cyan ghost domain began to gradually expand, and pale arms began to be annihilated.

At the bottom of the pond, corpses with strange shapes appeared in the ghost domain, and there were many strange items.

Wang Chaling passed by one by one, and finally locked on a pale and swollen arm. Near the arm, there was a female corpse. .
The female corpse was pressed tightly to the bottom of the pond by a rag doll. The rag doll seemed to have discovered Wang Chaling, and looked over with a pair of strange and evil eyes.

"Father, go and get that arm." Wang Chaling's goal was only the arm that polluted the pond.

Almost as soon as the souls of the second generation approached, large and small whirlpools appeared on the surface of the pond.

Countless dense ghost hands kept grabbing at the second generation's dead soul, trying to pull it into the water.

There are even some ghost hands trying to lift the ghosts in the sinking pond and send them to the surface of the water.

But it was useless, before the ghost emerged, a big black and white hand fished it out of the water.

"Um?".
"He didn't die? The ghost masters sent by the church are not all parallel imports." Wang Chaling looked at the arm in his father's hand, and there was still a consciousness in it that hadn't disappeared.

"Transfer your consciousness to the ghost before you die. It's a very risky move, but it actually made you succeed. It's really a disaster for thousands of years."

After Wang Chaling thought about it, he roughly understood what this consciousness was, and transferred the consciousness to Li Gui, but this is not a modern way.

This method of transfer has existed a long time ago, but it is not very popular. Transferring the consciousness to the ghost can not only maximize the power of the ghost, but also temporarily save one's life.

The follow-up support arrived to bring the ghost back. There might be a chance to bring the ghost back with a professional counterpart.

No matter how bad it is, some information can be obtained from the remaining consciousness, so that the sacrifice of the former will not be in vain.

This method was more popular in the middle period from the Republic of China to the present, and the old people had just left the stage not long ago.

In the past few decades after the blockade of the supernatural, it has begun to gradually penetrate, and the ghost masters have begun to grow again.

However, due to the loss of inheritance, it is very difficult for many ghost masters without background to grow up, and it is even more difficult to fight against supernatural events.

A ghost master surnamed Qin proposed this method, allowing the ghost master at that time to preserve information and save his own life in this way.

Although not universal, this method was indeed used to solve many supernatural events at the time.

Unfortunately, for some reason, this method was banned on a large scale, and even the Wang family has no relevant records.

Wang Chaling knew this from his parents when he was a child.

"Did Zhang Xianguang give it to you? No, it's unlikely. Zhang Xianguang only used this group of people, and it's impossible to spread this kind of thing."

Although curious, Wang Chaling was not in a hurry to "torture". He just happened to carry three gold bags with him and put his arms in them.

Because of the long soaking time in the pond, the consciousness stored in it has been severely eroded, and it can no longer be tossed by the spirit.

Passing by several soaked and swollen corpses, Wang Chaling walked straight out of the pond, stepping on the ground with wet footprints, leaving a long mark on the ground.

"Next is that ghost." Following the route last time, although the ghost village was out of control, and with Granny Meng in charge, not many ghosts were encountered.

A touch of red rose behind Wang Chaling, spreading from the edge of the pond with a cold flame.

He even began to feel that this kind of flame was burning inside his body, constantly burning various organs in his body.

"The mass grave, the pond, the trading street, and now the flames. Mr. Li had some ideas when he designed this village."

The last time I came here, I didn't feel it. After getting that memory, Wang Chaling realized the strangeness of Guizhuang.

Mr. Li got the low-end version of the supernatural power of several supernatural places to his Zhuangzi.

When in contact with water, it will burn.

This is the current law of killing this ghost. When it comes out of the pond, it is stained with supernatural water, which is the best fuel for the flame.

This flame is not as good as that of the Caesar Hotel, but the level of horror is not low. Even if the second-generation dead soul faces the flame with water on his body for a long time, there is a risk of being ignited.

The horror level of the second generation can be regarded as a top existence in A-level supernatural events.

"I can try to modify it." Wang Chaling had an idea. Before relying on his grandfather to forcefully extinguish the flames, this time he wanted to rely on himself.

The first is inside.

The deceitful ghost first deceived the suppressed flame in his body, and the blue light flickered faintly.

The flame was no longer vigorous, but it did not decline, but existed in Wang Chaling's body in a special form.

Blood vessels, internal organs, bones... Almost every position is attached with supernatural flames, which regard Wang Chaling as the same kind.

Next, it's outside.

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, looking at his wet legs, the flames bound inside his body burst out, and began to burn using the pond water as fuel.

Terrifying flames raged on Wang Chaling's body, but even his clothes didn't burn.

"Cheating and modifying are terrifying abilities. If you really think about it, it's much easier to use than Ye Zhen's death."

Wang Chaling's eyes flickered, and he felt more and more that he was right to join the headquarters on the condition of Gao Zhiqiang.

Of course, just like poison, if you don't talk about the dosage but only the toxicity, it's all hooliganism.

Li Gui only talked about ability, not the degree of terror, and it didn't make any sense. Facing this situation, Gao Zhiqiang could only be ignited.

Only Li Gui, who has been supplemented by Wang Chaling, can achieve this step.

After dealing with the attack on his body, Wang Chaling quickly left the vicinity of the pond. A line on the ground tightly restricted the flames to a fixed area.

In front of Wang Chaling was an old ancestral hall, the door full of mildew was opened, and there was deep darkness inside.

There are only a few lights flickering in the darkness, but it seems that they may go out at any time.

Wang Chaling stopped in his tracks, and turned his gaze to the left side of the gate, where there was an old wooden chair.

An old man in a navy blue cloth was lying on his back on a wooden chair. The heaving of his chest seemed to tell Wang Chaling that he was still alive.

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't move forward.

He held half of the black head in his hands, and the flesh and bones on the head became unreal at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, as before, the remaining half of the head was placed on his neck by Wang Chaling.

"Well."

The ghost consciousness that had been silent in the past, at the moment when the puzzle pieces complemented each other, brought agitation far beyond Wang Chaling's expectations.

But he didn't suppress it immediately, instead, the consciousness of the ghost continued to infect his own consciousness.

The dead souls of the Wang family began to stir restlessly and surrounded Wang Chaling. Under the action of instinct, the dead soul of Wang Chaling's mother even wanted to possess him to help Wang Chaling suppress the ghost.

"Mom, no need to protect my body later."

Wang Chaling stopped his mother's behavior, and walked slowly towards the ancestral hall. The fusion of ghost consciousness made his expression even colder.

He changed plans again.

"He's really a crazy young man, he's brave enough." The old man by the river suddenly looked up, as if he saw something, with a slight smile on his face.

The old man lying back on the chair seemed to have noticed something, and stood up on the abrupt chair.

A pair of eyes with only eye sockets left stared at Wang Chaling, the empty eyes made people shudder.

At this moment, Wang Cha's spiritual temperament changed drastically, he was cold and dead silent, his numb eyes were directly facing the fierce ghost.

The mother's dead soul went straight into the body, but it only maintained the stability of the body, and no longer suppressed the ghost.

At this moment, Wang Chaling's consciousness was directly replaced by the ghost's consciousness, and he fell into an unknown state.

(End of this chapter)