Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 81 Ladder
Wang Chaling put down the chess pieces in his hand, and looked at the chessboard with a smile on his face: "I'm so sorry, I won this game again, let's take out the pieces."

A few days later, the two of them also played dozens of chess games, each winning or losing, probably in a [-]-[-] split. Monk Dizang was always asking for various information, and Wang Chaling was asking a dozen or so. After asking the question, he proposed to use the item as the condition of the bet, and the monk Ji Zang also agreed out of some considerations.

Of course, these items are not considered precious, but some small items in the ghost temple, such as sandalwood, ghost tree branches, pool water, and vegetarian food.

These things have their own special uses, sandalwood to ward off ghosts, branches to fight ghosts, pool water to suppress supernatural beings, and fast food to induce ghosts. The real value alone is actually much higher than some low-level ghosts.

But the key point is that when Monk Ksitigarbha gave these things to Wang Chaling, the ghosts of these things only represented their "original" ghosts, and did not mix with the ghosts of Monk Ksitigarbha himself or the king of ghosts.

If the trade item is replaced by a ghost, the monk may not be able to agree. The ghost is much more difficult to "clean" than these consumable spiritual items that are dismantled separately.

After receiving the sandalwood from Monk Ksitigarbha, Wang Chaling had accumulated three sticks of sandalwood, five sticks, two bowls of vegetarian rice, and about one liter of pond water.

"That's the end of the chess game. Here's my stuff. Let's play again next time we meet... However, you may be the one who will go to hell by then. After all, living too long is not necessarily a good thing." Wang Chaling waved his hand The existence of the stone table was changed to nothing, and it was erased together with the chess pieces. The words were very rude.

"Thank you, Lord Benefactor, for answering your questions. Next time we meet, the poor monk will definitely prepare a big gift for you. I hope that Lord Benefactor will be satisfied." Monk Ksitigarbha replied.

In the question and answer between you and me, the cover on both sides has long since disappeared. Both of them know that the next meeting will be life and death, but we are all civilized people, so we will not threaten them with harsh words face to face.

"Wang Wudi, is this monk threatening you? You are so audacious. You are so talkative. This kind of bastard dares to talk to you like that. In my opinion, we might as well join hands and break into this ruined temple. Take it apart!" Ye Zhen, who was a little drowsy watching the two people playing chess, understood the secret words of the monk Ji Zang, and immediately regained his spirits, holding the long swords hanging around his waist in his hands, flashing The penetrating cold light.

The strap on his body was carried by Wang Chaling's grandfather, and now he is at his peak, and he has the urge to fight.

Wang Chaling's face darkened.

If it can play, why am I still playing chess with it?My grandfather had long ago tied this damn thing in front of me to obtain information by other means.

"Stop making trouble, the supernatural bus is coming soon, if you miss this bus, it will not be easy for us to return to reality." While speaking, Wang Chaling's eyes still stayed on Monk Dizang.

The monk shook his head and didn't express any opinion on Ye Zhen's words. This junior has good strength, and he also has some impressions of the ghost who died for him, but that's all. Adults don't care about like a child unless This guy really hit it off.

But is it possible?

"Don't forget, the monk who got you in is still in reality. According to you, that person is already very old. If you stay here for a while, he might die of old age. By then You can't take revenge." Wang Chaling had already figured out Ye Zhen's temperament, and Ye Zhen's dislike for the temple came from the outsider, so he easily transferred the conflict.

"Wang Wudi, what you said is also reasonable. That's all, this matter is over for today, but Wang Wudi, when you visit here again, you must call Ye." Ye Zhen said, he didn't like the monk's eyes very much. It was completely ignored.

"Row."

Wang Chaling complied. There are not many ghost masters who volunteer to help these days. The person in charge of the headquarters still has to get gold quotas and resources to deal with supernatural events.

In the distance, a dim yellow light shone, and the dim world became a little brighter. A dilapidated bus was driving towards the gate of the temple, and its speed gradually slowed down.

Wang Chaling did not wait stupidly, and walked directly towards the direction of the bus with the dead soul. A body quickly appeared beside him, and the dead soul was also taking off the strap on his back, and then he carried the strap directly Put it on top of that body.

It's just a body that contains a bit of supernatural power, so naturally it can't bear the strap, so the dead soul follows behind it, puts both hands on top of the strap, lifts the strap up to prevent it from falling directly to the ground, and lets the Li Gui regained consciousness again.

Wang Chaling stood on the side of the road, watching the ghostly bus that was approaching, and motioned for the undead to take a few steps forward. It was outside the bus road, but it was also on the edge.

Ten meters, five meters, two meters, one meter... The dim light does not dazzle people's eyes. When the distance from the position of the dead soul was about 30 centimeters, the dead soul who had been holding the back suddenly put down his hands, and at the same time Before landing on the ground, he pushed out the body with the shoulder strap on his back.

Thirty centimeters away.

Even though the speed of the ghost bus had slowed down to a certain level, even if the ghost bus basically braked suddenly, the front of the bus still collided with the back of the ground.

The terrifying spiritual suppressive force vented freely on the back sash, directly knocking it flying more than ten meters away. The bamboo back sash was stained with foul-smelling blood, which seemed to be flowing out of the back sash, and at the same time, a ghost appeared on the back sash. The hole reveals the terrifying "mountain goods" inside.

"It can't make it completely crash? Is it because of the brakes of the supernatural bus and the absence of a driver?" Wang Chaling frowned and looked at the tattered back strap.

The back strap without body load just fell on the ground, and the terrifying ghost didn't condense, but all kinds of weird phenomena were still happening near the strap, which means that the ghost hasn't completely died yet, and it doesn't take too long to be able to recover. recover.

The plan of using the supernatural bus to kill the back scorpion can only be regarded as a half success. Temporarily preventing the back scorpion ghost from interfering with Wang Chaling or doing things in secret is still far from a real solution.

"A supernatural bus without a driver and a supernatural bus with a driver can be said to exist in two different ways. Driver Yang Jian dared to directly crash into a ghost ship, while no one could even crash into a ghost ship without a driver."

The matter has come to this point, Wang Chaling has no choice but to wait to return to reality and use the ghost scissors, and now he can only take this back belt on the road for the time being.

Glancing at the ghostly bus that had fallen into silence, Wang Chaling didn't hesitate, and motioned for his father to come over and bring the back strap over.

The current back sash is very light, and the terrifying weight and suppression originally come from the back sash's own supernatural powers. Now that the supernatural powers are suppressed, some of the special characteristics of the back sang will naturally be eliminated a lot.

According to Wang Chaling's estimate, the current back strap may be able to crush a normal A-level ghost, but the Wang family's dead souls are all in the top A-level category, and the second generation of dead souls is much more difficult to move.

and……

"Ye Zhen, this back strap has been knocked into a semi-quiet state. It's a good opportunity to drive it. Do you have any ideas?" Wang Chaling pointed to the back strap that had left the path of the ghost bus.

"No, this memorization doesn't really match Ye's temperament. It's okay to memorize it once in a while, but it's absolutely impossible to control it. I don't want to be rumored to be a memorizer when I rule the world in the future." Ye With a face full of disgust, I rejected this spooky ghost with an extremely high degree of terror and extremely low difficulty in controlling it without even thinking about it.

But this answer is very Ye Zhen, a secondary disease who forcibly turned the gloomy ghost domain into the performance of a god descending from the earth, and he is really persistent in some things.

Wang Chaling didn't force him to agree, but only said that he would have to trouble him to carry it on his back during this period, and Ye Zhen had no objection to this.

Ye Zhen put his back on his back again, and the two stood together on the side of the road, waiting for the recovery of the ghost bus. Wang Chaling took advantage of the opportunity to tell Ye Zhen some information about the ghost bus, and warned the other party not to rush up when they saw this bus Make trouble, take a sword and chop it up.

There is a connection point between the endless cemetery and reality in Dahai City. The supernatural bus often passes by. Ye Zhen has an impression of this bus again. It is hard to say whether he will encounter this incident.

Be prepared!

"Stop, Wang Wudi, I admit that you are stronger than Ye, but Ye is not so weak that even a bus is afraid, Yang Jian? It's just a guy who used your credit and made a lot of hype with the water army. How can his father, Yang Xiaotian, be so strong? Even if this bus can't directly kill him, what's so scary?"

Although Mr. Qin said that Yang Jian's father was killed by him, according to Wang Chaling's speculation, the other party must have been lingering for a while after being hit, and made many arrangements to house his own ghost. Of course, it is just speculation, but Wang Chaling still used this version to tell Ye Zhen.

Faced with Ye Zhen's rebuttal, Wang Chaling was not surprised. Whoever controls Ye Zhen to replace the dead ghost will be similar to Ye Zhen, or even crazier.

"I won't argue with you, you'll know when you get on the bus." Wang Chaling arrived casually, and he had already seen the dim yellow lights on and the front door of the bus open.

He directly boarded the bus with his family. Ye Zhen held a long sword and stepped onto the bus right after him. His eyes immediately fixed on the driver's seat.

He couldn't help but sit on it, Wang Chaling ignored him, went to the back row and sat down with the four old people.

After the collision just now, the supernatural bus temporarily stopped moving forward, and the ghosts on the bus also ran about the same. There are many places on the bus.

Ye Zhen sat in the driver's seat, the flesh and blood of his intact hands gradually rotted, and the normal skin turned black, but it didn't rot like flesh and blood, instead it was completely wrapped on it.

He put one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand on the switch that controls the car door. He wanted to close the front door, but an invisible resistance permeated the control switch. Ye Zhen's palm was caught by this force. Obstinately blocked.

His face gradually distorted, a rotten breath spread, and Ye Zhen's face turned abnormally pale. He was using the power of several ghosts in his body.

Before there is a suitable driving method, the way to drive the supernatural bus is also very simple. Use your own supernatural power to suppress the supernatural power of the supernatural bus. As long as you can suppress part of it, you can gain part of the control.

Ye Zhen used his ghost power to move the switch with all his strength, but the switch could not be completely closed, it could only be halfway at most.

As time passed, the front door closed automatically, Ye Zhen's face was a little ugly, but he didn't give up, and directly suppressed all the ghosts on the steering wheel.

The number of ghosts controlled by Ye Zhen, who has the ghost for the dead, is rarely known except himself. Now, he has almost put all his supernatural power on this steering wheel.

Finally, the stuck steering wheel started to turn slowly, and the direction of the ghost bus gradually began to deviate.

next moment.

Two phantom palms appeared on the steering wheel, forcing the steering wheel to return to its original shape. Under the joint action of the dead soul and the ghost bus itself, Ye Zhen was powerless.

"Ye Zhen, it's enough to play around. This car has fixed stops for the rest of the journey, and there are places I need to go." Wang Chaling said.

Ye Zhen: "...OK, I will give you Wang Wudi a face today."

Ye Zhen left the driver's seat, walked to a seat near Wang Chaling and sat down, chatting casually, holding a game console in his hand, looking bright from time to time.

The spooky bus travels through the spooky spooky places, the endless primitive jungle, the misty mountains, the weird county town, the gloomy old castle, the endless cemetery, the dilapidated campus, the Caesars Hotel……… More than 20 After an hour's drive, after going through eight or nine supernatural places, Wang Chaling finally saw a mountain through the window of the bus.

After several hours, the speed of the ghost bus gradually slowed down. With the sound of brakes, the ghost bus stopped steadily in front of a thatched cottage.

"Wang Wudi, have you found the place to cultivate immortals?" Ye Zhen, who got off the car, pointed to the mountain hanging in the air, and said in disbelief.

The mountain is about [-] meters high, and it is about [-] meters above the ground. It is surrounded by clouds and mist, and pavilions and attics can be seen faintly. The morning sun shines on the mountain, and sacred images emerge from time to time. Ye Zhen even saw some cranes circling and dancing in the mountains.

"If there is such a thing as cultivating immortals in this world, then it's not up to us ghost masters to deal with ghosts and face spiritual recovery." Wang Chaling said.

There are no gods in this world, only ghosts. Although this place is made to have a fairy air, the superficial delusion can never conceal the supernatural "stink" of nature.

"Ugh."

Ye Zhen shook his head a little lonely. With his strength, after a few seconds of being attracted by the gorgeous appearance, he can naturally see the essence under the fairy mountain.

Wang Chaling ignored this little emotion, and went straight to the front of the thatched hut. There was no door in this hut, only one window, and ropes hung down to block the sight of outsiders.

He took out a letter from his bosom, which was given by Mr. Qin and the only real thing given by the other party, and it was used as a token.

I saw Wang Chaling handing the letter into the window of the thatched cottage. After a brief silence for a few seconds, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the clouds and mist in the sky seemed to be stirred. A white jade staircase slowly emerged, revealing only a corner, and the deeper one It is hidden in the clouds.

"Go~!"

Wang Chaling let out a low cry, and stepped on it first, followed by Ye Zhen.

(End of this chapter)