Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 85 Price
A paper figurine that was enough to deal with a supernatural event turned into fly ash in an instant, and Liu San didn't even figure out the process, which made him a little unbelievable.

Zhang Xianguang gave him a vicious look, and said in a cold tone, "Paper figurine boy, you still have one last chance."

It is true that he has been planning ghost paintings for decades, but it does not mean that this painting is completely under his control, otherwise why would he specially train a He Yuelian.

The source of this ghost painting is very terrifying, and this is its home field, so his concealment measures won't last long. Once it fails, he will face the ghostly attack of this ghost directly. After all, his hand was nailed , not all supernatural beings are blocked, even if this is not a problem, it is still a trouble after all, so avoid it if you can.

Shen Lin also looked at Liu San with unkind eyes. The source and surroundings of ghost paintings are a trouble for Zhang Xianguang, but a fatal crisis for the two of them.

"I was careless, there will be no next time." Liu San also knew that he had made a mistake, wasting an opportunity because of his greed.

His paper figurines can steal some supernatural powers from ghosts through some special media. Facing the existence of the source of ghost paintings, it is difficult for him to restrain his greed. Fortunately, the cards in Zhang Xianguang's hand are strong enough, otherwise he will be exposed this time. , he might really have to fall here.

Qin Lao, Shen Lin, Li Leping, and Wang Xiaoming, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, not as easy to fool as Li Jun, so Liu San really used his body to enter the ghost painting this time.

"Professor Wang, you gave me a terrible question this time." Liu San thought in his heart, and at the same time felt a little aggrieved. After all, he is a ghost master who can be the captain, but he was tricked into this by an ordinary person. For the sake of it, it's no wonder I'm not aggrieved.

"Ready!"

Zhang Xianguang's icy voice interrupted Liu San's complicated thoughts. He glanced at the pile of sludge next to Zhang Xianguang. Layers of yellow paper were gradually peeled off from Liu San's body. The scattered yellow paper could not be automatically piled up into a pile With a humanoid body, the withered and yellow skin quickly turned into a normal human skin color, and the numb eyes gradually showed human-like fluctuations.

Liu San looked at the paper man in front of him who looked like a living person, and there was a look of pain in his eyes. He could make ordinary paper man casually, and it didn't hurt to use it at all, but this paper man was made by him with great difficulty. There is no problem in handling a normal A-level supernatural event.

The paper figurine wobbled to the edge of the mud pool next to Zhang Xianguang, picked up a pile of mud with one hand, and smeared it on his body frantically. His blood-colored skin dimmed again, and gradually withered and yellowed. In the beginning, it looked a little more withered and yellow.

It moved very quickly, in less than a minute, the pile of sludge that was almost half a person's height was all evenly smeared on the body, which made the already weird paper figurine look even more gloomy and cold.

Zhang Xianguang took a look to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, and sent the paper figurine out. It was right next to a ghost, and even made contact with it.

But the ghost didn't even look at the paper figurine, and continued to wander around, covered in paper dust, as if it was on patrol.

Learn from previous experiences.

Liu San no longer had superfluous thoughts. No matter how useful supernatural powers are, losing one's life is all vain. The paper figurine crossed hundreds of meters in an instant and came directly to the woman's side.

No delay.

The withered yellow arm directly covered the candlestick, and paper ash fell from the sky, covering the withered yellow arm. There was a terrifying ghost in it. The withered yellow paper was gradually covered with gray and white. Before the arm was completely covered and dissipated, the palm holding the candlestick was violently , abruptly pulled it up.

next moment.

Just like before, without any warning, most of the paper figurine's body turned into fly ash, and the cold flames spread across the remnant body, burning it up in an instant.

"Things that can limit the source are not simple things. Foreign countries are still not cleaned up enough, and there are such good things left behind." Zhang Xianguang's eyes flickered, and he noticed the strangeness of burning the paper man's remains. flame.

But he didn't waste much time on it, and within a second, he recovered, looked at the woman who stood up slowly, especially the pair of white palms, and at the terrifying figure gradually approaching, His face remained unchanged.

This kind of situation is normal. When the source ghost is slightly restricted, his control over the surrounding situation is also reduced. At the moment when the restriction is lifted, a terrifying supernatural eruption. Draw probes.

Otherwise, he would not have found ghost paintings as the carrier of the Taoyuan plan. After all, even if a ghost is not particularly strong, even if it becomes a paradise, it will be broken by external ghosts sooner or later.

Glancing at the woman's slightly raised palm, Zhang Xianguang's eyes flickered, a ball of fluorescent light the size of a basketball suddenly appeared in his hand, and he threw it directly at the woman's raised palm, but was blocked by an invisible supernatural force. meters away.

"It's time to go. I'll clean up this mess after a while." Zhang Xianguang gave Shen Lin a look, turned and walked outside.

Holding a big knife in his hand, any fierce ghost who is in the way is just a matter of one or a few knives to him. Shen Lin followed closely behind, holding an ax in his hand, and a figure in red was closely beside him. Afterwards, there were faint signs of overlapping with Shen Lin, and he would occasionally take action to clean up some supernatural beings, which Zhang Xianguang intentionally left for him.

Liu San followed the two from a distance, even if he would be overtaken by the ghost behind him, he was unwilling to get too close to the two, his character and viewpoint did not quite match with Zhang Xianguang.

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All the way.

"This distance plus spiritual interference, it's almost enough." Liu San suddenly stopped her footsteps, and looked at the two who had been thrown more than a kilometer away from her, with delicate eyes.

"What's the matter?" Shen Lin looked at Zhang Xianguang and asked with some doubts.

Zhang Xianguang withdrew his gaze and shook his head: "It's nothing."

That paper figurine boy was cautious enough to run away like this, leaving behind a paper figurine to fool him, an old man.

"Liu San ran away?" Shen Lin was not an idiot, and after a little thought, he understood what Zhang Xianguang was looking at. After all, only Liu San could attract Zhang Xianguang's attention in this place.

"Isn't this a normal thing? Don't you know?" Zhang Xianguang said.

"Why do I know? In the end, Liu San and I are only teaming up to deal with supernatural events for the first time, and we don't know a lot of information." Shen Lin said.

"hope so."

"Go faster, a nail has been pulled out, the movement in the next ghost painting will not be too small, we need to find a "stable" place to repair, the plague ghosts are too scattered, and the degree of terror is not low, even the ghost painting , and it takes time to gather.”

Zhang Xianguang's voice echoed in the gray world.

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far away.

Liu San looked at the bloody number on the indicator in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "There are so many troubles, this Wei Jing was dragged so far away."

According to the comparison between this indicator and the actual distance, one unit represents five kilometers, but now, there are ten units on it.

fifty kilometers. .
In the real world, this distance is only a few minutes, but in Ghost Painting, this distance is not easy to walk.

After seeing the strange figure approaching gradually and the number that the indicator started to jump again, Liu San didn't delay any longer, and rushed towards the direction pointed by the indicator with all his strength.

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"Old Qin!"

In the laboratory, Lu Zhiwen shouted to the old man who suddenly appeared.

"Ah."

The old man nodded, expressing his memory, with a tired look on his face. He was old after all. Although he still had all his strength, it was tiring to use it.

"The starving ghost and the wishing ghost are ready, you see?" Li Leping stepped forward and pointed to the golden coffin in the corner.

"Don't worry about this matter. I have some things that I need to discuss with Mr. Qin, and I need you two to avoid it first." Wang Xiaoming said suddenly.

A few hours later, his eyes became more bloodshot, his temperament became more decadent, and he felt that he might die suddenly at any time.

Faced with Wang Xiaoming's request, Lu Zhiwen naturally had nothing to say, and left the laboratory naturally, but Li Leping did not go out with him.

"Professor Wang, this visit to City J has already exceeded my original schedule. I still have a few supernatural events to deal with and track down. Moreover, the time to claim for the dead baby is coming soon."

"You can go back to Dachuan." Wang Xiaoming's eyes were dark, making people wonder what he was thinking, but Li Leping didn't care so much, and nodded to Mr. Qin as a greeting. The blocked state directly drove Gui Yan away.

"Is there any hope for Wei Jing?"

Without asking about the situation of the palace, Wang Xiaoming directly entered the topic and asked the questions he most needed to know, which is also the key to the success of this plan.

Elder Qin was silent for a moment, and said: "You are a little anxious, it is best to let nature take its course."

"You are about to call the curtain. The headquarters must ensure that their combat power is not too bad. Humans also need some powerful ghost masters. You know very well that people like Wang Chaling and Yang Jian, after what you see In the future, it may not be too bad, but for now, their protection scope is limited to their own one-third of an acre of land, and the rest of the ghost masters are not bad."

"The headquarters really needs a group of powerful ghost masters to stabilize the current situation, so that more lives can be saved. Lu Zhiwen is strong in intelligence, but his combat power is not enough. Cao Yang inherited Fang Shiming's ghosts, plus some other things, his combat power Perhaps it is enough, but he is restricted too much, not to mention Li Jun, Ah Hong, He Yin'er, etc. If Professor Wang's plan can be successful, Wei Jing can achieve that special state, for Guoj, for the headquarters can be of great help.”

This was not said by Wang Xiaoming, but from the computer on the table. A video call was connected at some time, and an old man with full hair and wrinkled face appeared on the computer screen.

"I'm going to pull him back, this is the last time."

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Yuqing Palace.

The brilliance sprinkled by Yu Ruyi shines in the vast hall, and the portraits carved from white jade reflect breathtaking colors.

The weird tune echoed in the hall, clear and ethereal, like the music heard by the immortals in the sky, it should not be listened to by the mortals.

But in Wang Chaling's ears, beneath this beautiful music, there is the voice of hatred from the underworld, and the inexplicable tone arouses the most primitive fear of human beings.

The dense darkness permeated Wang Chaling's whole body, and three figures loomed in the darkness, and the spirit of the Wang family was always protecting Wang Chaling's surroundings.

at this time.

There are only a few chess pieces left in the chess box, and there are only a few empty spots left on one side of the chessboard. Terrifying spirits are fighting fiercely above, and the remaining empty positions are constantly changing.

There is only a very short piece of sandalwood not far away, and Wang Chaling estimates based on the previous burning speed that this remaining bit can last for about 1 minute.

Of course, this is just an estimate.

The confrontation with the ghost has greatly distracted his energy, and he pays attention to the passage of time, but not much, and he may not be able to grasp the details well.

"To be on the safe side, in the next few tens of seconds, I must maintain the advantage to ensure my chances of winning."

It is not advisable to turn the game over from the Jedi, and it is not suitable for this situation. The competition for the chessboard is going on every moment, and if you relax for a while, you will suffer heavy losses.

Thinking about it this way, Wang Chaling didn't hold back any more, and all the ghosts except the three dead souls instantly covered the chessboard.

Almost at the same time as this power erupted, a force that was evenly matched to him erupted on the opposite Li Gui, and a fierce battle started.

But the adjustment of Li Gui's power also takes time, not much, but it is enough for Wang Chaling to seize that fleeting opportunity and take some insignificant advantage.

The burning of sandalwood is still going on.

The chessboard was already blurred, and even Wang Chaling's own eyes could not clearly see the arrangement on the chessboard, so he simply abandoned his eyes and relied on supernatural powers to perceive the situation.

The dead souls of the parents do not know when to complete the superposition. The black and white phantom overlaps with Wang Chaling's figure, but the supernatural connection has already been established, and the superimposition of each other can be completed at any time.

The dark spirit spread over, providing Wang Chaling with a special perspective to closely observe the burning of the incense.

One second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds...

At the moment when the last spark was extinguished, a powerful force suddenly erupted from the opposite Li Gui, and the essence of its composition remained unchanged. These supernatural powers are perfectly integrated, and the horror that erupts far exceeds the power when used alone.

This is Li Gui's biggest counterattack. This method is in line with the rules and is also fair. After all, the essence of their supernatural powers is the same, it's just a matter of the technique used.

Wang Chaling knew this, and he knew how to use his own advantages. He didn't let Li Gui recreate all the ghosts in one go.

The existence of dead souls is very special. They are used by Wang Chaling, but they do not belong to Wang Chaling completely. In the judgment of this mountain, as long as Wang Chaling does not directly ask the dead souls to assist them, the ghosts of the dead souls will not be reproduced. , at least on the surface.

and so.

At the moment before the Li Gui erupted, the superimposed dead souls entered Wang Chaling's body, and the supernatural superimposition was completed at this moment. At the same time as the Li Gui erupted, almost the same force burst out from Wang Chaling, forcing him back.

The sparks went out, and the situation on the chessboard became clear. It was Wang Chaling who won, but there was no joy of victory on his face.

The three souls of the dead withdrew from his body at the same time. Wang Chaling's face was pale and spread out on the ground. Extreme pain spread throughout his body, and his spirit wore away the erosion of the curse.

(End of this chapter)