Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 97
Wang Chaling: "???"

Wang Chaling looked at Ye Zhen who was rushing up with some confusion, but immediately understood Ye Zhen's thoughts. The second child probably thought he was under the influence of Li Gui.

This kind of thing is normal, even Wang Chaling himself had such doubts when he came out. After all, that mountain is too terrifying, and it is not impossible to create an illusion that is enough for Wang Chaling to distinguish between illusion and reality. It's just that he confirmed the truth through some small means.

And that method is quite special, only suitable for Wang Chaling, not so suitable for Ye Zhen, it seems normal to have such a performance.

but.

Normal is normal, this is not a reason for Wang Chaling to tolerate Ye Zhen's "presumptuousness", so the ghost sitting in the nearby seat stood up and greeted him.

It is not convenient to use ghosts on the ghost bus, and it is also difficult to use ghosts. Four (revenant) beat one (Ye Zhen), and the ghost has no feeling at all, but within a few minutes, Ye Zhen was defeated.

However, Ye Zhen was obviously not someone who would give up so easily, and he struggled several times, but was defeated by the dead souls, unable to walk in front of Wang Chaling.

"Almost enough?" Wang Chaling got up and walked to an empty seat not far from Ye Zhen to sit down, and told Ye Zhen most of the incident.

Some things about Zhang Dong, Yu Pei, and his grandfather were selectively hidden by Wang Chaling. Except for Zhang Dong, he himself was vague about other things.

"How about it, believe it or not?"

"I believe, I believe, Wang Wudi, tell your family to go back and let me go." Ye Zhen said with aggrieved face.

Out of consideration for Ye Zhen's face-saving personality, when Wang Chaling asked the dead souls to attack, he deliberately made them avoid Ye Zhen's face and only hit him. Ye Zhen was not forced to kneel down, but his limbs were all crushed Lifted by the dead soul, the whole person was suspended in the air, making it impossible to exert force again.

Seeing that Ye Zhen was "submissive", and his expression did not seem to be fake, Wang Chaling directly asked the dead soul to put him down. Regardless of the authenticity, with the absolute suppression of the dead soul, Ye Zhen couldn't do any small tricks.

of course.

Ye Zhen actually believed it a little bit. If it was created by Li Gui, there must be some "special" places, and there is a high probability that he will not play with Ye Zhen like this, and will directly kill him.

In the final analysis, in Ye Zhen's cognition, the existence of ghosts, no matter what kind they are, are basically born for killing, and occasionally they play tricks, and they will not persist for so long. a basis for judgment.

"Cough cough."

Ye Zhen found a place to sit down, looked at the bloody gate on the oblique side, and looked at a few illusory dead souls, and finally fixed his eyes on Wang Chaling, coughed twice, and said: "Wang Wudi, you just said Can you say it again, I have something to sort out."

When Wang Chaling spoke just now, Ye Zhen thought it was Li Gui who was fooling himself, so he listened, but he didn't fully listen, missing a lot of information.

"I have a hunch that I will definitely have contact with this mountain in the future, and learn more information, so as not to be caught off guard when I suddenly encounter it later." Ye Zhen frowned slightly, and with his personality, he usually wouldn't He asked about information, but the matter about this mountain really made him a little uneasy... even a little scared.

It sounds a bit fanciful, but for a ghost master of his level, some premonitions in his heart will probably come true in the future. According to speculation by some experts, this may be related to some potential connections between spirits. When spirits are strong enough, even Without the ability to predict the future, you can also detect some dangers.

"Ugh."

Wang Chaling was not surprised by Ye Zhen's thoughts. If Ye Zhen stayed in the small courtyard peacefully and went up the mountain as a "guest", then after leaving, he would not have any entanglements with that mountain again.

But he did some more things, broke the rules, and came to see Hanging Mountain as a "flee~fan". Even if he didn't go as deeply as Wang Chaling, he still had something to do with it.

"Wang Wudi, just say what you have to say, but don't look at me with such eyes." Ye Zhen looked at Wang Chaling's strange eyes, feeling uncomfortable all over, and somehow felt like he was a generation shorter.

Wang Chaling's complexion turned dark, he was silent for a moment, and recounted the matter, especially the part about why Ye Zhen got tricked.

…………

at the same time.

Inside the old house in the forest.

The scene projected by the stone mirror did not disappear because of Wang Chaling's departure. Its projection medium was Zhang Dong's mark.

The foot of the mountain, the big tree, the Hall of the Supreme Purity... The picture is circulating in various places, Meng Xiaodong and Jiang Lan are watching seriously, and the latter's eyes even flashed the emotion of amazement from time to time.

Only Zhang Dong, who was sitting above, had a pensive look in his eyes from time to time, and he didn't pay attention to those pictures. In Wang Chaling's experience, he intentionally concealed some things, and at the same time eliminated the traces that came from him. supernatural.

Regarding Zhang Dong's strangeness, Jiang Lan didn't notice, she usually wouldn't look at Zhang Dong, occasionally, it was only fleeting, Meng Xiaodong did notice, but Jiang Lan was by her side, so it was hard to ask too much , the expression was a bit complicated, but it turned into normal in an instant.

The invisible spirit spread, and an old woman walked out from behind Meng Xiaodong, sat in the seat vacated by Meng Xiaodong, and looked at the projected picture seriously.

During the whole process, Jiang Lan didn't feel anything strange, and she didn't even know that the person sitting next to her had changed. Under normal circumstances, even a person of Qi Lao's level, as long as it wasn't Zhang Dong, who was super-scale, Jiang Lan's Strength plus the direction of specialization consciousness, it is not like this.

But who made Meng Xiaodong know Jiang Lan too well? Before he was too strong to understand, and after the ghost master's information was known, it was difficult, not impossible, to target him.

"The picture of the boy from the Wang family was missing just now, and the elder brother made a move. Did something happen to the mountain?" Meng Xiaodong asked.

"Well, there seems to be some relationship between the Wang family and that mountain. I saw the old ghost of the Wang family, and the supernatural powers I traced back are not bad. When I went there before, it seemed to just stay on the surface." Zhang Dong's voice was a little flat, and his numb eyes became more and more sharp.

After summing up the ghosts, Zhang Dong went to the mountain again to deal with some matters, but he didn't realize the relationship between the Wang family and the mountain. Although he felt that there must be some secrets in it, considering some factors, the mountain did not move. He just made some agreements and didn't care too much.

but now.

A corner of the secret has been revealed in front of him, and he just needs to follow the vine, and maybe he can reveal a lot of things, such a temptation, Zhang Dong is also a little moved.

In the second point, some things about this mountain can be regarded as a demon in Zhang Dong's mind. Normally speaking, the things about this mountain are also a thorn in Zhang Dong's heart.

When there is no related matter involved, this thorn can be completely regarded as non-existent, but when it is possible to pull out this thorn...

Meng Xiaodong saw what Zhang Dong meant, and said hesitantly, "Brother, do you want to check the situation?"

She believed that Zhang Dong's strength was not wrong, but their bodies were no better than before, and they rashly went to a strange and supernatural place with a high degree of horror. The ghost is out of control, no one in this world can handle it.

Not to mention waiting for the person who can end the supernatural age to appear, it is estimated that within half a year, the whole world will fall, and ghosts will wreak havoc everywhere.

To some extent, the most dangerous thing in this world is not the so-called S-level supernatural events, but old people like them who are about to die.

"I have a sense of propriety, I just went to have a look, and I don't need to show up on the stage. Some gadgets I left before can just come in handy." A smile appeared on Zhang Dong's skinny face. It's just thoughts, not to that extent - if the mountain is out of control, it's almost the same.

A humanoid sculpture about two meters high appeared outside the old house. The gray and white sculpture was gradually stained with human skin color, but within a few seconds, a strong man with numb eyes took the place of the sculpture and glanced at the old house behind him. , then walked along the path towards the outside of the woods.

"Just let him go."

...............

J city.

Liu San fled crazily with a corpse on his shoulders. This corpse belonged to Wei Jing and was killed by the plague ghost. Grab it.

But the price was not small. After paying several paper figurines, Liu San was still chased by a lot of ghosts, all of which were infected by plague ghosts.

Some are fierce ghosts that were originally in the painting, and some were infected during the spread of plague ghosts, and were recruited back by the source of the ghost painting.

"There are more than 20 ghosts holding me back, and the source only needs 1 minute to rush over... This lineup is enough to tear me apart. If Professor Wang doesn't make the next plan, then I can only abandon Wei Jing. "Liu San didn't even understand the magical power of Wei Jing's corpse, which could make the plague ghost and ghost painting send so many ghosts to chase after him.

Things similar to paper ashes kept falling from the sky, surrounded by this kind of ashes, which had been piled up very high, and dots of fluorescence were mixed in it, making the dark world a little brighter, countless terrifying figures and buildings Passing by Liu San's side, sometimes he would accidentally break in, but the price was just how many pursuers there were behind him.

The spirit of the plague ghost is gradually merging with the spirit of the ghost painting. It does not simply refer to the kind of integration that brings the plague ghost into its own ghost domain, but a kind of complementarity in the spirit... It can be roughly understood as adding color to the painting?

Everything originated from Zhang Xianguang's plan. He wanted to use the source of ghost paintings to gather all plague ghosts and eliminate them in one go.

The plan went well, but it went a bit too far. Li Gui, the source of the ghost painting, has a strong restraint effect on everything in the painting, especially the existence that has been slightly infected by it, not only in this ghost domain, even those The fluorescence in the scattered paintings was also forcibly brought back by it—the scattered plague ghosts could not resist too strongly. When they started to organize resistance, a considerable part of the plague ghosts had been taken away by ghost paintings. It was nothing more than a frog that could not escape from being boiled in warm water, and it was at this moment that the plan began to get out of control.

The plague ghost was recruited into the hands of the source of the ghost painting, but it didn't work as Zhang Xianguang thought, and his backhand didn't work either. The power of resistance hardly persisted for long, and the horror level of ghost paintings has been greatly increased. It is foreseeable that with the gradual "return" of plague ghosts and spirits, the horror of ghost paintings will continue to rise.

Liu San, who obtained part of Zhang Xianguang's plan from Wang Xiaoming, thought badly about Zhang Xianguang's possible expression now—the ghost painting that has been struggling for most of his life, but this situation came up, which directly brought a devastating blow to the subsequent use .

The simple ghost painting Zhang Xianguang has been laying out for so long. Although it is due to Mr. Qin, it is also inseparable from the horror of ghost painting. Now the level of horror has increased a lot, and many methods will not be used now. ghost painting.

The fact is exactly as Liu San thought, Zhang Xianguang and Shen Lin are hiding in a ghost painting space, looking at the fluorescent ghosts raging everywhere from a distance, they didn't take anything, they didn't get chased by a group of ghosts like Liu San .

"What should I do next? You probably won't be able to get started with this ghost painting." Shen Lin said calmly. He knew that Zhang Xianguang had ideas about ghost paintings, and it didn't take long for him to team up with Zhang Xianguang before he took the initiative to expose it and talk about it. Not really a problem.

Give up ghost paintings?

Zhang Xianguang has never had this kind of idea, and he has not mentioned it for decades of planning. Just because of the particularity of ghost paintings, it will take more than 20, [-], or even more time to plan to find another similar ghost. , which is simply impossible.

"Wait and see, ghost paintings and plague ghosts are complementary to a certain extent, but they are not ghost dyes after all. It may not be impossible to separate them." Zhang Xianguang said in a deep voice.

"Furthermore, ghost paintings and plague ghosts complement each other. What is more urgent should be the so-called ghost master headquarters. Try to see if your connection is connected, and tell them what's going on here."

Shen Lin's expression remained unchanged: "It's useless, if I could get in touch, Liu San had already notified the news of my teaming up with you, and they would have known about the situation inside, even if they didn't know, the news I said , do you think they will still believe it?"

Zhang Xianguang didn't speak, but told Shen Lin with his eyes and the sword gleaming coldly that he had no choice but to try to inform or turn his face now.

Shen Lin raised his hands, his face full of helplessness: "At any rate, we are all in the same boat now, so there is no need to go to this point, right? Is it okay if I notify you?"

After all, he took out the satellite phone of the headquarters in front of Zhang Xianguang, and found Zhang Xianguang's suspicious eyes: "The headquarters was established later, and the resources are not as good as yours. We are not the ghost masters of the headquarters. Communication can only rely on this."

"Row."

This reason is barely acceptable, but it is obvious that Zhang Xianguang still maintains a skeptical attitude, but this doubt did not last long.

In the dim world, only a little fluorescent light provides a negligible light, but at this moment, a beam of dim light shines from somewhere, and the fluorescent light and ashes are gradually dissipating in the way of the light "passing by".

The silhouette of a bus looms among the ashes.

(End of this chapter)