The Black Emperor of Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 59 The Third Floor!
Russell cautiously approached the head pointed by Chen Shoushan. None of the heads that were still in the air attacked him, which made him feel a little relieved.

Huang Fei and Lin Luoyin tacitly kept a certain distance from Luo Suyi, and followed silently.

Only a few meters away from the person's head, Russell stopped and took a deep breath. Then, the pores on Russell's skin were suddenly opened, and the dense pores turned into dense black spots, and there were Countless red blood lines were slowly coming out of those pores.

Countless lines of blood spread towards the rotten head strangely. If a patient with intensive phobia saw this scene, he might die on the spot.

Huang Fei and Lin Luoyin were obviously not surprised, and they just stared nervously, for fear of any accident.

Countless blood threads spread from bottom to top, and soon they were covered with rotten human heads. When the heads were tightly entangled in blood threads, the countless heads that were still in the middle of the corridor gradually disappeared.

The source ghost of the human head balloon was suppressed, and Luo Suyi felt a little unbelievable. Huang Fei and Lin Luoyin also breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, it is best if there are no accidents.

"Good job."

Chen Shoushan's smiling and praising voice came not far away.

The countless pores on Russell's face began to shrink, and at the same time, the countless blood lines that spread out began to retreat back into the pores. Of course, some of them remained on the head and did not completely withdraw.

But it can still be clearly seen that the pores on Luo Suyi's body are much thicker than when we first met. This is the price he paid for using supernatural power. When the blood line is reached, that is the time of his death.

Luo Suyi took the head wrapped in blood and silently handed it to Chen Shoushan.

Chen Shoushan stepped back a little and looked at the human head on Russell's hand with some disgust. Although the ghost rope was a little dirty, it would be fine if he went back and washed his hands, but if the head rotted like this, it couldn't be solved by washing his hands.

"Hold it for me, this is the reward!"

Chen Shoushan calmly ignored the head that Russell handed over, took out a coin from his pocket with a smile, and handed it to Russell.

"..."

Isn't this insulting? Which ghost is not sold for hundreds of millions?a coin!I bother!

Russell cursed angrily in his heart, but said honestly: "Thank you, brother... I don't want this coin."

Chen Shoushan asked again, somewhat amusedly: "Are you sure?"

"I still want to..."

Russell changed his words decisively.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!Chen Shoushan, just wait for me!

Huang Fei and Lin Luomei who were behind looked at Luo Suyi with some sympathy. As expected of the captain, he was able to stretch and bend.

But it is undeniable that it was Russell Yi's thick skin that prevented them from many unnecessary crises.

I don't know how many supernatural missions have been rejected by Luo Suyi with the cheek, or the three of them would have died in a certain supernatural event long ago.

Russell carefully took the coin from Chen Shoushan's hand.

Um?Uh-huh! !
Russell looked at Chen Shoushan in shock. He could clearly feel that the ghost in his body was quickly becoming silent, or becoming "weak", although Russell knew that ghosts would not be weak...

He finally knew why Chen Shoushan could easily solve the ghost rope. It was not unheard of for Luo Suyi who could suppress ghosts. His boss Ye Zhen had that ability, but after being suppressed, ghosts could no longer use any abilities, and Some ghost masters who rely on the ghosts in their bodies to survive may die straight away.

But Chen Shoushan is different...

This is the difference between weakness and oppression.

"Brother, can I have two more coins?"

Russell looked at the two dumbfounded teammates behind him and said shamelessly.

Face is not as important as life. With just that coin, Russell felt that he could live for at least one more month.

Lin Luomei and Huang Fei were stunned. Their captain was a bit too flexible, right?

Looking at the cheeky Luo Suyi in front of him, Chen Shoushan said with a faint smile: "There is nothing in the world that can be obtained for nothing!"

If a precious thing can be obtained easily, then it is no longer noble, Chen Shoushan naturally knows this truth.

"I understand! If anything happens next, please let us take action!"

Luo Suyi also knew that he couldn't be too greedy. This kind of life-saving coin is very precious at first glance, and it seems that Chen Shoushan's intention is not not to give it, but to make a contribution first!

"Come on, let's keep going!"

Chen Shoushan smiled and encouraged Russell Yi, who was eager to show off.

After saying that, Chen Shoushan took the ghost rope and took the lead towards the third floor. Relying on his connection with Tong Qian and Li Leping, he could sense their approximate locations.

"okay!"

Luo Su desperately wanted to follow behind Chen Shoushan, but was held back by Huang Fei, who were behind him with serious faces.

"Are you okay? Did you use too much supernatural power? But the ghost you're controlling isn't a water ghost either? How could you get water in your head?"

Huang Fei whispered worriedly, after all, Luo Suyi's performance just now was not normal!

"It may be that the brain is wrapped in blood!"

Lin Luomei held up the small writing pad in her hand.

"..."

Luo Suyi looked at the two of them speechlessly. Fortunately, he had the cheek just now to ask Chen Shoushan for two more coins!But he could still see the way the two cared.

The three of them can be regarded as the elderly among the ghost masters, but not only did they not become emotionless, but they all worked hard to maintain everyone's relationship, and they were full of concern for their friends, not like most other ghost masters. The ruthless and unjust being tortured became crazy.

"Fuck, you two can't think of me in a good direction, do you know what this is?"

Luo Suyi mysteriously took out the coin given by Chen Shoushan and said.

Seeing that Luo Su was still able to reply, Huang Fei and Huang Fei were relieved a lot, and they seemed to be normal.

"Isn't it just a coin? How can it be your life?"

Huang Fei asked confusedly.

After a few seconds...

Seeing the shock on Huang Fei's and Huang Fei's faces, Luo Su smiled complacently. Now he knows why he licked it, right?

"Damn, you're still laughing. Hurry up and catch up with the boss. You're so shameless. Hurry up and flatter me!"

Huang Fei said anxiously to Russell.

Russell was speechless, but he still hurriedly led the two of them to follow Chen Shoushan.

But something was wrong on the third floor at this time.

Chen Shoushan found that the entire third floor had been filled with heavy fog, and was strangely confined to the third floor by the heavy fog. He could not feel the slightest fog on the second floor.

Standing in the middle of the corridor between the second and third floors, Chen Shoushan silently observed the heavy fog.

This is the ghost mist controlled by Feng Quan, but now it appears on the third floor...

If I remember correctly, the ghost fog's law of killing is that ordinary people who enter the fog will unconsciously inhale the fog, and after absorbing it to a certain extent, they will be assimilated by the fog and become a part of the fog.

It is more difficult for ghost masters, because the ghosts in their bodies will naturally resist the inhaled mist, unless the inhaled mist is too much, and even the ghosts in the body cannot resist, they will be atomized.

And the higher the horror level of controlling ghosts, the longer it will take to resist, or it is no problem to walk sideways in the ghost fog.

"What's going on? Is it another supernatural event?"

Huang Fei, who was following up, asked with some uncertainty.

"Is this a game? One boos on the first floor? If you hit the fourth floor, you won't be able to go to heaven!"

Russell couldn't help but complain.

The supernatural incidents that occurred in this hotel are comparable to the total number of supernatural incidents that the three of them have dealt with!
I have to say, it really made him right. A non-existent corridor on the fourth floor of the Caesar Hotel is directly connected to a place of ghosts, where countless ghosts captured by the Seven Elders of the Republic of China are imprisoned. too much……

And in a certain room on the third floor, Li Leping, Li Jun, and Guo Fan, who was lying half dead on the ground, stayed together.

There was noticeably less fog in the room than in the hallway.

"It seems that Feng Quan didn't hold on..."

Li Jun looked at the faint mist in the room and said with some regret.

"No, he should still be alive, otherwise the mist wouldn't stay on the third floor obediently."

Li Leping calmly analyzed that his sense of existence was very low, even to the level of psychological invisibility, but he did not disappear, so the fog could still affect him.

"You mean he can still be saved?"

Li Jun asked excitedly, if possible, he didn't want to abandon anyone.

"No, what I mean is that while he can still barely control the ghost mist, we quickly find Tong Qian Yangjian and the others, and then evacuate. There seems to be a problem with this hotel. The ghost mist cannot spread out. This is quite worry-free."

Li Leping said with a somewhat cold voice.

"No, if Feng Quan is still alive, we can't give up on him!"

Li Jun said categorically that since he was a soldier, the word "giving up a comrade-in-arms" was not in his dictionary!
"??"

Li Leping looked at Li Jun with some confusion, then at Guo Fan, who was lying on the ground in a state of dementia, and began to reflect on whether his support this time was too reckless.

And in another room on the third floor, Yang Jian brought Xiong Wenwen and Tong Qian together for some reason.

"Yang Jian, what should we do now, do you want me to predict it?"

Xiong Wenwen asked nervously, pulling on the corner of Yang Jian's clothes. He had not let go of the corner of Yang Jian's clothes since he and Yang Jian entered the hotel together.

"Tong Qian, are you sure Chen Shoushan said the newspaper ghost would come to you?"

Yang Jian confirmed again to Tong Qian beside him.

Tong Qian nodded seriously: "Yes, Chen Shoushan said that the ghost face I control is one of the puzzle pieces that the newspaper ghost is looking for, and it will definitely come to me."

"Okay, then wait!"

Yang Jian nodded, and at the same time thought silently in his heart, if Tong Qian's ghostly smiling face was a jigsaw puzzle of the newspaper ghost, what about his own crying face snatched from the grave-crying ghost?They are all called puzzles. It is impossible to only have one piece, right?

Moreover, Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen also snatched a lot of bloody newspapers from Room 31 where the newspaper ghosts hid in the corridor on the fourth floor. This is a supernatural item that can modify memories.

Two ghost faces plus the bloody newspaper that belonged to the newspaper ghost, is this attractive enough?
And there is another room, the ghost fog in the room is the thickest, in the almost materialized white fog, there is a soldier without a face standing, it is the newspaper ghost!Because ordinary people have already melted in such a thick ghost fog, it is impossible for them to exist.

Only ghosts who will never die can easily travel through this terrifying ghost fog. In front of the newspaper ghost, a grave is piled up in front of it, and Feng Quan is buried in it.

At this time, countless newspapers were pasted on the surface of the grave, and the pile of grave was surging, burying the newspapers pasted on the surface, and as soon as a newspaper was buried, new newspapers were pasted up, endlessly ...

Feng Quan was really about to cry. At this moment, he felt that the whole world was targeting him. Why did the newspaper ghost appear here?Didn’t you say you were going to find Tong Qian?

But no one responded, Feng Quan could only desperately mobilize the graveyard to resist the attack of the newspaper ghost, as for how long he could resist, Feng Quan didn't know.

He might die from the resurrection of the evil ghost, or he might die at the hands of the newspaper ghost first, but it doesn't matter, at least he tried his best.

If he must die, try to let Yang Jian and the others get out alive...

Because Feng Quan actually came from the same establishment as Li Jun Zhou Zheng. Although he was not as selfless as Li Jun Zhou Zheng, if he was in a helpless situation, he would be willing to sacrifice his life for the country and dedicate his own value.

Chen Shoushan could feel the approximate room number of Tong Qian and Li Leping by virtue of the connection.

But the only difficulty is that Chen Shoushan is not a ghost master, his essence is still a human being, and his resistance to ghost mist may not be as strong as a ghost master, but with the resistance brought by barbarians, it will definitely be stronger than ordinary people. There are many people stronger.

At this moment, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded in the white ghost fog. This strange sound actually penetrated the limitation of the ghost fog and reached everyone's ears.

You must know that ghost mist is ghost ghost in a sense!The sound transmitted in the ghost mist will decrease layer by layer, and eventually it will become impossible to hear other people's voices even if they are only a few meters apart.

But this footsteps ignored the restrictions of Ghost Mist...

The one who can ignore the limitations of one ghost can only be another more terrifying ghost, and there is only one ghost in the current Caesars Hotel that can have such a terrifying level-the hatchet ghost Li Qingzhi!

This ghost that can only shuttle freely in the ghost fog is probably the hatchet ghost!
The footsteps of the hatchet ghost not only reached Chen Shoushan's ears, but at the same time, Li Leping, Yang Jian and others also heard it and became alert.

Even Yang Jian, who is extremely talented in supernatural events, guessed that the ghost outside was traveling in the ghost mist. This was probably the hatchet ghost that had been chasing them around!
In an instant, everyone tensed up. In the entire corridor, only the heavy footsteps of the hatchet ghost sounded rhythmically, as if hitting everyone's heart.

　4000 Oh!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)