Mysterious Resurrection: I Can Exchange Equivalently

Chapter 42 Ghost Pen
"Li Leping's main strength is forgetting ghosts, he can forget anything that is not good for him, but the disadvantage is that his level of consciousness is average, and he can't protect his own consciousness. As long as he encounters a ghost that attacks his consciousness, he will GG."
"I need a ghost or supernatural props to protect my consciousness. The ghost sunny day doll is a good ghost. However, it is currently impossible to directly resist the invasion of ghost sunny sky doll's consciousness, let alone be imprisoned. I can't even run away Woolen cloth"
In terms of consciousness, it is indeed in a closed loop state.If you can't beat him, you can't imprison him.Can't be imprisoned, can't control the consciousness of protection, can't protect the consciousness, need to imprison the ghost to control the consciousness
. . .
This time, the supernatural rickshaw drove for three days and two nights, passing through more than 20 stops.Finally, the magnificent Caesar Hotel appeared in front of us
When Shen Ming arrived at the station, all the ghosts in the supernatural rickshaw got off in disorder, and there were only about five or six ghosts in the car.
At the same time, he saw six people running out of the Caesar Hotel in a hurry, ready to get into the car to do the task. One of them Shen Ming knew very well, he was Cao Neng, a tall and strong man.
Cao Neng was carrying a large package, and he didn't know what was inside. At first glance, he looked like a refugee fleeing outside, very embarrassed
Cao Neng also saw Shen Ming get out of the car and scratched his head in embarrassment; "Master Shen is on a mission."
"Well, I wish you good luck." Shen Ming nodded and said a pun, which made Cao Neng confused.two farewell
It was just after six o'clock in the Caesar Hotel, but it was already daytime.It seemed that all the tenants were resting, and there was no one in the hall, including Sister Liu, so Shen Ming returned to his room.
After entering the room, Shen Ming immediately took out the task list on the third floor, and then searched around the room.The supernatural mission Shen Ming received on the second floor of the Caesar Hotel was to solve the supernatural incident in Lijiazhuang.
But at that time, he felt that carrying the golden box was really in the way, so he devoured the stone mill ghost with a candied haws pole. Although the stone mill ghost was imprisoned and the supernatural task was solved, the ghosts were all in the stomach of the candied haws pole. supernatural task
Unexpectedly, there was a pen holder quietly placed on the desk in his room.
"Unexpectedly, it was judged that the task was completed. Interesting." This Caesar Hotel is indeed judged like a game rule. I don't know where these rewards come from.
Shen Ming picked up the pen holder and observed it carefully. The whole body of the pen holder is made of dark red wood. I don’t know what kind of wood it is. This pen holder is the holder of a writing brush. I can't see any value
But the pen holder is just a pen holder, without brush bristles, so it is impossible to write
"Is this a jigsaw puzzle drawn by ghosts? It's really curious. I don't know what the purpose of this pen is."
According to the usual practice, Shen Ming still directly uses the equivalent exchange order
[Paper with recorded information] exchanged for [The function of the pen holder in front of you]
[The function of the pen holder in front of you]; Ghost pen, a supernatural prop.There are thousands of ravines, and there is a plan in the chest.The method of husband's calligraphy is like going to the battle, flexible and in front of the wrist, civil and military are left in the pen, there is no need to lean on when going out and away, opening and closing are based on yin and yang.The ghost pen has the ability to draw ghosts. Using supernatural power as Mo can copy and engrave the supernatural power of ghosts for a short time, with side effects; when depicting ghosts, you will be backlashed by supernatural power all the time—the incomplete ghost pen seems to lack the tip of the pen and cannot be depicted
"This is a ghost pen with residual blood and cannot be used. Its function is somewhat similar to the ghost-like painting of A Hong, but it does not mention its relationship with the ghost painting. It is incomplete, what a pity."
Shen Ming is now the ghost rain of the third layer of ghosts, holding supernatural items;
The candied gourd pole that devoured the wooden ghost, the ghost shooter, the ghost door god, and the stone grinder ghost, has half a piece of straw, two pieces of one yuan Ming coins, half a couplet, a tooth, a shroud, and a ghost pen
This is all of Shen Ming’s current supernatural powers, and I have to say that they are still a bit shabby.
Although the rooms in the Caesar Hotel are ordinary, they are not ordinary.The tables, chairs, beds and quilts in the room are all like new, without dust, as if they don’t need to be taken care of at all. Could it be said that they can be cleaned automatically?
no one knows and it doesn't matter
Shen Ming lay on the bed and meditated.Even if you become the body of a ghost, you don't need to eat, drink, and sleep, but your spirit needs to relax and rest, giving you room for buffering
. . .
At the same time, in the endless maple forest, there is still a faint layer of mist, giving people a mysterious feeling.The air was unusually cold, filled with the smell of corpses, which was an illusion of smell.Because the night is dark, it gives people a feeling of psychological suggestion, which makes people involuntarily afraid
A woman dressed as a student of the Republic of China walked gracefully in the dark night, holding a small bamboo basket in her hand, I don’t know what it contained
This is a very beautiful woman. She does not have the face of a snake like a melon in modern times. Instead, she has a cute look with baby fat. She is really cute with her white and rosy skin.
If later generations of Internet people find out about it, they will definitely rush to claim his wife first.
The premise is that you don't look at the woman's cold and deep dead fish eyes.This dead fish eye is completely a piece of mouse feces that ruined a pot of soup, completely tore up this beauty, and made the image of a woman gloomy and terrifying
It's like a ghost in hell
The woman shuttled through the maple forest constantly, stopping from time to time to pick up leaves, bamboo tips, and bamboo sticks on the ground, and put them into bamboo baskets
And the bamboo basket is like a bottomless pit, completely put down these many messy items
Just as the woman was walking, suddenly!All the leaves in the maple forest are constantly swaying, like a group of demons dancing
The woman frowned, took out a doll from the bamboo basket and threw it on the ground
"Little dear, help me show the way!" The rag doll was sewn from cloth of various colors. It was very old and tattered, but there seemed to be countless shadows squirming in the dark eyeballs of the rag doll. , instantly disgusting
After hearing the woman's instructions, the rag doll climbed up from the ground and started trotting as fast as a living person, and the speed was not slow.
But even so, the woman was still not at ease, and took out a red candle and a doll from the bamboo basket again.
Use a fire stick to light the red candle and hold on to the rag doll.
The woman looked forward. The viewing distance of the entire maple forest was limited, and she could only see a few dozen meters away.No matter how far away the scene is, it is obscured by white fog and cannot be seen clearly.
A little candlelight breaks through all barriers
The woman walked a certain distance, already a hundred meters, but still did not approach the white mist, as if she was standing still.The woman's frown deepened
"It's a scary place. The entire maple forest is full of traces and breaths of ghosts. There are at least a hundred ghosts. It seems that we can't go any further. Trouble!"
The weird doll leading the way in front of him walked, and every time he walked a certain distance, the gray-black thing in his stomach would fall out, and he fell to the ground after walking for a long time, and stopped moving
The woman didn't care about the miserable condition of the doll, as if it was a matter of course.But suddenly, the ground where the rag doll fell was wriggling continuously, as if something was about to crawl out of the soil!
Countless pitch-black ghost hands protrude from the soil, fighting to tear the dolls to pieces
(End of this chapter)