The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 47 The Supernatural Merchant
The seemingly ordinary attack method of the bumper ghost contains unimaginable supernatural power.

Before, Zhang Dong thought it only had a very high level of suppression ability and could suppress most ghosts through impact.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Dong also felt something abnormal when the ghost bumped into Luo Qian, but he was invulnerable and could not be harmed by the outside world.

Then there is only one possibility that it indirectly affected Zhang Dong by attacking Luo Qian.

The only connection between Zhang Dong and Luo Qian is the grave soil.

To be precise, it is the pattern of grave soil.

Therefore, the essence of the supernatural power possessed by this ghost should be to suppress the target's laws through impact, thereby causing it to freeze.

This aspect is very similar to the regular ghost controlled by Zhang Dong, but also somewhat different.

Zhang Dong can interfere with laws, and Collider can suppress laws. They are both abilities targeting laws, but the results are different.

"No wonder this ghost can be made into a supernatural bus. This kind of ability that can directly affect laws is not common."

"With just a simple collision, the target's patterns will be suppressed."

"I'm afraid all S-class ghosts will fall into panic."

After a brief analysis, Zhang Dong's brows slowly relaxed and he strode to Luo Qian's location.

The old tomb that collapsed and gathered gradually lost its movement at this moment and began to spread towards Luo Qian, as if wanting to bury it.

And Luo Qian also closed her eyes tightly, looking like she was dead.In fact, he is not dead, he is just in a panic.

Because at this moment Luo Qian is already a fierce ghost with the consciousness of a living person. His true body is a ghost, and he will naturally fall into a deep sleep after crashing.

Overall, it's not a big problem and it should recover after a while.

Soon, the soil in the grave gradually gathered into the shape of an old grave, completely burying Luo Qian inside.

Zhang Dong withdrew his gaze and came to the old grave where Li Qingzhi was.

Li Qingzhi's body was buried in this grave, which should have been able to sustain his life for a while.

But now that Luo Qian, the source of the tomb soil, was killed, the supernatural power of the tomb soil is gradually losing its effectiveness.

The old grave became riddled with holes, the soil in the grave slowly dissipated, and part of Li Qingzhi's body had leaked out.

It won't be long before he loses the sustenance of the grave soil and dies.

Right now, there is not much time left for Zhang Dong.
at this time.

An old man's voice came from behind him. His voice was hoarse, weak, intermittent, and mixed with severe wheezing.

"What an incredible young man. He was able to survive a frontal attack from that ghost and remain unscathed."

Zhang Dong's expression moved slightly and he immediately turned around to look.

In the field of vision, a white-haired old man who looked nearly a hundred years old stood quietly a few meters away.

He was slightly bent over, with a kind face and wrinkles on his face. The corners of his eyes were curved downwards. He had a delicate unibrow and looked kind.

But if you look carefully, you can see his tightly closed mouth. His lips are sealed by several thin black lines, making it impossible to speak.

There is a bit of weirdness in the kindness.

Zhang Dong's face became serious and he did not respond. Instead, he looked at him warily. At the same time, he looked around and found that all the passers-by nearby had disappeared.

"Young man, there's no need to look for him, I'm the one talking to you."

The old man's lips did not move, but his voice came out, and he took two steps towards Zhang Dong.

"Stand there or don't blame me for being rude."

Zhang Dong said sharply, his eyes narrowed.

This person is a bit weird. He is able to bypass his own perception and suddenly appear nearby. This shows that he has some unique supernatural power, and it is definitely not a ghost realm.

Otherwise, you would have noticed it just now.

"Hahaha, you are very vigilant, not bad." The old man laughed and said, "Let me introduce you first. My name is Zhang Bohua. I am a ghost controller. I came here to pursue the ghost that hit people. I didn't expect it to enter this painting. Zhong, I followed you in and happened to meet you."

"I'm not hostile, I'm just curious about your ability. You can actually dodge the attack of the bumper ghost."

"Besides, I can't detect your supernatural power. Although you look like an ordinary person, you seem a bit mysterious."

Zhang Bohua?
Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed when he heard this, his expression did not move, but there was a surge of surprise in his heart.Zhang Bohua is also one of the Seven Elders, but there is very little plot in the original work. There is also very little information about the abilities and information of the ghosts. He only knows that he can make a special Chinese medicine that can ease the ghost's resurgence.

Like Li Qingzhi, he is a very mysterious figure.

He and the other six elders belong to the same period and should be about the same age. Although there may be differences, he is definitely not an old man who is approaching his end.

But there was a hint of contempt in the old man's tone. He seemed to be very confident in his abilities, and he also vaguely revealed some of his strength.

Arrogant and very weird.

This made Zhang Dong a little doubtful, and he felt that he still needed to find out the authenticity first.

"My name is Zhang Dong." Zhang Dong said straight to the point, "You said you came here to chase that ghost, so let me ask you, what do you want that ghost to do?"

"No reason, just collecting these supernatural beings." The old man said casually, "If I have to find a reason, I will take them to trade every once in a while."

"trade?"

"Ever since people discovered the existence of these ghosts in the world, in addition to fear, there are also people who are studying them. So trading ghosts naturally appeared, and I wandered around to catch those ghosts with high value."

"It's not that easy to catch ghosts, isn't it? It means that you at least have the strength to fight against most evil ghosts, and you also have enough ability to save your life, and you have even solved your own evil ghost's resurrection."

"Haha, that's natural. I can not only solve my own ghost resuscitation, but also solve other people's. If the reward is rich enough, I can even help others control the ghost."

Help others solve the problem of ghost recovery.
Although I don’t know if it relies on that strange Chinese medicine, it’s very close.

Zhang Dong thought for a few seconds and then said: "Then how about you help my friend solve the resurrection of the evil spirit?"

He pointed at Li Qingzhi lying on the ground. All the grave soil on the latter's body had disappeared, and his life was passing rapidly.

Although Li Qingzhi himself did not recover, but the ghost in his body ran out, maybe the old man who called himself Zhang Bohua would have some strange way to help him.

"Why should I help you?" the old man said, his kind face slowly becoming serious.

He glanced at Li Qingzhi and then moved his gaze back to Zhang Dong, as if assessing the current situation.

"Didn't you say that you go around catching ghosts and trade them? And you happened to be chasing the ghost that hit people." Zhang Dong said seriously, "Then I will help you catch it and make this deal with you."

Zhang Bohua's expression moved slightly when he heard this, and after a few seconds, he nodded.

"make a deal."

Zhang Dong immediately said: "But I have a request. I must save my friend first."

A deal is a deal, and helping Li Qingzhi find the ghost is the top priority. Who knows where the ghost that hit people is now?

You have to wait until the end of the Year of the Monkey to catch it, and Li Qingzhi will be dead by then.

Zhang Bohua did not respond after hearing this, but slowly walked to Li Qingzhi and looked at him carefully.

"The resuscitation of this young evil ghost is indeed very serious. The ghost in the body has escaped, but he relies entirely on that ghost to hang on for his life. In my opinion, he will not survive for 10 minutes."

"Then what can you do?"

Zhang Dong's brows frowned deeply.

As expected, this man was quite capable. He noticed with just one glance that Li Qingzhi's ghost was no longer in his body.

"Obviously, the ordinary method is no longer effective. We have to control the second ghost as soon as possible." Zhang Bohua said with a solemn expression, "I happen to have a ghost here that is very suitable for him. Do you think about it? But first, let me explain to you, my ghost Ghosts are very special and valuable.”

Zhang Dong said: "I'm afraid this ghost also needs to be charged extra, right?"

Zhang Bohua smiled faintly: "Of course, let's do this. On the basis of the original deal, how about you help me catch another ghost in exchange for the one in my hand?"

One for another?

It sounds fair, but the ability gap between ghosts is huge, and the degree of danger is also uneven. It's not that simple.

"Catch what the hell?"

Zhang Dong asked directly, he had no time to hesitate.

"It's refreshing." Zhang Bohua said with a smile, "I've been wanting to watch a shadow puppet show lately, so please help me find a ghost that performs a shadow puppet show. If I guess correctly, it should also be locked up in this painting."

"It shouldn't be difficult to find, and judging from your performance, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with either."

(End of this chapter)