Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 428: Reversal of the situation, summoning Luo Wensong

At this time, Yang Jian remembered what the cemetery owner Luo Qian had said. It seemed that in his opinion, the supernatural power possessed by the king code-named Projectionist was very suitable for him, and he even suggested that he snatch it away.

"Luo Qian's suggestion is very worthy of consideration. I have always tried my best to restrain the ghost's instinct to piece together a complete body, because once the ghost obtains a body, it will inevitably be out of my control. If we follow Luo Qian's suggestion, perhaps it is very feasible to expand the ghost's spiritual power as a shadow."

"This method is equivalent to completing the puzzle for the ghost. Since I have replaced the ghost with my consciousness, I don't even need to worry about the revival of the new supernatural power I control."

Yang Jian quickly realized the beauty of it and had to admit that these old monsters of the Republic of China had a sharp vision. Even with just a brief contact, they could see through a promising spiritual system and path.

"You're still alive after all this. It seems like your boss is quite capable."

The hoarse voice of the manor owner sounded again, but before he could make another move, a ferocious dog with a pitch-black body and red eyes appeared out of nowhere and pounced directly in the direction of the manor owner, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After one fight, Yang Jian had determined that the king, codenamed Manor Lord, was the strongest and posed the greatest threat to him, so he chose to release the vicious dog. Although the vicious dog was not invincible, it could still hold back a king.

The cold lake water seeped out from all directions, and even this projection space was not spared. The pale hands stretched out of the water, swinging and waving wildly, as if to drag everything under the water and drown them completely.

The water of Ghost Lake can suppress most of the supernatural beings. The projectionist can clearly feel that the projection space he controls is being quickly filled up by the dark water, and that the water is compressing his living space.

"Are you kidding me? I don't exist in reality. How can your lake water drown me?"

The projectionist's face suddenly changed. He had survived many life-and-death situations with this characteristic, but today he was threatened.

"There are so many supernatural things that don't exist in reality. Even someone like you can master them, so why can't I?"

Yang Jian sneered. He had already seen that the projectionist was not very strong, at least not as strong as the terrifying manor owner. He just possessed a special supernatural power that could separate people from reality into this projection space. It was a pity that he met himself, because the ghost itself was a projection-like existence.

At this moment, the projectionist felt an inexplicable fear. The captain in front of him could be evaluated as a boss, and he had no doubt that the other party had the ability to kill him.

"escape!"

The projectionist chose to escape without hesitation. He took out a mobile phone, on which a black-and-white horror movie was playing. At the same time, his whole body was rapidly immersed in the phone, trying to escape from here with the help of some medium.

"Don't you think it's too late to escape now?"

A red light suddenly appeared on Yang Jian's body, and the sixth layer of the ghost den opened. He himself was in the coverage area of ​​the seventh layer of the ghost den, avoiding being stagnant.

The scarlet light enveloped the nearby area, and the drunkard and gravedigger who tried to help the projectionist were instantly frozen in place. The sixth level of ghost den had a very limited impact on ghost riders of this level, but a few seconds was enough to change many things, and even overturn the current situation.

The tall ghost exuded a chilling chill. Yang Jian used the ghost to change his position and directly attached the ghost to the projectionist's body. The terrifying ghost quickly took over the body, including the supernatural powers he possessed. One second, two seconds
At the fourth second, the stagnation of the sixth level of the ghost den reached its limit. The projectionist also reached his limit. He had completely lost control of his body. Yang Jian was already trying to forcibly control the supernatural power in his body.

At this time, the manor owner actually got rid of the restraint and delay of the vicious dog, and regained consciousness. At this moment, he was looking at Yang Jian with indifference.

"It is naive to think that killing a king can turn the situation around."

As the manor owner finished speaking, another king joined the battle to besiege Yang Jian. It was the warden. He and the twins had originally been working together to restrict He Yuelian, but although He Yuelian had mastered a very terrifying supernatural power, she could not fully exert it, so the warden simply left the twins alone to deal with He Yuelian, and temporarily turned his spearhead away.

"Now is the time when Yang Jian is the weakest. We should seize the opportunity and kill him directly."

The warden spoke in a cold tone and was the first to take action. A rusty iron chain instantly whipped the tall ghost figure, and then the chain, as if it had life, quickly wrapped around Yang Jian's wrists, ankles and even neck.

The second person to take action was the gravedigger. The ground suddenly collapsed, and many cracks appeared, turning Yang Jian's position into an isolated island. These cracks even blocked Yang Jian's ghost den, preventing the red light emitted by the ghost eye from spreading out.

The drunkard also moved, and a strange smell suddenly floated around, which only Yang Jian could smell. It was like fine wine that had been aged for years, but to the other kings, it was clearly the strong stench of a rotting corpse, disgusting and unpleasant. Even they couldn't help feeling nauseous after smelling it, as if something in their chest began to roll, and they almost vomited.

"Fuck, brother, this is really disgusting. I will never act with you next time."

The owner of the manor complained with some disgust. The king, codenamed Drunkard, was not very powerful, but the supernatural powers he controlled were more disgusting than the last. Even someone like him who had long lost his emotions would be greatly affected.

Stimulated by the smell, Yang Jian felt dizzy again. The fishy smell seemed to be pervasive, even the dark ghost shadow was stained with a dull grayish brown color at this moment, as if the corpse spots on a dead person were invading.

At this time, He Yiner, who was restrained by the captain and the pastor, finally succeeded in summoning the soul under Liu Qi's desperate protection, and the soul of an old man began to condense rapidly.

The old man was wearing a retro gown, his face was full of wrinkles, his dark brown skin was covered with terrible corpse spots, and his eyes were empty and numb without a trace of life.

"This old guy is so ferocious!"

With just one glance, the priest felt the terror of the old man and immediately chose to retreat. The king, codenamed Captain, also gave up attacking He Yin'er and turned around to leave without saying a word.

But it was too late. The old man whose soul was summoned was named Luo Wensong. Unlike the cemetery owner Luo Qian, as the first manager of the Ghost Post Office, Luo Wensong was a complete villain and a violent maniac. After understanding the situation around him, he chose to take action directly, and his first move was the most terrifying infinite superposition.

The ground began to collapse and sink, forming large pits that looked like doors. The pits were dark and deep, with no bottom in sight, and no one knew where they connected to. The outlines of large doors began to emerge in the darkness.

Luo Wensong's ghost den was not very strong, but because the captain was only concerned with escaping, he was still sucked into the ghost den. The strange "doors" were like scary passages and cages, blocking the captain and trapping him here, unable to escape.

(End of this chapter)