The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

Guiyu took Hu Jiu and Ye Xianglan and moved them outside Yuezhao City.

There was confusion on Yue Renchun's face, and he seemed to be a little too relaxed. Although he felt resistance, it was much smaller than expected.

Miscellaneous thoughts passed through his mind and were immediately thrown out of his mind. They had nothing to do with him. What he was more concerned about now was, when can he get paid?

"I helped you a lot this time, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Hu Jiu thought for a few seconds: "Are you anxious? I..."

"I'm in a hurry! Immediately, immediately, don't delay for a minute!" Yue Renchun interrupted Hu Jiu, not giving him any chance to make excuses and delay.

Based on his understanding of Hu Jiu, even a few more minutes might cause trouble.

"Okay then." Hu Jiu looked a little helpless. He originally wanted to kill the donkey on a sunny afternoon, in a carefully prepared formal occasion, at a memorable moment...

Unfortunately, this donkey is not stupid.

Hu Jiu quickly made a choice. After all, he had more important things to do at this time.

Returning to Linjiang City, the car stopped at an abandoned villa in the suburbs, and Hu Jiu pulled out a gold body bag from it.

"Your taste is really unique~" Yue Renchun glanced at the haunted house in surprise, took the body bag, checked it, and turned around to leave this scary place.

"Wait!" Hu Jiu stopped him.

"What else is going on?" Yue Renchun was anxious to go back and control the new ghost and didn't want to waste time.

Hu Jiu stretched out his hand and said nothing.

Yue Renchun understood instantly, rolled his eyes, and took out an empty gold body bag from his backpack.

The sky in the distance was filled with a strange darkness. After sending Yue Renchun away, ignoring the ringtone of the satellite phone, Hu Jiu hurried back to his home. The ghost pen he had coveted for a long time finally got it. It was time for him to take a step further. !

He didn't go to the golden safe house specifically because it was his responsibility to others. Once he failed, the safe house would limit his loss of control.

In line with the principle of "I won't care about the flood after I die", he just wants to make trouble at home!

The process of controlling the ghost pen was much simpler than imagined. To be precise, it should be that the quill pen was too proactive. As soon as it escaped from the gold container, it couldn't wait to float into Hu Jiu's hand.

He felt the coldness in his palms. This chill was blocked on the surface of his body at first, but soon poured into his body along the palms of his hands with difficulty. Hu Jiu felt that a lot of "knowledge" was suddenly stuffed into his mind.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

It was as if a red-hot iron rod was stirring up the brain matter. His whole face was wrinkled, veins popped up on his forehead, and his face slowly turned red, like a cooked prawn.

How long has it been since he felt this way?

The feathers on the ghost pen turned into thin needles, piercing deeply into the skin of his palms. The supernatural power eroded his body, like a robot undergoing transformation.

The headache subsided slightly, but Hu Jiu's consciousness remained awake and he hurriedly opened the ghost book. Sure enough, the sentence "This book will protect the body and consciousness of the holder Hu Jiu from harm" is gradually fading, leaving only a faint trace.

Hu Jiu tried hard to distinguish the extra information in his mind, and the correct method of using ghost pens and ghost books was mixed in among them.

——Write the real name on the title page with a ghost pen, and drip blood into the cover at the same time to ensure the uniqueness of the owner and prevent people with the same name from dividing the use rights.

Hu Jiu was about to follow the instructions, but the asylum rules in the ghost book disappeared first. At this moment, the biggest crisis is no longer ghost pens and ghost books, but mirages that are ready to move!

The mirage has always been active, but it has been suppressed by the ghost book. Hu Jiu's current state is very bad. Without giving him much time to react, half of his body was paralyzed and he lost consciousness.

His soul seemed to have been pulled out, and he watched helplessly as a bystander as one of his hands was rapidly disappearing, his legs were disappearing, his head was disappearing, and his whole person was disappearing!

In just a few seconds, most of his body turned into a three-dimensional projection-like virtual image!

No, we can't let this situation get worse. Hu Jiu knows that if he doesn't think of a way to save himself, he will probably be doomed!

The arm holding the quill was still flesh and blood and still had consciousness. Hu Jiu hit the corner of the table with all his strength, and his arm was cut open.

There was no blood, only a small amount of red liquid oozing out from the flesh. He was no longer a normal person, but this little blood should be enough.

After hurriedly smearing it on the cover of the ghost book, the big eyeball moved impatiently, and the surrounding blood vessel-like protrusions suddenly shot out like tentacles, piercing Hu Jiu's wound.

In an instant, Hu Jiu regained a sense that his body belonged to him. Without any hesitation, he seized the opportunity and signed his real name on the title page of the ghost book.

Tsk~, he had never written such ugly handwriting in kindergarten. It was crooked and twisted, like a ghost's talisman.

At this moment, he knew that he had overcome the most difficult and dangerous difficulties and became the master of ghost books and ghost pens.

The blood vessels on the book did not break away from Hu Jiu, but penetrated deep into it. The feathers on the pen also penetrated deeply into the palm of his hand, as if they wanted to merge with him.

Hu Jiu's face was expressionless, not sweating, but she was extremely tired. She reluctantly moved her body, walked to the bathroom, and used the mirror to observe her current appearance.

Under the soft light, the reflection in the mirror was evil and terrifying.

His face was as pale as paper, covered with dense bloodshot eyes, but the bloodshot eyes were as black as ink, and half of his body was uncertain. If an ordinary person saw it, he would probably scream in terror immediately.

His human features were diminishing.

"Great, I finally understand everything!" Hu Jiu whispered, with a smile on his lips.

When he touched the ghost pen, a lot of messy information flooded into his mind. This is a manifestation of erosion of consciousness, but it is also the only way to control the ghost pen and the ghost book.

According to Qin Fangtong's description, the ghost pen has self-awareness, but although it has affected Qin Fangtong's rationality to a certain extent, it has not taken over, turned the host, and turned the holder into a puppet.

She is just an ordinary girl, how can she control such a powerful ghost pen?

The answer is very simple. It is not how powerful Qin Fangtong is, but the ghost pen itself has limitations.

——What is written in the pen is what the holder needs, wants, thinks and thinks!

This is the basic rule of the ghost pen. Just like when Hu Jiu uses the ghost book, he will give priority to writing "protecting the body and consciousness of the holder". I don't know who made this rule of the ghost pen. Maybe it is one of its owners, or maybe it is the person who made it. There is no shortage of smart people in this world. The supernatural who uses the ghost pen must naturally guard against its backlash.

The consciousness of the ghost pen is almost low-level AI, and its existence is to assist the holder to use it. Looking at the eyeballs on the cover of the ghost book, you can also sense a consciousness similar to the instinct of a baby. It and the ghost pen are puzzle pieces, and the two have undergone unknown changes after meeting.

In short, it has merged and become stronger.

This consciousness polluted Hu Jiu, and he got a lot of confusing information. He is still "Hu Jiu", but... slightly different from before.

From this information, Hu Jiu learned a lot.

For example, the use of the ghost pen and the ghost book, the two are originally one, most of their functions are overlapping, but the focus is not quite the same.

The ghost pen is more inclined to "create something out of nothing", through painting or writing, to create objects, rules or concepts that do not exist in the real world;

The ghost book modifies things that already exist in reality.

The two are combined into one, and the ability is about the degraded version of "omnipotence".

The words written on the ghost book with the ghost pen will not fade unless they are destroyed together.

In addition, there are many messy things, such as the real "omnipotence", some memory fragments about Qin Fangtong...

Hu Jiu resisted his curiosity and stopped trying to understand this compressed information package. The more he understood, the deeper the pollution. It won't be long before his consciousness will merge with the consciousness of the ghost book and ghost pen, and they will be indistinguishable from each other!

While the situation was not serious, Hu Jiu promptly corrected his personality, wrote down the rules for protecting consciousness, cleared the garbage information in his brain, and eliminated the self-consciousness of the ghost book and ghost pen, ensuring that he was the only owner of the ghost book and ghost pen, and truly controlled them...

The writing was smooth and smooth, without any resistance.

The corners of his mouth curled up in an exaggerated arc, and Hu Jiu felt that his mind was clear in an instant~

After dealing with these small troubles, the next thing was the mirage ghost!

He wrote down the requirements for perfectly controlling the mirage ghost without hesitation. He wanted to replace the instinct of the mirage ghost with his own consciousness and become a fierce ghost with human thinking!

He wanted to abandon his human identity and completely embrace the spirit!

"Haha, that's great..."

The strange laughter echoed, and the moment he stopped writing, Hu Jiu suddenly found that his body became extremely cold, and his breathing and heartbeat were slowing down rapidly.

He tried to move his joints, and it was light and seemed to have no weight. At the same time, the supernatural in his body leaked out uncontrollably, and his five senses gradually expanded.

The surrounding environment did not change at all, but the light and shadow swayed slightly like water waves, and there was a vague and unclear meaning.

The ghost domain of the mirage ghost, the mirage, quietly integrated into reality, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Hu Jiu felt that he could easily open the huge ghost domain. He did not suppress this instinct, and the supernatural power spread wildly. In a flash, most of Linjiang City was shrouded in mirages.

Most ordinary people were unaware, and only a few people noticed a slight abnormality, but they had no idea what was happening.

Hu Jiu can finally use the ghost domain at will. Not only that, in his ghost domain, he can transform phantoms into entities, and can also transform entities other than gold into phantoms!

Without opening the ghost domain, he can only transform himself into a phantom that is immune to physical attacks!

This is an ability with extremely high upper and lower limits!

After his rebirth, he has been almost standing still since he got the mirage ghost and the ghost book at the same time. At this moment, he has ascended to heaven in one step!

Ghost control is not cultivation, does not require cultivation, and is not linear growth. This mode of ascending to heaven in one step is the most correct!

In the ghost domain, Hu Jiu can see, hear, and sense everything, and can also move to any direction instantly and modify the form of objects in the ghost domain.

It’s no wonder that those ghost drivers who have ghost domains are arrogant and arrogant. The basic ability of the ghost domain is like that of a land immortal. Who wouldn’t be confused?

The mirage was still spreading outwards. Hu Jiu sensed several supernatural auras, one was a haunted house, one was in the city center, and another one...

"What's going on?"

The mirage's expansion was blocked, as if it had suddenly hit a wall. Hu Jiu immediately retracted the ghost domain. He vaguely sensed that there seemed to be another large ghost domain expanding outside Linjiang City.

After thinking for a second, he simply ignored the matter. Even if a supernatural event broke out, he had to familiarize himself with his abilities first, so that he could handle supernatural events more easily in the future.

After testing the ghost domain, the next thing is another ability of the mirage ghost - copying.

Before, he only copied the white silk, ghost hand and head-raising ghost, and did not dare to be greedy for more, for fear of destroying the balance between the ghost book and the mirage ghost and causing trouble for himself.

Now the worries have been solved. He perfectly controls the mirage ghost, uses the mirage ghost's supernatural power as fuel to drive the ghost book and ghost pen, and uses the power of the ghost book and ghost pen to protect his body and consciousness, forming a stable closed loop.

I am not afraid of eating too much, but I am afraid of not having enough food.

"It's a pity for the ghost perfume." Hu Jiu sighed, Yue Renchun is not easy to fool~

Since his rebirth, he has imprisoned many evil ghosts, but he has not handed them over to the headquarters. At this moment, these powers can finally be realized!

Hu Jiu opened a golden body bag excitedly like opening a blind box, and a smell of alcohol came to his face - it was a drunkard.

Without the spooky flashlight, Hu Jiu can now easily suppress the drunkard alone. After copying and simulating the drunkard's supernatural power, he suddenly had an idea and opened the ghost domain again, placing the drunkard in his mirage.

The supernatural power of the mirage ghost began to erode the drunkard, trying to transform it into an illusion.

The drunkard's figure gradually became ethereal. It was not difficult at first, but it became more and more difficult after the progress bar was halfway through. At this conversion speed, Hu Jiu estimated that it would take an extremely long time.

What went wrong?

Is the mirage ghost not complete enough?

Yes, he remembered that the supernatural power copied by the mirage ghost could only exert about 30% of the original power. In the past, he relied on the ghost hand, white silk and the head-raising ghost to work together to deal with the evil ghost or the ghost rider, so he didn't feel stretched.

But think about it carefully, why only 30% instead of all?

Speaking of the ability of "copying", the first thing that comes to mind is the evil ghost in the form of a mirror. Although mirages can also be copied, the core of it is still the word "illusion".

Today's harvest is enough. Even if he fails to turn the evil ghost into an illusion, Hu Jiu does not feel frustrated. He will find a way in the future.

It's a pity that he has never heard of anyone controlling a similar ghost in his previous life.

He opened another blind box and barely recognized the face. Hmm... It should be Wu Xuan, a member of Beifeng Commune, with unknown abilities.

It's still an unknown ghost, brought back from the last siege of Beifeng Commune. Hu Jiu doesn't mind copying them first. There will be plenty of opportunities to test them in the future. Anyway, the whole Linjiang City is his experimental field.