Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Boy! What are you doing?"

Looking at Zuo Yang's actions, the old temple keeper frowned.

The person is dead, why are you stripping him of his clothes?

Pervert!

"What?"

"You'll know soon!"

Take the skirt in his hand and grinned.

"Little Moji!"

"Go!"

"Bite this old man to death!"

Called Little Moji.

"Woof woof woof~"

The wild dog's nature took effect, and it pounced on the old temple keeper like a wolf.

"Stinky boy!"

"You don't think you can deal with me with just a black dog, do you?"

"Although I don't know how you know the sacrifice and my hiding place."

"But there is one thing 037 said that I always agree with!"

"For the ghost tamer, mortals are just numbers!"

"Paperization!!!"

The old temple keeper's eyes turned cold.

Just looking at the running Little Moji, the forelimbs of Little Moji began to turn into paper!

"Woof!"

"Woof..."

It only ran a dozen meters away.

The front limbs of the little ink gradually turned white.

Then, due to the impact of the huge running, the front limbs turned into a piece of white paper and collapsed.

"Plop~"

The huge dog body flew to the ground because of the unstable limbs, and stumbled.

"Ah~"

It wanted to stand up again, but the soft white paper front limbs of the little ink made it difficult to move at all!

"Woof~"

It looked at Zuo Yang helplessly.

Zuo Yang's face condensed and clenched the skirt in his hand.

"Hmph~"

"Boy, next is you!"

"Dare to disturb the ghost tamer's business, you are tired of living!"

"Paper!!!"

After the cold voice of the old temple keeper came, the paper on his neck went along his neck to his face.

But the old temple keeper didn't care.

Perhaps for him, killing Zuo Yang first or eating the ghost fruit first, all are irrelevant choices.

"Crack, crack, crack~"

The big foot felt soft.

The white paper went along Zuo Yang's small foot to the ankle.

Zuo Yang glanced at the flat big foot. Although his face was ugly, he still grinned wildly.

"Hehe~"

"Anyway, the only thing I can bet with you ghosts is my life!"

"As long as the effect of the ghost fruit is that..."

"I win!"

Raising the skirt in his hand, Zuo Yang ignored the arrogant attitude of the old temple keeper.

He quickly shouted to the long-haired female ghost.

"Hey!"

"Here is a skirt!"

"Give me the apple and I'll give you the skirt!"

"Skirt? Skirt!!!"

When she heard the skirt, the long-haired female ghost looked at Zuo Yang as if she had a stress reaction.

"Skirt! Skirt!"

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, she turned into a phantom and pounced on Zuo Yang.

Zuo Yang's eyes turned cold, "Take it!"

"Puff~"

The moment the skirt was thrown into the air, the long-haired female ghost flew towards the skirt, and Zuo Yang pounced on her.

"Puff~"

After knocking down the long-haired female ghost, Zuo Yang immediately snatched the black apple from the long-haired female ghost's hand.

"Boy!"

"You... you dare!!!"

Seeing Zuo Yang get the black apple, the old temple keeper got angry.

He never thought that this guy would use the skirt to seduce the long-haired female ghost to run towards him?

Isn't he afraid of death?

"You!!!"

"Paperization! Paperization! Paperization!!!"

He tried his best to stop Zuo Yang from swallowing the black apple.

The paperization on his face had already reached his nose, but he didn't care.

At the same time, Zuo Yang's mouth also showed signs of drying up.

Zuo Yang knew that this was his mouth being paperized.

"Little Moji!"

At the moment when his mouth turned into paper, Zuo Yang looked at Little Moji lying on the ground.

After hearing the sound, Little Moji crawled on the ground, barely stood up, and crawled towards the old temple keeper again.

"Woof~~"

The stubbornness of the wild dog was fully displayed at this moment.

Baring his teeth, Little Moji kicked his hind legs and actually pounced on the old temple keeper's legs.

"Ah~"

Almost without hesitation.

The master's order is the main purpose, and Little Moji bit through the old temple keeper's left leg viciously.

"Ah!!!"

"You!!! You dead dog!!!"

"I should have chopped you off long ago!"

Feeling a severe pain in his calf, the old temple keeper kicked Little Moji's dog belly with his right foot.

"Awoo~"

This kick was so powerful that Little Moji was kicked out directly and collapsed on the ground whimpering.

"You bastard!"

"You are a dog! Your master is also a dog!"

"For the ghost tamer!"

"You are all garbage!"

The old temple keeper cursed angrily, his eyes red.

But...look at Zuo Yang again.

"Crack~Crack~"

The crisp chewing sound came,The old temple keeper's eyes widened.

Zuo Yang, actually... actually ate the black apple completely!

Even the skin and the core, nothing was left!

"You!!!"

"You bastard! How dare you covet my stuff!"

Watching the black apple disappear, the old temple keeper gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling.

He worked hard for a month, but in the end it became someone else's wedding dress?

Who could tolerate this?

"Damn it!"

"Bastard!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Anger devoured his reason, and the old temple keeper completely lost the elegance of a monk.

His face was covered with wrinkles that turned into white paper, and his fingers pointed angrily at Zuo Yang.

"Paper! Paper! Paper!!!"

"You are a new ghost rider! Why do you fight me!"

"You die!!!"

Looking at him with a resentful look, Zuo Yang slowly climbed up from the long-haired female ghost.

He looked at his big feet that had just turned into paper.

Sure enough, the abnormality of paperization has disappeared at this moment.

"It seems..."

"My guess is right!"

"The ability of the wry smile human face born from the ghost fruit is to invalidate!"

"Invalidate any weird power!"

Loosening his muscles, Zuo Yang looked at the old temple keeper.

"Sorry..."

"Now, the situation is reversed!"

"You! You dog, who do you think you are?"

"You are a new ghost rider..."

Swearing, but the old temple keeper stopped talking when he saw Zuo Yang who was completely normal.

"You!"

"Why didn't you turn into paper?"

"You!!!"

"Hmph~"

"Now I'll give you a chance! Tell me, before the weirdness came, where did the incense burner you gave me come from!"

"Tap~tap~tap~"

Step by step...step by step...step by step...

Zuo Yang slowly approached the old temple keeper, who gritted his teeth and looked around.

The body slowly twisted and folded, like origami, about to turn into a paper crane and fly away.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Yang stretched out his left arm!

"Hehehe..."

A meat bag suddenly bulged out on his arm.

As the meat bag squirmed, a human face with a bitter smile floated out.

That human face was exactly the same as Zuo Yang's.

"Hehehe..."

However, after the human face laughed out loud.

The old temple keeper was surprised to find that his body slowly turned back to human form, and he couldn't turn himself into paper!

"You!"

"Your ability is to invalidate?"

"How are you so skilled?"

He looked at Zuo Yang in surprise.

The old temple keeper had an illusion.

Zuo Yang seemed to have known the ability of the ghost fruit long ago.

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly!

A big foot suddenly kicked towards the old temple keeper's stomach, and the old temple keeper's body flew back more than a meter!

Zuo Yang's face was grim, and he kicked the old temple keeper's head again.

"Waste so much time talking?"

"I'm asking you a question!"

"Incense burner! Where did you get it?!"