Chapter 783: Trouble

"You should have seen it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Ahsan said as he turned his head to look at Mingchuan, "Our state is very different from that of normal people. ā€

"Could it be a physical problem?" Ming Chuan felt that the biggest possibility was this.

"The body is one thing. Ahsan sighed and said, "With this method of resurrection, the body and soul are not completely compatible, and no matter what means are used, the body and soul will have a certain degree of rejection. This can lead to all sorts of problems. ā€

"For example?" Mingchuan wondered what the after-effects of what they were doing so.

"The problems that exist will vary from person to person. Ahsan said, "For example, sir, his problem is physical weakness. ā€

"What about you?" the young man's question could be seen at a glance, and he wanted to know more about whether Ah Shan also had such and such sequelae.

"I'm slightly better than my husband. Ahsan, apparently not wanting to talk about his own problems, brushed it over, "But whether it's me and my husband or anyone else, we all have a common problem. ā€

"What's the trouble?" asked Ming Chuan.

"The preservation of the body. The boy replied.

After listening to Ahsan and the young man's words, Ming Chuan thought about it a little, and probably understood, and couldn't help frowning.

"Could it be that your body is ......" Ming Chuan lowered his eyelids and looked at the other party's body, wanting to take a closer look from top to bottom, so he almost took off the other party's clothes and lay on it to study it carefully.

"Do you see that?" Seeing that Mingchuan's gaze was so straightforward, Ah Shan quietly turned sideways and blocked the young man behind him.

Ming Chuan didn't see Ashan's small movements, and his mind was now full of other questions.

If it was really as he imagined, there was already something wrong with the bodies of these two people. However, there was nothing unusual in terms of appearance or breath, and even if he carefully distinguished, he could not see the difference between them and normal people.

"Can't you see it, right?" Ahsan smiled when he saw this, and said, "We used a special technique to cover up those breaths, even if it was you, it would be difficult to detect. ā€

"Special techniques?" Ming Chuan couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Would you like to see it?" asked Ahsan.

"Hmm. Ming Chuan nodded.

Ah Shan turned his head to look at the young man on the bed, and when he saw that he bowed slightly, he turned his head with a smile, raised his right hand at Ming Chuan, and covered the right half of his own face.

Ming Chuan was a little surprised, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

Then, I saw Ah Shan slightly open his right hand.

From between Ah Shan's fingers, a strong rancid smell came out, with wisps of thick black ghostly energy, wafting into the air.

Ming Chuan couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, trying to hold his breath and not smell the disgusting smell. Soon, though, his attention was drawn to something else.

Ahsan's face under the cover of his right hand changed strangely. A face that was originally good and dignified began to rot and melt, and the skin on the face fell off, turning into a mass of pus, which fell to the ground, revealing the white bones under the skin. From the cracks in the bones, white maggots wriggled and crawled between them, burrowing through his teeth, jaws, nose, and eye sockets. The eyeballs were like ornaments hanging from bones, hanging out, swaying back and forth with his movements. The hair also fell out, and a few strands of thinning hair stubbornly remained on the forehead.

Half of the face was like a rotting corpse that had been dead for many years, emitting a strong stench. And the other half of the face is still a normal human face, not to mention how weird this appearance is.

"This is ......" Ming Chuan had already guessed some clues, but he was still speechless by this appearance.

"Since the art of resurrection is not perfect, the body is always in a state of death, and the process of decay cannot be stopped, and it will not be long before it completely decays and becomes like this. Ahsan smiled and raised his right hand again, covering his face, and by the time he took his right hand away, his face had returned to its original appearance.

Ming Chuan knew that those just now were not a trick, these people's bodies were indeed rotting little by little, but they usually didn't know what kind of means to cover them, making them look no different from ordinary people.

"Because of this, we need to find a suitable body to recast the spell after a while, otherwise the body will be unusable due to decay, and our soul body will be trapped in these rotten bodies. Ahsan continued, "It's a very troublesome thing. ā€

"Not all bodies are suitable as containers for our souls, and the right body is not easy to find. The young man took over and continued to add, "And this resurrection technique itself is an evil art, and every time it is used, it will bring a certain burden to the spirit, and the more times it is used, the more the energy of the spirit will be consumed, and this consumption is irreversible and cannot be replenished by other means." ā€

"Everyone else is fine, but sir, he ......," Ahsan said, turning his head to look at the young man on the bed, his eyes showing a hint of worry and sadness, "Sir's spirit body is almost at its limit, and we must find a solution as soon as possible." ā€

"What is your so-called solution, is it a resurrection in the true sense of the word?" asked Mingchuan.

"Yes, we need a resurrection in the true sense of the word. Ahsan nodded, with a determined expression on his face, "Let our spirit and body completely merge into one, and become a living person in the true sense." ā€

"It's almost impossible. Ming Chuan said, "The way you are using now is already very against the heavens, against the rules of this world, as for the resurrection in the full sense that you are pursuing, I think there is no such method in this world." ā€

That's why we have to look beyond this world. Ahsan said.

"Ghost Realm, do you think you can find a way to be fully resurrected in the Ghost Realm?" Ming Chuan guessed their thoughts.

"That's right. Ahsan nodded, affirming Mingchuan's speculation.

Ming Chuan opened his mouth slightly, was stunned for a long time, raised his hand and scratched his head, his body collapsed in the sofa as if he had been drained of strength, he let out a long sigh, looked at the other party with a touch of imperceptible sympathy in his eyes, and said: "Don't you think your ideas are too taken for granted? How can you be sure that the ghost world has the method you want?"

"Of course we can't be sure, but right now, the ghost world is the only possible place. Ah Shan's eyelids drooped slightly, and his tone of voice was rarely full of helplessness.

Ming Chuan glanced at the two of them and suddenly had a feeling of absurdity.