Chapter 256: Too Weak

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Shadow Lan clinged to the ground and quietly swam towards the room.

I don't know if my sensing ability has become stronger, or if the other party's concealment has deteriorated, this time I can't even feel the slightest trace of the other party like the previous two times.

With a little concentration, Ming Chuan felt a very faint fluctuation, which was hidden in this room.

Half-squinted, something seemed to emerge in the air, a completely transparent figure, only the outline of the edge had a slight float, like a layer of ripples on the surface of the water.

Ming Chuan quietly raised his feet and walked into the room, closed the door with natural movements, turned around and closed the door, and quietly pasted two pieces of rune paper behind the door.

Then, he turned around again, his figure covering the rune paper behind him, and walked slowly forward.

The transparent shadow didn't seem to realize that it had been discovered, and stood still, unmoving.

Shadow Lan had swam to its feet, but it didn't realize it.

Ming Chuan glanced around and winked at Ying Lan.

Shadow immediately swam to the back of the shadow near the window, and sprang up from the ground.

The transparent shadow was suddenly frightened, like a cat with its tail stepped on, its whole body exploded, and it quickly rushed towards the direction of the gate.

Ming Chuan was already waiting there, opening his arms to block the other party's way.

The transparent shadow was very flexible, and when he saw this, he shrank and actually drilled under Ming Chuan's armpit.

Mingchuan immediately turned around and reached out to grab it.

His palm touched the other's back, but he didn't catch anything and passed through the other's body.

Suddenly, he felt that his palm seemed to pass through an invisible stream of water, and a cold chill passed through his palm, spreading all over his body in an instant, making him feel like an ice cellar from the tip of his toes to the top of his head, cold and penetrating, and the hairs on his whole body couldn't help but stand upside down.

Ming Chuan was taken aback and immediately withdrew his palm.

The cold feeling disappeared, and the summer heat wave hit again, and this alternation of cold and heat caused a cold sweat to break out all over his body.

The other party had already rushed to the door at this time, and just wanted to rush out of the door, but was blocked by an invisible barrier, and his whole body bounced back.

It was only then that the transparent shadow noticed the rune paper taped to the back of the door.

Before it could react, Shadow Lan had already caught up, reaching out from behind it with a pitch-black tentacle and slamming it up, binding it firmly.

Ming Chuan saw that Ying Lan could touch the other party, and he was relieved.

He was still worried that if Shadow Lan couldn't catch this guy like him, then it would be a bit of trouble to trap it.

At this time, seeing that the transparent shadow was constantly struggling in Ying Lan's arms, Ming Chuan took the time to paste the rune paper in the room, laid down the enchantment, and then sat down on the wooden box slowly, took out a cigarette and a lighter, and lit it with a snap.

"Tell me, what the hell are you looking for me. Ming Chuan said to the shadow.

The shadow struggled for a long time and found that it was completely in vain, and when he found the enchantment that Ming Chuan had laid around, he knew that he couldn't escape this time, and he looked a little deflated. At this time, when he heard Ming Chuan's question, his whole body stiffened, and then he began to writhe again.

"My lord, its energy is too weak to speak. Ying Lan raised his head and said to Ming Chuan.

"Too weak?" Ming Chuan frowned. If that's the case, it's really troublesome, they can't communicate with each other if they can't speak, how can they know what this guy wants to do?

Touching his chin and thinking about it, Mingchuan Chao Yinglan asked, "Do you know what this thing is?"

"I guess it's a human ghost. Ying Lan's tone was a little uncertain.

"Human ghosts?" Ming Chuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "How can that be like this?" ā€

"Forehead......" Ying Lan tilted his neck in distress, looked down at the transparent shadow that was entangled by him, and only held back an answer for a long time, "Maybe, maybe it's because it's too weak." ā€

"Too weak? Do you mean this guy's soul energy? How can a person's ghost be so weak to this extent?" A healthy young man who died in a car accident at the age of 30 and an old man who died of illness at the age of 90 are not too different from each other.

"This ...... I don't know. Ying Lan couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Cut, it's troublesome. Ming Chuan scratched his hair and said with an irritated expression, "If you can't communicate, I can't help it, so let's just purify it directly." ā€

Saying that, Mingchuan made a gesture to take out the net bell.

The ghost was horrified and struggled again.

Ming Chuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "In this way, can you understand what I said?"

The ghost was stunned when he heard Ming Chuan talking to him, and then nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan rubbed his eyebrows.

This guy's body is transparent, and if you want to see its movements clearly, you have to concentrate all your energy, and you will get tired after staring at it for a long time.

Ming Chuan didn't realize that he had been concentrating like this, unintentionally honing his mental power, and the relationship between him and Ying Lan was also deepening little by little.

But now, this level of training has not been able to show results, and Mingchuan's only feeling is that his eyes are sore.

"It's good if you can understand, I'll say, you answer, don't play any tricks, otherwise I will directly purify you. Ming Chuan said in a threatening tone.

The other party seemed to be frightened, and nodded his head as often as he pounded garlic.

"How many times have you come to me and asked me for help?" asked Ming Chuan.

The other party nodded vigorously.

"What does it have to do with this old town?" Mingchuan asked.

The other person nodded.

"Is there something here in the old town?" asked Mingchuan.

Nod.

"Awesome goblins?"

nodded, then shook his head again.

What does this mean? Mingchuan felt a little headache.

"There are ghosts here, but there are other things?" asked Ming Chuan tentatively.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then nodded vigorously.

You guessed it.

I just don't know if the problem here is related to what he wants to find out.

"The information you've been wanting me to see is an introduction to the old town. In other words, there are clues to those things? You want me to know where those things are?" Ming Chuan tried to connect the dots. What exists in this old town may have something to do with the eccentricity of the city as a whole.

The other man nodded, confirming his guess. (To be continued.) )