Liang Xingyang glanced at the time on his watch: "Before six o'clock in the evening, I still have five hours. ”

Perhaps, those five hours will be the last time he has at his disposal.

Time is precious, he can't dwell on other things in this time, he must seize ninety percent of the supernatural in the world of consciousness in the only time he has, so that the future plan can start smoothly.

If the scheme fails, he will disappear from this world completely. Even if the plan can be successful, he will have to face the Zhang Dong of the ancient mansion and meet new challenges.

Whether it will succeed or what accidents will occur in the middle, he has no way of knowing, so he can only do the best possible to make the plan unfold smoothly.

Under the slightly illusory future of his own dark eyes, he said slowly: "In the withering world, there will always be a new round of vitality hidden. ”

"So, I'll find that silver lining."

Liang Xingyang's eyes were also dark and deep, staring at the dead city like an abyss, and his tone was extremely firm.

As soon as the words fell, the sky became even darker.

High in the sky, the haze that hung over the city began to expand wildly, and it had spread to other cities.

The endless haze was like a thick dark cloud, starting from the city of Dazhou, spreading in all directions, and the light was extinguished and the world fell into darkness.

Instead of trying to seize city by city, he announced the death of this fictional world in a gesture of strong expansion.

The haze obscures the sky.

Call......

"Wow quack ......"

With a strange and penetrating cry sounding in the gloomy city, it seemed that the world was silent for a moment, and the strange sound seemed to ignore the distance and the hindrance of the haze, and directly reached Liang Xingyang's ears.

The birth of the first ghost baby seemed to wake up the vicious curse in the haze, and the second and third voices immediately sounded in the haze city.

Soon, the eerie and permeating cries became extremely noisy.

"Five turbid evil worlds, ghosts revived."

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, looking at the place where a certain sound came from.

It was an inconspicuous narrow street.

With the help of the ubiquitous sight in the haze, he peeked at everything that was happening in the place.

On this abandoned street, a strange figure is wandering at this time. It was a male corpse, cold, covered with corpse spots, and exuding a strong corpse stench. At this time, the corpse was walking in heavy, stiff steps, constantly wandering the streets.

Obviously, this is a ghost with the ability to wander, and if placed outside, it will at least be defined as a B-class paranormal event.

It was only soon that a strange scene began to happen.

The wandering male corpse was eroded by the ubiquitous haze aura, and his belly began to bulge rapidly, and in just a few seconds, it became larger than that of a pregnant woman, and a palm-sized baby was born under the belly that had been propped up.

The vicious curse contained in the haze is constantly eroding this ghost, forcibly seizing the ghost's supernatural power and feeding the ghost baby to grow.

The ghost baby in the belly of the corpse quickly grew up, from the size of a palm to the size of a three-year-old child.

And the ghost that was robbed of all the spirits turned into an ordinary corpse and collapsed, quickly decomposing into a mass of rotten flesh.

"Wow quack ......"

After seizing all the spirits, the blue and black ghost baby squirmed under the belly of the corpse, and with a stroke of sharp nails, it directly tore the belly and came out of it, making the first sound to the world.

A ghost baby who grows up in this way is born like eating a ghost, jumping directly from the first stage to the fourth stage, and cannot be killed like a real ghost.

After the revived ghost baby monster screamed, there was no superfluous movement, and the dark eyes did not feel cold and dead, but revealed a taste of wisdom. Relying on the instructions of the memory left behind, it crawled into the depths of the haze without stopping for a moment, and left the place with the help of the ghost.

This kind of terrifying scene also happens to the ghost riders, the longer they stay in the haze ghosts, the more serious the haze multiplies and the curse erosion will be, and it is only a matter of time before the ghosts are plundered.

Liang Xingyang calmly retracted his gaze, and said secretly in his heart: "This is the real starving ghost who has no solution." ”

Countless ghost babies were converging according to the instructions of memory, coming to his side, turning into a haze and pouring into his body.

Many of the spirits in the city have disappeared.

He is also using the curse of the haze to become powerful again in a strange and vicious form.

With the passage of time, an hour, two hours, more and more cities shrouded in haze, and the loss of supernatural traces in the fictional world is getting faster and faster, one, two, three...... Ninety percent.

Soon, an inexplicable paranormal phenomenon appeared.

Liang Xingyang felt that he was faintly out of control, his body was irreversibly dimming and illusory, and the illusory world in his eyes began to collapse and dissipate.

Maybe it's beyond the limits of the world's carrying, or maybe it's because it's cut off all the threads that bind it.

Like Wang Chaling before him, he saw the outline of the ancient mansion in his eyes, the holes that stood in the hall waving his hands and were covered with corpse spots and wrinkles, and he also saw two blurred shadows cast by the faint light of the patio.

However, what appeared in the ancient mansion was a pale brown figure that appeared next to the curled up corpse, and the figure was illusory and unreal.

However, the invasion of new supernatural forces into the ancient mansion still triggered the terrifying killing law in an instant.

Zhang Dong's stiff head jerked towards him, and his corpse-streaked palms waved again and again, allowing the horror of erasing the supernatural to descend on him.

Liang Xingyang was startled, and before he could react, the blue-black haze that shrouded his body had disappeared out of thin air, and even his body stiffened slightly.

But the erasure of the suppression was not as terrible as he imagined, the starving ghost did not fall into a deep sleep, the haze was wafting, resisting Zhang Dong's erasure.

Liang Xingyang's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly became excited: "The starving ghost has eaten ninety percent of the supernatural in the fictional world, reaching an unprecedented limit, and the horror can't be suppressed." ”

At present, he can't be considered to have mastered this curse of all fiction, but the identity of the starving ghost forcibly seized ninety percent of the supernatural.

If he doesn't implement the plan and maintains the replacement mechanism of the mirror ghost, then over time, in the inability to alleviate the instinctive erosion of the mirror ghost, he will gradually lose the emotions of the living and become a new mirror ghost consciousness.

And the consequences of lifting the replacement are also very serious, the curse will be reversed to control the revival of the mirror ghost, and create an unsolvable supernatural event in the outside world.

So after a brief mood swing, he still clearly understood what to do.

"Time is running out, it's time for me to get ready. In order to avoid accidents, before the plan was carried out, Wang Chaling and the ghosts who had been pulled into the world before were excluded. ”

Liang Xingyang pondered for a moment and began to act.

He no longer resisted Zhang Dong's erasure, turned around and returned to the imaginary world of the consciousness of the curled up corpse, stuffed dozens of realistic ghosts into the supernatural bus, and then transferred the bus out.

As soon as the supernatural bus appeared in the hall of the ancient mansion, it immediately attracted Zhang Dong's attention, and the terrifying curse of erasing the supernatural was shared and transferred.

Taking advantage of this time gap, he transferred Wang Chaling and the second generation of the Wang family out of the second generation, and used the patio to send out the ancient mansion.

Liang Xingyang took out the ghost mirror that imprisoned ghosts and ghost paintings, stuffed it into Wang Chaling's hand, and instructed: "After you go out, use a gold container to detain the mirror." ”

Once his plan fails, the derived ghost mirror is likely to dissipate, and it is no longer possible to block ghosts such as ghost paintings, and negligence may lead to evil consequences.

"Good!"

Wang Chaling was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response, he put away the cold ghost mirror, and did not struggle with the transfer of the haze ghost.

In the next second, a thick haze came out of the patio like a chimney.

After the blue-black haze dissipated, Wang Chaling's figure appeared on the roof out of thin air. When he saw Yang Jian and Liang Wensong, his eyes stayed on Liang Wensong as if he was painted by oil paint.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Tell me all the information you know!" ”

Wang Chaling breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly.

Originally, he didn't intend to hide the situation, but he didn't know much, and then asked, "Do you have any gold containers, I need to hold a mirror." ”

"Leave it to me."

Yang Jian frowned and took the ghost mirror, the water of the ghost lake flowed out of his feet, and a miserable white and cold arm stretched out of the water, handing a golden box to his hand.

The ghost mirror was thrown into a box and imprisoned.

Liang Wensong narrowed his eyes and said: "Even the important ghosts have been handed over for us to keep, and it is obvious that there is a situation that even he can't control, but the only person who comes out doesn't know anything, and we can't help." ”

Wang Chaling's smile stiffened slightly, "Maybe you can ask him personally." ”

With that, he looked towards the patio.

In the ancient mansion, Liang Xingyang's figure has disappeared at some point.

All that was left on the old floor tiles near the patio was a curled up corpse, and under the terrible erasure, there were no more supernatural phenomena.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, took out the human skin paper from his pocket and asked, "Tell me, can he come out of the ancient mansion alive." ”

Soon, the handwriting on the vellum appeared: "My name is Yang Jian, and I was dead when you saw this...... I have experienced many dangerous incidents with Liang Xingyang, but what I don't know is that this time the danger is more dangerous than all the previous events combined. ”

"If Heaven could give me another chance, I would have prevented him from harnessing the curse of all the supernatural things that he had imagined, for at six o'clock in the evening, he had died in the ancient mansion."

Well?

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, staring at the death prediction on the paper.

Judging from Liang Xingyang's performance in sending out the ghost mirror, the other party is not confident that he can successfully control the curse and survive, and sending the ghost mirror is to arrange the aftermath and prevent the imprisoned ghosts from getting out of trouble.

"Tell me how to solve it."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and asked indifferently.

However, the human skin paper had stopped surviving the handwriting, and the previous handwriting was rapidly disappearing, no longer showing new supernatural changes.

Yang Jian said coldly: "If you don't compromise, you will wait to be thrown into the ancient mansion and stay in it forever." ”

A minute later.

The skin paper seemed to feel the resoluteness in Yang Jian's words, and new handwriting appeared on the paper again: "I can't watch my friend go to death in vain, but fortunately, the time is not until six o'clock in the evening, Liang Xingyang has not yet started the dangerous and crazy control plan, and everything is still turning around." Perhaps, this is the real reason why he refused to bring the human skin paper into the world of consciousness, and while waiting for the critical moment, let me save him through the human skin paper. ”

"But in order to save people, I must completely trust the human skin paper in my hand, and I can't have any doubts, otherwise it will lead to the failure of the plan."

"Let's just talk about the plan."

Yang Jian stared coldly at the parchment.

Soon, new handwriting was emerging.

"At six o'clock in the evening, Liang Xingyang's consciousness will undergo irreversible transformation under the erosion of the mirror ghost and the supernatural, and he will be completely reduced to a new mirror ghost consciousness."

"So I have to enter the ancient mansion in advance, so that Zhang Dong's corpse touches the curled up corpse, so that the curse that erases everything and the curse that fiction everything can have a fierce supernatural collision, and the design makes the two ghosts both die under the continuous conflict of the supernatural."

"As long as the human skin paper is covered on the face of the curled up corpse before twelve o'clock tonight, Liang Xingyang will be able to solve the hidden danger in consciousness, wake up from the curled up corpse, and control the curse to complete the resurrection."

The handwriting ceased to emerge, and the vellum fell silent.

Liang Wensong approached and took a look, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he immediately questioned: "You want to use a desperate situation to force us into the ancient mansion and kill us?" Yang Jian, there is a big problem with this plan. ”

"I know."

Yang Jian groaned, he could at least judge one of the traps of the plan, the human skin paper covering the face was full of danger in itself.

But the information on the human skin also provided a lot of information that he didn't know, such as the two terrifying curses that would crash when they clashed, and Liang Xingyang's consciousness had a problem and would irreversibly transform in the future.

As an outlier with the consciousness of a living person, he understands better than anyone the dangers involved in consciousness.

At this time, Wang Chaling helped his glasses and suddenly said: "I think everyone should believe him, since he didn't take the initiative to ask for help, it means that he doesn't need our help." If you act rashly, it may not help. ”

He and Liang Xingyang have been in contact with the supernatural bus for more than a month, although the two have not communicated much, but he admires Liang Xingyang's strength and insights into the supernatural.

Not only can he resurrect Professor Wang, but he can also create a supernatural product ghost baby, and even use ghosts to block the entire fictional world.

This level of ghost rider was far beyond his comprehension, and his reason and calmness told him that it was best not to interfere with the other party's decision, because it was meaningless and would cause some bad accidents.

"I'll think about it." Yang Jian's eyes moved, and he continued to analyze the information in his mind, and responded in a flat voice.

He understood that there must be a huge trap hidden in the plan of the human skin paper, but doing nothing would likely cause Liang Xingyang to die and transform into a new mirror ghost consciousness.

After all, the human skin paper has already given the future, and if nothing is done, Liang Xingyang will die directly in the process of controlling the curse at six and ten o'clock.

Long.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his golden watch, five o'clock.

After a few hesitations, I made a decision in my heart.

Under the gaze of Liang Wensong and Wang Chaling, he shook his head and said, "Don't do anything, I believe he can come out alive." ”

At this moment, the plan on the vellum paper quickly disappeared and became a blank slate.

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