As far as the eye could see, ropes hung down, and a corpse hung from each rope.

His eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs seemed to bulge out, and he looked directly at Wang Chaling.

"Huh?"

Wang Chaling felt a feeling of suffocation, and a rope crossed the protection of the second generation of the Wang family and strangled his neck.

No, it was not that they had crossed the protection of the second generation, but that they were hung up with Wang Chaling.

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, looking at his left and right sides, and his parents were hanging on both sides.

The old man's black and white hand grasped the rope that hung Wang Chaling, and with a slight pull, the rope turned into nothingness.

Immediately afterward, Grandma's ghost remained in place, and Grandpa's ghost walked straight to a room on the side.

In less than a moment, it walked out, and a hanging rope was wrapped around its black and white arm, which was the body of the ghost.

It's a bit like Wang Yue's ghost rope, but the initial strength is much higher, it may have been divided, or it may not have anything to do with it.

There are too many ghosts in this world, and it's normal to have similar ones.

Wang Chaling put away the hanging rope and asked his grandfather to lift the charred corpse and throw it into the room.

"Thirty-six houses, half human, half ghost." Wang Chaling glanced at the remaining rooms and saw that there was no movement inside, and he was not ready to suppress them.

The ghosts in the mass grave outside can be taken away at will, but inside the ghost village, because of the restrictions.

There are very few ghosts that can be used, only these wandering outside can be used at will, and the rest of the houses and shops are still the best to keep the number after taking them.

"Removing the ghost will make the subsequent restrictions much more difficult, and it will waste more time."

Wang Chaling is not short of these ghosts, the revival of the supernatural is intensifying, he has time to go out for a few more turns, and the ghosts will be in hand, there is no need to increase his difficulty here.

"Granny Meng is still some time away from her death, and I may be able to visit her in the Mingyue Community after that."

"Compared with the others, this one's attitude towards the ghost rider in the new era is much better, and the substitute death dolls are all provided by her to the headquarters, I don't want to be able to get some supernatural items, but it's good to get some news."

Wang Chaling was thinking about some follow-up things, and he was also thinking about what to do when he went to visit in the future.

In the face of the old people of his grandfather's generation, there is no shame in doing this, of course, on the premise of responding.

If it was Luo Qian or Zhang Dong who stayed here, Wang Chaling would not have thought about this.

The hanging rope was suppressed by the revenant, making it easier for Wang Chaling to deceive him, and the loose rope hung around the revenant's perimeter until it spread to the ground.

They blocked the attack of the evil ghosts on Wang Chaling, and even if they could cross these ropes, they would still have to face the souls of the Wang family's generation.

"Relying on the hanging ghosts to superimpose their own horror levels, if they still continue to recover and continue to hang the ghosts, the derived hanging ropes may be able to cover all the small countries."

Looking at the several strange-shaped corpses that were rolled up, Wang Chaling felt that the hanging rope was reviving, and he was about to break free from his restraints.

casually wrapped the rope that had not yet been revived around Grandpa's arm, and the hanging rope, which was still restless just now, instantly quieted down.

Further on, there is a large pond that covers about half of the residential area.

"There is a ghost in this pond, but anyone who gets wet will be attacked by that ghost."

Can a person not get wet? Of course, you can, but you can't get rid of the water in your body.

The last time Wang Chaling passed by here, he relied on his grandfather to forcibly press down the ghost, and he passed smoothly.

This time there was no need for that, Wang Chaling glanced behind him, and Granny Meng was sitting quietly by the river at this time.

The river and the pond are connected.

The muddy sewage made it difficult to see what was at the bottom of the pond, and several corpses swollen from the water floated on the surface of the water, with the characteristic stench of corpses.

Wang Chaling took a look, the corpses were all tall, and their faces were also unique to Westerners.

It's those foreign ghost riders who are being used, and they can walk to this pond, and their strength is not bad.

Whoa.........

There was a sound of water, and white arms stretched out from the water, as if to drag Wang Chaling down.

The cyan light flickered, and the ghost domain shrouded a few meters around Wang Chaling, and the miserable white arms within the range of those ghost domains turned around one after another and attacked the surrounding arms.

This isn't the last time it was a ghost.

"Looks like I'm out of luck."

The function of this pond is somewhat similar to that of part of the ghost lake, and the ghosts at the source can suppress the ghosts to the bottom of the pond.

Even if the ghost rider dies in the pond, the corpse may float on the surface of the pond, but the ghost will sink.

But there are exceptions, the puzzle pieces are complementary, and some ghosts complement each other with the ghost under the pond, and naturally there will be no sinking pond.

Fortunately, the ghost at the bottom of the pond couldn't move freely because of the old woman, otherwise Wang Chaling would have to make a mistake this time.

"You can't leave the ghost in here."

The suppression of the source ghost made the pond less terrifying now, but it is impossible for that ghost to be suppressed forever.

With Wang Chaling as the center, the cyan ghost domain began to expand gradually, and the pale arms began to be annihilated.

At the bottom of the pond, a strange-shaped corpse appeared in the ghost realm, along with many strange items.

Wang Chaling swept past one by one, and finally locked onto a miserable white and swollen arm, and near the arm, there was a female corpse.

The female corpse was crushed to the bottom of the pond by a rag doll, and the rag doll seemed to have discovered Wang Chaling, and a pair of strange and evil eyes looked at it fiercely.

"Father, go get that arm." Wang Chaling's target was only the arm that polluted the pond.

Almost as soon as the souls of the second generation approached, large and small whirlpools appeared on the surface of the pond.

Countless dense ghost hands kept grabbing at the second generation's revenant, trying to pull it into the water.

There were even some ghost hands who tried to lift the ghosts of the sinking pond and send them above the water.

But it didn't work, and before the ghost surfaced, a big black and white hand fished it out of the water.

"Huh?".

"Not dead? The ghost handlers sent by the church are not all parallel goods. Wang Chaling looked at the arm in his father's hand, and there was still a consciousness in it that had not disappeared.

"Transferring your consciousness to the ghost before you die, a very risky move, actually made you succeed, and it is really a scourge for a thousand years."

After Wang Chaling thought about it, he roughly understood what this consciousness was about, and transferred his consciousness to the ghost, but this is not a modern heterogeneous path.

This kind of transfer method has existed for a long time, but it is not very popular, and transferring the consciousness to the ghost can not only maximize the power of the ghost, but also temporarily save his life.

The follow-up support brought the ghost back, and there is a professional counterpart ghost handler, maybe there is a chance to pull the person back.

No matter how bad it is, it can also obtain some information from the residual consciousness, so that the former's sacrifice will not be in vain.

This method is more popular in the middle period from the Republic of China to the present, and the old people have just quit.

In the decades since the paranormal blockade, it has begun to gradually infiltrate, and the ghost riders have begun to grow again.

However, due to the loss of the inheritance, many ghost riders with no background have a hard time growing up, and it is even more difficult to fight against supernatural events.

A ghost rider surnamed Qin proposed this method, allowing the ghost riders at that time to retain information and save their lives in this way.

Although it was not universal, it did use this method to solve many supernatural events at the time.

It's a pity that I don't know why, this method was banned on a large scale, and even the Wang family has no relevant records.

Wang Chaling knew this, and he heard it from his parents when he was a child.

"Did Zhang Xianguang give it? No, it's unlikely, Zhang Xianguang is only using this group of people, and it is impossible to spread this kind of thing. ”

Although curious, Wang Chaling was not in a hurry to "torture", just as he carried three gold bags with him and put his arm in them.

Because of the long time spent soaking in the pond, the consciousness that resides in it has been seriously eroded, and it can no longer be tossed by the spirit.

Passing over several swollen corpses, Wang Chaling walked straight out of the pond, his wet footprints on the ground, leaving a long trail on the ground.

"Next up is the ghost." According to the route last time, although the ghost village is out of control, and Granny Meng is in charge, there are not many powerful ghosts encountered.

A flash of red rose up behind Wang Chaling, and a cold flame began to spread from the edge of the pond.

He even began to feel like this kind of fire was burning inside his body, constantly burning various organs in his body.

"Mass graves, ponds, trading streets, and now flames, Li Lao had some ideas when he designed this Zhuangzi."

The last time I came, I didn't think that after getting that memory, Wang Chaling realized the strangeness of the ghost village.

Li Lao, this is to get the low-level version of the supernatural power of several supernatural places to his Zhuangzi.

When it comes to water, it burns.

This is the killing law of this terrible ghost now, and the water contaminated with the supernatural body of the pond is the best fuel for the flames.

This flame is not as good as the Caesar Hotel, but the level of horror is not low, even if the second generation of the revenant soul carries water to face this flame for a long time, there is a risk of being ignited.

The horror level of the second generation is placed in the A-level supernatural event, and it can be regarded as a top-notch existence.

"I can try to modify it." Wang Chaling had an idea, he had relied on his grandfather to forcibly extinguish the flames before, and this time he wanted to rely on himself.

The first is in vivo.

The deceitful ghost first deceived the suppressed flames in his body, and the cyan light flickered faintly.

The flame was no longer vigorous, but it did not fade, but existed in a special form in Wang Chaling's body.

Blood vessels, viscera, bones...... Almost every location was attached to a supernatural flame, and it treated Wang Chaling as if he were one of his kind.

Next, there's the outside.

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, looking at his wet legs, and the flames that were bound inside his body came out of his body, and began to burn with the water of these ponds.

The terrifying flames raged on Wang Chaling's body, but not even his clothes burned.

"Deception and modification, this is a very terrifying ability, if you really talk about it, it is much easier to use than Ye Zhen to die."

Wang Chaling's eyes flickered, and he felt more and more that he was right to join the headquarters on the condition of Gao Zhiqiang.

Of course, just like poison, if you don't talk about the dose but only about the toxicity, that's all hooliganism.

The ghost only talks about ability, not the degree of terror, and it doesn't make any sense, Gao Zhiqiang can only be ignited in the face of this situation.

Only the powerful ghosts who have been completed by Wang Chaling can achieve this step now.

Dealing with the attack on his body, Wang Chaling quickly left the vicinity of the pond, and a carved line on the ground confined the flames to a fixed area.

In front of Wang Chaling was an old ancestral hall, with a moldy door open, and there was deep darkness inside.

Only a few bits of light flickered in the darkness, but it seemed that it could go out at any moment.

Wang Chaling stopped and looked to the left side of the gate, where there was an old wooden chair.

An old man in a navy blue cloth shirt was lying on his back on a wooden chair, and the heaving of his chest seemed to tell Wang Chaling that he was still alive.

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, and he did not continue to move forward.

Half of the jet-black head was grasped by him, and the flesh and bones on the head were illusory at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately after, as before, the remaining half of the head was placed on his neck by Wang Chaling.

"Hmm."

The ghost consciousness that had been silent in the past, at the moment when the puzzle pieces complemented each other, brought about restlessness far beyond Wang Chaling's expectations.

But he didn't immediately suppress it, but still from the consciousness of the ghost, he began to constantly infect his own consciousness.

The soul of the Wang family began to be restless, surrounded by Wang Chaling, and under the effect of instinct, the soul of Wang Chaling's mother even wanted to possess it and help Wang Chaling suppress the ghost.

"Mom, no, wait a while and then protect my body."

Wang Chaling stopped his mother's behavior and walked slowly towards the ancestral hall, the fusion of the ghost's consciousness made his expression more and more cold.

He changed the plan again.

"What a crazy young man, bold enough." The old man by the river suddenly looked up, as if he had seen something, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

The old man lying on his back seemed to sense something, and stood up from the abrupt chair.

A pair of eyes that only had their sockets left looked directly at Wang Chaling, and the empty eyes made people shudder.

At this moment, Wang Chaling's temperament changed greatly, cold and dead, and his numb eyes were directly aligned with the ghosts.

The mother's soul went straight into the body, but it only maintained the stability of the body, and no longer suppressed the ghosts.

At this moment, Wang Chaling's consciousness was directly replaced by the consciousness of the ghost, and he fell into an unknown state.