The black-and-white old man took a step forward, his hands stretched out, clenched as if he were tugging at something.

Bang~!

It is the sound of a bamboo chair being touched.

The old man's face was hideous, and he completely lost the kind color that Wang Chaling saw through the created body.

Granny Meng was the same, her eyes were vicious, as if she had quenched a knife, and she looked at Wang Chaling directly, as if she was going to cut Wang Chaling with a thousand knives.

In an instant, the old man's expression calmed down, turned to Granny Meng, and pounced fiercely.

Tear and pull~!

Wang Chaling seemed to hear such a voice, as if a scroll of pictures had been forcibly torn apart.

And so it is.

A rift across the world was forcibly torn out by the Wang family's generation, and the scene in front of him continued to dissipate, and some ashes like paper burned continued to fall and disappear from the sky.

Wang Chaling found himself in an ancestral hall again, and at the feet of the souls of the Wang family's generation, a painting torn in half, was being annihilated at an extremely fast speed.

A corpse with bruised arms and a bitter human face lay quietly at the feet of the revenant.

Ghost painting?

No, it's not, if it's a real ghost painting, this supernatural place has already been served in a pot, and then Wang Chaling can still take care of the ghost.

Even if the most important thing is missing, the ghost painting incident can wander outside for so many years, even if there is a reason why the top old people are reluctant to make a move, it can prove that the ghost painting is indeed extremely terrifying.

This supernatural place can't be stopped.

Far from being ghost paintings, the paintings here may have been manipulated by some means to isolate the perception of ghost painting incidents from the outside world.

Wang Chaling glanced at the wall in front of him, and there were more than a dozen paintings hanging on it, basically all of which were traditional ink paintings, depicting basically scenes in the ghost village.

ancestral halls, residences, reservoirs, stone bridges, mass graves, ......... There are as few as two characters, as many as three or even a dozen.

Wang Chaling knew that the characters in it were all powerful ghosts, and he used paintings to limit ghosts and imitate the use of ghost paintings.

In a way, one of the most valuable things in the whole ghost village is probably these paintings.

First of all, it is a means of isolating ghost paintings, and this alone can attract the attention of many ghost riders.

In addition, each painting not only contains many ghosts, but can also be used to imprison ghosts and use ghosts to restrain ghosts.

As long as the internal balance is not broken, it can be maintained for a long time, and can even be used against enemies at certain moments.

"Originally, I was quite curious about what Zhang Xianguang was looking for here with Elder Li, but now I understand."

Taoyuan Project.

The most important thing is that ghost paintings are uncontrollable, and ghost paintings are in an uncontrollable state, forcibly taking people in.

That's not a plan to hide from the supernatural, but a large-scale slaughter plan for the Sha people.

But now is not the time to think about this, Wang Chaling fixed his eyes on the last painting on the right.

There is a coffin and a brazier, and three people are kneeling next to the brazier, one of whom is wearing a suit and glasses.

"You want me dead?"

Wang Chaling looked at the person in the painting, sneered, strode forward, put on gloves woven with gold wire, and directly took down the painting.

The ashes are spreading.

After the painting was removed, large expanses of ash centered on the painting began to spread around.

The cyan light rippled, easily isolating the ashes that tried to get close to themselves, but they were only imitations.

Although some functions are similar to ghost paintings, and you can imprison ghosts in the paintings, they do not have the ability to suppress the ghost domain of ghost paintings.

The cyan light continued to extend, and it disappeared straight into the painting, and Wang Chaling carried the four souls into the painting together.

It's still an ancestral hall.

Only this time the lid of the coffin was still on the black coffin, but it was not closed, and there was still no body in the black coffin.

On the brazier next to the black coffin, the two corpses were still there, but they were no longer the two foreigners.

Instead, two middle-aged men dressed in Republic of China costumes, a man and a woman, stood by the brazier, throwing things in their hands into the brazier from time to time.

It's just that I saw the portrait of Wang Chaling before, but there is no corresponding existence here.

"Elder Li's strength is limited, and it is almost the same to be able to make it look like this, and the wandering corpse should be in this painting."

"Find the body and put it in the black coffin, Li Lao's methods should be effective, and the loss of control should be resolved."

Having said that, Wang Chaling still used two in a row, because he was not sure if his idea was right.

The supernatural land that is artificially out of control is different from the supernatural land that constantly revives and invades reality, the latter has reached a certain level of resurrection, and the means left by the garrison have also failed, and the former is only invaded by outsiders, causing some means to fail.

Later, if people want to temporarily control the supernatural land, they only need to find the point where the balance has been destroyed and find a way to restore it.

But just under normal circumstances, the reality cannot be exactly like what is recorded in the Wang family's books.

"Anyway, find the body first!"

Wang Chaling took out a white ghost candle, and the white ghost candle that others couldn't avoid was far more useful to him than the red ghost candle.

Many supernatural events are not impossible to deal with, but they really can't find the source of the ghosts, and the hidden ability of many ghosts is not necessarily proportional to their own horror.

If it was in the ghost village in the outside world, Wang Chaling would not light the white ghost candle, which would attract a large number of powerful ghosts, and increase his workload for no reason.

But this imitation of the supernatural portrait, there is no such problem, although the space in each painting is unstable, but it can still be done to isolate the diffusion of the white ghost candle light.

Lighting the ghost candle and placing it at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Wang Chaling retreated to the inside of the ancestral hall and observed the changes at the door.

The first minute.

There are no changes, and the special things in the ancestral hall are very quiet, and there is no out-of-control.

"The internal balance is still maintained, ensuring that the ghosts will not move, and the white ghost candles will not be attracted."

In Wang Chaling's expectation, the white ghost candle was only a ghost after all, not an "excited" ghost.

If the ghost who is artificially placed in the balance is so easily attracted away, then the means will lose its meaning.

In the third minute, the white ghost candle was still burning, and a white ghost candle lasted for a long time, and there was still no movement.

…………

Tenth minute.

Woo...... Woo...... Woo......

The familiar whining sound sounded in Wang Chaling's ears, and the consciousness of the ghost being suppressed moved, and it was forcibly suppressed by Wang Chaling.

The strange and indifferent voice seemed to echo around Wang Chaling, but he didn't make a move, but turned his gaze out of the door.

The cold candlelight seemed to be affected by something, and the faint flame kept shaking, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

Call~!

Wang Chaling clearly heard such a sound, as if there was an invisible person blowing a ghost candle.

The faint flames didn't last a few seconds, and a thick darkness instantly infected the area.

The cyan ghost domain is cut off from a space, but the darkness still exists, and Wang Chaling hides in the space surrounded by his mother and grandmother to prevent the sudden attack of the ghosts.

"Grandpa, father, help me find the ghosts wandering around." In the previous supernatural events, Wang Chaling could practice at will.

But in this place, which may be the core of the loss of control, he does not intend to risk his life and use his ability to test the ghost.

The old man and the middle-aged man, dressed in black and white, stepped into the darkness with expressionless faces, looking for the ghosts that caused the supernatural.

Even if he used the supernatural to affect his eyes for a short time, the thick darkness still blocked Wang Chaling's searching gaze, and the range he could see was only the size of his own ghost domain.

"The ghost domain can't expand the range, it will make the strength decrease."

In the cyan world, the wisps of black mist look out of place, which is a manifestation of the invasion of the ghost domain.

"Huh?"

Wang Chaling's eyes condensed slightly, looking in one direction, the cyan ghost domain was being torn apart, and the foul black water was constantly pouring in.

A terrifying figure strolled out, tall and burly, and a smell of erosion spread.

"Can even the curse of the royal family be reproduced? No, no, it's just an appearance, just like painting, earth, fire, and water, each of which has some of the original supernatural characteristics, but it is far inferior. ”

Looking at the four black and white souls behind the tall figure, Wang Chaling was startled at first, and then immediately figured it out.

Reproducing the supernatural is not a clever means, Luo Qian and Meng Xiaodong have all been copied, although the Wang family's curse is special, but after all, it can't escape the scope of the supernatural.

"It's just right, they don't need grandpa to look for it slowly, the corpse will appear on its own initiative, and then it will be locked up directly."

A wisp of flame appeared in Wang Chaling's fingertips, and he flicked it and threw it into the foul water that was about to spread to his feet.

There are many flames in the ghost village, flames that burn when they encounter water, and flames that burn in the ancestral hall with the underworld currency as the medium and the weak spirit as the fuel.

Wang Chaling had forcibly seized a part of the previous flame's supernatural powers, and it was just right to use it in this place.

The flames were spreading, but not only Wang Chaling's own flames, with the tall corpse as the core, an even stronger flame began to spread.

Step~Step~Step~......

The two old men beside Wang Chaling walked forward at the same time, and the flames were extinguished wherever the old man passed.

If you want to ignite the souls of the two remnants of the Republic of China, this flame is not enough, and it is almost the same to let the fire come.

The tall male corpse didn't seem to see the two dead souls approaching, and looked straight at Wang Chaling.

The highly decayed right hand was raised, and black blood continued to drip and melt into the puddle of sewage beneath his feet.

It wasn't any sewage, but a supernatural product formed by the blood dripping from the male corpse.

He waved his right hand lightly, as if he was greeting Wang Chaling normally, but it contained a special spiritual power.

"Summoning ghosts, I even got a copy of the ghost bride's supernatural spirit." Wang Chaling's body shattered violently, turning into a ray of blue light and merging into the ghost domain.

The souls of Wang Chaling's father and mother are hideous, moving forward from time to time, and backward from time to time.

The moment Wang Chaling realized that the situation was wrong, he had already moved through the ghost domain, but he failed to bring his parents.

"That ghost wasn't targeting me in the first place, but the ghosts of my parents." Wang Chaling realized that something was wrong.

"Father, you come back first, Mother, possess me!" He said without hesitation, and a middle-aged man appeared on a black and white photo in his pocket.

The mother's soul entered his body, and the curse from the bloodline made it much easier for Wang Chaling to affect the soul of the Wang family, and besides, this is not a ghost kiss Jin Niang recruiting ghosts.

At this time, a generation of revenant souls had also arrived in front of the male corpse, and the two revenant souls grabbed the male corpse at the same time.

The black blood stained the hands of the dead souls, but they didn't care, and kept pulling at the male corpse.

The thick darkness is dissipating, the light is returning, and Wang Chaling's vision is constantly recovering.

The ghost is restricted, but it doesn't mean that the supernatural land is restricted, the ghost is the core, but it has to return to the key position to play a role.

"Grandpa and grandma shot at the same time to suppress this male corpse, it is not difficult, and even dismemberment is not impossible."

Not all the masters of the supernatural land are over-specified, Li Lao has a lot of abilities, but the level of terror is not good, and it is useless to say anything.

"My purpose is not to dismember this corpse, which will directly disrupt the balance of the corpse, and it cannot be the key to balancing the supernatural land."

"Coffin, this black coffin is used to bury Li Lao, most likely it is the key point, let's get the body in first."

"It's really not good, just use the worst solution when the time comes."

There are many ways to limit the supernatural land, one is to ensure balance, and the other is to deal with all the ghosts.

There were two revenant souls, and Wang Chaling was not worried about the ghosts getting out of control, and he did not hesitate to move towards the black coffin.

As he approached the black coffin three meters.

An inexplicable suppressive force began to act on Wang Chaling's body, and the further he went, the stronger this suppressive force became.

It is not only Wang Chaling's body that is suppressed, but also the powerful ghosts that are controlled, but the powerful ghosts don't matter, they are immortal.

Wang Chaling couldn't, every time he took a step forward, he seemed to be able to hear the bones of his body rattling, and it seemed that all of them would collapse in the next moment.

In front, there were two ghosts or corpses quietly kneeling in front of the coffin to burn things, seeing this scene, Wang Chaling remembered the painting he had seen before.

Three people knelt in front of the coffin, one of whom was his king Chaling, and the painting seemed to be confirmed.

Is it a prophecy?

No, of course not, the prophecy will basically come true, but here, Wang Chaling's eyes swept coldly towards the black coffin, which was just a little confusing means.

A blood-colored candle appeared in his hand, and the dark green candlelight rose up, dispelling the terrifying oppressive force.

"A little more than a second."

That's why it is said that the red ghost candle is a pediatric resource, and in a supernatural event of this level, the red ghost candle will consume one in less than two seconds.

If it were Wang Chaling, an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to do anything at all in this time, but the current Wang Chaling is not an ordinary person.

The ghost domain spread out in an instant, and two revenant souls appeared on both sides of the black coffin, one left and one right, lifting them up.

A dark light streaked, and a short stick pierced directly through one of the corpses guarding the coffin, and then ...... Boom!

A flame rose up, and the red candle in his hand burned out.

Ps: The Wang family's generation claims to be able to brush the ghost lake alone, although it is a bit exaggerated, but the supernatural land will not all be at the level of the seven elders of the Republic of China, so it is reasonable to forcibly suppress it, right?

pps: Regarding the update, the courses and experiments are too time-consuming, and we can only change 4,000 a day.