A paper figure that was good enough to deal with a supernatural incident turned into ashes in an instant, and Liu San hadn't even figured out the process, which made him a little incredulous.

Zhang Xianguang glanced at him viciously, with a touch of coldness in his tone: "Paper man boy, you still have one last chance." ”

It is true that he has been planning ghost paintings for decades, but it does not mean that this painting is completely under his control, otherwise why would he need to specially train a He Yuelian.

The source of this ghost painting has a high degree of terror, and this is its home field, his concealment measures can't be stopped for long, once it fails, he will have to directly face the supernatural attack of this ghost, after all, it's just that the hand is nailed, and not all the supernatural is blocked, even if it's not a problem, but after all, it's a trouble, and if you can avoid it, you can avoid it.

Shen Lin also looked at Liu San with unkind eyes, the source of the ghost painting and the surroundings were a trouble for Zhang Xianguang, and it was a fatal crisis for the two of them.

"I was careless, there won't be a next time." Liu San also knew that he had made a mistake and wasted an opportunity because of greed.

His paper figure can steal some supernatural ghosts through some special mediums, and in the face of the existence of the source of ghost paintings, it is difficult for him to restrain his greed, but fortunately, the cards in Zhang Xianguang's hand are strong enough, otherwise this time the grass and snake will be exposed, and he may really have to be planted here.

Qin Lao, Shen Lin, Li Leping, and Wang Xiaoming, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and they are not as easy to fool as Li Jun, so Liu San really used his body to enter the ghost painting this time.

"Professor Wang, you gave me a terrible question this time." Liu San thought in his heart, and at the same time felt a little aggrieved, after all, he was a ghost rider who could be the captain, and he was calculated by an ordinary person to this point, so it was strange if he was not aggrieved.

"Ready!"

Zhang Xianguang's cold voice came, interrupting Liu San's somewhat chaotic thoughts, and looked at the pile of sludge next to Zhang Xianguang, layers of yellow paper gradually peeled off from Liu San's body, the scattered yellow paper could not be automatic, piled up into a humanoid body, the withered yellow skin quickly changed to the normal skin color of human beings, and the numb eyes gradually showed humanized fluctuations.

Liu San looked at the paper figure in front of him like a living person, and a touch of pain flashed in his eyes, he can build an ordinary paper figure with his hands, and he doesn't feel distressed at all when he uses it, but this paper figure is made by him with great difficulty, and there is no problem in dealing with a normal A-level supernatural event.

The paper man swayed to the edge of the mud next to Zhang Xianguang, scooped up a pile of sludge with one hand, and smeared it on his body frantically, the blood-colored skin was dull again, gradually withering and yellowing, and finally it was even more yellow than the initial appearance.

Its movements were fast, and in less than a minute, the pile of sludge that was almost half a person high was evenly smeared on its body, which made the already weird paper figure look more and more cold.

Zhang Xianguang glanced at it, made sure that there was no problem, and directly sent the paper figure out, the location was right next to a powerful ghost, and there was even contact.

But the ghost didn't even look at the paper man, and continued to wander around with paper ashes all over his body, as if he was patrolling.

Absorb the experience of the previous time.

Liu San no longer has superfluous thoughts, no matter how good the spirit is, there is no life, it is all vain, hundreds of meters away, the paper figure crossed over in an instant, and came directly to the woman's side.

There was no delay.

The withered yellow arm directly covered the candlestick, the paper ash fell from the sky, covering the withered yellow arm, the terrifying spirit contained in it, the withered yellow paper was gradually covered with gray, before the arm was completely covered and dissipated, the palm holding the candlestick was violently forced, and it was pulled up.

The next moment.

As before, without any warning, half of the paper man's body turned into ashes, and cold flames spread on the remnants, but in an instant, they burned it all.

"The things that can limit the source are not simple goods, and the degree of cleaning abroad is still not enough, and there are such good things left." Zhang Xianguang's eyes flickered, noticing the strange flames that burned the remains of the paper figure.

But he didn't waste much time on this, but after a second's effort, he recovered, looked at the woman who was slowly standing up, especially the white palms, and then looked at the terrifying figure that gradually surrounded him, and his face remained unchanged.

This situation is normal, when the source ghost is slightly restricted, the control of the surrounding situation has also decreased, and at the moment when the restriction is lifted, the terrifying supernatural erupts, and his means of not being able to stop the detection of ghost paintings.

Otherwise, he would not have found a ghost painting as the carrier of the Taoyuan plan, after all, a powerful ghost whose strength is not particularly strong, even if it becomes a paradise, it will be attacked by external supernatural sooner or later.

Glancing at the woman's slightly raised palm, Zhang Xianguang's eyes flickered, and a basketball-sized fluorescence suddenly appeared in his hand, throwing it directly towards the woman's raised palm, but it was blocked by an invisible spirit one meter away.

"It's time to go, and we'll clean up this mess later." Zhang Xianguang glanced at Shen Lin, turned around and walked outside.

Holding a big knife in his hand, any powerful ghost who is blocked is just a knife or a few knives for him, Shen Lin followed closely behind, holding an axe in his hand, and a red-clothed figure followed closely beside him, faintly showing signs of overlapping with Shen Lin, and he occasionally took action to clean up some supernatural things, which Zhang Xianguang deliberately left to him.

Liu San followed the two of them from afar, even if he would be caught up by the ghosts behind him, he didn't want to get too close to the two, his personality and views didn't match Zhang Xianguang.

………

All the way forward.

"This distance, plus supernatural interference, is about the same." Liu Sanshu stopped his steps and looked at the two people who had thrown him out more than a kilometer, his eyes were delicate.

"What's wrong?" Shen Lin looked at Zhang Xianguang and looked behind him, and asked with some doubts.

Zhang Xianguang retracted his gaze and shook his head: "It's nothing." ”

That paper boy was cautious enough to run away like this, leaving a paper figure to fool him.

"Liu San ran away?" Shen Lin is not stupid, he can understand what Zhang Xianguang is looking at after a little thought, after all, the one who can attract Zhang Xianguang's attention in this place is Liu San.

"Isn't that a normal thing? Don't you know? Zhang Xianguang said.

"Why would I know? After all, Liu San and I are only teaming up to deal with supernatural events for the first time, and we don't know a lot of information. Shen Lin said.

"I hope so."

"Go faster, a nail is pulled out, the next ghost painting will not be too small, we need to find a "stable" place to repair, the plague ghosts are too scattered, the horror level is not low, even if it is a ghost painting, it will take time to gather. ”

Zhang Xianguang's voice echoed in the gray world.

……………

Distance.

Liu San looked at the blood-colored number on the indicator in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "There are so many troubles, this Wei Jing was actually coerced so far away." ”

According to the comparison of this indicator with the actual distance, one unit represents five kilometers, and now, there are ten units on it.

Fifty km.

In the real world, this distance is only a matter of a few minutes, but in ghost paintings, this is not a difficult road.

Looking at the strange figure that was gradually approaching and the number that the indicator began to beat again, Liu San no longer delayed, and hurried towards the direction pointed by the indicator with all his might.

…………

"Old Qin!"

In the laboratory, Lu Zhiwen shouted to the old man who suddenly appeared.

"Hmm."

The old man nodded, expressing his memory, with a little tiredness on his face, people are getting old, although their strength is still there, but it makes people a little tired when they use it.

"The Hungry and the Wishing Ghost are ready, you see?" Li Leping stepped forward and pointed to the golden coffin in the corner and said.

"There is no need to worry about this matter, I have some things that need to be communicated with Qin Lao, and I need the two of you to avoid it first." Wang Xiaoming said suddenly.

Another few hours passed, the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more, his temperament became more decadent, and he felt that he could die suddenly at any time.

Lu Zhiwen naturally had nothing to say in the face of Wang Xiaoming's request, so he naturally left the laboratory, but Li Leping did not go out with him.

"Professor Wang, this time I came to J City beyond the time I originally arranged, I still have a few supernatural events to deal with and track, and the time to collect it for the dead doll is almost up."

"You can go back to Okawa." Wang Xiaoming's eyes were dark, so people didn't know what he was thinking, but Li Leping didn't care so much, nodded at Qin Lao, said hello, and took advantage of the fact that the laboratory had not yet entered a lockdown state, and directly drove the ghost smoke away.

"Is there any hope for Wei Jing?"

Without asking about the situation of the Gu Palace, Wang Xiaoming went directly to the topic and asked the questions he needed to know the most, which was also the key to the success of this plan.

Qin Lao was silent for a moment and said, "You are in a bit of a hurry, it is best to go with the flow." ”

"You are about to take a curtain call, the headquarters must ensure that their combat power will not be too bad, and the human race also needs some powerful ghost tamers, you understand very well that people like Wang Chaling and Yang Jian, they may not be too bad in the future you see, but for now, their protection range is limited to their own one acre and three points of land, and the rest of the ghost tamers are not bad."

"The headquarters really needs a group of powerful ghost riders to stabilize the current situation, so that more lives can be saved, Lu Zhiwen is strong in intelligence, and his combat power is not good, Cao Yang inherited Fang Shiming's ghost, plus some other things, the combat power may be enough, but he is restricted too much, not to mention Li Jun, Ah Hong, He Yin'er, if Professor Wang's plan can succeed, let Wei Jing achieve that special state, it will be of great help to Guoj and the headquarters."

This was not said by Wang Xiaoming, but from the computer on the desk, a video call was connected at some point, and an old man with gorgeous hair and wrinkles appeared on the computer screen.

"I'll pull him back, this is the last time."

…………………

Yuqing Palace.

The light of jade Ruyi shines in the vast hall, and the white jade carved figures reflect the dazzling colors.

The strange music echoed in the main hall, crisp and ethereal, like the music listened to by the immortals in the sky, and it should not be heard by mortals.

But in Wang Chaling's ears, under this beautiful music, there is a resentful voice from the underworld, and the inexplicable tone evokes the most primitive fear of human beings.

The thick darkness permeated Wang Chaling's body, and the three figures loomed in the darkness, and the Wang family's supernatural spirit was always around Wang Chaling.

At this time.

There are only a few pieces left in the chess box, and there are only a few empty spots left on one of the chessboards, and the terrifying spirits are fiercely competing above, and the remaining few empty positions are constantly changing.

There was only a very short section of sandalwood left not far away, and Wang Chaling estimated that according to the previous burning speed, this remaining bit could probably last for a minute.

Of course, this is only an estimate.

The confrontation with the supernatural greatly distracted him, and he paid attention to the passage of time, but not much, and he could not necessarily grasp the details.

"To be on the safe side, I have to keep the advantage for the next few tens of seconds to make sure I win."

A Jedi reversal is not desirable and does not suit the situation, the battle for the chessboard is going on every moment, and a little slack will lead to heavy losses.

Thinking like this, Wang Chaling didn't have any hands, and all the supernatural moments except for the three revenant souls covered the chessboard.

Almost at the same time as this power erupted, the power that was evenly matched with him burst out on the body of the demon on the opposite side, and a fierce battle began.

But the adjustment of the power of the powerful ghost also takes time, not much, but it is enough for Wang Chaling to seize that fleeting opportunity and occupy some insignificant advantages.

The burning of sandalwood continues.

The chessboard was already blurry, and even Wang Chaling's own eyes couldn't see the placement on the chessboard clearly, so he simply gave up his eyes and relied on the supernatural to perceive the situation.

The souls of the parents don't know when they will complete the superposition, and the black and white phantom coincides with Wang Chaling's figure, but the supernatural connection has been established, and the overlap of each other's spirits can be completed at any time.

The darkness spread past, providing Wang Chaling with a special perspective to closely observe the burning of that incense.

One second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds.........

At the moment when the last spark was extinguished, a powerful force suddenly erupted on the opposite side, and the essence of its composition remained unchanged, and the horror of each part was the same as that of each part controlled by Wang Chaling, but in terms of use, the ghost perfectly integrated these spirits, and the horror that erupted far exceeded the power when used alone.

This is the biggest counterattack of the ghosts, this way is in line with the rules, and it is also fair, after all, its supernatural essence is the same, it's just a matter of skills.

Wang Chaling knew this, and he also knew how to use his advantages, and he didn't let his family background be pressed at the beginning, and let the ghosts reproduce all the spirits in one go.

The existence of the revenant soul is very special, they are used by Wang Chaling, but they do not completely belong to Wang Chaling, in the judgment of this mountain, as long as Wang Chaling does not directly let the revenant soul assist, the spirit of the revenant soul will not be reproduced, at least on the surface.

So.

At the moment before the outbreak of the ghosts, the overlapping souls submerged into Wang Chaling's body, and the supernatural overlap was completed at this moment, and at the same time as the outbreak of the ghosts, almost the same power burst out from Wang Chaling, forcing it back strongly.

The spark was extinguished, and the situation on the chessboard was already clear, it was Wang Chaling who won, but there was no joy of victory on his face.

The three revenant souls withdrew from his body at the same time, Wang Chaling's face was pale and spread to the ground, the extreme pain spread throughout his body, and the spirit that belonged to him consumed the erosion of the curse.

(End of chapter)