Wang Chaling: "??? ”

Wang Chaling looked at Ye Zhen who rushed up with some confusion, but immediately understood Ye Zhen's thoughts, and he probably thought that he was under the influence of a powerful ghost.

This kind of thing is normal, even Wang Chaling himself has such doubts at the moment he comes out, after all, that mountain is too terrifying, and it is not impossible to create an illusion that is enough to make Wang Chaling unable to distinguish between illusion and reality, but he has determined the truth through some small means.

And that method is more special, it is only suitable for Wang Chaling to use, not very suitable for Ye Zhen, it seems normal to have such a performance.

But.

Normal is normal, this does not become a reason for Wang Chaling to tolerate Ye Zhen's "presumptuousness", so the revenant who was sitting in a nearby seat stood up and greeted him.

It is inconvenient to use the supernatural on the supernatural bus, and it is difficult to use the supernatural, four (revenant) fights one (Ye Zhen), plus the revenant has no feeling at all, but in a few minutes, Ye Zhen was defeated.

However, Ye Zhen is obviously not a person who gives up so easily, and he struggled several times, but he was defeated in the hands of the revenant, and he couldn't get to Wang Chaling.

"That's almost enough, right?" Wang Chaling got up and walked to a vacant seat not far from Ye Zhen and sat down, and told Ye Zhen most of what had happened.

Some things about Zhang Dong, Yu Pei, and his grandfather were selectively hidden by Wang Chaling, and these things were vague except for Zhang Dong.

"How, believe it or not?"

"Believe, I believe, Wang Wudi, quickly call your family back and let me go." Ye Zhen said with an aggrieved face.

Out of consideration for Ye Zhen's good face, when Wang Chaling let the revenant soul attack, he deliberately let them avoid Ye Zhen's face, only hit the body, and did not let Ye Zhen be forced to kneel, but the limbs were carried by the revenant, and the whole person was suspended in the air, so that he could not exert his strength again.

Seeing that Ye Zhen was "soft", and his expression did not seem to be fake, Wang Chaling directly asked the revenant soul to put it down, regardless of the authenticity, with the absolute suppression of the revenant, Ye Zhen couldn't make any small moves.

Of course.

Ye Zhen actually believed it a little, if this was created by a powerful ghost, there would always be some "special" place, and there was a high probability that he would not play with Ye Zhen like this, and he would die directly.

In the final analysis, in Ye Zhen's cognition, the existence of powerful ghosts, no matter what kind of ghost they are, is basically born for killing, and occasionally there are people who play tricks, and they will not last so long, which can be used as a basis for Ye Zhen's judgment.

"Ahem."

Ye Zhen found a place to sit down, looked at the blood gate in the oblique direction, looked at a few illusory souls, and finally fixed his eyes on Wang Chaling, coughed lightly, and said: "Wang Wudi, can you say what you just said again, I have something to sort out." ”

When Wang Chaling spoke just now, Ye Zhen thought that the ghost was fooling him, so he listened, but he didn't listen completely, and he missed a lot of information.

"I have a hunch that I will definitely have contact with this mountain in the future and learn more information, so as not to be caught off guard by sudden encounters later." Ye Zhen frowned slightly, with his character, he usually wouldn't ask for any information, but the matter about this mountain did make him a little uneasy...... There is even some fear.

It's a bit fantasy to say, but for a ghost rider of his level, some hunches in his heart will probably come true in the future, according to the speculation of some brick families, this is probably related to some potential connections between the supernatural, when the supernatural is strong enough, even if he doesn't have the ability to predict the future, he can detect some dangers.

"Ugh."

Wang Chaling was not surprised by Ye Zhen's thoughts, if Ye Zhen stayed in the small courtyard and went up the mountain as a "guest", then after leaving, he would no longer have any entanglement with that mountain.

But he did some more things, broke the rules, and came to see the Hanging Mountain as an "escape~fan", even if it was not as deep as Wang Chaling, but in the end it was related.

"Wang Wudi, if you have something to say, don't look at me like this." Ye Zhen looked at Wang Chaling's strange eyes, feeling uncomfortable all over, and inexplicably felt as if he was a generation shorter.

Wang Chaling's face darkened, he was silent for a moment, and retold the matter, especially the part about why Ye Zhen was recruited.

…………

Meanwhile.

Inside an ancient house in the forest.

The scene projected by the stone mirror did not disappear because of Wang Chaling's departure, and its projection medium was the imprint of Zhang Dong.

At the foot of the mountain, the big tree, the Shangqing Palace......... The picture was circulating everywhere, Meng Xiaodong and Jiang Lan were watching carefully, and the latter's eyes flashed with amazement from time to time.

Only Zhang Dong, who was sitting above, flashed a contemplative look in his eyes from time to time, and his attention was not on those pictures, in Wang Chaling's experience, he deliberately concealed something, and at the same time eliminated the retrospective supernatural.

Regarding Zhang Dong's strange appearance, Jiang Lan didn't notice it, she usually didn't look at Zhang Dong, occasionally, it was just a flash, Meng Xiaodong noticed it, but Jiang Lan was by her side, and she didn't ask too much, her expression was a little complicated, but it turned normal in an instant.

The invisible supernatural spread, and an old woman walked out from behind Meng Xiaodong, sat in the vacated position of Meng Xiaodong, and looked at the projected picture seriously.

Jiang Lan didn't feel anything different during the whole process, and he didn't know that the people sitting next to him had changed, under normal circumstances, even if it was a figure of the level of the Seventh Elder, as long as it was not Zhang Dong, a super-large-scale person, with Jiang Lan's strength and the direction of specialized consciousness, it would not be like this.

But who made Meng Xiaodong know Jiang Lan too well, before he was not so strong that he could not solve it, after the intelligence of the ghost rider was understood, it was only difficult, not impossible, to make a target.

"The picture of the boy from the Wang family is missing, and the eldest brother also shot once, is there something wrong with the mountain?" Meng Xiaodong asked.

"Well, the Wang family seems to have something to do with that mountain, I saw the old ghost of the Wang family, and the subsequent retrospectives are not bad, and it seems that I only stayed on the surface when I went before." Zhang Dong's voice was a little flat, and his numb eyes became sharper and sharper.

After summarizing the supernatural almost as much, Zhang Dong went to the mountain again to deal with some things, but he didn't find out the relationship between the Wang family and the mountain, although he felt that there must be some secrets in it, but considering some factors, the mountain didn't move, so he just made some agreements, and didn't care much.

But now.

A corner of the secret has been revealed in front of him, just need to go down the vine, maybe you can reveal a lot of things, such a temptation, Zhang Dong is also a little moved.

In the second point, some things about this mountain can be regarded as a demon in Zhang Dong's heart, and it is normal to say that the things of this mountain are also a thorn in Zhang Dong's heart.

The thorn can be treated as if it doesn't exist when nothing is touched, but when it is possible to remove it............

Meng Xiaodong saw what Zhang Dong meant, and said with some hesitation: "Big brother, do you want to go to investigate the situation?" ”

She believes that Zhang Dong's strength is not wrong, but after all, their bodies are not as good as before, rashly going to a very terrifying and strange spiritual place, if there is any accident, the prepared back hand will not be used, causing the eldest brother's powerful ghost to get out of control, and no one in this world can deal with it.

Not to mention that when the person who can end the supernatural era appears, it is estimated that in less than half a year, the whole world will have to fall, and evil ghosts will wreak havoc everywhere.

To a certain extent, the most dangerous thing in this world is not the so-called S-class supernatural events, but the old people who are about to die.

"I'm measured, I'm just going to see it, and I don't need my main body to appear, some of the gadgets left over from the past can just come in handy." A smile tugged at Zhang Dong's thin face, a small obsession, not enough to do that - if the mountain got out of control, it would be almost the same.

A humanoid sculpture about two meters tall appeared outside the ancient mansion, and the gray sculpture gradually dyed the color of human skin, but in a few seconds, a strong man with numb eyes took the place of the sculpture, looked at the ancient mansion behind him, and walked along the path towards the woods.

"Just let him go."

……………

J City.

Liu San carried a corpse and fled frantically, this corpse was Wei Jing's, killed by the plague ghost, and became a part of the plague ghost after death, under Wang Xiaoming's instructions, Liu San snatched it out of the hands of the plague ghost.

It's just that the price is not small, after paying a few paper figures, Liu San is still chased by a large number of ghosts, these are all ghosts infected by plague ghosts.

Some of them are powerful ghosts that were originally in the painting, and some are infected during the spread of plague ghosts, and they were recruited back by the source of ghost paintings.

"More than 20 ghosts dragged me down, and it only took a minute to get to the source...... This lineup is enough to tear me apart, if Professor Wang doesn't make the next plan, then I can only abandon Wei Jing. "Liu San didn't understand what magic Wei Jing's corpse had, and he could actually let the plague ghosts and ghost paintings send so many powerful ghosts to chase after him.

Something similar to paper ash continued to fall from the sky, surrounded by this kind of ash, which had been piled up very high, and the dots of fluorescence were mixed in it, making the dim world a little brighter, countless terrifying figures and buildings swept by Liu San's side, and sometimes he would accidentally break in, and the price was just a few more pursuers behind him.

The supernatural of the plague ghost is gradually merging with the ghost painting, which is not simply the kind of fusion that incorporates the plague ghost into its own ghost domain, but a complementary ...... Can it be roughly understood as coloring a painting?

Everything originated from Zhang Xianguang's plan, he wanted to use the source of the ghost painting to gather all the plague ghosts and solve them in one go.

The plan is very smooth, but it goes a little too well, the source of the ghost painting is the ghost for everything in the painting, especially the existence that has been dyed by its supernatural spirit, with a strong restraint effect, not only in this ghost domain, even the fluorescence in the paintings scattered outside, was also forcibly brought back - the scattered plague ghosts can't resist too strongly, when they start to organize resistance, a considerable part of the plague ghosts have been taken away by the ghost paintings, and the follow-up is just a frog that can't escape from boiling in warm water, That's when the plan started to get out of hand.

The plague ghost was recruited into the hands of the source of the ghost painting, but it was not as Zhang Xianguang thought, his back hand did not play a role, the plague ghost was forcibly controlled by the ghost painting, and the same S-level fluorescence was in front of the completely out of control ghost picture, the power of resistance barely lasted long, so that the horror of the ghost painting has risen a lot, and it is foreseeable that with the gradual "return" of the plague ghost and the supernatural, the horror of the ghost painting will rise.

Liu San, who obtained part of Zhang Xianguang's plan from Wang Xiaoming, thought badly about Zhang Xianguang's possible expression now - the ghost painting that had been struggling for most of his life had come up with such a situation, which directly brought a devastating blow to the subsequent use.

The simple ghost painting Zhang Xianguang has been laid out for so long, although it is because of Qin Lao, but it is also inseparable from the horror of the ghost painting, and now the horror level has risen a lot, and many methods will not be used in the current ghost painting.

The fact is just as Liu San thought, Zhang Xianguang and Shen Lin are now hiding in a ghost painting space, looking at the fluorescent ghosts raging everywhere from afar, they didn't take anything, and they were not chased and killed by a group of ghosts like Liu San.

"What should I do next, I guess you won't be able to get started with this ghost painting." Shen Lin said calmly, he knew that Zhang Xianguang had ideas about ghost paintings, and it didn't take long for him to team up with Zhang Xianguang and take the initiative to expose it, and it was not a problem to talk about it.

Giving up ghost painting?

Zhang Xianguang has never had this kind of idea, and he has been planning for decades without mentioning it, just because of the particularity of ghost painting, it is impossible to find a similar ghost, and then spend more than ten or twenty years, or even more time to plan.

"Wait and see, ghost paintings and plague ghosts have a certain complementarity, but after all, they are not ghost dyes, and it may not be impossible to separate them." Zhang Xianguang said in a deep voice.

"Besides, the complementarity of ghost paintings and plague ghosts, what is more anxious should be the so-called ghost rider headquarters, try to see if your contact is connected, and tell them about the situation."

Shen Lin's face remained unchanged: "It's useless, if I can get in touch, the news that I teamed up with you would have been notified by Liu San a long time ago, and they would have known the situation inside, even if they didn't know, what I said, do you think they would still believe it?" ”

Zhang Xianguang didn't speak, but his eyes and the big knife that flashed with cold light told Shen Lin that he had no choice, either he tried to notify him, or he would turn his face now.

Shen Lin raised his hands, his face full of helplessness: "Anyway, everyone is in the same boat now, there is no need to do this, right?" Isn't it okay for me to notify? ”

After that, he took out the satellite phone of the headquarters in front of Zhang Xianguang, and found that Zhang Xianguang looked at him with some suspicion: "The headquarters was created later, and the resources are not comparable to yours, and we are not the ghost masters of the headquarters, and we can only rely on this to communicate." ”

"Okay."

This reason is barely possible, but obviously, Zhang Xianguang still maintains a skeptical attitude, but this doubt does not last long.

In the dim world, only a little fluorescence provides a little insignificant light, but at this moment, a faint light shines somewhere, and the fluorescence and ashes are gradually dissipating along the path of the light "passing by".

The silhouette of a bus looms in the ashes.

(End of chapter)