The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 191 The Silence of the Lambs

Wen Zhong was shocked, he still underestimated the horror of this ghost, the other party saw through his ghost domain with just one glance.

And this strange feeling in Ghost Domain...

There is no doubt that this is the illusory ghost controlled by He Youxu. He suffered a lot when he was in the laboratory building. If he hadn't used the ghost candle, he would have almost died in that corridor.

Now, this strange feeling has once again invaded his ghost domain, but the difference is that the other party is also in his own ghost domain.

"Is this the slender ghost next to Fang Diyuan?" Wen Zhong saw it clearly, and what appeared was not Fang Diyuan whose consciousness had been stolen by the thinking ghost as he expected, but the ghost beside him.

But if it's not a thinking ghost, how can this virtualization be explained?

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying idea appeared in his mind. Could the thinking ghost be spliced ​​together with this slender ghost? This can also explain why the other party has a virtual ghost.

"No wonder." Wen Zhong clenched the guillotine tightly, staring fixedly at the slender ghost not far away, "So Fang Diyuan is still alive now, or is he dead?"

The next moment, the slender figure suddenly moved, slowly moving forward in Wen Zhong's haunted area, and its target was the Liangyi Temple where Dai Zhibin was.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zhong's heart sank slightly. Although he knew that the ghost domain alone could not stop this terrifying ghost, he did not expect that the other party could invade in such an understatement.

This is really... a bit embarrassing.

"Wang Muyou, you and Dai Zhibin retreat from here first." Wen Zhong took advantage of the gap between Li Gui's advance and turned around to shout inside Liangyi Temple.

"I see." Wang Muyou shouted.

Then Wang Muyou's figure appeared at the door of the secret room in the depths of Liangyi Temple. Behind him was a scorched shadow, with a vague human silhouette lying in the middle, which looked extremely strange.

When these charred shadows approached Wang Muyou, they actively avoided him and chose to smear them on the walls on both sides.

Because he was protected by the Laughing Ghost's ghost, these scorched shadows could not pose a threat to him for the time being, but it would be hard to say if they were eroded for a long time.

Soon, Wang Muyou left Liangyi Temple with Dai Zhibin who was still in a coma.

Seeing Wang Muyou and the others leave, the slender ghost turned its head stiffly, its eyes sewn with black thread kept shaking, as if observing the direction they left.

Immediately afterwards, the black and red haze gradually gathered towards it, and Wen Zhong's ghost domain was also completely invaded at this moment.

"It can't drag on any longer, this ghost actually wants to attack Wang Muyou." Wen Zhong's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a big problem with this slender ghost.

At this moment, it is completely obeying the instinct of the ghost. It stands to reason that if it combines with the thinking ghost, then the thinking ghost's own ability to suppress the law of killing should be inherited.

But now, its actions are a very good interpretation of what a ghost's instinct is.

Wen Zhong's face turned cold, and he appeared behind the slender ghost in an instant. He raised the guillotine in his hand without hesitation, aimed at Li Gui's neck and chopped it down, trying to dismember him with this knife.

"Crack-"

The slender ghost may feel threatened, or it may be because it still has the consciousness of a thinking ghost.

It turned around abruptly, not paying any attention to the sound of its neck breaking due to excessive force.

The guillotine slashed, but it didn't hit the slender ghost. His arm holding the guillotine was tightly clamped by a skinny arm, and there was a crisp bone cracking sound.

And the dry and chapped grimace of the slender ghost was twisted and entwined at this moment, as if he was angry.

The next moment, its mouth, which was split up to the ear but also sewn up with black thread, began to tremble, as if it wanted to break free from the shackles of the black thread, and repeat the scene where the thinking ghost bit Du Baige's throat.

As it opened its mouth, a cold, rancid smell instantly swept around.

With the help of the faint light from the ghost domain, Wen Zhong could clearly see the neat rows of teeth in its mouth, which were as fine and sharp as sewing needles.

A rotten and suffocating smell emanated from its mouth, causing Wen Zhong to frown deeply.

This is not over yet, the black and red light began to slowly spread towards Wen Zhong's direction, and the surrounding trees, ground and even the air turned into a strange stick figure.

It is conceivable that once eroded by this light, the living will die immediately, and even the ghost master will fall into a situation where life is worse than death.

Wen Zhong gritted his teeth, a pale and stiff ghost hand suddenly stretched out from an inconceivable angle, bypassing the blurred light, and suddenly grabbed the twisted neck of the slender ghost.

The ghost hand holding the guillotine was still firmly restrained by the opponent, Wen Zhong had no choice but to rely on the ghost hand's spatial supernatural power to temporarily restrain this terrifying ghost.

As the strength of his hand increased, the sound of bone breaking sounded again, and his ghost hand naturally strengthened, but it was not enough to directly use it to twist this level of ghost.

Although it was much stronger than before, he still felt like he was twisting a well-oiled iron ball, and he had nowhere to focus at the moment.

Seeing that the black thread in Li Gui's mouth was about to be torn off, Wen Zhong's forehead oozes a trace of cold sweat. He knows very well that if this bite really bites down, there will probably be one less Li Gui in his body.

"Gollum—"

A cloudy, cold and bloodshot eyeball tore the flesh between the eyebrows and popped out. It was constantly turning, as if it was looking at the slender ghost standing in front of it.

The abilities of ghosts cannot be used continuously. For ghost masters, it is impossible to use the abilities of one ghost all the time. They need to restrain each other and maintain a spiritual balance.

At the very moment, the third ghost driven by Wen Zhong appeared, stealing part of the ghostly pupils of the thinking ghost. The level of horror was already incomparable, and it instantly tore the chapped skin of the slender ghost.

Soon, there was a sound of skin being torn apart, and strange eyeballs appeared one after another on its face, wrist, and neck, and even those eyeballs kept turning.

The cracks are still extending, it seems that the ghost pupil alone can dismember the terrifying ghost in front of him.

But soon this mutation stopped. On the contrary, this mutation began to act on Wen Zhong's body, and cracks continued to tear his skin, exposing Senhan's white bones.

Ghost Tong's spirit couldn't nail the opponent, but it still made the slender ghost's body stagnate for an instant.

(End of this chapter)