The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 244

Looking at the cold pool in front of him, Wen Zhong felt a bit of a headache. The moment the ghost domain came into contact with the pool, it froze, and the ghost hand couldn't penetrate into the pool, and the ghost pupil was even more impossible.

Wanting to return to Baiyang Village in reality, he seems to have only one choice left, which is to dive into the pool and swim back.

"The key to swimming back from here is not oxygen, but temperature. Ordinary people may freeze to death if they fall into it, let alone diving first and then swimming to the other side."

Although he knew it was impossible, no matter how you looked at it, Su Changguang's proposal looked like a trap, a death trap specially designed to trap him.

Just when Wen Zhong was worrying about how to get out of this supernatural place, the scene changed and he came to Baiyang Village in reality.

Inside a certain residential house, a man with a dirty, decadent expression like a beggar was sitting on a wooden bench.

A skinned corpse was hanging upside down in front of him. Right below the corpse was a stack of neatly stacked human skins. There were also various strange ghost tattoos tattooed on the human skin. It trembled slightly, as if it was about to break free from the human skin.

There was an old woodworking planer on his lap, and blood dripped from the edge of the knife, forming a pool of blood on the ground. The man closed his eyes as if enjoying it very much.

The body kept shaking with the rhythm of the blood dripping, as if entering a peaceful dream, which was unbearable to be disturbed.

Suddenly, the man opened his somewhat decadent eyes, and the blood from the edge of the planer stopped flowing. It seemed that everything around him came to a standstill at this moment.

a long time.

The man stood up from the wooden bench, raised one foot and stepped directly on the neatly stacked human skin, and the expression on his face changed from decadence to a little impatience.

As time passed, the expression on the man's face gradually became more relaxed, and turned back to the initial decadence.

"That puppet was actually killed by someone, who would have done it?" The man seemed to be talking to himself or asking questions to the corpse. The whole scene made people feel a little creepy.

"Is it Song Xin, a tailor? No, he probably doesn't have the guts. Is that Su Yue, a ghost snake? No, she probably won't be the kind of person who likes to make trouble out of nowhere, so who could it be?"

The man paced back and forth in front of the corpse, the expression on his face was still very decadent, with no trace of anger visible.

He had already kicked that piece of human skin aside, and it was spreading flat on the ground at this moment, and a human-shaped outline had been raised in the middle of the human skin, but the man continued to talk to himself as if he hadn't seen it.

"Was it the ghost hunter Wang Muyou or that newcomer? No, they don't have the ability. In this way, there is only one candidate left. I didn't expect to confront the people from the headquarters here."

The man sighed, then waved his hand casually, and saw that something seemed to be pressing on the half-swelled skin, and the human skin returned to silence in an instant.

"Wen Zhong, became famous for helping Chen Zhanluo solve the thinking ghost incident. It was a genuine Transcendent A-level incident, almost comparable to the S-level starving ghost incident, hum."

While speaking, the man showed deep disdain for the headquarters.

"The headquarters of the ghost master is quite interesting. He even chose to let Chen Zhanluo take the blame. If he really chooses to take action, will the thinking ghost incident take so long? The probability is Wen Zhong and him Solve this supernatural event by yourself."

"In this case, this person is a bit interesting. He has the ability and motivation to get rid of my ghost puppet."

The man grinned, as if he had discovered some novel toy, and Wen Zhong had been locked in his heart, not because of the puppet, it was just an introduction.

"Speaking of which, Chen Zhanluo disappeared in the middle of escorting the thinking ghost. The headquarters actually chose to suppress such a big matter. It seems that this incident is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

The man smiled even more happily, his mouth was almost grinning to the ears, and his whole body looked like a lunatic who had escaped from a mental hospital.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, the upside-down corpse in front of him let out a weak groan, and the human skin spread out on the ground began to stir again at this moment.

"Ah~ah~ah~" The man opened his mouth in surprise when he saw the resurrected corpse in front of him, but then laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha, No. [-], you are still alive!"

"No, no, no, I should call you ghost Wang Qing so that I can show more respect for you. I was worried that you were really dead. After all, picking out the bones of a dead body is meaningless."

The man's laughter became more and more maniacal, but Wang Qing's skinned face looked gloomy. He never thought that he would end up in such a fate.

"Yan Huanchao, for the sake of the ticket, give me a good time." Wang Qing looked at the man named Yan Huanchao with blank eyes, and there was even a little begging in his eyes , eager look.

Once upon a time, he was also a powerful ghost master, and his body and mind had already been completely eroded by the ghosts, but facing Yan Huanchao, he still couldn't help being afraid of the other party from the bottom of his heart.

The opponent's method was really weird. The ghosts he controlled were pulled out of his body one by one by the opponent, and even the skin with ghost tattoos on his body was peeled off.

This process was extremely cruel, and he passed out several times, but was rescued by the other party forcefully with various means. As a result, he continued to be tortured by the other party just like now.

"Ticket, by the way, it is true that the ticket you finally found in Baiyang Village 20 years ago was easily snatched away by me, so how do you feel now?" Yan Huanchao mocked Wang Qing wantonly , As he spoke, he even stroked the exposed ribs of the other party with his hands.

"Oh, it's really boring, I'll give you a good time."

As soon as these words came out, a gleam of hope appeared in Wang Qing's eyes. For him now, death was a great relief, which meant that he finally didn't have to face Yan Huan Chao again.

However, the next moment.

Yan Huanchao tilted his head to one side, and said with a smile: "I'm lying to you, I like you so much, how can I give you a good time, you'd better stay here obediently until I find the next toy. "

At this moment, for Wang Qing, Yan Huanchao in front of him was more terrifying and more desperate than all the ghosts he had ever seen.

(End of this chapter)