The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 339 Reversing the Situation

"Huh? Where's that old thing?"

Suddenly, Li Leping's eyes narrowed, because he found that the old man who was standing not far from the door just now had disappeared.

Originally, he was already ready to fight the old man desperately.

But now, the old man who blocked everyone like a door god disappeared.

The place where the old man was originally was was empty, and no one was seen.

"It's gone? Could it be that the old thing is really the new identity of the ghost messenger, but it was suppressed by the ghost painting, and now it's moved to an unknown place?"

Such a thought flashed through Li Leping's mind. While walking forward, Li Leping turned his head and glanced at the three-story house that was in darkness.

But then, his eyes narrowed suddenly.

At some point, there was a portrait hanging in front of the gate of the three-story house.

Gu Li and the others were not too far away from the three-story house, and they could vaguely see it by the candlelight in their hands. It seemed to be a portrait of an old man, but because the light was dim, Li Leping couldn't see it clearly no matter what. For the whole picture of the old man's portrait, only the lower half of the old man's face can be seen in the dark.

The corners of the mouth are raised, as if smiling the lower half of the face.

"What the hell."

The unexplainable scene immediately made Li Leping's scalp tingle.

The old man blocking the way disappeared, and another portrait with the old man appeared in front of the gate of the three-story house.

"There's no time to think about this, it's time to go."

Li Leping didn't waste time thinking about these unanswerable questions in this weird and unknown place.

Immediately, he moved on.

Gu Li and the others behind him didn't know that Li Leping saw the portrait when they turned their heads because they had already distanced themselves. They thought Li Leping was looking back to observe their situation.

Therefore, the four of them did not expect at all that the disappearing old man turned into a portrait again, and it was just in front of the door not far behind them, as if watching them go.

Not wanting to stay longer in this unknown place, Li Leping went all the way.

However, just after he advanced tens of meters.

Suddenly, he stopped.

While they were advancing, as expected, strange and terrifying figures came out of the oil painting and approached Li Leping from all directions.

"Step, step!"

Not only in front of him, but also behind them came the sound of footsteps.

The sound of footsteps was chaotic and dull, as if there were many cold dead bodies walking on the road, and the specific number of people could not be heard at all, which showed how alarming the number of ghosts approached.

Maybe these ghosts are not very scary, but in this dark and oppressive atmosphere, Gu Li and the others are also a little numb, the clothes are wet with cold sweat, and the hand holding the ghost candle is unavoidable. Trembling slightly.

The originally stable situation collapsed in an instant.

Just as Gu Li expected, those four ghosts were just the first ones to come out of the oil painting.

But now, the real danger begins to come.

It was densely packed, and many figures emerged nearby.

These are ghosts that have fallen on the ground and come out of the oil paintings on the walls.

The falling portrait seems to represent that the ghost inside will be released.

All of a sudden, the originally fairly spacious road became a little congested. The front and rear were filled with the sound of ghosts approaching.

The five of Li Leping only explored the seventh house in Huanggang Village, but the current situation shows that the houses further away have also been eroded by ghost paintings. The evidence is that many ghosts are approaching from behind them.

On the road that has been dyed gray and white, more and more figures appeared. There are men and women, old and young among these figures, but everyone's complexion is extremely dark, revealing a strange dead silence.

There were also some special figures. After seeing them clearly, I realized that these figures were not human bodies at all, but strange things one by one. Some were people made of blackened blood, and some seemed to be carved out of a certain piece of wood. The wooden man looks like a person formed from a pool of water, and the pool of water smells like corpse water, exuding a disgusting stench.

"This... so many?" Ah Hong looked at the countless figures, feeling a little desperate.

Not only him, but the expressions of the others were also extremely pale, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

The ghost candle in Gu Li's hand burned violently at this moment, and the flame continued to expand and explode, as if it was stimulating energy to prevent the ghost from continuing to approach.

But relying on ghost candles alone won't last long.

The village is full of ghosts.

It is impossible for the ghost candle to burn for a long time under such a siege.

Apart from the unusually quietness and the ghosts trapped in the houses, the previous Huanggang Village was actually not dangerous.

However, at this moment, Huanggang Village has transformed into a taboo place full of dangers.

Because, countless ghosts are gradually approaching them.

"It's really troublesome..."

Li Leping looked at the slowly approaching figures, frowning.

He was at the forefront, so of course he could clearly see what these approaching ghosts looked like.

But no matter how ugly these ghosts are, or how bad the smell is, it doesn't matter to him.

The only thing he felt about the seriousness of the situation was that there were too many ghosts approaching, far beyond his imagination.

Just the ghosts approaching in front of him, at least a dozen or so.

With more than a dozen ghosts approaching, even with superimpositions of ghosts looking for people and sleepwalking ghosts, it is impossible to completely suppress these ghosts.

The spirits of the ghosts looking for people and sleepwalking ghosts were scattered by the group of ghosts, and they couldn't suppress these approaching ghosts immediately. At most, they could only slow down their approaching pace and make their stiff movements slower.

"Looks like..."

But just when Li Leping made up his mind to use other means.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

The pale sick skin seemed to have suffered some terrible curse, and corpse spots began to grow on it. The horrible curse was depriving Li Leping of his life, making him feel more and more cold.

The ghost's attack came so suddenly, before he made a plan, a certain mortal law of killing had already been triggered, and then, a certain ghost just followed him like this.

"Is that the ghost thing?"

Realizing that he was being attacked, Li Leping turned his head suddenly, followed the extraordinarily cold aura to search for the past, and his eyes instantly locked on a figure approaching.

It was an old man with a hunched back, wearing an old-fashioned long gown, his skin was covered with corpse spots, and a pair of gray, dead eyes stared straight at Li Leping.

"Go to hell."

Suddenly, Li Leping's gaze became fierce, and the corpse spots on his body also began to fade.

He forgot the memory of the attack, allowing his body to quickly recover under the supernatural influence of the Forgotten Ghost.

Before the corpse spots completely faded away, a blurry figure appeared in front of Li Leping.

It was an old man with a dead face and a lifeless body.

Without any spirit of respecting the old and caring for the young, Li Leping waved the short stick in his hand, and hit the old ghost directly on the head.

At any time, ghosts with the law of certain death should be dealt with first.

"Boom!"

The sound of the iron rod hitting the flesh echoed on the dark road.

Immediately, the head of the old man who was standing not far away was also hit by this stick. His head was sunken and his whole body lay down behind him, as if he had been knocked unconscious by this stick. After the personnel affairs were over, the cold feeling all over Li Leping's body also disappeared.

However, at the same time, the terrible price of using the short stick also appeared on Li Leping.

One of his arms has turned purple and black, as if the whole arm has been severely beaten with a stick, there is no good piece of meat on it, and all of it has turned into dead meat, exuding a rotten corpse smell.

"It can't be delayed, these ghosts in front of us must be dismembered, and the situation can be reversed in one breath."

The pain from his arm did not make Li Leping lose his mind, but made him more sober.

Immediately, with one arm already crippled, he showed a fierce look, and raised the arm that was still normal.

A normal arm, holding a scythe tightly in a normal palm.

The gold leaf on the handle of the scythe had already been torn off by Li Leping. Looking at the ghosts in front of him who were affected by the ghosts and sleepwalkers, he seemed to have made up his mind.

The next moment, he held the sickle's arm and swung it forward vigorously.

The movement of waving is like cutting straw in the countryside, and the location of Li Leping's waving of the knife is also very clever, it is probably waving towards the position a little lower than his waist.

Although judging from the degree of dismemberment, the best place to wield this knife is near the chest. A knife from left to right is enough to cut a person into four.

However, the ghosts that appeared in his sight now were not only ghosts that looked like adults, but also some ghosts that looked like children. If this knife was swung to the chest, it would not be able to cut these short ghosts.

Without any bells and whistles, and without any hesitation, just raising your hand is a knife.

With one strike, the thighs or necks of the dozen or so ghosts in front of them were all dismembered by an invisible sickle.

"what--!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

There were bursts of ear-piercing screams in front of him, and accompanied by a dull sound, the legs belonging to a ghost, or the head of a little ghost fell to the ground.

In this way, a dozen ghosts were directly divided into two parts, or even three parts by the scythe.

The level of terror is instantly reduced.

"uh-huh……"

However, Li Leping couldn't help but let out a low cry.

The cost of using supernatural items exploded.

There was also a clearly visible knife mark on his thigh, and the curse erupted from the sickle was terrible. Although he easily dismembered more than a dozen ghosts with this knife, not only the ghosts were injured, but also himself.

The curse broke out, and the knife marks on Li Leping's thighs instantly split open. Although the cracks were not too big, they cut off his legs directly.

(End of this chapter)