The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 439 Zhang Dong
"Chen Mengyao... this name has not been mentioned for many years. In the era when we were active, this name represented a famous ghost master. It's just that the momentary fame can't be counted as prominent after all. The dead strong Those who can never be considered the strongest will only be buried in the dust of history."

The old man seemed to recall some of the past.

"I don't care how famous she was in the past, I just want to know why a ghost master who has mastered the forgotten ghost, and is also a top ghost master as you said, died so quickly?"

Li Leping doesn't care about these meaningless false names, he only cares about what happened to the woman named Chen Mengyao, so that the spirit of the forgotten ghost will be broken up, and she will also fall into a mystery where her whereabouts are unknown.

"Do you think Chen Mengyao controlled the Forgotten Ghost before you?"

After hearing Li Leping talking about the Forgotten Ghost, the old man actually shook his head, and then said surprisingly: "You are wrong."

"Oh? What do you mean by that?" Li Leping asked after a change of expression.

"Perhaps from your perspective, Chen Mengyao was the original driver of the Forgotten Ghost, but in fact, Chen Mengyao did not control the Forgotten Ghost. Contrary to your guess, she had a problem in the process of controlling the Forgotten Ghost, so That led to the series of events that followed.”

The old man spoke very slowly, but every word gave Li Leping a great shock.

"What? You mean, Chen Mengyao didn't control the Forgotten Ghost, but died in the process of controlling it?" Li Leping said incredulously.

The old man nodded slightly: "You can understand it that way."

Hearing this, Li Leping couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

His guess was wrong, and he had been wrong from the beginning.

Chen Mengyao did not control the Forgotten Ghost as he guessed, but died in the process of controlling the Forgotten Ghost.

But after such speculation, everything seems reasonable, and the question has an answer.

"So it turns out that the reason why Forgotten Ghost's spirit was broken up is because of her countermeasures after she failed to control it."

Now, Li Leping knew why the Forgotten Ghost's puzzle was broken.

If the ghost master didn't die suddenly, he would basically use the last bit of spare time before his death to dismember his own ghost, and reduce the level of terror after his ghost revived by breaking up the jigsaw puzzle.

And if the woman named Chen Mengyao really had a problem in the process of controlling the Forgotten Ghost, as long as she didn't die immediately, she would try to dismember the spirit of the Forgotten Ghost, so as to reduce the horror of the ghost's recovery after her death .

Otherwise, relying on the ghost she originally controlled, coupled with the supernatural power of the complete Forgotten Ghost, the supernatural events caused by it are simply unimaginable.

But even though he got the answer from the old man, even if the question that had puzzled him for a long time was finally answered, Li Leping was still very surprised.

It turns out that Chen Mengyao is not the driver of the Forgotten Ghost, to be precise, she is a ghost driver who tried to control the Forgotten Ghost but failed.

Moreover, she had a problem in the process of driving, and under some special mutations, the Forgotten Ghost turned into her appearance under the spiritual entanglement.

And many years later, a certain part of the spirit that the Forgotten Ghost was dismantled was controlled by Li Leping.

It was only because of the female corpse that the Forgotten Ghost presented, that Li Leping misjudged Chen Mengyao's identity, mistakenly thinking that she was the ghost driver who controlled the Forgotten Ghost before him.

"However, if she died in the process of controlling the Forgotten Ghost, what about the ghost photo studio and the photo of Chen Mengyao?" Li Leping asked again, hoping to get more from the old man in front of him. Answer.

At the same time, he took out the color photo that he had always carried with him.

In the photo, the long-dead female corpse stood stiffly in the wilderness. Her cold body was wearing a skirt from the Republic of China period. There were corpse spots on her exposed skin. It looked weird and horrifying.

The old man looked at the photo and was silent for a while, without answering immediately, as if he was recalling something.

Li Leping didn't urge him either, and still stood quietly waiting for the old man to recall.

Although he is eager to get answers to some questions, he also knows that the answers to these questions are just a small episode in the past experience for the old man in front of him, and it takes time to recall.

This old man has lived for too long, and some things that seem extremely important to Li Leping are nothing more than small things in the eyes of this old man.

After all, these ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China have already reached the pinnacle of the spiritual path. For a group of ghost masters who have grown to the point where they can no longer grow, they themselves are the top existence, so why should they remember some bad things from the past? What about the important things?

At this time, the old man who recalled for a while finally spoke again: "The founder of the ghost photo studio was called the ghost hunter in our era, but unfortunately, like Chen Mengyao, he was trying to break through his own limits and walk out of his own way. I failed on my way, and there were big problems after my death, and many people died.”

As he said that, the old man's slightly dim eyes turned slightly, and his eyes once again bypassed Li Leping and Gu Li, and turned to look at a tombstone behind them.

The word "Luo Qian" is written on the tombstone.

"He has a good relationship with the ghost hunter. His old friend finally took care of the incidents after the ghost hunter's death. He put the ghost hunter who had recovered from the ghost into the coffin and buried him in the grave. Although the ghost photo studio created by the ghost hunter lost its creator, the photo studio itself can still operate according to the rules, so it was later taken over by a descendant surnamed Wang. It was just that the descendant surnamed Wang was making a certain attempt. Something went wrong when trying to find an alternative path, and as a result, the Ghost Photo Gallery suddenly lost its manager, and I don’t know what the current situation is.”

The old man looked at the color photo in Li Leping's hand again: "I can't give an answer to the photo in your hand, I am not an omniscient person, and I can't deal with every ghost master. I just heard about such people by accident when I was in the supernatural circle, so I know a little about these people. As for more things, I haven’t been to the outside world for a long time, and I don’t know much. If If Luo Qian and Luo Wensong are still alive, maybe they can give you an answer, but now..."

The old man paused here and did not continue.

Li Leping understood what the old man meant, and fell silent at the moment.

Those who knew the truth were all dead, and there was only so much information the old man could provide.

"Young people, many things cannot be expected to get answers from other people's mouths. Just like when we first entered the supernatural circle, many news can only be learned by fighting for our lives. Only when we really get involved in the center of the matter can we understand See the truth of the matter." Looking at Li Leping who said nothing, the old man said as if he was comforting.

Li Leping said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I didn't expect to know too much news from you. After all, I have encountered many obstacles along the way. Whether it is the old woman or the old man surnamed Qin in the headquarters, I have always been in love with you." I don't want to publish all the information I know, so I didn't expect you to tell me anything at the beginning. It is enough to know this now. But I still want to know one thing, that is, Chen Mengyao and Jugui What is the relationship between people, maybe this will allow me to analyze the reason why the photo was sent to me."

"relation……"

The old man's eyelids drooped slightly, half covering his slightly yellow eyeballs, his face was expressionless, and looked a little dull, as if he was starting to recall the past again.

After a while, he slowly said: "They seem to be brothers and sisters? It's just that you know that because people like us have dealt with ghosts too much, in the eyes of us, relatives and friends can only be regarded as some. It’s just people who have a good relationship, it’s hard to show any emotion to these people, not to mention that the brother and sister are both ghost masters, and they treat each other coldly, the relationship may not be as good as you imagined.”

"But their relationship may be much better than we imagined." Li Leping shook the photo in his hand.

"That's true."

The old man nodded, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"However, judging from the present situation, Chen Mengyao must have failed. She failed to control the complete Forgotten Ghost, and the supernatural spirit of the Forgotten Ghost was also broken up. Maybe the ghost hunter took this picture because of the brother-sister relationship. This photo, or maybe he has other plans in mind, or even think about it on a bigger scale, whether Chen Mengyao is dead or not is a question." The old man said again.

Although this old man is getting older and his temper has softened a lot, he is still very bold when guessing some questions. After all, it involves supernatural beings. Except for the real experiencers, who can guarantee 100% that the truth of the matter will be as expected?
Li Leping's eyes moved slightly: "So, as you said, if you want to get the answer, you often have to dig it out by yourself."

The old man didn't answer, just nodded with a smile.

Seeing this, Li Leping didn't ask any more questions.

The old man revealed enough information, which answered many questions that had been puzzling Li Leping.

If you have to say it's a pity, it's that according to what the old man said, those who know the answer to Li Leping's question are now buried in this old forest.

After going around in a circle, the answer to the final question may still have to go back to the ghost photo studio.

"I think we should leave. If you don't mind answering one more question, can you tell us how to get out of here?" Li Leping asked.

At this moment, the old man stretched out the hands that had been behind his back all the time, and in both withered palms he was holding a small red cloth bag.

These are two red cloth bags of similar size and shape. They look like sachets and are only the size of palms. Apart from the bright red color, there are no extra color embellishments on the outside, which looks a bit monotonous and weird.

"Take these two cloth bags away before you leave, and treat them as my thank you."

Before leaving, the old man actually planned to give them another gift.

As soon as these words came out, Li Leping and Gu Li, who had been developing by the side, moved their eyes and looked at each other subconsciously, but they didn't choose to take the red cloth bag handed by the old man.

"What is this?" Li Leping asked.

The old man didn't say it clearly, he just said in a vague way: "It will work when you need it."

"Thank you very much then."

Hearing this, Li Leping didn't hesitate any longer, and directly reached out to take a cloth bag.

He was very aware of the gap between himself and the old man in front of him, so he knew very well that if the old man wanted to harm them, he didn't need to use such gruff methods at all, he could do it directly.

Seeing this, Gu Li was not polite anymore, and hurriedly took another cloth bag.

When you hold it in your hand, you will find that the cloth bag does not seem to contain anything in it, and it is in a shriveled state. It feels a little rough to the touch, just like touching a piece of coarse cloth, there is nothing special about it.

"A small bag is nothing valuable."

"You should be able to see that I don't have a good life for a few days. Before long, white lanterns will be hung in front of the house, but it is a blessing to be able to see a young man like you before I die." Things, maybe you think there is a huge gap between you and me before, but in my opinion, your appearance is enough to show that the achievements of your generation of ghost masters are not low, and you are in charge of this era, even if you can't solve it completely like us. The age of the supernatural, but at least the world will not be broken in your generation."

The old man's tone was flat, but his eyebrows revealed a kind of helplessness after being tortured by wind and frost, as if he felt empathy for Li Leping's situation.

Many years ago, many of them also tried to completely end this spiritual cycle, but time has passed, and the problems that broke out in this era are enough to show that their previous attempts basically failed.

But in any case, even if they fail, as long as some aliens can be born among the new ghost masters of this era, the worst result of this era is nothing more than the same as the previous era, barely maintaining stability for half a hundred years, and then waiting The next supernatural eruption.

Although it seems that it has stepped into an endless loop again, it is better than the complete extinction of human beings.

Only by living, even if you live on your last breath, can you see the day when hope is born.

"Maybe, you can tell me your name. After all, like them, you are a legend of the previous era, and you shouldn't just disappear into the long river of history." Li Leping said.

He is extremely obsessed with the word "existence". After all, he is a person who has no sense of existence, so he is naturally deeply touched by the feeling of being forgotten.

"name?"

The old man didn't seem to expect that Li Leping would suddenly ask such a question. He turned around at this moment, turned his back to Li Leping and Gu Li, looked at the dark yellow mud road in front of him, raised his old palm Suddenly, an indescribable and terrifying phenomenon appeared.

The darkness that shrouded the road suddenly disappeared, as if it was forcibly erased by something, and the yellow mud road in front of him instantly became clear, and it even looked a little bright.

"My name is Zhang Dong."

While speaking, the old man began to wave his thin palm gently, as if greeting someone, and as if wiping away the dirt in front of his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the yellow mud road in front of him disappeared.

Instead, an open space on the ground floor of a certain building in reality appeared.

The gap between the supernatural and reality is broken at this moment.

(End of this chapter)