The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 478 The Confrontation Between the Old and the New Era

With He Ning on his back, Li Leping was standing with He Xueyan on this dark street at the moment.

The surrounding light seemed to be deprived, and then eight or nine people in old clothes came out of the darkness.

These people are like ghosts, there is no living emotion on their faces, only death-like dullness, all staring at Li Leping.

"If I'm not mistaken in my analysis, this group of people has lived here for seven or 80 years."

While secretly analyzing in Li Leping's heart, he narrowed his eyes, looking at the people in front of him who were not of the same era, and felt an inexplicable coolness.

After living in a world made up of supernatural beings for so long, and their consciousness is maintained until now because of supernatural beings, can these people still be called human beings?

"So you were watching from the side just now? You didn't want to show up until now that I made a move?"

Li Leping looked solemn, and asked directly: "So what is the purpose of your showing up at this time?"

After he finished speaking, the eight people on the opposite side did not answer.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Something is watching me."

While confronting these dead ghost masters, Li Leping suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It was as if something was watching him from somewhere in the dark.

It's just that he doesn't dare to be distracted now, and he doesn't dare to walk around in this false supernatural city.

After all, the biggest hidden danger at the moment has not been resolved.

"Hand over the two women behind you, and this matter will be over."

After a deathly silence, the middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader spoke again.

A pair of numb and dull eyes also turned at this moment, looking at He Xueyan like a ghost.

"Why?"

Li Leping looked at this person, his voice suddenly turned cold.

How dare someone rob someone in front of him?
The middle-aged man turned a deaf ear to Li Leping's unkind tone, he still stared at He Xueyan and He Ning, his eyes never leaving them: "Although this is a world made up of supernatural beings, the things that appear in this world Characters and scenery are not fabricated out of thin air by ghosts."

"This is like a world of memories, and every person, every tree, and even every grass that appears here is formed according to someone's memory."

"The two women next to you entered here by mistake. Their memories have affected many things in this world, and then changed many things. Many things that are very strange to us have also appeared."

Hearing this, Li Leping understood what the middle-aged man meant.

The reason for these people is simple.

Because of the appearance of He Xueyan and He Ning, this world constructed by the supernatural has changed.

A group of ghost masters in the Republic of China who have lived in this world for seven or eighty years obviously cannot accept this change.

It's like some old man who doesn't want to learn how to use a smartphone.

"So? What do you want? Put everything back to normal?"

Li Leping looked gloomy, looking at the group of inhuman creatures in front of him.

At the same time, he raised his hand to block the man from looking at He Xueyan.

"Kill them, the interference will disappear, and everything will return to normal."

At this moment, another person beside the middle-aged man spoke.

This opening is tantamount to admitting that Li Leping's words are not wrong.

It's just that their method of restoring the world is unacceptable to Li Leping.

Just like garbage collection, as long as the garbage in the trash can is cleaned up, the trash can will be clean.

But the problem is that killing people and cleaning up garbage are not the same concept.

"Heh, although you guys act like you still have the consciousness of a living person, your whole body reveals the breath of ghosts. I think your consciousness has long been eroded by the spirits of this world. Now the people who lead you guys have already Not people, but ghosts."

Li Leping sneered, looking at the inhuman guys in front of him, he already knew it.

He simply gave up the idea of ​​continuing to communicate.

Because he has no way to communicate with these remnants who should have died long ago.

The reason given by the other party is simply ridiculous, as if a contradiction was created in order to cause a contradiction.

It's clear that I'm here to find fault.

The brain circuits of the two sides are not on the same line at all.

One wants to protect the person, and the other wants to kill, what is there to communicate with?
"Kill him together."

Among the crowd, another figure in the darkness spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Li Leping immediately felt many eyes gathered on his body.

These fierce, murderous eyes stared at him like this.

Staying in such a city made up of spirits for a long time, and the consciousness is closely related to the city's spirits, the spirits will inevitably erode the consciousness of these people subtly, making these people neither human nor ghost, and eventually completely Fall to the side of the ghost.

It's just that Li Leping doesn't know whether these people's state at the moment is controlled by the ghosts in their bodies, or by the ghosts behind this supernatural event.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Li Leping stood where he was, and was also ready to do something.

Although these people were active in the period of the Republic of China, their strength should not be regarded as the top group.

The truly top-notch ghost masters all have their own place, even after death. They will find a place to bury themselves alone, and it is impossible to be locked up in a hospital ward as they are now.

This is like asking the old woman named Meng Xiaodong in Mingyue Community 301 to visit the fourth floor ward of the ghost hospital.

Guess how much this small ward can affect that old lady?
However, for Li Leping, these people hiding in the darkness are also very dangerous.

They retained half of their supernatural powers, and the number far exceeded his own. If they really fought in reality, Li Leping couldn't guarantee that they would be able to defeat them.

But that is in reality.

In the world of memory, the battle situation may be one-sided.

He doesn't think he's going to lose.

"Come on, then, just to send you people who should have died a long time ago."

Li Leping still had a cold face, standing where he was, with no trace of fear visible on his face, ready to fight.

"It's really interesting that you still have the heart to speak harshly when you are about to die." A ghost master said indifferently, his voice sounded like there was no emotion of a living person.

"It's really stupid, not to take the first shot when there are fewer people and more people." Another ghost master said.

"Join hands, kill them, and restore the world to its original state."

The middle-aged man also spoke, but this time he was no longer as communicative as before, but put on a gloomy and terrifying appearance, and every word he said revealed a kind of immortality. killing intent.

next moment.

The group took action.

They quickly surrounded him, intending to attack Li Leping together, using the supernatural attacks triggered by various killing patterns to kill him instantly.

Although they were not the top ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China, they were also one of the ghost masters who had experienced the baptism of the supernatural era. Even if they didn't persist until the end, as long as they were not killed by ghosts, it was enough to prove that their level was extraordinary before they were alive. .

And from their point of view, they have an advantage in numbers, even if they have only half of their supernatural power, wouldn't it be easy for a group of people to kill this young man who also only has half of his supernatural power at the same time?
Immediately.

The terrible supernatural attack has arrived.

All kinds of weird and scary phenomena appeared on him.

suddenly.

The surface of Li Leping's pale skin oozes black blood like a flood.

The blood seemed to be extracted from a rotting corpse, and the smell was particularly pungent, and this black blood did not belong to Li Leping at all, it was more like some kind of terrible curse brought it to him.

Under the influence of the weird blood, Li Leping's body seemed to be corroded by the blood, his flesh was torn, and flowed out together with the fresh blood, as if the inexplicable fresh blood was constantly peeling off his body , like peeling an onion, until his skin and flesh were completely peeled off, and finally dissolved until only a white skeleton remained.

at the same time.

He also seemed to have an auditory hallucination, and some inaudible whispers sounded.

As the whispering progressed, he only felt that one shoulder of his had become cold and heavy, as if a cold corpse was lying on his shoulder, repeating something in his ear.

And when he turned his head with some difficulty.

He saw a rotten corpse that was so pale that it seemed to have been dead for many days lying on his shoulders at some point.

The eyes of the corpse were gray, but the mouth kept opening and closing, as if mourning something.

"You're dead...you're dead..."

The murmur-like whisper gradually became clearer, and the hoarse voice seemed to be rubbing fingers against the blackboard, repeating a sentence.

In just five words, Li Leping's ears became more and more clear, and the interval between words became more and more rapid, as if the corpse lying on his shoulder wanted him to die quickly.

"Gudong, gudong."

It seemed that something fell to the ground at this moment and made a sound.

But at this moment, Li Leping's eyes darkened.

Another terrifying ghost began to attack him.

This is not a mortal supernatural power, but the ability is equally remarkable.

Because his two eyeballs have been taken out by an invisible hand at this moment.

The white eyeballs with black pupils just separated from his eye sockets and fell to the ground.

And this is only the third kind of supernatural.

Gradually, more horrific attacks came.

There was a chill on the top of his head, and then a hand stretched out from nowhere and grabbed his hair like this.

With a sudden force, this corpse-like white hand grabbed his hair abruptly, and there was a large piece of scalp along with it.

In an instant, the top of his head became bloody.

That is to say, when Li Leping had already suffered countless kinds of attacks.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the darkness.

It was a man in his thirties, wearing a gray robe and mandarin jacket, with a somewhat unattractive appearance.

"Tread, step, step."

The man stepped on the road, but saw that he didn't even wear a shoe on his feet, but his feet were bare, revealing those two blackened, skinny, corpse-like dead feet.

Such a pair of feet can move?

That is, when Li Leping lost his sight.

The man who rushed out suddenly raised his left foot and kicked towards Li Leping's chest.

"boom!"

Huge force spread through the chest and spread throughout the whole body. After a clear bone crack, Li Leping's body was kicked into the air, and then fell to the ground.

But the man who rushed out did not stop attacking, his dead face was expressionless, the moment he saw Li Leping fell to the ground, he raised his bare right foot and stomped on the floor.

"Clap!"

As if crushing a watermelon, Li Leping's head was crushed by the air, and his brains flowed all over the ground, flowing continuously in the gaps of the stone turning road, like a long pale pink river.

"thump!"

At the same time that Li Leping was knocked down, a female ghost driver with a darkened face and an extremely sinister expression threw a quilt.

This is a bright red quilt, which looks very thick and even a little festive, but it is embroidered with various weird patterns, and it is unknown what is contained in the quilt. In the middle of the sky, it suddenly began to squirm strangely.

Soon, such a quilt full of weirdness directly pressed on Li Leping's body.

However, even so, Li Leping, who fell to the ground, was still struggling, raising his hands from time to time, as if trying to remove the quilt covering his body, and stand up again.

"Not dead yet?"

On the opposite side, the middle-aged man's face was dark. At this moment, he raised his hand and stretched out his finger, maintaining a gesture of pointing.

And the direction of his finger is the direction where Li Leping is.

It seemed that this was also an unknown but terrifying spiritual attack.

"Ma Wentao, give him one final blow." Immediately, the middle-aged man shouted to a ghost master beside him.

It seemed that this ghost master possessed some kind of extremely powerful supernatural power, which was enough to completely end the struggling young man without a head at such a time.

At this moment, beside the middle-aged man, the man he called Ma Wentao made a move.

Ma Wentao's figure is broad, unbelievably fat, and his body is so thick that he doesn't look like a ghost master, but like a rich landlord. In addition, the old-fashioned Tang suit and the small round hat on his head give people a sense of explosiveness. household feeling.

He did not know where to find a black chopstick.

This chopstick looks very ordinary, just like the chopsticks used by ordinary people when eating at home.

It's just that at the end of this chopstick, a bright red can be vaguely seen.

If you take a closer look, you will find that this red real body is actually a strange red villain.

The weird villain is full of evil, and it is hard to see what kind of face this villain has.

All I know is that this weird villain seems to be alive, the end of the chopsticks is actually moving, as if it is circling around the round chopsticks, just like the king of Qin around a pillar, it can't get out no matter what.

Regardless of the relationship between this chopstick and the villain, in short, from the current point of view, the middle-aged man seems to have high hopes for the chopstick in Ma Wentao's hand.

He intends to use this chopstick to terminate Li Leping and completely press him to death on the ground.

"what--!"

However, just as Ma Wentao was holding the chopsticks, he made a dart-throwing motion.

A cold, pale hand suddenly stretched out from behind his back, and firmly grasped his wrist.

The strength of this hand was frighteningly strong, not the strength that a living person could have at all, and it abruptly stopped Ma Wentao's attempt to throw the chopsticks.

(End of this chapter)