The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Just when Li Leping was about to break the game.

An unexpected horror scene appeared.

The moment he turned his head, he found a strange change in Shen Tian's body.

I don't know when, Shen Tian's time seems to be passing away quickly, the originally young body has unknowingly aged, the originally thin body has become skinny at this moment, and the pale skin has become a little old and lifeless. Light, more wrinkles appeared on his face.

And this phenomenon was still getting worse. Just when Li Leping realized that something was wrong with Shen Tian, ​​his skin had already aged to the point that his complexion had turned brown, and age spots began to appear on his face and arms. Even the hair started to fall out.

Originally a man in his 20s turned into a middle-aged man in his 50s in less than ten seconds, and his aging speed was still accelerating, as if he was going to completely change from a young man to a young man. Man becomes an old man.

The life was dying from him, until he was finally an old, rotting corpse.

After witnessing this sudden change, Li Leping was shocked.

Time is running down and lives are being taken away.

"how can that be?"

The melody echoed in the concert hall, and the violin sounded very elegant.

However, amidst this beautiful voice, the terrifying spiritual attack came quietly, showing its horror without anyone noticing it.

The young Shen Tian was suffering from an unknown attack, and under the influence of this spiritual attack, he was becoming abnormally old.

The situation is simply incomprehensible.

The most tingling thing is that Shen Tian himself is ignorant of the changes in his body, even though he is already terribly old in Li Leping's eyes, like an old man in his 60s, but his eyes Still staring at the stage firmly, at this moment when looking at Li Leping, a look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Captain Li...behind you...ahem..."

Li Leping also seemed to have changed at this time, and Shen Tian, ​​who noticed this, hurriedly shouted, wanting to remind Li Leping.

But when Shen Tian spoke, he felt weak all over, as if he had aged five or sixty years suddenly, and he had to pant heavily from time to time when he spoke, otherwise he might die on the spot.

"Boom, boom."

And just as he was clutching his chest and coughing, several of his teeth fell out of his mouth at this moment and fell straight to the ground, making a clear sound.

He lowered his head, looked at the teeth that fell out of his mouth, and couldn't help being stunned.

Followed by.

Realizing something, he quickly touched his face.

On his dry face, the creases formed by the wrinkles instantly made his expression extremely terrified. At this moment, his wide-eyed eyes became a little hazy, like a pair of cloudy eyes of an old man.

"damn it."

The moment Li Leping saw Shen Tian looking at him in horror, he immediately realized that he had also been attacked.

He stared at his raised arm, the pale and bloodless arm became a little dry at some point, as if it had lost moisture, and the most frightening thing was that there were pieces of corpse growing on the arm. spot.

Although the color of the dark reddish-purple corpse spot is not very obvious, it actually exists.

This shows that he was also attacked, but the extent of the attack was far less exaggerated than Shen Tian.

This may be due to the particularity of this body. After all, the speed of supernatural powers affecting the bodies of ordinary people must be much faster than the speed of affecting the bodies of ghosts.

But no matter what, Li Leping will not focus on himself for too long because of such a change.

Shen Tian seemed to see something behind him just now, so he was eager to speak out.

It's just that Shen Tian can't continue to speak right now, his teeth have all fallen out, his brain seems to have become a little confused, his voice is vague, his bones seem to be softened, and his whole body bends down at this moment His back was bent, and he looked like an old man who squinted his eyes because he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.

"It can't go on like this, he can't stand it anymore."

Li Leping could tell that Shen Tian was going to die.

Relying on the body of a sleepwalker, Li Leping might be able to survive such an unknown spiritual attack for a while longer.

But Shen Tian obviously couldn't last long.

His body is not an alien body like Li Leping's, and he cannot resist this terrible spiritual erosion at all, and is aging rapidly.

According to this aging rate, in ten seconds, Shen Tian would turn from an old man in his 70s into an old carrion.

"Use Ghost Domain."

Not daring to delay, ghost smoke wafted directly from Li Leping's body.

The black smoke suffered some kind of suppression in this weird concert hall, and the speed and range of its spread were greatly restricted.

However, it is still possible to cover Shen Tian who is only a few meters in front of him.

However, even if the thick smoke enveloped Li Leping and Shen Tian in the blink of an eye, wrapping them all around, it still couldn't stop the weird sound of the violin.

The eerie music ignored Huang Quan and still lingered in their minds and ears.

"Can't the five layers of ghost domain stop the sound of this violin?"

Feeling the danger, Li Leping suddenly looked at Shen Tian at this moment.

Suddenly.

A door frame that looked quite old appeared behind Shen Tian.

"Cough...cough..."

At this time, Shen Tian, ​​who was already speechless, was no longer just bent over, but knelt on the ground weakly, like an old man who was dying of illness, every time he coughed, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat.

If this continues, even if he doesn't die of old age, he will have to cough to death.

"Send him to that world to hide."

Just at the moment when this idea came into being.

A black and white hand suddenly stretched out from behind the door frame, ignoring the wooden palms stretched on both sides, directly grabbed Shen Tian who was kneeling on the ground coughing up blood, and dragged him in.

at the same time.

Li Leping turned his head.

A strange scene came into view.

"Appeared."

Through the ghost smoke, Li Leping saw vague figures appearing on the stage at some unknown time.

These vague figures appeared from scratch, as if they were triggered by a certain pattern, the number is astonishing, there must be at least 20.

These figures whose faces could not be clearly seen were straight at the moment. They seemed to be all wearing a black suit, with a violin on their shoulders.

"What the hell are these things?"

Li Leping stared at the figures in front of him.

But these figures who were playing seemed to be really concentrating on playing, and didn't pay any attention to Li Leping in front of them.

However, as the performance continued, the blurred figure was becoming real little by little, as if becoming clearer as the attack progressed.

A gloomy atmosphere began to spread on the stage, and the facial features of these people were also revealed.

Those are different people.

No, rather than saying that these are people, it is better to say that they are stiff corpses.

The stiff corpse was wearing an old suit, and the shriveled skin was tightly attached to the skinny palm, mechanically pulling the bow, making a strange violin sound.

"Just do it directly, the attack can no longer continue."

Looking at these increasingly clear figures, Li Leping couldn't tell whether these strange figures were ghosts or ghost slaves controlled by ghosts.

However, he seemed to realize something.

He always felt that this attack method was a bit familiar.

this moment.

He fought back.

The corpse spots on the surface of the skin disappeared at this moment.

Li Leping's body returned to normal, the corpse spots on the surface of the skin disappeared, and all traces of decay disappeared.

At the same time, the cold sleepwalking breath spread, covering his surroundings in an instant.

Stepping up, he began to approach the corpses standing on the stage.

But those performers were still close to each other, standing stiffly in place, obsessed with playing the violin, as if they didn't feel the supernatural aura of Li Leping at all.

But no matter whether they could feel the supernatural aura from Li Leping, or whether they would launch further attacks, it was impossible for Li Leping to stop at this moment.

next second.

Li Leping, exuding the breath of a sleepwalker, has come to a performer, or many performers.

Almost face to face, the sleepwalking ghost's law of killing has long been satisfied.

But something weird happened.

These figures who were busy playing were not attacked by the sleepwalking ghost. They still stood stiffly in front of Li Leping, pulling the strings mechanically, so that the violin on their shoulders was still emitting the melody.

"Ok?"

Li Leping was startled suddenly, and his eyes suddenly became extraordinarily dignified.

The sleepwalker's attack failed.

And it failed absurdly.

Because the ghost of the sleepwalking ghost can't touch these people who are clearly standing in front of him, as if these people in front of him don't exist in this world at all.

But that seems impossible.

Because these violin-playing things are still stuck there, the feet never move.

suddenly.

Li Leping tentatively stretched out his hand as if thinking of something, and grabbed one of the figures.

However, this pale palm passed through the figure's body, unable to touch this person at all.

"shit."

Li Leping, who vaguely analyzed some information, did not have the slightest joy on his face, but turned a little gloomy.

"These violin-playing things don't exist in the present. To be precise, these people don't exist in the current timeline, so the ghosts of sleepwalkers can't touch them at all."

This is a phenomenon that is difficult to understand, but it is also the only one that can explain the current situation.

These things that play the repertoire do not exist in the present, but in the past, so the ghosts of sleepwalkers cannot touch them.

It's not difficult to understand, it's not something on the same timeline, how could it be possible to have contact?

But the weirdest thing now is that neither Sleepwalker nor Ghost Smoke can touch them, but they can attack Li Leping and Shen Tian who was in the concert hall before.

An attack that exists in the past, manifests in reality, but comes from the past.

I just don't know whether this attack is based on the violins in the hands of these figures, or based on the suits on these figures.

But it's pointless to analyze this kind of thing right now.

"This is too nonsense."

Looking at the strange figures in front of him who seemed to be playing a wonderful concert, Li Leping's expression darkened.

He could analyze how this weird attack was carried out, but this couldn't change the facts at hand.

He and the figures in front of him were not in the same era at all, so naturally he couldn't attack these weird guys.

But these weird guys can attack him.

Simply unreasonable.

And on the other side.

This is a dead city.

The layout of the city is almost the same as that of Okawa City in reality, but the city is very deserted, no one can be seen in the whole city, and the silence is a little scary.

However, at this moment, on an empty road, Shen Tian, ​​who was dragged in by the Forgotten Ghost, was kneeling on the road, clutching his chest tightly, coughing non-stop.

"Cough...cough..."

The blood stained the corners of his mouth and the road in front of him.

"Ah~!"

After coughing, the eyes of Shen Tian, ​​who was already so old that his hair had fallen out, bulged, and Yang Tian let out a scream full of pain.

There seemed to be a terrifying thing wriggling under his clothes. This weird thing seemed to be sticking to his skin, pulling his skin while wriggling, as if it wanted to tear the flesh around it together.

It's not hard to imagine what kind of pain Shen Tian would endure under such a tear.

And if his flesh is really torn off, I'm afraid that he who has been relying on supernatural powers to maintain his life will die immediately.

"What's up with him?"

On a bench by the side of the road, He Xueyan, who was sitting on the chair, felt her scalp numb after hearing the screams. She looked at the miserable Shen Tian, ​​and couldn't help but ask about the black and white man next to him. Strange figure.

"I took him to hide in this world. Although he successfully avoided the outside attack, the ghost in his body seemed to have revived under the spiritual attack just now. The revived ghost was struggling and trying to get out of control."

It doesn't matter whether this black and white figure is a Forgotten Ghost or Li Leping. In short, with his long-term experience as a ghost master, he can see Shen Tian's current situation at a glance.

Although Shen Tian who controlled the two ghosts was extraordinary in strength, under the terrifying attack just now, the ghost driver who controlled the two ghosts still seemed too fragile.

Even though he was not killed by the attack in the concert hall, after such a dangerous attack, the ghost he was driving seemed to show signs of losing balance.

Spiritual imbalance is a fatal problem for any ghost master.

"What about this?"

There were shrill screams around his ears, and He Xueyan couldn't bear to look at the person in charge of Daha City who was struggling and howling on the road.

She didn't ask Li Leping to do anything, but it was always uncomfortable to see a person struggling in front of her like this.

"See if he can restore his balance on his own. If not, I'll try my method again."

Li Leping, who was in black and white, watched Shen Tian struggling in front of his eyes with a blank expression, and had no intention of making a move immediately.

He did have an idea, a way to save Shen Tian.

Through this method, it may be possible to help Shen Tian restore the spiritual balance, but it may not achieve any effect, and it may even cause Shen Tian to die suddenly on the spot.