The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 73
The old forest and the old house hadn't completely invaded this desolate land, but just a phantom gave Wan Hao a great sense of oppression.

Heart palpitations, fear and other emotions emerged in Marriott's heart!
Because he felt that the old man seemed very angry with him, and had the feeling that he might kill him with a knife at any time.

"This old man is scarier than the cheongsam woman! Waving...waving...is he also a ghost?"

Wan Hao was thinking that the old forests and ancient houses that invaded the desolate land would not continue to invade, as if he had been hindered by something.

The illusory old man in the old house put down his hands, and the path in the old forest suddenly turned into a real road and appeared at the feet of the ghost bride.

The ghost bride stopped waving and took Wan Hao's hand again.

Wan Hao passively followed the ghost bride up the path, towards the old house.

"I haven't gotten rid of the ghost bride yet, and now the bride is taking me to find another ghost. Is the red post office so scary?"

Wan Hao felt that things were too unexpected. He was only the courier on the first floor, and it was so difficult to deliver the letter.

It was hard for him to imagine how strong the courier on the upper floor was in order to survive each mission.

Marriott doesn't even know if his current mission to deliver the letter is a success.

At this time, he could only be led by the ghost bride to the weird old house and the terrifying old man in robes.

The trees in the old forest are very strange. They are all old trees with black overall and sparse branches and leaves. The trunks of this kind of trees are not thick, but rather slender, but they are denser.

Standing around one by one, it seems that they have been deliberately arranged.

There are no weeds in the woods, only a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground, and dead branches.

There is a layer of mist in the woods, like a layer of haze, which makes the forest reveal a kind of coldness.

"Trees are dead but not dead, are these trees also around a kind of supernatural being?"

Wan Hao suddenly remembered the secret room under the Hongfa Temple in Dachang City. In the secret room, a tall black figure was imprisoned, and the black figure was nailed to death on a tall bone tree.

After walking on the path leading to the ancient house, everything around became real, no longer the illusory feeling before.

Marriott felt a sense of oppression when he was in the old forest, just like when he was on the bus.

The spirit of the ghost bride was also suppressed, and the suppression and coldness brought to him were not as strong as before, which made Wan Hao recover a little from his almost drowsy consciousness.

Soon, Marriott finally saw the figure standing in front of the gate clearly.

It was an old man, tall and thin, with loose dark brown skin and spots of corpses. He was wearing a loose robe, and his style was incompatible with this era.

He looked like an old man who was going to die at any moment.

However, the old man's eyes are piercing and compelling!

The moment Wan Hao made eye contact with him, Wan Hao felt cold all over, feeling that it was not the old man in front of him that would die anytime, but himself!
"Humph!"

The old man looked very angry and shouted loudly!
Something weird happened!

Marriott felt as if he had been hit hard, some kind of terrifying spiritual attack had acted on him.

The uniform on his body instantly shattered, revealing the ghost clothes underneath, but at this time the ghost clothes were dim and fell into a kind of silence.

Cracks also appeared on Wan Hao's body, and his body seemed to be broken into a pile of minced meat.

It was this stern shout that directly separated Wan Hao from the Ghost Bride.

"puff!"

A big mouthful of blood spat out from Wan Hao's mouth, and some pieces of meat were mixed in the blood. It was Wan Hao's broken internal organs!

The old man ignored the collapsed Marriott, raised his hand and waved at the bride.

Pieces of torn red letter paper suddenly appeared in the ghost bride's hand, and the torn letter paper was spliced ​​into a complete letter as if time had flown back.

And the pale and withered hands of the ghost bride also changed, returning to the dark brown state, Wan Hao could even feel that the ghost bride's level of terror seemed to have dropped.

There is no crack on the red letter, as if it has never been broken.

The letter fell into the old man's hand with the old man's wave.

The letter seemed to contain some kind of information, the old man's expression changed, and he said to the ghost bride.

"Ah Gui, you go back to your room first."

The old man's words seemed to carry some kind of supernatural power, and the ghost bride really walked towards the old house with stiff steps.

Seeing this scene, Wan Hao's pupils shrank, and the severe pain from his body seemed to be forgotten at this moment.

'Is such a terrifying bride actually a ghost raised by this old man... How terrifying is he! '

Then Marriott thought of something.

"The supernatural powers displayed by the two of them are very similar, one is waving, the other is waving...the ghosts and horrors of the two of them are also a puzzle for each other..."

"But why doesn't this old man recycle the ghost of the ghost bride? People like him shouldn't have any problems with the recovery of ghosts..."

Marriott couldn't figure it out.

However, after watching the ghost bride enter the old house, the old man turned his head to look at Wan Hao, but this time his eyes were not so hostile.

But with a kind of profundity that Marriott can't understand!
"You came too early, come after I die..."

The old man's dark brown hand waved again, and the cracks on Wan Hao's body returned to their original appearance as if time had flown back!
The dull ghost clothes gradually returned to their original red color.

No!Not only that, because of the existence of the ghost clothes, Wan Hao's body has been dying. However, with the wave of the old man, Wan Hao's body is improving rapidly, and he has returned to his normal state at an incredible speed!
"Restart!"

Marriott couldn't help but scream out loud!

He has seen this method of interfering with reality and reversing life and death, no, he has even experienced it himself!
Everything will go back to the past time point with that supernatural power, no matter the location or the injury!

After finishing everything, the old man waved his sleeves and walked into the old house with his hands behind his back.

Marriott came back to his senses after a brief shock.

I want to enter the old house, but I am afraid of the ghost bride and the old man in the robe.

He turned his head and looked at the strange old Lin behind him. Although Lao Lin didn't give him the palpitations and oppression like facing a woman in cheongsam and an old man in a long robe, he still gave him a sense of eerie and weirdness.

"This old man's attitude towards me is very different... Is it because of that letter... What was written in the letter..."

Wan Hao neither chose to enter the old house, nor did he return to the original road of Lao Lin.

"What did he mean when he said I came too early? He knew I was coming, but what happened that caused me to come here early?"

It was as if someone was blowing on Wan Hao's back, which made him feel extraordinarily cold.

Somewhere, his path seems to be arranged by man-made predictions...

"This old man must know something... Do you want to go in and ask?" Wan Hao thought as he looked at the vermilion lacquered door.

(End of this chapter)