Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 116 Snow Ghost (for automatic subscription)

"I've already died once just now. Ghosts also need to be disciplined in killing people. It only takes a few seconds. It's better to directly suppress this kind of ghosts who don't know the rules."

Sun Xing quickly made a decision, and he changed into the appearance of "Wei Jing".

The reason why he didn't change the ghost hand is that he felt that the old man's level of terror might be very high, and changing the ghost hand might not be enough.

The burning of the ghost incense gave him a lot of confidence, and he leaned directly towards the old man. Although the transformed person and ghost did not last long, at this moment, he was a "ghost messenger".

"Ghost guard Weijing? You guys really have a lot of tricks."

A strange look flashed in Fang Shiming's eyes at the back, and he couldn't help but envy him. This ability is so special that no ghost master would not be envious.

"Then can he also become me?"

Xiong Wenwen also widened his eyes, and looked at Sun Xing who was approaching Li Gui in front of him with some disbelief.

"You are too weak, he probably won't change."

Sun Xing, who transformed into "Wei Jing", was very fast. He immediately approached the old man in the costume of the Republic of China, and the suppression in his hand quickly formed. Soon, the old man was motionless, even the hand holding the ruler stopped.

This made Sun Xing heave a sigh of relief, the strength of "Guicha" is really not covered.

But in the next second, his expression changed. The old man suppressed by him was struggling violently, shaking all over, the thick water flowed out from under his feet quickly, like bloodletting, and soon blackened the yellowish soil. In Sun Xing's eyes, the scene was extremely strange, the old man was struggling.
"You two go quickly."

He roared to remind the two people behind him.

If he was here alone, he wouldn't be afraid, and he wouldn't die anyway.

The ghost fragrance protected him, and he was only dizzy for a few seconds when he was killed, but if he had a chance to catch him, he would be able to imprison the ghost instead.

"hu~hu~"

A gloomy wind flashed by, and the hair on the person who was blowing stood up, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The surrounding fog seemed to have been blown away a lot. Sun Xing saw that the graves on both sides were even covered by this gloomy wind. A few layers thinner.

When Sun Xing came back to his senses, there were no figures of Fang Shiming and Xiong Wenwen behind him, and a gust of wind led the two of them directly past Sun Xing and ran to the front.

"Here are three roads again"

Fang Shiming's words came from the front, obviously he also understood that they chose the wrong path, they chose the path with ghosts, and now they have to make another choice.

However, this was not unacceptable to him, but the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead began to fall.

If you choose an unknown spiritual place, you will really have to work hard.

The old man who was suppressed by Sun Xing struggled violently, as if he wanted to break free from the suppression of the "ghost messenger", his face changed, and he immediately understood that he couldn't stay here for too long.

The old man in front of him was too scary, and it seemed that he would break free from his shackles if he stayed any longer.

"Just don't chase after me."

Sun Xing held the iron rod, looked at the suppressed old man, swung his arms round, and swept across with the stick, sending the old man flying four or five meters away. The old man staggered and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Sun Xing immediately ran in the opposite direction.

The old man who was hit by Sun Xing and flew away fell to the ground, but he was not angry, his eyes were empty, his movements were stiff, his callused palms supported the ground, and he was about to stand up immediately.

"Damn it, the road with ghosts is not good at all, I thought I made a profit at the loss!"

Sun Xing, who was running, quickly came to the end of the path and saw Xiong Wenwen and Fang Shiming.

Before he could stop, a cold gaze came from behind, which made his face immediately become terrified.

"Quick, let's go."

He hurriedly urged.

"Which direction are you going?"

Fang Shiming asked.

"Go ahead."

Sun Xingsheng was afraid that the old man behind would catch up again, so he took a step forward, continued to choose the frontmost path, and walked quickly.

Fang Shiming and Xiong Wenwen hurriedly followed.

"Damn it, Father Xiong is scared to death."

Xiong Wenwen turned his head and looked behind, and said in shock.

"Shut up, do you want to lure the ghost in front?"

Fang Shiming's eyes were fierce, he looked at the path that appeared in front of him, and said.

"It's the road ahead again. There must be no more ghosts this time, right?"

Sun Xing seemed to be facing an enemy, walking in the forefront holding an iron rod, always on guard.

The probability of one third, although very small, but no one is sure whether it will happen or not.

No one can tell about luck.

Sun Xing even suspects that it may happen that he may use the road sign once to choose the road three or five times. The key depends on luck.

If that is the case, if the bus is not found, I am afraid that he will die first on the path called by the road sign.

Because of this, no one cares about this thing in the headquarters, and few people use it.

"Step, step~"

Sun Xing's footsteps echoed on this small road. The road under his feet was the same as before, extremely soft. The difference was that this time only his footsteps echoed on the road, and there were no other strange sounds.

Of course, whether there are ghosts on the road can not be judged by the sound. Sun Xing is still full of vigilance while holding the iron rod.

Before there is an abnormality, no one knows whether this road leads to an unknown spiritual place, a bus station, or a trail with ghosts.

After walking for a few more minutes, the scene under my feet did not change, but the surrounding graves hidden in the thick fog gradually disappeared, replaced by a barren land, as if I had entered some strange and supernatural land.

Even though he noticed the changes in his surroundings, Sun Xing did not dare to walk out of the two-meter-wide path, because his intuition told him that if he left the path summoned by the ghost signpost, something terrible might happen.

When the supernatural collides with reality, no one knows what will happen.

From the moment the ghost road sign was planted on the ground, they were no longer on the outskirts of Dahong City.

In layman's terms, these three paths represent three choices, and they are actually three kinds of supernatural places.

"It's been a few minutes, isn't it over yet?"

"There are no ghosts, and there is nothing abnormal. It seems that this is the road leading to the station or a spiritual place."

Sun Xing's eyes flickered, comparing the time when he encountered the ghost on the previous road, he secretly guessed.

But he also noticed some abnormalities. The surrounding fog gradually dissipated, and his eyes could already see some paths ahead through the strange fog. At this time, if there were ghosts ahead, he would definitely spot them immediately.

On the endless path, only the footsteps of the three of them, Shasha, echoed.

Even Xiong Wenwen became nervous at this moment and stopped talking nonsense.

Obviously, he also noticed what the end of this road represented.

If the bus station is fine, but if it is an unknown spiritual place, then it is simply the worst outcome.

"The soil in front is black, something has changed!"

Suddenly, Sun Xing saw the ground more than a dozen steps away. There were countless gravels, and there seemed to be a few big rocks faintly visible. The dark brown soil seemed to indicate that they had arrived at a strange place.

"Is it an unknown spiritual place?"

He slowed down, and not long after, the yellow path under his feet seemed to have come to an end, and this spiritual path seemed to be gradually fading away, as if it would disappear soon.

A few steps ahead, there is blackened soil. Sun Xing is standing at the end of the path, and there is still a thin mist to cover it. As long as he doesn't step out, it is reasonable to say that he will not be disturbed by the outside.

He needs to see if this is an unknown spiritual place or a bus station.

"Where's the bus? It's all deserted. Something's wrong."

Sun Xing's face darkened. If it's as he guessed, their luck is too bad, right?

He was hidden in the mist, and the road under his feet was incompatible with the surroundings, like an extra road extending from the mountains. At this moment, the road was gradually fading away, and Sun Xing realized that they were connecting with reality.

Whether it is a spiritual place or a bus stop, you may know right away.

"Why don't you go?"

Fang Shiming followed, a little confused.

"It's over."

Sun Xing said.

Fang Shiming's eyes froze, and his face immediately became very serious. Walking to the end almost meant that they should work hard.

"Why is it so cold?"

Sun Xing shuddered suddenly. Unknowingly, several snowflakes covered his shoulders, causing his pupils to constrict, and his whole body tensed up instantly.

"I'm still in the middle of the three trails marked by ghost road signs. How can it snow? Besides, where can there be snow on a hot day?"

His eyes burst into flames, and he looked towards the outside world.

The clear wind howled past, his eyes froze, and his brain lost his thinking with a bang.

They seem to have come to a remote village. On a deserted path not far away, there is a telephone pole with a weather-beaten wooden stop sign hanging on it, which seems to be a temporary bus stop.

Other than that, the surrounding area was barren, with nothing but some trees that could be seen faintly.

What shocked him was not this, but a figure standing under the bus stop sign.

A figure with her back to them, a woman in a white dress, with long hair and snowflakes all over her body, stood motionless, quietly standing under the bus plate, the surrounding cold wind howling, more and more snowflakes drifting, snow , the lower is bigger
"The road around is about to disappear."

Fang Shiming from behind reminded him.

"I know."

Sun Xing's body blazed from time to time, igniting the snowflakes on his body. He had an intuition that this snow was very dangerous.

"There is a ghost in front, this snow is not normal."

After finishing speaking, the yellow road under Sun Xing's feet completely disappeared, and the fog that originally blocked him also disappeared. The three of them completely appeared in an unknown place. Not far from them, there was a ghost with a very clear purpose. Waiting for the bus.

"Huh, huh~"

The moment the fog disappeared, snowflakes were flying all over the sky, seeming to be approaching the three intentionally or unintentionally.

From the beginning to the end, the figure with its back to them didn't move, just stood there quietly.

"The good news is good luck, this is indeed a bus stop, the bad news is that there is a ghost in front of us."

"The next step is to resist the attack of this ghost."

Sun Xing thought about it, and clenched the iron rod in his hand.

Before the bus stopped, instead of running around, they had to raise their hearts to face the ghost.

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