Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 149 Tongue Pulling Ghost Xu Xin (4500 words! Please subscribe!)

Sun Xing looked at the figure standing in the corner with a gloomy face, and silently clenched the iron rod with both hands.

"Boss, Zhuge Sheng is lying to you, I, I am still alive, he must have made a mistake!"

The figure who had just stood up brought up a large piece of corpse oil with a splash, flowing down from his body, and soon dyed the whole land.

Under the corrosion of this liquid, Sun Xing's eyes narrowed, and he clearly saw that the floor not far away seemed to be melting
The corpse oil on this guy seems to be on another level, more terrifying.

After receiving Zhuge Sheng's affirmative answer, Sun Xing hung up the phone.

It's just that after hanging up the phone, his eyes started to roll as he stared at the person not far away.

If two people asked him to choose one to believe, then he would definitely choose to believe in Zhuge Sheng.

Because he didn't feel the breath of a ghost from this person.

Although the opponent's body was not in the right condition, he didn't have the aura of a ghost, just like an ordinary person.

But large pieces of corpse oil accumulated on the body again, the body has rotted, and even the face is swollen. It is impossible for an ordinary person to survive in this situation.

But the opponent didn't have a ghost, and his body seemed to be shrouded in supernatural fluctuations, which made it difficult for Sun Xing to judge what kind of state it was.

"It should be a person, right? Although the breath on this guy is not right, it must have nothing to do with ghosts."

He Tianxiong also had a solemn expression, making a difficult judgment.

This guy is neither a human nor a ghost now, let alone a ghost master.

"You said you were human, so tell me, where did your ghost go?"

A killing intent flashed across Sun Xing's eyes, he clenched the iron rod in his hand, and asked.

"Where is my ghost? Isn't this my ghost? Boss, what are you kidding?"

Huang Wen spread out his rancid palm, his palm was yellow, which really explained what is called oily hands.

Large flakes of yellow liquid exuded a stench and flowed down from his palm, seemingly endlessly.

"By the way, what is your ghost? Why is there no information about your ghost in the club?"

Sun Xing asked suddenly.

"Corpse oil, boss, my ghost is corpse oil."

Holding the liquid in his hand, Huang Wen didn't understand why Sun Xing would ask this question.

Corpse oil ghost?

The doubts in Sun Xing's heart became heavier, and he felt that he might be closer to the real source of ghosts here.

So far, he feels as if he has been misguided.

The corpse outside the construction site appeared here. If he said that it had nothing to do with this person, he would not believe it if he killed him.

These corpses were moved here from outside the construction site. In just a few minutes, it was obvious that the strength of ordinary people could not do it at all, and only the ability of ghosts could do it.

But the ghost slave is here, where is the real ghost?

Sun Xing glanced at the big hole, where corpse oil was continuously flowing, and it was the second floor that dripped.

"Then tell me, how did you deal with the supernatural events after you came here, and what happened?"

Sun Xing still didn't believe this Huang Wen, and didn't even let him approach.

The aura of this guy is too weird. It is impossible for a ghost master to live without a ghost, let alone a person like him who has been controlling a ghost for a long time and has been severely corroded.

If Sun Xing lost his ghost now, he would not escape death.

"After Xu Xin and I came here, no, aren't we dealing with supernatural events? Didn't we just arrive? Where is Xu Xin's people?"

"I remember that we came here together, where is Xu Xin? Where is Xu Xin?"

Huang Wen in the corner scratched his scalp, feeling dizzy at first, and finally the expression on his face suddenly became ferocious.

"Clap!"

A large piece of scalp fell off his head and landed on the ground with a large piece of corpse oil, which shocked everyone.

The head was covered with brains, which was truly terrifying. What was strange was that no blood flowed out of it, as if his body was just an empty shell, and the blood had already drained out.

Just arrived?

What are you kidding, you started to act two days ago.

Sun Xing's breathing became sluggish. This guy seemed to have lost his memory for two days. He looked like a ghost at this moment.

Huang Wen's face was dazed, and he scratched his scalp crazily, as if desperately trying to recall his experience of coming here, but his brain was throbbing, and he couldn't remember at all, and large pieces of scalp fell off.

Sun Xing saw that after Huang Wen's scalp fell off, a dry and blackened head was exposed.

At this moment, his head was swollen, and his body that had just stood up seemed a little overwhelmed, staggered, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Crash! Crash!"

As if a basin had been overturned, a black liquid poured down and flowed out of his head.

It was full of corpse oil, and the oily thing stained his whole body, but his head did not stop, gurgling and flowing, as if the faucet was turned on.

But even so, Huang Wen is still struggling, trying to recall everything that happened between him and Xu Xin, but this memory seems to be missing in his brain, no matter how hard he tries, he can't remember what happened with Xu Xin.

It seems that his memory can only be traced back to when the two came here, as for everything that happened after that, it is unknown.

"Fuck."

Gao Jue couldn't help but swear.

This scene stunned everyone.

After losing Li Gui, all his scalp has fallen off, can he still live?
"Where is Xu Xin? Where is Xu Xin? The two of us came together. Where is he?"

At the end of Huang Wen's speech, he almost fell into a madness. He kept yelling, and the veins on his neck burst out, almost turning into a ghost.

"It seems that I can't understand anything from him."

He Tianxiong shook his head helplessly.

After crossing a lot of ghost slaves and coming here, the result is such a result.

"What is Xu Xin's ghost?"

Seeing that there were no clues to ask, Sun Xing changed his angle.

"Xu Xin? Xu Xin is a tongue-pulling ghost, what's the point?"

Huang Wen, who fell in the corner, replied as if reflexively, and seemed to be talking to himself. The mental state of the whole person seemed not right, and he looked like a lunatic.

Tongue-pulling ghost, dead oil ghost.
Sun Xing's heart sank, this tongue-pulling ghost also sounds like a very dangerous ghost.

There have been [-] levels of hell among the folks since ancient times, and one of them is the famous Tongue Pulling Hell, because it ranks first among the [-] levels of hell.

It is the first of the eighteen hells.

If there are really [-] hells in the world, Sun Xing may have one in his hands.

Isn't the second floor of the eighteen hells, the scissors hell, exactly corresponding to the ghost scissors?
"Since you have nothing to ask here, let's stop here and let's leave here first."

Sun Xing's eyes moved slightly, and his steps slowly backed away. He subconsciously felt that Huang Wen's state was not right. They had never encountered the real ghost here.

"Don't! Brother Sun, am I not going to die if I stay here? You have to save me."

Huang Wen, who heard that Sun Xing and others were about to leave, was very excited. He immediately stood up, let go of his hand covering his head, and immediately roared.

"Seek good luck for yourself, don't follow me."

Sun Xing frowned, the figures of the three had disappeared into the darkness, leaving Huang Wen alone.

"Boss, wouldn't this be too cruel? He was sent to carry out supernatural events anyway. If we go like this, will he die here?"

In the darkness, Sun Xing quickly left here with He Tianxiong and Gao Jue, and returned along the dark passage. On the way, Gao Jue asked with some doubts.

"Do you think he's still alive?"

Sun Xing quickened his pace and ignored Huang Wen who was behind him.

There is a problem with this Huangwen.

He couldn't say where the problem was, but there was definitely a problem.

Perhaps only when encountering a real ghost can the weirdness here be truly unraveled.

"What should we do now? The ghost slave is here, and the real ghost must not be far away."

He Tianxiong quickened his pace, and ran to the front of Sun Xing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Take a look at the passage on the right, tongue-pulling ghost Xu Xin, but be careful, tongue-plucking ghost Xu Xin, this person must be dead too, the tongues exposed by the workers underground may have something to do with this ghost."

Sun Xing thought about it and said.

After the three of them left, Huang Wen showed a ferocious expression on his face, and then slowly stood up, even chasing the path that Sun Xing and the three left, and also left here.

"If you don't save me, then I will save myself."

His whole body stumbled, and soon he saw a group of ghost slaves covered in corpse oil. Sun Xing didn't deal with these ghost slaves. After he left here completely, these ghost slaves gradually recovered their movements.

Strangely, these ghost slaves did not attack him, fell to the ground, and continued to wander.

"This is my ghost slave! That's right, where is my ghost?"

Huang Wen's heart trembled, and he recognized it.

The corpse oil flowed from his body, but he was surprised to find that he tried to control these ghost slaves, but failed.

"Where's my ghost?"

Huang Wen's swollen head was shaking, no matter how hard he tried, these ghost slaves didn't seem to know him.

But strangely, these ghosts also did not attack him.

Abnormality is revealed everywhere.

"It doesn't matter, I want to get out of here, out of here."

Huang Wen's body was almost rotten, and he couldn't figure out where his ghost went, let alone why he was still alive without the ghost. He didn't want to figure it out now, he just wanted to leave this weird place.

But he never thought about another question from the beginning to the end. Maybe he died long ago?

After leaving here, Sun Xing stopped at the stairs on the third floor. The speed of the three of them was very fast, followed by a person who was neither human nor ghost, and no one had to panic.

"This time you listen to the voice on the right, and then go to the fourth floor to have a look."

The aisle on the right was also pitch black, making it impossible to see through.

Therefore, Sun Xing stopped and let Gao Jue use his ability.

Soon, Gao Jue closed his eyes, and stopped after a few seconds.

"The voice on the right seems to be the same as before, no, something is coming out!"

Suddenly.

Gao Jue exclaimed, looking at the darkness in the aisle on the right.

This time.

Not only he heard it, both Sun Xing and He Tianxiong heard the huge movement coming from the darkness, the whole building seemed to be shaking, and anyone who was not deaf could notice the movement here.

"ghost!"

In the dark corridor, the commotion was getting louder and louder.

Gradually, a strange figure came out. This figure was wet all over, and corpse oil kept leaking from his body, like a source. The corpse oil on his body could never be drained, like a shadow made of corpse oil, If they hadn't stood in front of the three of them with their own eyes, no one would have believed that such a strange ghost existed.

But if you look closely, you will find that this body made of corpse oil seems to be [-]-[-]% similar to Huang Wen, as if it was made with him as a template.

"Corpse oil ghost?"

"My ghost! Why are you here?"

Suddenly.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the corridor on the left, Huang Wen looked at this blurred figure with a hideous face, and roared viciously.

This is the ghost in his body, and he will never admit it wrong.

However, following his roar, the pool of corpse oil began to vibrate crazily.

The human form was no longer visible, and a large piece of black grease flowed out. The corpse oil rolled, and soon began to expand at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, the third floor was completely covered.

The corpse oil rolled, flowed from the floor, corroded the ground, and rushed towards the four people.

"Strange thing."

He Tianxiong frowned, and leaned back again.

Everything that happened today was a little too much to believe.

He could survive without the ghost, and what was even more frightening was that the ghost in his body attacked him, what is this?
"Ruined."

Looking at the overwhelming corpse oil and the strong and pungent smell above it, Gao Jue immediately realized that this was different from the corpse oil road they had stepped on before.

This is a real revived ghost. At this moment, the whole building is shaking, and Gao Jue even feels that the stairs under his feet are a little unstable, and they may collapse at any time.

"Using ghosts to limit ghosts is the best way."

An old straw rope was thrown out by Sun Xing, and it bound the terrifying ghost in an instant. Although it seemed to have always existed in the form of corpse oil, it was still restrained by the ghost rope at this moment.

"Clap! Clap!"

Corpse oil kept dripping onto the ground, squirming like water stains, as if trying to break through some kind of bondage.

"The ghost rope is corroded and cannot be dragged."

Sun Xing focused his eyes, and noticed a slight change on the ghost rope. The yellow end there was a little dim, and it seemed that the spirit had also been weakened.

If this continues, the ghost rope may be the first to fail.

Because the ghost rope was transformed by him, it is impossible to start a tug-of-war with a real ghost.

"container."

Sun Xing spoke to Gao Jue behind him.

Gao Jue quickly took out a large gold box from the backpack behind him, and tremblingly handed it to Sun Xing.

He didn't expect that a revived ghost would be dealt with so quickly.

"This, this is my ghost, you can't lock it up."

Huang Wen's teeth chattered. With the corpse oil ghost being restrained, the corpse oil on his body seemed to be much smaller. A thought suddenly came to his mind that the corpse oil ghost could not be imprisoned.

He didn't know where this idea came from, but it suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart, which surprised him a little.

"I can't lose a dead oil ghost. Can a ghost master live without his own ghost?"

Huang Wen's face turned hard, and he suddenly figured it out.

He realized that something was wrong with his state. He was still alive for the time being, and this state would definitely not last long. He couldn't continue to live without recovering the corpse oil ghost.

"Go aside."

He Tianxiong came over and stopped him, because he could see that this guy had no ghosts in his body at all, and he couldn't be his opponent at all.

"Are you sure you're still alive?"

He Tianxiong looked at him with a half-smile.

boom!
Sun Xing opened the golden box and put the corpse oil ghost tied by the ghost rope into it. The rushing corpse oil suddenly stopped, without the momentum like a big wave before, it became much smaller in an instant, and the surrounding area instantly stopped Only puddles of corpse oil remained.

A corpse was slowly washed out from the corpse oil, revealing his face.

It was a somewhat fat corpse, swollen from soaking, with a big belly, but the whole body was not decomposed. Obviously, the time of death was very short, not long, because the corpse was very fresh.

Sun Xing stared at this person's face and suddenly felt a little familiar.

This is a very fat face that has been soaked, and the face has turned pale. The skin of the whole person has peeled off a lot, but the face is very well preserved, and it even looks oily and slippery.

This guy seems like he met him at the club
"Xu Xin? Impossible, how could he be killed by my ghost?"

Huang Wen behind him suddenly screamed.

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