Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 169 The Release of Ghost Cannibals (Please Subscribe! Please Subscribe!)
When the ghost paintings in Dajing City were in turmoil and began to invade the city again, an old man had quietly stepped into the ghost paintings.

Only Cao Yanhua, Wang Xiaoming, and Li Yang knew about Mr. Qin's departure to enter Ghost Painting. Even the captain of the headquarters was kept secret.

But as the news of the ghost painting team's mission failure spread, many people also guessed the headquarters' next move.

After all, this team is composed of two captains, Li Jun and Liu San. Although Liu San only came with a paper doll, only those who know him know that his paper doll is similar to a clone. But it accounted for more than half of his own strength.

That is to say, in front of the powerful ghost screen, even if he enters it, the outcome will most likely not change.

A team of this size has failed, so if you want to deal with ghost paintings, you might have to mobilize the old man in the headquarters, right?

This is the speculation and idea in the minds of many people.

However, at the moment when the undercurrent in Dajing City was surging, another place was not quiet either.

In an empty auditorium, there was an empty, melodious music at this moment. This music sounded very ethereal, and after listening to it, people were in a trance, and even felt drowsy.

This is the contact method from abroad. Although there are not many team leaders from abroad this time, other ghost masters can't do nothing.

This auditorium-like scene is a supernatural intelligence system specially built abroad.

At this moment, several strange figures appeared in this auditorium.

A handsome man in a tuxedo sat in front of the piano in the auditorium, melodious music echoed around him, with his back to the crowd, sitting there quietly, as if waiting for others to speak.

It was in this strange space that this group of ghost masters dared to gather together.

"Ghost painting has revived, and the momentum this time is stronger than before. The headquarters in Dajing is indeed still solving this supernatural incident."

In the auditorium, a man wearing a cowboy hat and magazines, who looked like a western cowboy, suddenly appeared.

His voice is indifferent, with strong confidence on his face. Compared with other ghost masters, his emotions seem to be richer.

"Simon, this is obviously an opinion. You don't need to remind us. We are not the protagonists this time. After all, we are not at a loss no matter how we lead ghosts to this land this time, so there is no need to work hard."

A figure appeared in the auditorium. This person was holding an old book, dressed like a missionary, and had a strange voice, giving off an extremely dangerous feeling.

It's just that in this auditorium formed by consciousness, everyone has been reduced to the existence of ordinary people, so this missionary seems to be very harmonious, but when he first appeared, everyone in the auditorium was startled Jump.

Many of them don't understand that the ghost master organizations originally belonged to various countries. Of course, the country with the largest number of people is the country headed by the country of the United States. It occupies half of the "team leaders" in this organization, and is extremely powerful.

"The old man has already left, and I feel a powerful aura pouring into the ghost painting, which makes people tremble!"

A weird man covered in ink came out of the auditorium at some point. He was dressed in a strange way, like a character from the previous period. At this moment, the weird man's pupils were wide open and his face was horrified.

As soon as these words came out, the entire auditorium was silent, and it seemed that everyone fell into silence.

"What a fuss, I don't understand why we have to change our actions this time for that old man? Is the old guy from the previous era really that scary? All plans are to avoid him, it's too troublesome."

Simon curled his lips, looked at the weird ink man and said.

Among the several ghost masters present, except for him, they are all ghost masters from the United States. Only he is from a small country. If his strength is not recognized, he would not be able to hold the position of "team leader".

But he himself does not recognize this title. In his eyes, this title is too deterrent.

They, an organization jointly established by various countries, should have a more resounding title.

"This is necessary. The old man seems to have lived for hundreds of years. You must be very clear about what this means."

A man wearing a headscarf and holding a drawing board came out from the corner of the auditorium. He was drawing at the moment and said as he walked.

"I also want to remind you that it is best to cut off the connection with the world of ghost paintings. The old man's method is not simple, and he may be able to trace the source from the world of ghost paintings."

The painter-like man looked at the weird ink man and said.

As soon as these words came out, the ink man's heart shuddered and he nodded.

They are all ghost masters who have dealt with ghost paintings. Even though more than half a year has passed, the horror of ghost paintings still makes them shudder.

And he and the painter-looking man in front of him once stepped into a ghost painting together, and finally escaped.

What he didn't expect was that besides himself, the painter also seemed to have some kind of connection with the ghost painting, and seemed to be able to vaguely feel some situations in the ghost painting.

"Why hasn't that guy come yet? Let us all wait for him this time?"

Simon frowned when he heard the words. He is not a ghost master in the United States, and he has never participated in the ghost painting incident. Naturally, he couldn't understand the conversation between the two.

"Simon, if you are in a hurry, you can go to Dajing by yourself. No one is stopping you. There are many people who are qualified to run for team leader. We are only the first batch, but by no means the only one. The purpose of establishing this organization It is to integrate all the ghost masters, and we don’t want each country to fight on its own, our plan will not be disrupted.”

The man known as the artist paused his brush suddenly and stopped. The man did not lift his head, but said coldly.

"I didn't expect it to be so lively here, are they all waiting for me?"

Suddenly.

Another figure appeared in the entire auditorium. It was a short and fat middle-aged man, his body was still covered with mud when he appeared, and his appearance looked disheveled, which was incompatible with the gorgeous and exquisite attire of the people around him.

But none of the people present dared to laugh at him, and no one dared to underestimate him.

Because this team leader codenamed "Grave Digger" was suspected to be the strongest ghost master in a big country before. Not only is his strength strange, but the tomb he dug can kill people thousands of miles away.

It is said that once caught by this person, no matter where he escapes, he will be killed.

"How are the preparations for the ghost cannibal?"

Seeing his arrival, the missionary closed the bible in his hand and suddenly closed it. Although the ghost masters are chatting vigorously here, in fact, it can be said that almost all of this operation is based on grave digging. on people.

If the gravediggers failed, at most they would go to meet the ordinary ghost masters who were going to Dajing, and they themselves would not be able to contribute much in this operation.

"The preparations are almost done over there, and the map of the headquarters has also been obtained. The only thing that needs to be considered now is, where will this ghost be placed?"

The gravedigger suddenly asked a sharp question.

The ghost cannibal was not imprisoned by them. This ghost was extremely terrifying. They had no way to deal with it. Instead, they had been arranging people to guide this ghost like they did with the ghost painting at the beginning. It was probably wandering in the desert at the moment.

Although this method sounds troublesome and time-consuming, it works very well. At least during this period of time, the ghost wandered around in the desert and did not leave that area.

Compared with the danger of this ghost, the cost of killing several ghost masters is not unacceptable.

Of course, this method is somewhat untenable now.

It was not easy to lure that ghost away. For this, they paid the price of the entire population of several big cities.

But up to now, the ghost master who lured the ghost could no longer hold on. If this ghost master with special ability died, the ghost cannibals would be uncontrollable in the future.

"Of course it will be placed in Dajing City. Don't forget, our target this time is the underground of the headquarters."

The missionary said quietly, as if it were a trivial matter.

In fact, according to the degree of horror of that ghost, if it is placed in a large city with an astonishing population density, it may only take a few days for a city to turn into a dead city.

"Where should I put it in Dajing City? Should I just find an urban area or put it directly in the headquarters? Is this ghost at risk of being imprisoned?"

The gravedigger spoke again. He didn't know much about the headquarters this time, so he learned as much information as possible.

"Detention? Maybe it is possible to gather more than ten team leaders. Are there more than ten team leaders available at the headquarters?"

The painter spoke slowly, dispelling his doubts.

Ghost cannibals may be imprisoned, but the price may be extremely heavy, making it unbearable for any country.

This is the third-ranked ghost in the world, and it may even be ranked first in the painter's mind.

Because the speed of the second-ranked Nightmare and the first-ranked Ghost Call Killer is a bit insignificant compared to this ghost cannibal.

"According to the information, Jiang Shangbai is dead, Yang Jian has withdrawn from the headquarters, and several captains have lost contact. Currently, there are not many captains guarding Dajing. The only troublesome one is that man named Wei Jing."

The gravedigger said that this was reported by their informants at the headquarters. The information was so obvious that even people who were not at the headquarters could detect it.

As for the deeper information, I don't know.

"You have to be careful of that Liu San. Although his paper figurine died in the ghost painting, he seems to be fine."

The pianist suddenly spoke. He has been stored in this space of consciousness. Although he doesn't seem to be active outside, he knows the most information.

The gravedigger nodded: "If that's the case, then connect the ghost cannibal directly to the headquarters, and then I will enter the place where the ghost is held."

He no longer thought about whether ghost cannibals would be imprisoned, and a group of extremely terrifying ghosts were also imprisoned underground in the headquarters.

Among them is one of the goals of their trip, the starving ghost. If this internationally famous ghost can be released, then this operation will be considered a success.

Soon, the figure of the gravedigger disappeared in this space, leaving several other people watching the movements outside all the time.

Several team leaders just stayed here with their consciousness, mobilizing the ghost master team from the outside world. At this moment, they are frantically rushing to Dajing City.

To take advantage of the chaos, naturally there must be many people.

At this moment, in a large foreign desert, in the endless sea of ​​sand, the figure of a ghost master appeared from time to time. Running in the desert.

The soles of the black shoes on his feet have been worn out, but they are still firmly worn on his feet, without any trace of falling off, exuding a strange smell, which looks outrageous.

"How long will it take? I really can't hold it anymore."

While running wildly in the boundless sea of ​​sand, the man sent a message to the walkie-talkie in his hand.

Not far behind him, a strange dead body was walking slowly, and the stench of rotting corpses was permeating around him. From the mouth of this ghost, it kept drifting to the distance, as if it was desperately spreading out.

At this moment, this man was the only one in this desert, and the rest were either driven out forcibly, or stuffed into their stomachs by this ghost.

This dead body looked very thin, it could even be described as skinny, with a distorted face, it looked ferocious and terrifying. At this moment, there was a foreign object beating in the dead body's mouth, which was a blackened palm.

It seemed that it had just been bitten off a person, and the palm got stuck in the throat, but it disappeared quickly, as if it had entered the stomach of the dead body.

"Hurry up, hurry up, do you see the tomb a few hundred meters away in front of you? Jump in immediately, and I will meet your arrival. Remember, don't make mistakes."

A cold voice came from the other end of the intercom.

At this moment, outside Otsu City, the figure of the gravedigger appeared. He hid in the dark and looked into the distance without any confusion in his eyes. It seemed that he saw the ghost on the other side of the ocean thousands of kilometers away.

"I understand."

The man on the other end of the walkie-talkie was sweating profusely, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He had a strong ghostly aura, and he couldn't last too long. If he didn't think about it, he would run to his death here sooner or later.

So far, he and another ghost master, the two taking over, have been wandering around this big desert with the ghosts behind them for a week.

In addition to the special abilities of the two of them, the shoes under his feet, the clothes on his body, even the hat on his head, and the powder sprinkled on the dead body are all supernatural things.

At this moment, the shoes under his feet were ready to move, as if something inside was getting out. When he was running, he always felt fingers on the soles of his feet scratching him, but when he turned his head, there was nothing under his feet, which made people feel extremely horrified.

"I can't wear the shoes under my feet. This thing seems to be a ghost."

The man gritted his teeth and ran towards the grave not far away.

"I'll be free soon."

With the help of various supernatural beings, he always kept a certain distance from the ghost behind him, so that he would not lose his target too far, and would not be killed by him. However, even the U.S. could not bear this price too much. Long.

After all, which country can afford such consumption at the same time?
Once a supernatural object is damaged, it is almost irreversible.

Three minutes later, the man came to a bottomless grave and jumped into it immediately.

The next moment, the gravedigger outside Otsu City nodded, quickly jumped into the pit, and brought the man out of the ground.

Then, in Dajing City, a hole suddenly opened under a ground.

A bottomless tomb was exposed, but unfortunately no one saw it.

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