Mysterious Resurgence: Starting with the Strange Bus

Chapter 213 The Abilities of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China
"Li Hui, where is this?"

Under Li Hui's control, a group of souls emerged from the huge portrait and appeared in the core area of ​​this endless graveyard.

After surveying the surroundings, Yang Xiao, who was in the lead, frowned. This dark world, filled with coldness and eeriness, was clearly not any place in the real world he knew, but some supernatural place!

In particular, those mounds of earth, rising up like hills, gave him an extremely strange feeling.

And there's a stone tablet standing in front of the mound...

Is that a tombstone?
Yang Xiao was somewhat unsure whether to confirm.

Judging from the inscriptions on those stone tablets, they are indeed no different from the tombstones of the old society, but whose grave is so big?

Rather than calling it a grave, it would be more accurate to call it a hill; in terms of size, it is almost the size of some buildings.

the most important is.

Yang Xiao sensed an unusual aura emanating from those mounds of earth.

That's an aura of the supernatural!
"So, are these strange 'graves' filled with vengeful ghosts? No, that's not right. Maybe the soil itself is a kind of supernatural phenomenon!" Yang Xiao thought to himself.

He then addressed Li Hui, saying, "You summoned us here because of these graves that bury the supernatural?"

"Ah."

Li Hui nodded calmly. "To be precise, I want you to help me dig up that grave. The supernatural being buried inside is my goal for this trip. The soil that formed the grave is special; it can isolate other supernatural beings, so the only way is to dig up the grave."

While talking.

One after another, hoes and shovels that had been prepared in advance appeared out of thin air and fell to the ground beside the group of dead souls.

Hoes and shovels are just ordinary tools, without any supernatural properties, but they are sufficient for digging graves.

After all, in the original novel, Ye Zhen relied on an ordinary shovel to dig graves and search for treasure all over the world in Fushou Garden, which is the Endless Graveyard. He even broke more than one shovel. Obviously, he was using ordinary tools, not supernatural items.

Therefore, it can be determined that digging up the graves here does not require the use of supernatural items; ordinary digging tools are sufficient, and if one does not mind the trouble, one can even dig directly by hand.

"This... digging up a grave?"

The group of dead souls all looked strange upon hearing this.

Even though these spirits are not their original forms at this moment, and their overall strength is only about 60% of their original forms, they can still be considered top-notch ghost controllers in the supernatural world. But with Li Hui, they seem to only be able to do some mundane daily 'errands'?

If this were to be told, I doubt anyone would believe it. Thirty or forty souls, whose strength rivals that of a first-rate ghost tamer, could offer Li Hui almost no help, only doing mundane tasks. How were those ordinary ghost tamers, still struggling at the bottom, supposed to cope?
Although they were filled with sorrow, not a single soul refused. Instead, they picked up the digging tools that had fallen to their feet and walked toward the small hill-like mound of graves that Li Hui had pointed out, preparing to dig.

The Tomb of Luo Qian?

Is the person buried in this tomb named Luo Qian?

The approaching group of spirits showed slight changes in their expressions as they recognized the inscription on the tombstone in front of the burial mound.

“Speaking of Luo Qian, I’m reminded of a very special person.” Yang Xiao, standing next to Li Hui, had a strange expression on his face. He did not act with the other wandering souls.

"I remember my original self mentioned this name when I was talking to Lao Qin. It seems that Luo Qian was a ghost tamer during the Republic of China era. I wonder if the Luo Qian that Lao Qin mentioned is the same person buried in this tomb."

As he said this, Yang Xiao looked nostalgic, as if he were recalling something.

Upon hearing this, Li Hui chimed in, "If the Old Qin you're talking about is Elder Qin from the Ghost Riders Headquarters, then the Luo Qian you've heard of and the person buried in this grave are indeed the same person!"

"I don't know if Lao Qin is the person you're talking about, but I remember he used to be a bus driver. However, the buses he drove were a bit strange; they weren't for carrying people, but for carrying ghosts!"

At this point, Yang Xiao changed the subject, looking at Li Hui and saying, "And..."

"The vengeful spirits in such haunted places shouldn't have anything to do with you. You went to the trouble of digging up graves, obviously not to imprison the vengeful spirits buried there, but because you're after the supernatural abilities of that particular vengeful spirit?"

"Yes." Faced with Yang Xiao's question, Li Hui did not deny it and nodded in acknowledgment quite frankly.

"The supernatural beings that Luo Qian controlled in his lifetime were extremely powerful. Even now, I wouldn't dare say I could definitely win against him."

"Most importantly, the supernatural abilities he wields are very compatible with some of the supernatural abilities I currently possess. If we can successfully acquire Luo Qian's supernatural abilities, then the supernatural abilities will be superimposed, resulting in an effect greater than the sum of its parts!"

This is the truth.

The supernatural elements in Luo Qian's grave, combined with the suppression of ghosts by Li Hui and the supernatural elements on the bus, would likely be enough to bury and kill most people in the entire supernatural community.

"Dig it up!"

At this time.

A voice of a dead soul came from the distance.

While Li Hui and Yang Xiao were chatting, a group of dead souls on the other side started digging at the grave. The grave, which looked like a small hill, was quickly dug open by the joint efforts of more than thirty dead souls, revealing the scene inside the grave.

After the huge mound was dug up, the burial pit inside was not much different in size from a normal grave. Inside was a black coffin, but the character "奠" (meaning "offering") on the coffin was an eerie red, very bright, as if it could drip blood.

"Do we need to open the coffin?" the departed spirit who had just spoken asked Li Hui as he stepped forward.

"open it!"

Li Hui's gaze did not linger on the deceased soul, but instead focused on the black coffin in the grave pit. He then gave the order to the other souls to open the coffin.

Immediately, everyone worked together to lift the coffin out of the pit and place it on the flat ground beside it. Then, they picked up shovels and used them as crowbars to pry open the lid of the black coffin.

"Crench!"

"boom!"

With the combined efforts of the departed souls, the black coffin was quickly pried open, and the lid fell to the ground beside it, sinking into the slightly soft soil.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

When the coffin lid was pried open, everyone felt that the surrounding light suddenly dimmed and the temperature seemed to drop significantly.

"Is he Luo Qian?"

At this moment, Yang Xiao followed Li Hui to the side of the coffin, looked inside, and took in everything inside.

The inner walls of the coffin were also black, and inside lay an old man who exuded an aura of decay. He was wearing a slightly worn black jumpsuit covered in mud, and his eyes were closed, as if he were asleep.

next moment.

Without any warning, the old man lying in the coffin suddenly sat up and opened his eyes.

The old man's eyes were very strange; they had no pupils and were completely black, giving off an extremely sinister feeling. His expression was cold and devoid of any emotion as he turned to look at Li Hui and Yang Xiao, who were closest to him.

"Ok?"

The moment Yang Xiao was stared at by the old man's emotionless, cold, and eerily dark eyes, his pupils contracted sharply as he felt an immense pressure.

Li Hui, on the other hand, remained calm and showed no sign of panic, as if he did not feel any pressure at all.

"As expected, it wasn't the original body, but just a dismembered part of the supernatural being. It seems my earlier guess was correct; Luo Qian's body was buried in the cemetery behind the old house where Zhang Dong lives." Li Hui sighed slightly.

The sights he saw were different from those of others.

Within his sight.

The strange old man before him had transformed into a large tomb. He knew that this was a part of the supernatural being that Luo Qian had dismembered, and its purpose was to suppress and stabilize the endless graveyard. However, he had not yet figured out exactly how to stabilize it.

However, even though it was only a part of Luo Qian's supernatural power, it was still much stronger than the spirits of Yang Xiao and the others. The intensity of the supernatural power between the two was clearly not on the same level, so it was not surprising that Yang Xiao and the others felt pressured.

"Alright, leave the rest to me. You are no match for Luo Qian. Staying here won't help me at all, and you might even be buried alive."

As he spoke, Li Hui waved his hand, and the bodies of more than thirty dead souls around him uncontrollably converged in the same place, then transformed back into that huge portrait, and then disappeared into Li Hui's ghost realm.

After doing all this, Li Hui's gaze fell on Luo Qian once again.

"The supernatural beings capable of burying everything in the mortal world—even among the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, Luo Qian's strength is estimated to be among the top three."

Li Hui looked at the old man in front of him and said, "If you were in your complete state, it might still seem a bit tricky to me, but since it's only a part of the supernatural, then there's no problem."

Li Hui's overall strength has now clearly reached the top level of the Republic of China, and he is no less than any of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China except for Zhang Dong, which naturally includes Luo Qian.

"Clap!"

suddenly.

The eerie old man sitting in the coffin stirred again. He gripped the sides of the black coffin with both hands, seemingly trying to stand up by supporting himself on the coffin.

However, at that moment, the red character "奠" on the black coffin suddenly emitted a red light and began to ooze a bright red liquid, which had a pungent, fishy smell and a strong smell of blood.

"Is this Luo Qian's backup plan?"

"Using this coffin to suppress the supernatural beings that you've dismembered, and then having these supernatural beings suppress the supernatural beings in the graveyard in an unknown way, thus delaying the time when the endless graveyard will completely spiral out of control?"

Li Hui secretly speculated in his heart.

He then began the next step of his operation.

A strange, scarlet light emerged from the back of his hand, illuminating the surroundings, and then spread toward the eerie old man in the black coffin before him.

Replicating Luo Qian's supernatural abilities.

That was his main purpose in entering this haunted place.

to be frank.

At first, Luo Qian's supernatural abilities were not his target, but when he saw a group of messengers carrying red letters entering Dahai City and then heading to Fushou Garden, Li Hui's thoughts changed.

After all, how could he not be envious of the abilities of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China?

If there were no opportunity under normal circumstances, Li Hui wouldn't have bothered to force it. But now that the opportunity had come knocking on his door and he had been told that Luo Qian was dead, Li Hui naturally had to seize it.

soon.

A crimson glow, reminiscent of a cell phone tattoo, enveloped Luo Qian's entire body.

During this time, Luo Qian in the coffin remained motionless. It was unclear whether the coffin's supernatural power suppressed him or the red light from the phone tattoo successfully froze him, making the process of replicating the supernatural event very smooth.

that's it.

Time passes minute by minute...

When Li Hui silently counted to 17, the eerie red light enveloping the old man's body began to slowly dissipate and returned to the back of Li Hui's hand, which was the phone tattoo.

Then a strange pattern appeared on the screen of the phone tattoo.

It was a miniature image of an old man, identical in appearance to Luo Qian in the black coffin in front of Li Hui, even in clothing. However, the figure appeared more ethereal, with a faint image of a grave mound emerging behind him.

The moment the pattern formed, a sudden realization dawned on Li Hui.

"Sixty percent?"

"Seventeen seconds of replication time, 60% of the grave's supernatural power. Sure enough, Luo Qian's grave supernatural power is more terrifying than Ye Zhen's scapegoat, as well as the previous ghost painting, ghost messenger, mummified bride, and even the bus supernatural power!"

of course.

The 'sixty percent' here refers to sixty percent of the strength of the complete grave spirit that Luo Qian controlled, not sixty percent of the strength of the 'Luo Qian' in the black coffin in front of us. After all, he was just a dismembered part of the spirit manifestation.

In other words.

At this moment, Luo Qian, who was sitting in the coffin in front of Li Hui, must possess at least 60% of the supernatural power of the complete grave soil. Otherwise, no matter how incredible the ability of the mobile phone tattoo was, it would be impossible to create something out of nothing.

After all, phone tattoos can only replicate the supernatural, not create it out of thin air!
As for why Li Hui could discern that he had replicated the supernatural power of the grave soil to a degree of 60% even though he had never seen the complete supernatural phenomenon, it was a kind of inexplicable feeling.

It was as if someone was telling him in his ear, or constantly speaking in his mind, that a sudden realization dawned on him.

Besides replicating the supernatural intensity, he also knew how to use this part of the supernatural ability. It was a very strange feeling, just like the legendary 'self-taught'.

Not only the supernatural phenomena of the grave soil that were just replicated, but also other supernatural abilities that Li Hui replicated before are the same.

"Tick-tock", "tick-tock", "tick-tock"...

Just as Li Hui was pondering this.

The red liquid flowing from the red '奠' character on the black coffin in front of him increased, staining the soil around the coffin red.

At the same time, the entire coffin was shaking slightly and making creaking sounds, as if it was already overburdened and might fall apart at any moment.

The most terrifying thing is.

Luo Qian, who was originally sitting in the coffin, stood up at this moment, slowly raised one foot, and stepped out of the coffin, but his overall movement seemed very stiff.

See this.

Li Hui's eyes flickered slightly, and he thought to himself, "It seems that this black ghost coffin will not be able to suppress Luo Qian's supernatural abilities!"

(End of this chapter)