Mysterious Resurrection: I Can Exchange Equivalently

Chapter 235 Li Qingzhi (please recommend, ask monthly ticket, please collect)
Luo Wensong came to room 388 again and saw the record player and the hanging painting. The records on the record player had been restored and were intact as before.
"Obviously, it's this box that makes sounds. It's a supernatural object, a supernatural medium that can make sounds that make people hallucinate and kill people. How can I escape from the power of this medium? As for the murder pattern, maybe if I cover my ears and not listen to the sound, I can prevent the media from affecting me. It seems unlikely to be possible."
Then, while Luo Wensong was thinking about how to deal with it, the record player started spinning again, which meant that a supernatural attack was coming.
"So fast! Why don't you follow some procedures?" It was completely different from the situation just now. The record was not broken, but the children's singing was completely gone.
Luo Wensong seemed to hear a crisp sound, like the sound of broken strings.
"Your life is really tough, you didn't die?"
"Who is it? Who is talking?"
Luo Wensong was shocked and looked around the room, but he didn't see anyone.No, there are still, this life-size portrait is a person.
Seeing Luo Wensong looking towards the hanging painting, a strange voice sounded from behind Luo Wensong, Luo Wensong turned around but saw nothing.
"A human? A ghost master or a..."
"Boy, the sense of smell is not bad, but it's just not bad. It's still too immature, a newcomer who just debuted?"
Luo Wensong was a little suspicious; "If I'm not mistaken, the source of the speech should be Your Excellency in the portrait. Although it is weird to have a person in the portrait, it is not impossible to do supernatural things. But the voice of the voice is in my Behind it, why is this? Are you teasing me out of boredom?"
"You have something, but not much. Do you know who blocked the death-killing law of the record player for you? However, I don't need to block it for you. You can't die anyway. At most, you can die a few more times. You said yes Bar."
"It was you who helped me block the spiritual attack of this box? Then I thank you in advance. According to your tone, you should also be a ghost master, why are you staying in the painting? Also, I am a woman , why do you call me kid?"
The person in the portrait didn't move, but Luo Wensong seemed to see him smiling; "Hehe, your appearance is that of Sister Liu, and your voice is that of Sister Liu, but you don't recognize me. Seeing you startled and surprised , then most likely it’s not Sister Liu, as for whether you are a man or a woman, I guess.”
"So, you know Sister Liu?"
"Well, it seems that you know Sister Liu. Speaking of which, I am the same as you. I am considered to be Sister Liu's junior. My name is Li Qingzhi, what do you call my little brother?"
"My name is Luo Wensong, and I am the administrator of the Caesar Hotel. What is your current state, are you dead or alive, or are you talking about a talking painting?"
Li Qingzhi; "If I can wake up, it seems that something happened to the Caesars Hotel, right? I can feel that Caesars Hotel's power to suppress my ghosts and paintings is weakening. It won't be long before everyone, including me It's a pity that many of the ghosts imprisoned in the hotel will come out. Little brother Luo, don't mind saving me, thank you for your kindness, I will repay you well!"
"It's okay to save you. After all, you just helped me block the ghost of the record player, but how can I save you? I don't have that ability, I'm just an ordinary person."
"It's easy to save me. Since you are the administrator, it's easy to do. You come over, yes. You come over and put your foot on this painting, and then just keep still."
When Luo Wensong heard about it, he followed suit while thinking about it.It seems that Li Qingzhi knows the power of the administrator's authority, so most of them do know Sister Liu, and this is true.
Luo Wensong stepped on the hanging picture and kept still. Immediately, Li Qingzhi in the hanging picture stopped keeping still and began to move slowly.
Li Qingzhi in the hanging painting began to change and move every second. Luo Wensong clearly saw that Li Qingzhi directly pulled out a rusty hatchet from his back and slowly chopped off the part that looked like Luo Wensong's foot.
And the phantom shadow under Luo Wensong's feet gradually solidified, and continued to elongate to become Li Qingzhi's slender shadow. The appearance of rice.
The shadow at Luo Wensong's feet had turned into a shadow as long as Li Qingzhi's, and the shadow also pulled out a hatchet-like shadow and slashed at Luo Wensong's feet.
But Luo Wensong didn't know it, and he didn't feel it at all, as if the two slashing hatchets couldn't hurt his feet at all.
Crackling! ! !
A crisp sound came from the hanging painting, and the hanging painting was split into countless openings, shattering like glass.Li Qingzhi in the hanging picture jumped out of the hanging picture at once, and Luo Wensong ran away when he saw this.
And the hanging painting that lost Li Qingzhi's main body turned into a dark world, like a portal leading to an unknown spiritual place.
Li Qingzhi arrived at the room down-to-earth. Even though his face was pale at this time, he still couldn't stop his joy.
"Oh, my old man has been reborn. It should be three days of celebration, no, ten days!" Li Qingzhi's appearance is not clear in the hanging paintings, but when he arrived in the room, Luo Wensong noticed that Li Qingzhi was unshaven, as if he was 40 years old The appearance of a middle-aged uncle.
Li Qingzhi put away the hatchet and clasped his fists; "Thank you little brother Luo, I don't know how long it would take me to get out of trouble without your kick. Let's leave this room first, the two supernatural objects in this room are too evil , the old man stumbled here, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, get out of here!"
After speaking, he immediately pulled Luo Wensong out of room 388.
When the two returned to the lobby of the Caesar Hotel, Luo Wensong fully saw Li Qingzhi's strange appearance through the flickering light of the chandelier.Li Qingzhi had a rusty hatchet pinned to his waist, and its shadow on the ground was so long that it seemed to be still fluttering, which was very strange.
"Why, why are you looking at me with that kind of eyes? You think the shadow is strange? All ghost masters are like this. It's nothing strange. The shadow is just a ghost controlled by me."
"No, I don't think it's strange. I just think that you don't seem to be suppressed by the Caesar Hotel. Other tenants are still suppressed in the lobby, but you don't have this phenomenon. When you come to the lobby, follow me on the third floor You didn’t seem any different back then.”
Li Qingzhi smiled when he heard this; "The Caesars Hotel is close to shutting down, and its suppressing power has been out of balance. I don't know if the other tenants have suppressed it, but for me, the suppressing power of the Caesars Hotel is only complete. There are two possibilities to suppress me and not to suppress, it's that simple."
(End of this chapter)