Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 12 Doctor Zhang’s wonderful rejuvenation
The moment the fog completely disappeared.

Li Gui immediately changed direction and walked firmly towards Zhang Qian and the others.

Feng Quan closed his eyes and tried to calm Guiwu's restlessness, and reminded him: "Don't look at him now, but he is actually a fierce ghost. Don't be merciful."

"Don't worry, hold on and don't die. I don't want to be troubled by the headquarters." Zhang Qian looked at the approaching ghost, "What is the killing pattern?"

"Touch, once touched, you will become a target."

"learn."

Zhang Qian took the initiative to walk towards the ghost. After getting closer, he discovered that the ghost behind the young man was somewhat similar to the poster at the door.

The ghost's lower body merged with the young man, and its bloody arms were deeply inserted into his arms, controlling his body like a spirit from behind.

"Stop bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled." Zhang Qianyun punched the ghost on the head with enough energy, "Just play with me first."

"Bam—"

Li Gui was beaten to a halt, and both heads slowly looked at Zhang Qian. The young man under him even opened his arms, as if he wanted to wrestle with Zhang Qian.

But its movements were a bit sluggish. Zhang Qian circled it and punched while shouting the names of the newly compiled moves, "Dragon Claw Hand, Thunder Fist, Arm Fist, Black Tiger Heart..."

Feng Quan heard the noise and found that Zhang Qian was beating Li Gui. He was experienced and immediately noticed that Li Gui's movements were getting slower and slower, and there was even a feeling that he was about to stop. "Boxing ghost? His ability is to suppress other Li Gui. This Newcomers are pretty lucky.”

After a set of combos, Li Gui's movements became slower and slower, but his figure became taller and taller. One arm had been withdrawn from the young man's body, and one claw grabbed the flesh and blood on his back, as if to use force to escape.

"Don't let it crawl out!" Feng Quan, who was lying on the ground, quickly reminded loudly, ready to activate the ghost fog to protect himself at any time.

"You don't need to teach me." Zhang Qian stretched out his arms, and patted the ghost's head with his palms wrapped in zhenqi, "Take advantage of my move to fill your ears with two winds!"

Infuriating energy versus supernatural forces.

In the end, Zhang Qian was slightly better. He retracted his arm, while Li Gui stayed in place and stopped moving, like a computer that had crashed.

"It seems like it can't fit in." Zhang Qian took out the box and gestured, "Why don't you cut it into pieces and see if you can stuff it in?"

"help me……"

"Huh?" The weak cry for help caught his attention. He lowered his head to check and found that the ashen-looking young man was still breathing.

Although it is like a candle in the wind that will be extinguished at any time, it is indeed not dead yet.

"Feng Quan, can this situation be saved?" Zhang Qian looked at Feng Quan on the ground and asked for his opinion.

Feng Quan propped up his body and took a look, "It's hopeless. He failed to control the evil ghost and was influenced by the evil ghost instead. Now he is temporarily alive because the ghost was beaten to death by you. When the ghost recovers, he will become another Slave of the devil.”

Zhang Qian was a little unwilling, "What if the ghost is taken out?"

Feng Quan shook his head, "It's useless. He died a long time ago. Now it's just the ghost's supernatural power that is keeping him alive. Once the ghost leaves, he will turn into a corpse."

"And according to my observation, this ghost has not fully recovered yet. Once it escapes from his body, I am afraid it will transform into a real terror. When the time comes, we will not be its opponent even if we join forces."

"Don't hesitate, take action! Keep it in a dead state,"

The young man still did not give up asking for help. Only a pair of eyes still had the light of humanity on his numb and gloomy face. His consciousness had long since faded, and now only a trace of survival instinct remained, "Help me..."

Even Li Gui's body trembled, as if he was about to wake up.

"Zhang Qian, what are you waiting for!" Feng Quan shouted anxiously. He was now hemiplegic and couldn't run away even if he wanted to. "Take me away! Let this ghost fend for himself." Li Gui struggled for a long time, and unexpectedly He knelt down with an ordinary sound, and a tear streak streaked across the young man's cheek, "Help me..."

"You're still conscious," Zhang Qian walked around behind the young man and kicked him to the ground. "Then there's still hope."

"I don't know much about ghost controllers, so I just rely on my feeling." Zhang Qian raised an iron fist as big as a sandbag, wrapped his zhenqi around it to form a complete set, and hit Li Gui on the back of his head.

"It works." After one punch, Li Gui actually bent down a little. Zhang Qian took advantage of the victory and pursued it, "It may hurt a little, please bear with it."

So under Feng Quan's shocked eyes, he punched Li Gui into the young man's body one punch after another until Li Gui completely disappeared.

No, not gone.

The ghost actually passed through his clothes and turned into a tattoo covering his whole body. He rubbed his teeth and claws on the young man's back, as if he wanted to break out of his body.

However, its degree of recovery has been reduced by Zhang Qian's iron fist. As long as the young man does not borrow the power of Li Gui, he will definitely live longer than Feng Quan.

As Zhang Qian's last punch fell, the young man on the ground spat out a large pool of blood, and then gasped for breath.

"Alive?"

"It actually worked! You saved him and suppressed the evil ghost's recovery!" Feng Quan's excitement was beyond words.

The resurgence of ghosts is a problem that all ghost controllers must face. The ability to stably suppress the resurgence of ghosts is so effective that if it spreads to the outside world, it may cause a major earthquake.But Zhang Qian himself can also revive Li Gui, so the number of places for suppression is definitely limited.

Feng Quan thought a lot in his mind, but he said, "Can you give me a try too?"

"Okay, this is not easy." Zhang Qian was very happy, lifting Feng Quan up like a chicken, and hit him with a heavy punch in the abdomen.

"!" Feng Quan was beaten into a bow shape by the punch. After landing, he knelt on the ground and retched, but his voice was indeed extremely joyful, "Hahaha, vomit, it's really okay, vomit~"

He raised his arm, and the atomized area on it had stopped. He couldn't help but look at Zhang Qian excitedly, "Quick, quick, give me another punch."

"The effect is so good?" Zhang Qian suddenly thought of a way to make money, "The trial treatment is over, and the official treatment fee is one ghost."

"Fuck, so dark?"

"You can cure it or not."

"MD," Feng Quan looked at his arm, "Treat him, pay him when he goes out."

"Okay, Zhang's massage, I guarantee your satisfaction."

Not far away, the young man lying dead on the ground twitched.

where is this?
Am I not dead yet...

Zhang Han opened his eyes drowsily and saw the most shocking picture in his life.

A 20-year-old handsome young man was punching and kicking a 40-year-old middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was very happy. He punched the right cheek and stretched the left cheek, even though it was swollen into a pig's head.

He didn't dare to look any further and quietly moved his body to get away from these two lunatics.

"Hey, are you awake?" Zhang Qian left Feng Quan behind and stretched out his claws towards Zhang Han, "Is there any discomfort? Do you need two more punches?"

(End of this chapter)