Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 145 Resurrection, my——

The re-beating heart led to the recovery of the body, and various senses began to gradually recover.

The back is very soft, and the face seems to be covered with a soft material of unknown material.

When his thoughts returned from chaos, Zhang Qian's consciousness condensed again.

Maybe it took a lot of time for the corpse to go from death to resurrection, but to Zhang Qian himself, this time was just a moment.

He only remembered that his consciousness gradually weakened, but then suddenly condensed at the moment when it was about to dissipate.

"He didn't die..."

There was no joy of being reborn. Zhang Qian's first thought after coming back to life was to determine the surrounding situation.

But when he wanted to open his eyes, he found that his eyes seemed to be covered by something. There was only darkness without any light.

I wanted to move the obstructive thing away from my face, but I found that this guy was a bit stubborn, sticking to it as if it was stained with glue, and refused to come down.

"Sure enough, there are problems with these rooms."

Secretly confirming his previous speculation, Zhang Qian raised his hand and gently pulled it.

No other movements were seen on his part, and the drawing that had been stubborn just now suddenly disappeared, curled up and fell off his face.

If you look carefully, you can find a glimmer of light on Zhang Qian's hands.

But this light is now not only dim, but also gray in color. Compared with the fluorescence before entering the cruise ship, it is more like some kind of indescribable mist.

Perhaps death is not without a price. While the evil spirit in his body is transforming into Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian himself is also transforming into an evil spirit.

Even if this process is temporarily interrupted, it still leaves irreversible effects.

The impact was so profound that Zhang Qian even ignored the abnormalities in his own mind and instead focused on the external environment.

Without the obstruction of the drawing, the dim light above his head shone directly into Zhang Qian's eyes.

His pupils shrank slightly, as if he hadn't seen light for a long time and felt a little dazzled for a while.

But just for a moment, his eyes refocused and he looked towards the door in the direction in his memory.

The ghost seems to have left.

The door, which had a huge curve just now, was now restored to its original state, with no trace of damage visible.

The wallpaper around the door frame was in tatters, as if someone had torn it but not completely, leaving scraps of paper all over the wall, stubbornly sticking to the wall.

Zhang Qian still did not let down his guard. After standing up on his knees, he searched the room again.

At this time, the advantages of simple decoration came out. There was no hiding place in the empty room with almost no furniture, so there should be no hidden evil spirits.

Of course, it would be an exception if it had a ghost realm.

But now, it can be declared safe for now.

Looking down, the holes in the clothes were still shocking, but under the holes was not a bloody wound, but a piece of intact skin.

The skin color looks a bit unhealthy and very pale, but there are no traces of previous injuries at all.

"The previous situation should have been a dead end for me at the time."

"But if it were me now, would I be able to solve it?" The previous letter not only awakened Zhang Qian's consciousness, but also restored his memory and part of his abilities.

Maybe it shouldn’t be called restoring strength, but rather remembering the method used.

The evil ghost in his body has never left, and his abilities have always existed.It was just that Zhang Qian himself had forgotten something, which caused the supernatural power in his body to fall silent.

But recalling the various performances of the mutilated ghost, even Zhang Qian now feels a little scared.

Not even the ghost ship can completely restrain it, and its level of terror is definitely far greater than that of ordinary ghosts.

If he really wanted to face hard steel, Zhang Qian was not sure that he would be able to win.

"That's right. After all, it's two ghosts fused together. The level of terror is certainly not as simple as one plus one."

Unexpectedly, the puzzle theory mentioned by Yue Linhai would be verified so quickly. The two ghosts actually merged with his help, and by mistake, an even more terrifying monster was formed.

Even if he has recovered his memory, he can probably only protect himself in front of it. The reason why he could survive in the hands of such a vicious ghost in his previous half-dead state is worth pondering.

"The evil ghost had already put his hand in before he fainted. With this gap, it was only a matter of time before the door was completely broken open. There was no reason to let me go suddenly."

This is not a problem that can be explained by luck. The only possibility is that some unknown existence helped him.

But there was no other presence in the whole room, and the only possibility was the cold leather in his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qian did not start researching directly. Instead, he took out his satellite phone and confirmed the current time.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, even he can't help but frown when he sees it.

"It's actually been so long?"

Although Zhang Qian didn't pay attention to the time before entering the ghost ship, he had turned on the satellite phone when he lost his memory and just entered the ghost ship.

Judging from the time displayed on the satellite phone, it had been more than six hours since he entered the ghost ship.

Such a long time far exceeded Zhang Qian's expectations.

After all, Yue Linhai had speculated that the recovery of the ghost ship was imminent, and he was worried about not having enough time to even run away.

"How long have I been unconscious? Isn't it cold in Dadong City?"

Walking to the rusty porthole and looking out, there was still the same dark sea water and endless dark sky.

Looking at it this way, it seems that there is no difference from when I came here. I am still in the supernatural place in the photo and have not returned to reality.

"This is different from what Yue Linhai said... I thought the ghost ship would revive within a few minutes, but six hours have passed since it entered the ghost ship, and there was no movement outside."

"Either that guy Yue Linhai tricked me, or the flow of time inside the ghost ship is different from the outside world."

After thinking about it, although the first guess was possible, Zhang Qian still felt that the second guess was more likely.

"Maybe I spent a long time in the ghost ship, but to the outside world it was just a moment."

According to the rule that photos are blocked through time, this kind of thing seems quite logical.

If this is the case, it is a rare piece of good news.

At least time will not return to normal until the ghost ship breaks the seal, which means that Zhang Qian does not have to worry about lack of time, and does not have to put himself in danger to buy time.

(End of this chapter)