Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times
Chapter 191 Our side failed to penetrate enemy armor
Chapter 191 Our side failed to penetrate enemy armor
The doll sleeps very peacefully. If you can ignore the hideous wounds and the pitted forehead, it still looks a little cute.
It's just that Zhang Qian was not impressed by this cute and ugly look.
"Clap clap clap!"
Looking at the sleeping doll in his hand, he didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand and saw several crisp big pussy pockets.
Now is not a good time to sleep. These ghost things in the hall are like out-of-control bombs. They don't know when they will explode. There is not so much time for the dolls to slowly wake up.
However, after a few slaps, the puppet still showed no intention of waking up. Apart from a few red marks on its pale round face, it didn't even hum.
"It's still not awake? Is the supernatural still affecting its consciousness? Is the suppression of the true energy not working?"
Zhang Qian grabbed the puppet and shook it suspiciously, then increased the output of his true energy without belief.
But according to his perception, the supernatural power inside the doll is not too strong, not even comparable to Xu Zheng's ghost hair. It shouldn't be a problem to suppress such a supernatural power with his true energy.
Within a few seconds, Zhang Qian stopped.
"We can't continue. The supernatural power in the doll's body has reached its lowest point. If we continue to suppress it, a real death may be waiting for it, and the consciousness in it may also dissipate."
After searching with his true energy, Zhang Qian found no trace of other supernatural beings in the doll's body.
It's most likely because the doll's body is that of a real ghost, causing unknown interference to the perception of true energy.
But no matter what, the idea of waking up the doll is probably impossible to realize.
After all, even the cause of the deep sleep cannot be determined...
It seems not necessarily.
Zhang Qian suddenly remembered something.
The sound of music attacked him more than once, but in previous attacks, as long as the attack was completed and his memory disappeared, the sound of music would soon dissipate.
Regardless of whether the memory is restored after this, the sound of music will not come immediately, nor will it last for long.
But the music in this hall has lasted for at least several minutes, far exceeding the previous limit time.
Is it possible that the attack has not yet been fully completed?
He has been attacked, but the music has not stopped yet, which means that the thing that prevents it from stopping is not him.
Then it can only be a doll.
"The only people in this hall who may be attacked are me and the puppets. Although the puppets are powerful ghosts, these ghosts don't seem to be lenient when dealing with their own kind."
"Looking at the harmony between the singing and the music, the dancer and the piano are obviously a team, so it seems reasonable that only the puppet, an alien ghost, was attacked."
Zhang Qian shook the lifeless doll in his hand, feeling that its current condition was a bit like an unconscious vegetative state.
The supernatural power in the body still exists. Although he can instinctively control his body not to move randomly, his weak consciousness cannot support his body to move.
Just erasing the supernatural memory should not affect consciousness...
"I forgot that this guy is a ghost. How to control the body of a ghost can be regarded as a memory related to the supernatural, right?" Zhang Qian suddenly realized.
For ordinary people, music is just an attack that erases memories, but for dolls, it is probably no different from a fatal attack.
In other words, the puppet's ghost body is inherently immortal, but its human consciousness is too fragile.
"The doll itself should hide other secrets and be able to barely withstand the attack of this piano."
Zhang Qian walked slowly towards the piano.
He was not surprised that the doll could withstand the sound of music for so long. After all, he himself was somewhat special and could quickly restore his memory in the sound of music.
But the doll's situation was completely different from his.The current situation is that the music failed to erase the memory of the doll, so it is stuck in the erasure stage and refuses to dissipate.
The doll was paralyzed by the attack of the music, but barely managed to retain its consciousness.
At present, it seems that the two have reached a dynamic balance, but this balance is not stable and will inevitably break, and the final loser will definitely be the puppet.
"We need to find ways to help it fight against that kind of music..." Zhang Qian murmured.
The puppet must not be given up. After all, it is not a competent guide, but it still has some effect.
Even if it didn't play a big role in the concert hall this time, there will always be times when I have to go to other parts of the ghost ship in the future.
But how to help is the question.
The sound of music was intangible and qualityless. Apart from feeling noisy and harsh, Zhang Qian actually had no other feelings.
As for going deep into the doll's body and using infuriating energy to help, I've already tried it just now and couldn't find any unknown supernatural power.
"It's unrealistic to leave with it. Not to mention that the exit of the hall cannot be determined. Even if you really leave the hall, the music can attack across space."
We still have to start from the source...
Just as he was thinking about it, he had already walked to the black piano from the Republic of China period.
There is nothing special about the appearance of the cabinet-like piano, except that the spontaneously beating keys look a bit weird.
After all, there are many ghosts around, so Zhang Qian plans to try a gentler method first.
"Snapped--"
The keyboard cover slammed shut.
There are also some supernatural-related things recorded in the headquarters’ files.
It seems that these ghosts have not only changed into familiar artifacts in appearance, but also follow the rules of some artifacts.
For example, turning off the TV can stop the haunting, closing the dressing mirror can stop the attack...
Unfortunately, this piano is probably an exception.
The music showed no intention of stopping, and the sound coming from the piano even became more cheerful.
Well...it's not that simple after all.
Zhang Qian, who had expected it, was not disappointed. He just glanced sideways at the dancer's reaction.
Seeing that the other party made no other movements and seemed not to notice anything unusual here, Zhang Qian turned around with relief.
"In order to avoid accidents, it's best to hurry up."
He threw the doll to the ground aside.
Just after it lost the suppression of its true energy, its hands and feet began to twitch.
Under the influence of the singing, the supernatural beings that had almost fallen into silence are rapidly recovering.
However, Zhang Qian did not pay attention to the situation of the puppet. The moment the puppet was released, he had already aimed the wooden stick at the gap on the top of the piano and inserted it fiercely.
"boom."
The dark piano and the crimson wooden stick collided together, but the sound was as dull as a heavy object falling to the ground.
The two pieces of wood were not damaged by Zhang Qian's strong force, or in other words, even the paint on the piano was not rubbed off by Zhang Qian's stick.
(End of this chapter)
The doll sleeps very peacefully. If you can ignore the hideous wounds and the pitted forehead, it still looks a little cute.
It's just that Zhang Qian was not impressed by this cute and ugly look.
"Clap clap clap!"
Looking at the sleeping doll in his hand, he didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand and saw several crisp big pussy pockets.
Now is not a good time to sleep. These ghost things in the hall are like out-of-control bombs. They don't know when they will explode. There is not so much time for the dolls to slowly wake up.
However, after a few slaps, the puppet still showed no intention of waking up. Apart from a few red marks on its pale round face, it didn't even hum.
"It's still not awake? Is the supernatural still affecting its consciousness? Is the suppression of the true energy not working?"
Zhang Qian grabbed the puppet and shook it suspiciously, then increased the output of his true energy without belief.
But according to his perception, the supernatural power inside the doll is not too strong, not even comparable to Xu Zheng's ghost hair. It shouldn't be a problem to suppress such a supernatural power with his true energy.
Within a few seconds, Zhang Qian stopped.
"We can't continue. The supernatural power in the doll's body has reached its lowest point. If we continue to suppress it, a real death may be waiting for it, and the consciousness in it may also dissipate."
After searching with his true energy, Zhang Qian found no trace of other supernatural beings in the doll's body.
It's most likely because the doll's body is that of a real ghost, causing unknown interference to the perception of true energy.
But no matter what, the idea of waking up the doll is probably impossible to realize.
After all, even the cause of the deep sleep cannot be determined...
It seems not necessarily.
Zhang Qian suddenly remembered something.
The sound of music attacked him more than once, but in previous attacks, as long as the attack was completed and his memory disappeared, the sound of music would soon dissipate.
Regardless of whether the memory is restored after this, the sound of music will not come immediately, nor will it last for long.
But the music in this hall has lasted for at least several minutes, far exceeding the previous limit time.
Is it possible that the attack has not yet been fully completed?
He has been attacked, but the music has not stopped yet, which means that the thing that prevents it from stopping is not him.
Then it can only be a doll.
"The only people in this hall who may be attacked are me and the puppets. Although the puppets are powerful ghosts, these ghosts don't seem to be lenient when dealing with their own kind."
"Looking at the harmony between the singing and the music, the dancer and the piano are obviously a team, so it seems reasonable that only the puppet, an alien ghost, was attacked."
Zhang Qian shook the lifeless doll in his hand, feeling that its current condition was a bit like an unconscious vegetative state.
The supernatural power in the body still exists. Although he can instinctively control his body not to move randomly, his weak consciousness cannot support his body to move.
Just erasing the supernatural memory should not affect consciousness...
"I forgot that this guy is a ghost. How to control the body of a ghost can be regarded as a memory related to the supernatural, right?" Zhang Qian suddenly realized.
For ordinary people, music is just an attack that erases memories, but for dolls, it is probably no different from a fatal attack.
In other words, the puppet's ghost body is inherently immortal, but its human consciousness is too fragile.
"The doll itself should hide other secrets and be able to barely withstand the attack of this piano."
Zhang Qian walked slowly towards the piano.
He was not surprised that the doll could withstand the sound of music for so long. After all, he himself was somewhat special and could quickly restore his memory in the sound of music.
But the doll's situation was completely different from his.The current situation is that the music failed to erase the memory of the doll, so it is stuck in the erasure stage and refuses to dissipate.
The doll was paralyzed by the attack of the music, but barely managed to retain its consciousness.
At present, it seems that the two have reached a dynamic balance, but this balance is not stable and will inevitably break, and the final loser will definitely be the puppet.
"We need to find ways to help it fight against that kind of music..." Zhang Qian murmured.
The puppet must not be given up. After all, it is not a competent guide, but it still has some effect.
Even if it didn't play a big role in the concert hall this time, there will always be times when I have to go to other parts of the ghost ship in the future.
But how to help is the question.
The sound of music was intangible and qualityless. Apart from feeling noisy and harsh, Zhang Qian actually had no other feelings.
As for going deep into the doll's body and using infuriating energy to help, I've already tried it just now and couldn't find any unknown supernatural power.
"It's unrealistic to leave with it. Not to mention that the exit of the hall cannot be determined. Even if you really leave the hall, the music can attack across space."
We still have to start from the source...
Just as he was thinking about it, he had already walked to the black piano from the Republic of China period.
There is nothing special about the appearance of the cabinet-like piano, except that the spontaneously beating keys look a bit weird.
After all, there are many ghosts around, so Zhang Qian plans to try a gentler method first.
"Snapped--"
The keyboard cover slammed shut.
There are also some supernatural-related things recorded in the headquarters’ files.
It seems that these ghosts have not only changed into familiar artifacts in appearance, but also follow the rules of some artifacts.
For example, turning off the TV can stop the haunting, closing the dressing mirror can stop the attack...
Unfortunately, this piano is probably an exception.
The music showed no intention of stopping, and the sound coming from the piano even became more cheerful.
Well...it's not that simple after all.
Zhang Qian, who had expected it, was not disappointed. He just glanced sideways at the dancer's reaction.
Seeing that the other party made no other movements and seemed not to notice anything unusual here, Zhang Qian turned around with relief.
"In order to avoid accidents, it's best to hurry up."
He threw the doll to the ground aside.
Just after it lost the suppression of its true energy, its hands and feet began to twitch.
Under the influence of the singing, the supernatural beings that had almost fallen into silence are rapidly recovering.
However, Zhang Qian did not pay attention to the situation of the puppet. The moment the puppet was released, he had already aimed the wooden stick at the gap on the top of the piano and inserted it fiercely.
"boom."
The dark piano and the crimson wooden stick collided together, but the sound was as dull as a heavy object falling to the ground.
The two pieces of wood were not damaged by Zhang Qian's strong force, or in other words, even the paint on the piano was not rubbed off by Zhang Qian's stick.
(End of this chapter)
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