Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 193
With a slight shake, the sawdust on his left hand fell to the floor.

Then, as if hundreds of years had passed in an instant, it turned into fly ash and disappeared from Zhang Qian's sight.

"Sure enough, there is nothing special about the piano. The core lies in the things hidden inside..."

After glancing at the increasingly agitated audience, Zhang Qian pressed his palm on the previous palm print without thinking too much.

Although he didn't quite understand why he was able to acquire part of the limb-mutilated ghost's abilities, the current situation was obviously not the time to delve into the principles.

Although I had already backed down before, now that I have the hope of evading the supernatural power, I definitely cannot give up easily.

Of course, if the mutilated ghost's supernatural powers are still unable to control the piano, then Zhang Qian will not hesitate and will probably run away directly from the gate.

"It won't be long before the audience is out of trouble, but it's not imminent yet. We can try again to see if we can wake up the puppet."

Paying attention to the movement in the hall behind him, he began to mobilize his true energy.

Soon, the infuriating energy collided with the supernatural power on the surface of the piano.

"The infuriating energy and the supernatural power on the surface of the piano are conflicting."

If it were just an ordinary piano, it might not be able to hold on for even a second under such an offensive.

Not to mention infuriating, even Zhang Qian's own strength is enough to easily break up a piano.

But now, the zhenqi pouring out of Zhang Qian's hands has been completely offset, and there is no way to make any waves.

Although the piano did not take the initiative to fight back, it was obvious that its psychic strength was very high, and it was more than enough to withstand the attack of the true energy.

It is precisely because of this supernatural barrier that this old piano can sustain for such a long time.

If this situation really continues, Zhang Qian can only remain in a stalemate with the piano, and no one can do anything to anyone.

However, that part of the supernatural power stolen from the limbless ghost worked.

"Kakaka-"

The sound of cracks sounded on the top of the piano, and cracks spread along the bloodshot palms.

Just like the previous mutilated ghost that only needed contact to hurt Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian now doesn't need to inject his true energy into the supernatural power to hurt the piano body that is protected by the supernatural.

And the speed is very fast.

The limbless ghost's supernatural power is equivalent to real damage that can break through the shield. The reason why Zhang Qian couldn't be easily killed in seconds was because his health bar was relatively thick and he was still recovering blood.

This piano didn't have such a thick health bar. It had just been in contact with the palm for a moment, and it seemed to be about to collapse.

After kicking away the flying puppet again, Zhang Qian suddenly felt his hands loosen up.

The piece of wood touched by the palm was completely broken, and a black hole suddenly appeared on the top of the piano.

I cautiously went up and took a look. It was like a dark void inside, and I couldn't see anything else.

But the music got louder.

As if he had found a vent, the originally muffled music suddenly became clear and rushed out of the hole.

The weird music became more and more noisy, and the dancer seemed to be affected, and her singing became more urgent.

Vaguely, Zhang Qian seemed to hear the sound of chains swinging.

The sound of rustling metal collisions kept sounding, as if someone was pulling on the chain and shaking it wildly.

Of course, there wasn't really such a person, it was just that the audience in the hall became a little anxious.Looking sideways, I saw that all the audience members were sitting quietly, and even a few of them stood up and made no other movements.

But now they seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation. Their arms were grasping at the sides of their necks, as if they wanted to break the invisible chain.

"The dancer and the piano are indeed the same person. They may even be a different kind of jigsaw puzzle." Zhang Qian's movements speeded up a bit.

The figure who had gained strength in combat was almost complete, and these guys were interested in him again, and all of them turned their eyes back.

Although there was no murderous intent in these eyes, Zhang Qian was sure that once they got out of trouble, he would probably be in bad luck.

However, Zhang Qian was not afraid, and was even a little happy.

"The more the enemy opposes, the more correct I am. If these ghosts don't pay attention to me, I probably have to consider whether to continue. Now that they are so anxious, at least it means that this is not a useless effort."

With confidence in his heart, Zhang Qian worked even harder.

Looking at the free wooden stick in his hand and the small hole, he directly punched it in with the wooden stick.

However, the space inside the piano is much larger than it looks on the outside, but in an instant the wooden sticks were completely immersed, without any intention of touching the obstacle.

"It's just a hole on the outside. Hasn't the supernatural being inside been greatly affected?"

Looking around, the darkness in this pit cannot be seen through with true energy, and it is obviously not a normal situation.

If you want to find out what's inside the piano, you probably have to dismantle the entire piano.

Just when Zhang Qian was thinking.

Suddenly there was a huge force in the darkness, and the wooden stick in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

Fortunately, the power only appeared for a moment, and there was no intention of fighting with Zhang Qian. He failed to succeed at the first time and immediately dissipated.

"Want to escape?"

Zhang Qian stabbed deep into the hole, but failed to hit anything.

When I pulled out the stick, I saw a dark palm print about one-third of the way to the front of the stick.

The size of this palm print is a bit like that of an adult woman, but judging from this palm print, each of its fingers seems to be weirdly long.

Just the mark left by the thumb took the entire wooden stick twice, and its length was more than four or five times longer than that of a normal person.

Apparently, the thing hiding inside the piano couldn't sit still.

It's just that such an attack is really not worthy of the supernatural intensity displayed by the piano.

"It seems that the main attack method of this evil ghost is just the sound of music. Although the supernatural power is not weak, there is no way to use it."

In this case, you can be bolder in your actions.

Just as he was thinking about it, the puppet that had just landed quickly climbed over again from a distance.

Under the influence of the song, its recovery speed seemed to be getting faster and faster.

Seeing the puppet flying towards him, Zhang Qian did not kick it away again this time, but changed his strategy and trampled it under his feet.

The puppet's mouth suddenly opened, making a sound similar to sobbing.

Its limbs began to dance unwillingly, as if trying to scratch Zhang Qian's foot that was stepping on it.

(End of this chapter)