Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

"have you understood?"

In the heavy fog with visibility less than five meters, the old man who seemed to be the owner of the ancient house suddenly stopped the conversation with the captain, turned his head slightly and said this inexplicably.

That look seemed to be looking in the direction of Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

According to previous experiments, I am just an observer to this world. The "people" and the environment inside are more like 3D videos of the past, and it is impossible to see myself.

Otherwise, if the two big guys were talking about such high-end topics, there would be no reason for an outsider like themselves to watch the show here.

"Is there someone coming from behind?" Zhang Qian turned around thoughtfully.

The thick fog was like a high wall, and everything he looked at was dark gray, leaving no gap for him to peek through.

I can't see clearly, but the owner of the ancient house seems to be able to see through the fog...

"No need to look for it, I'm just talking to you." The old voice continued.

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qian turned his head and stared at the old man in front of him: "Are you talking to me?"

"You are the only one here."

The old man's voice was still calm, but it frightened Zhang Qian and took a step back.

Movie actors live!

There was clearly a calmness in those dead eyes, but Zhang Qian's hair stood on end when he was stared at by it, as if he was facing some abyssal beast.

This is normal, after all, he is the owner of Qingyi Ancient House, a big boss during the Republic of China.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Qian discovered something wrong again. The owner of the ancient house was already dead and could not appear in such a place.

The news of his death was made by the filial son Yue Linhai himself, and it should not be a lie. After all, if the owner of the ancient mansion was alive, he would have no reason to let the ghost ship's detention be leaked.

Judging from the deeds of these big guys in the Republic of China, their original intention should be to better solve the supernatural.

Hmm...it's just that the path may be a little off.

But even the ghost post office and tattoo parlor only sacrificed a small number of people to protect more people.

Although the ghost ship is terrifying, there is no reason to let it swallow up the entire Dadong and even the coastal areas.

And to feed such a fierce god, Zhang Qian really couldn't find a reason to do so.

Sacrifice to ensure peace?
  It's unlikely. It may be difficult to re-imprison, but just strengthening the seal should be a simple task for such a character.

After several thoughts, Zhang Qian was about to speak, but suddenly found something in his sight.

The reason why it took him so long to discover it was because he had long been used to it, but it had just disappeared.

"The body is back..." Zhang Qian lowered his eyebrows.

This situation is definitely not good news at the moment. Different from the unobservable posture, now he seems to be really pulled into this world.

Maybe now he can affect the surrounding environment, but similarly, things in the environment can also affect him.

And the person who did this was probably the old man in front of him who seemed a bit ordinary. As for the reason why the old man took so much effort to get himself in, Zhang Qian believed that there were not many possible options.

It can't be just to beat yourself up as an audience member, right?

After all, we just flipped through the book, we didn’t mean to find out any secrets, and we have no grudge against him...

Maybe there really is?
  Zhang Qian's expression became a little strange. He had not forgotten the arrogant Xun Can. After receiving the letter, he sent it with almost no resistance.

Although I don’t know if the person has died, the tattoo parlor has indeed disappeared.

If this old man is the owner of the ancient house, then as the target of delivering the message, there is a trace of him targeting himself as the messenger in advance.

But it’s not all bad…

Zhang Qian took a deep breath. Since this person may be the owner of the ancient house, he should take out the letter that needs to be sent to him and paste it on it. Can he summon Luo Wensong to come out and type it on his behalf?

Even if you are bolder, Luo Wensong can easily get rid of the ghost ship when he cleans up the owner of the ancient house. Then won’t the current problem be solved?
  Now that the body has entered this space, the things on it...

He touched the pocket calmly and rubbed it gently, feeling the silky friction between the envelopes.

It's a bit confusing, but I need to confirm who this person is first.

The medium of letter should be sent to the correct person before it can be triggered. If the old man is not the owner of the ancient house, then rashly posting the letter will have no effect.

On the contrary, you may anger him and put yourself in a disadvantageous position.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian took back his steps to retreat and asked tentatively: "Junior Feng Quan, what should I call my senior?"

The zhenqi in his body did not fail as before, so Zhang Qian seemed to have lowered his guard now, but in fact he was already very vigilant.

Active warm currents began to flow along the invisible veins in the body, strengthening the body while also guarding against possible attacks.

The old man casually glanced at Zhang Qian's guarded look. He was not angry, but shook his head gently, "I am not your enemy. As for who I am, you should have seen that unfilial son. "

"Um, you mean Yue Linhai?" Zhang Qian asked.

The case has been solved. The old man in front of me is really the owner of the ancient house. The letter should be effective for him.

However, he didn't seem to have much malice, so Zhang Qian decided to try to communicate.

When the old man heard this, Gujing Mubo's face suddenly became a little strange. He turned around and looked at Zhang Qian: "Is this how he introduced himself?"

Zhang Qian did not answer because his attention was attracted by the old man's lineup.

He hadn't noticed that the old man had been leaning sideways just now, but now that he was facing him head-on, Zhang Qian realized that the old man looked only half-relevant to other people.

Although the right half of the body is that of a very normal old man, even wearing accessories such as a monocular eye, the left half of the body is shaped like an evil ghost, especially that half of the face, with almost no flesh visible.

Naturally, Zhang Qian was not frightened by such a scene. He had also seen many photos of ghost masters who were corrupted by evil spirits.

He just didn't expect that the big bosses of the Republic of China would be like these contemporary ghost masters, looking like they were about to revive the evil ghosts.

After just being stunned for a moment, Zhang Qian quickly adjusted his mentality and nodded calmly: "Yes, and he also said..."

Glancing at the owner of the ancient house, Zhang Qian was wondering whether to finish his words.

After all, it looks like he has been deeply eroded by a powerful ghost. Although he seems to be sane now, will knowing about his death make him go berserk? (End of chapter)