Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

"Dong, dong dong, dong, dong dong..."

A dull and depressing knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting Yue Linhai's movements.

One after another, it is so heavy that it seems to hit the heart directly, and it is so overwhelming that one can't breathe.

Yue Linhai has stopped moving, standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the void not far away: "Luo Wensong..."

He didn't try to kill Zhang Qian again. He didn't have the ability in front of Luo Wensong.

Not to mention his current poor condition, even at his strongest moment during the Republic of China, he was always stepped on by this person.

The gap between the top and the top may be wider than between him and ordinary ghost masters.

In the pure white space, a pure black door that looked like thick ink suddenly appeared.

The door slowly opened, and at the same time an old voice came out: "Yue Linhai, you broke the rules."

"Is he yours?" Yue Linhai looked at Zhang Qian, who looked excited, and then glanced at the inconspicuous envelope on his body.

I was careless, I didn't expect that the current junior could actually invite this fierce god.

I'm afraid it's a bit difficult...

Compared to the solemn Yue Linhai, Zhang Qian here was much more relaxed. Seeing Luo Wensong's arrival, his tense nerves were finally able to rest for a moment. He involuntarily took a step back and sat down on the ground.

It was only then that he realized that his clothes were soaked with sweat, and even his vision was a little blurry.

What a thrill to his grandma...

Panting heavily, Zhang Qian knew very well that if Luo Wensong continued to play for even half a second, his life would be at stake.

But it doesn’t matter. Although the route is a little twisty, the task of delivering the message is completed. Next, we can just wait for Luo Wensong’s performance.

Staring at the black door curiously, Zhang Qian finally saw the owner of the ghost post office that he had longed for as a leg wrapped in black trousers stepped out.

It's just his state that makes people a little worried.

Luo Wensong is wearing a black one-piece gown. It does not look like modern clothes, but has a retro feel.

But his body was skinny, and his skin was a terrifying brown color, covered with dense spots.

If it weren't for Luo Wensong still moving, anyone who saw him might not be able to connect him with a living person.

When Luo Wensong came out and stood still, he left Yue Linhai aside and first glanced at Zhang Qian sitting on the ground.

When the two eyes met, Zhang Qian's finally calm mood became unstable again, and a spirit shot up from the ground.

Because Luo Wensong's pupils were still dilated, as if covered with a layer of gray mist, dead gray and empty, without a trace of expression, he was completely dead.

I thought I was bringing in reinforcements, but it turned out to be luring a wolf into the house?
  Zhang Qian wanted to curse, but he was afraid of a mixed doubles match between two old-timers who didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts.

What to do now? Why didn't Ghost Ship give an exit button when designing the book? !

"Ha ha……"

With two soft chuckles, Zhang Qian suddenly looked up and found a smile on Luo Wensong's numb face, but the smile was very stiff, like a robot.     Are you saying hello to me?
  Zhang Qian muttered in his heart, but he also knew that his worries were unnecessary. If Luo Wensong really went wrong, he could kill himself with a raise of his hand, so there was no need to make a horrifying scene that was ridiculous but not funny.

When he thought of this, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Luo... Hello."

If he were to call him "Senior", he would be confused with Yue Linhai. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Qian felt that Mr. Luo was a pretty good title.

Upon hearing this title, Luo Wensong didn't say much, and just nodded to Zhang Qian again.

Then he slowly looked at Yue Linhai, who was standing there honestly: "The dead should stop meddling in their own business and get on the road."

"Are you in a bad state?" Yue Linhai glanced at Luo Wensong, his words a little surprising.

It wasn't that he saw anything, it was mainly that Luo Wensong's attitude made him feel a little strange.

In Yue Linhai's impression, this God of Killing is not a talkative person. He can do things without being wordy. Among them, Luo Wensong should be the executioner who has the most murderous intention and has killed the most ghost masters.

In the past, people would take action if they disagreed, but now they use verbal offensive. Doesn’t it mean that Luo Wensong’s state is not right...

Thinking of this, Yue Linhai's eyes drifted slightly to Zhang Qian, causing him to immediately shrink behind Luo Wensong.

Luo Wensong didn't respond to Yue Linhai's little move, and said calmly: "I just want you to walk with dignity."

His voice was calm and there was no hint of confidence or bluff.

"You have changed." Yue Linhai said slowly after staring into Luo Wensong's eyes for a moment.

He can't see how much power Luo Wensong has now, but what is certain is that it is definitely not as strong as before.

In the past, Yue Linhai didn't dare to spy on Luo Wensong's supernatural powers, but now that he was in a bad state, he not only watched it, but also suffered no backlash.

Although there is still a gap between the two sides, it should not be that huge of a difference.

I'm sure I can't beat him. If I just kill one person...

Seeing Yue Linhai's eyes drifting towards him again, Zhang Qian couldn't hold himself any longer: "Why are you keeping staring at me if you don't solve such a big problem like the Ghost Ship?"

He has always been curious about what was the reason that made Yue Linhai give up the ghost ship and deal with himself first?
  Doesn't this mean that in Yue Linhai's eyes, he is more threatening than the ghost ship?
  Zhang Qian interrupted the conversation, but Luo Wensong didn't get angry. Yue Linhai even answered Zhang Qian's question: "In my eyes, you are a ghost. Although it is not scary now, as long as you are given enough time, you will grow up sooner or later. On the same level as the captain.”

After a pause, he added: "And the hidden dangers are more terrifying than the known dangers. People and ghost masters will realize something is wrong when they see the captain, and you are in such good shape that you are even older than us." The guy is okay..."

"Is that why?" Zhang Qian interrupted.

Anyway, with Luo Wensong supporting him, he didn't have to coerce the owner of the ancient house in front of him and vented his dissatisfaction at once.

"Except for what you said, do I look like a ghost? In order to clean up the mess you left, I entered the dangerous place of the ghost ship without any hesitation; in order to give you a chance to deal with the ghost ship, I started I didn’t even want to complete the message delivery mission; in order to increase the chance of killing the captain, I gave up the chance to leave the ghost ship..."

"It's his grandma's fault. If I were a fierce ghost, why would I fight for my life!"

After cursing a lot, Zhang Qian gasped and breathed heavily, feeling much relieved in his heart.

Seeing that Yue Linhai dared to look at him, he immediately stared back without hesitation, "Look at the ball, get out!" (End of Chapter)