Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

To be honest, the experience of being pointed at and scolded is quite new to Yue Linhai.

Firstly, those with lower strength than him don't have the guts to talk to him like this, and secondly, people with similar strength maintain their own identity and usually don't argue with others.

Therefore, after becoming a ghost controller, Yue Linhai has not had any verbal disputes with others for a long time.

But before Yue Linhai could recover, Luo Wensong, who was protecting Zhang Qian, nodded lightly: "Not bad."

Although his tone was calm after all, Zhang Qian seemed to hear a hint of relief from it?
  why?
  Looking at the two people competing against each other, Zhang Qian had a vague suspicion in his heart.

Maybe Luo Wensong didn't like Yue Linhai before, but he just didn't have the chance to express it, but his unintentional move this time actually helped him out.

"It's really exciting to point at the boss's nose and scold... But this time I was a little impulsive. Fortunately, I can basically confirm that Luo Wensong is on my side, and Yue Linhai doesn't dare to cross Luo Wensong and do anything to me." Behind Luo Wensong, Zhang Qian thought to himself.

I don’t know if Yue Linhai holds grudges. If Luo Wensong leaves, he won’t take the opportunity to retaliate, right?
  Sensing Zhang Qian's vigilant eyes, Yue Linhai's expression remained unchanged, and he just asked calmly: "Do you still regard yourself as a human being?"

"Otherwise?" Zhang Qian asked angrily.

Yue Linhai shook his head slightly and rejected Zhang Qian's view: "But you are actually a powerful ghost."

"Don't you know whether I am a human or a ghost? Or do you think Mr. Luo will protect me, a so-called evil ghost? Or maybe I can hide it from Mr. Luo, but I can't hide it from you..."

Zhang Qian was halfway through speaking, and waved his hands, too lazy to say any more: "Anyway, you think everything I say is false. How did I offend you? It's worthy for a big shot like you to bully a junior like me."

He finally saw that Yue Linhai didn't care what he said.

After being labeled as a fierce ghost, all the reasons seemed to Yue Linhai as just excuses to enchant people's hearts. It wasn't that he couldn't understand it, but that there was no need to listen to it.

"The connection between Li Gui and you has been very close...your body is completely the container of Li Gui." Yue Linhai said, slowly moving his eyes to Luo Wensong.

"You seem to have known this junior for a long time. I don't believe you can't see the abnormality. Why do you let it go? If the degree is still shallow, there may be a possibility of separation, but now, other than death, he can only wait for his consciousness to be eroded. .”

Yue Linhai's tone was a little heavy.

Zhang Qian looks like a living person, but after experiencing the crisis-ridden years during the Republic of China, Yue Linhai knew very well that supernatural erosion would not only be reflected on the body.

It's just that Zhang Qian's condition seemed to be really good, so Yue Linhai didn't think about it in that regard at first, just thinking that Zhang Qian was doing a good job in supernatural balance.

But just now he let go of his senses and took a look, and even Yue Linhai was a little frightened.

Zhang Qian's condition can be seen clearly in the field of vision. Although he still looks like a person from a normal perspective, in the supernatural observation, Zhang Qian is a pure ghost.

A variety of supernatural powers come together, and although the condensed figure is not strong, it reveals unspeakable potential.

The supernatural beings on him don't look like a puzzle at all, but they can coexist together in perfect harmony to form a whole.

In other words, Zhang Qian has the ability to forcibly match puzzle pieces, which means that he can fuse ghosts without scruples, and there will never be an upper limit.

As for why there is such terrifying potential, Yue Linhai thinks it may be related to the way Zhang Qian exists.

A normal ghost controller only uses his body to control the ghost, but in Zhang Qian's case, it seems that he is using the ghost to control the ghost, and the power of the ghost seems to be the fusion of different ghosts.

"But Zhang Qian is still alive and in good condition." Luo Wensong drooped his eyelids, as if he was about to fall asleep after being told by Yue Linhai.

Yue Linhai glanced at Zhang Qian and immediately knew that this kid had given a false name to fool him. Fortunately, his ability can be activated without a name, otherwise it would really be a joke.

While feeling a little dumb in his heart, Yue Linhai had to admit that Luo Wensong was right, "He is alive..."

This guy's external conditions are definitely passable.

He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a well-proportioned figure, and although his skin is fair, it is not as cold as that of ordinary ghost masters. Overall, it is not much different from when he was young.

But whether a ghost controller is healthy or not cannot be determined by looking at his appearance.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yue Linhai took a step forward, "Can you be sure that his current consciousness is not a ghost's disguise? Can you ensure that his current consciousness is not contaminated by supernatural beings?"

At the same time, the void-like photo space began to flicker, and some unknown terror was slowly brewing in the darkness.

Facing Luo Wensong's dark gaze, Yue Linhai showed no sign of flinching.

Something seems wrong with Luo Wensong's situation now. Even if he wants to protect his life, Yue Linhai wants to see if he can kill Zhang Qian by force.

The familiar pressure came again. Zhang Qian glanced at Luo Wensong worriedly, but found that the old man was still expressionless, seemingly unaware of everything around him.

bluff?

Yue Linhai narrowed his eyes and did not intend to wait any longer.

Lin Hai could treat Zhang Qianyue lightly, but facing Luo Wensong, Yue Linhai did not dare to relax even if Luo Wensong seemed to be in a bad state.

The color around him began to fade quickly, and the gray dividing line was like a tide, rushing in the direction of Luo Wensong.

An invisible barrier swept across the pure white world, leaving only a gray space like an old black and white photo.

In just a moment, the pure white world that was just like a dream turned into a dark and oppressive dead space.

Time has been frozen in this space.

But Yue Linhai's face didn't relax at all. His eyes were still staring at the black door not far away, his expression more solemn than ever.

It is unrealistic to rely on this method to kill Luo Wensong instantly. Even if he is not in the right state, his strength is unprecedentedly weak.

But it doesn't matter, Yue Linhai's goal has never been to kill Luo Wensong, he just wants to obliterate Zhang Qian.

He didn't believe that Luo Wensong could still be a burden under his offensive.

"Ha ha."

A hoarse laugh came, interrupting Yue Linhai's action of pressing the shutter.

Is it a mockery of those who overestimate their abilities? Or is it recognition of the strength of the younger generation?
  Yue Linhai didn't know and didn't want to understand.

Even he himself didn't notice that although the right side of his face was still calm, the evil spirit on the right side was still roaring ferociously. (End of chapter)