Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

"Crack-"

After the crisp sound of a film camera, the already silent world seemed to fall into a deeper silence.

The rustling sound of printing sounded.

After a while, a black and white photo slowly fell to the ground.

What was shown in the photo was a wooden door as dark as ink.

Lost.

And the gap is so huge that there is no suspense about losing.

Yue Linhai looked at the dense wooden doors that were popping up around him, and finally gave up resistance.

Although I can already guess the general ending, when I actually see this scene, I still feel a little emotional.

"Sure enough, you monsters are no longer in the same dimension as us." Yue Linhai stared at the two safe and sound figures not far away with a somewhat complicated look.

Even though they were both in poor condition, the gap between him and Luo Wensong was still so huge.

"Are you awake?" Luo Wensong's voice was calm, as if he had just done an inconspicuous thing.

You don't regard me as your opponent at all...

Yue Linhai felt a little bitter in his heart and lowered his eyebrows as he said, "It's just my imagination that I thought I could challenge you while you were in a bad state."

"It's up to you to deal with it as you wish, but this ghost ship may require you to deal with it."

Looking at the countless wooden doors ready to go, Yue Linhai felt that even if he regained all his strength, he would not be Luo Wensong's opponent.

Compared to himself, perhaps Luo Wensong is the one who can truly handle the ghost ship's resurgence incident.

"I'm asking about your opinion of Zhang Qian." Luo Wensong's eyes were long and leisurely.

"What do you think about him..." Yue Linhai glanced at Zhang Qian and shook his head slightly, "My thoughts remain unchanged. This junior is like a time bomb that may explode at any time."

"Now that you are still alive, you can naturally suppress him. But if you die, he will definitely turn the whole world upside down."

Luo Wensong is now over a hundred years old. How many years can he live?
  On the other hand, Zhang Qian looks like he is only in his early twenties, and the devil can live forever.

Even if we plan for the worst case scenario, if Zhang Qian is not dealt with today, maybe Zhang Qian will be able to grow to a point where no one can match him without waiting for Luo Wensong to die of old age.

"Senior, I think instead of worrying about my situation all the time, you should take a look at your own situation first." Zhang Qian couldn't help but interjected.

He bit the word "senior" very hard, as if he was hinting at something.

"Me?" Yue Linhai's eyes moved slightly and he began to check his own situation.

The result is extremely normal.

After all, Luo Wensong did not fight back, but only blocked an attack with the wooden door, so he did not cause any harm to Yue Linhai.

Yue Linhai was wondering if Zhang Qian was bluffing, but Luo Wensong nodded in agreement: "With your help, Zhang Qian's situation is much better than before."

Perhaps even Zhang Qian himself didn't notice this change.

But anyone who knows him well will find that Zhang Qian's emotions are gradually getting richer now.

The influence of the supernatural on him is now almost zero, so that Zhang Qian is now not much different from ordinary people, both physically and psychologically.

It was as if the ghosts he controlled had died together. The supernatural power was still there, but the idea of ​​​​corroding Zhang Qian was lost.

Although I don't know how long this state can last, Zhang Qian should be able to use supernatural powers without any damage before the ghost recovers again. "Me?" Yue Linhai glanced at it and guessed the general situation.

At that time, Li Gui's instinct was suppressed by him and he could not move, but Zhang Qian broke free from that suppression and once again took over the control of his body and supernatural being.

However, this is only temporary, and it does not mean that Zhang Qian can sit back and relax. The evil ghost will not die. Sooner or later, his instinct will be revived due to the frequent use of supernatural power.

It seems that Zhang Qian and Luo Wensong are indeed not talking nonsense, so Yue Linhai nodded indifferently, "It is indeed better than me, but it only delays your recovery time, and it has no big effect."

"You're lucky, you can experience the feeling of using human consciousness to control ghosts, but unfortunately it's only temporary."

"So you're really not worried about your situation?" Zhang Qian couldn't help but ask when he saw that he was starting to boast again.

"I'm normal." Yue Linhai said firmly.

Zhang Qian stretched out a finger and pointed at the left side of his face, "But you keep smiling, and you laugh so hard that you don't need to be spanked..."

laugh?
  Subconsciously, Yue Linhai reached out and touched the corner of his mouth.

The whole person couldn't help but pause.

It really is……

It is obviously the weakest ghost in the body, but it turned out to be the first part to have problems...

Yue Linhai stretched out his hand and touched it gently, and the strange smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

But his mood did not relax. The appearance of the first ghost that was close to losing control meant that other ghosts were also likely to lose control.

This may not even be the first out-of-control ghost, just the first one discovered...

"You said I've changed. It's true. I don't deny it." Luo Wensong said slowly.

"I have to say that as people get older, their mentality gradually changes, and they no longer like to fight and kill as before."

"But you have changed a lot. As for the reason, you should know it by now."

The reason why he didn't talk about it at first was because Luo Wensong found that Yue Linhai seemed to be a little extreme.

If he can't be completely convinced, then even saying these words will only be regarded as a tactic that lacks confidence.

But now that Luo Wensong is on the winning side and has absolute strength, there is no possibility of fraud.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Yue Linhai slowly took off his eyes and stared at the reflection in them.

Ordinary, ordinary...but the lens is slightly deflected, and he is as ferocious as an evil ghost.

With what he looks like, what qualifications do he have to judge other people?
  Seeing Yue Linhai calm down, Luo Wensong said calmly, "We are all losers. Time has proven that our path will not work, so let young people find the path for the future by themselves."

"The only thing we need to do is to leave a glimmer of hope when things are irreversible."

"you're right……"

Yue Linhai put on his glasses again, looked at Zhang Qian and said sincerely, "I'm very sorry, I said too much before."

"Your path actually has great potential, but it is also very dangerous. I hope you can stick to your true intentions."

"Huh." Zhang Qian nodded proudly, but didn't say much.

Yue Linhai smiled hoarsely: "I don't have anything to compensate you, so please go and take one piece away from my collection." (End of Chapter)