Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

In the quiet space, Zhang Qianmo was stroking the letter in his pocket, thinking about possible solutions to the problem.

The captain is not an easy character to get along with. Even Yue Linhai is not confident enough to solve it alone. Luo Wensong must take action together.

In the initial plan, Yue Linhai should have controlled the captain, then Zhang Qian would have posted the envelope, and finally let Luo Wensong come out to finish the matter.

But Zhang Qian didn't expect that there would be a problem in the first step. Yue Linhai was unable to accurately invade the space inside the ghost ship.

If we can't meet the captain together, then the so-called plan will not be implemented.

"It's a bit difficult..." Zhang Qian touched his chin and couldn't help but sigh.

But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that Luo Wensong's back was still upright. He leaned his head over and took a look, only to find that the old man was resting there, seemingly untroubled by anything.

Will Mr. Luo have any solution?

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian called softly: "Mr. Luo, senior Yue Linhai wants to enter the ghost ship and find the captain with me, but he can't locate my location. Do you have any good ideas?"

Although Mr. Luo is subject to certain restrictions and cannot take action at will, his experience and experience are there, and he may be able to put forward some different opinions.

Luo Wensong just snorted softly when he heard this, without even bothering to raise his eyelids, "Didn't you still doubt my ability just now? I thought you could handle it on your own."

"what?"

Zhang Qian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, what kind of situation is this?

But he quickly realized that Luo Wensong would not be miraculous because of those words, so he sneered and said, "No way. A little shrimp like me is nothing in front of Mr. Luo. I must still be under the leadership of Mr. Luo." Only then can we find the right method.”

I originally thought that Luo Wensong was a cold and ruthless existence, but now it seems that he has a bit of humanity.

Maybe it’s because the two of them have gradually become familiar with each other, and Luo Wensong has high hopes for Zhang Qian?

"It's a pity that I can't take action at will now, otherwise I could throw you in front of the captain."

Luo Wensong seemed helpless after explaining, then looked at Yue Linhai before Zhang Qian despaired, and added, "But even without me, you should be able to locate Zhang Qian's location, right?"

"Ok?"

Yue Linhai paused after hearing this, and then closed his eyes, as if he was really feeling some kind of invisible connection.

However, he soon opened his eyes again and shook his head suspiciously, "Zhang Qian has nothing related to me or supernatural power. I really can't determine his location."

"Although this space temporarily connects us, it is very difficult to sense another medium within the medium. I don't have this ability yet."

Not to mention himself, Yue Linhai even suspected that Luo Wensong might not be able to do it. After all, they were not ghost controllers who specialized in this aspect. Although their sensitivity to the medium was stronger than that of ordinary ghost controllers, compared to their own In terms of strengths, it is an absolute weakness.

Yue Linhai was able to sense the phantom in this space only because his attention was always near the ghost ship, and the method of recording the image was unusual.

"He doesn't have anything like you, but you two still have something in common." Luo Wensong said calmly.

"Common ground?"

Yue Linhai took stock of his situation, and finally focused on the yellow envelope, "Isn't this what you're talking about?" "Not bad."

Luo Wensong nodded, "Normally, you can only sense the existence of the ghost post office through letter sensing, but I can relax some of the restrictions so that you can sense the envelope on Zhang Qian's body."

"With that envelope as a mark, it shouldn't be difficult for you to find Zhang Qian's location, right?"

"Wait a minute, when have I ever been the target of a letter?" Zhang Qian expressed his doubts.

The connection cannot be established by relying on the ownerless envelope in his hand. Before the envelope was attached to the captain, it had almost nothing to do with the supernatural.

Could it be that he had accepted the letter inadvertently?

But according to Zhang Qian's recollection, he only ate one letter, and now there is probably not even a scrap left in that letter.

Seemingly seeing what Zhang Qian was thinking, Luo Wensong turned his head slightly and stared blankly at Zhang Qian's forehead. But his gaze focused on his forehead again, as if he was looking at something that didn't exist.

After a few seconds, Luo Wensong looked back and sighed, "I don't know what method you used. Although the target of sending the letter is not you, you have stolen part of the supernatural from the ghost post office, which is enough for Yue Linhai to sense you."

Zhang Qian was dumbfounded, "That's okay..."

Even though they have all been eaten and wiped clean, the results can still be used as a means of positioning.

Doesn't that mean that Luo Wensong should have always seen what he did?

Ignoring Zhang Qian's little thoughts, Luo Wensong just warned, "You do have a lot of special features, but you still have to be careful when doing things. If you are not sure of winning in the future, don't do similar things in the end."

"This act of stealing supernatural beings is equivalent to digging up flesh from a human body, and the wounds will never grow back. Unless the person is a vegetative state that has lost resistance, no one will give up."

Luo Wensong was reminded when Zhang Qian attacked the envelope. If it weren't for Zhang Qian, another ghost controller would have been crushed to death.

Zhang Qian was also lucky enough to meet Luo Wensong. If it were a ghost controller with a more grumpy temper, he would probably have floated over to him with his supernatural power and hacked him to death.

"Hiss - so dangerous." Zhang Qian was a little scared, and then he was concerned about Luo Wensong's situation, "Mr. Luo, are you injured? If possible, I can return that part of the supernatural power to you."

Since this loss is permanent, Zhang Qian actually doesn't want to keep the envelope in his body.

After all, in his opinion, this thing has no effect. It was just to temporarily suppress the ghost hand. Now that the ghost hand has been completely integrated, it is better to take out the envelope and restore Luo Lao's state.

One more big backer is better than a little extra supernatural power that doesn't matter.

"Ha ha."

Luo Wensong smiled. Although the expression on his face did not change, Zhang Qian felt that his mood seemed to have improved a little.

"What you stole was just the supernatural power of the Ghost Post Office. It has no impact on me. The fact that you survived unharmed shows that you have a good compatibility with the Ghost Post Office. Maybe you will have the opportunity to control the complete Ghost Post Office in the future." (End of this chapter.) )