Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 32 Ghost Candle
There are many ghost masters who have tried to control two ghosts in the past, but without exception, they all died miserably.

Wang Xiaoming looked through the files in his hand and said to himself:
"For a ghost controller who controls a ghost, the ghost in his body will only slowly revive. If he uses less of the ghost's power to survive for half a year, it won't be a problem."

"But if a ghost is forced in, the two ghosts will quickly revive during the confrontation, and the ghost controller may even die suddenly on the spot."

"Hmm... This method can be used to make weapons, but obviously it cannot be so rough to delay the recovery of the evil ghost."

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a booth.

Inside the booth is a dead head. The skin and facial features of the head have been completely ulcerated, but there is a towering mass of long black hair on its head.

[Codename: Ghost Hair]

[Killing Rule: When resurrected, tiny hairs will be produced, and ordinary people will be strangled to death by the hairs if they touch them]

[Supernatural erosion: The ghost hair will continue to proliferate on the body of the ghost master, and will revive when it completely wraps the body of the ghost master]

[Source: Out of Control Ghost Controller]

Ghost hair...it's not very scary, you can give it a try.

"Li Jun, ask He Zheng to come to the laboratory. There is an experiment that requires his cooperation." Wang Xiaoming picked up the phone and ordered.

"Yes."

Not long after, Li Jun entered the laboratory hall with a young man in a wheelchair.

The young man's hands made no movement, but the wheelchair moved forward naturally, as if there was an invisible person pushing him behind him.

Wang Xiaoming has been waiting here for a long time. Looking at the young man, his information appeared in his mind.

He Zheng, 22 years old, controlled three supernatural incidents by driving ghosts to promote people.

"Professor Wang, look for me." He Zheng's voice was weak, and the dark circles around his eyes were very heavy.

Wang Xiaoming didn't waste time and said bluntly: "You don't have long to live. I have a method here. It may make you survive or it may kill you. Are you willing to try it?"

"Of course!" He Zheng's voice suddenly rose.

No one can give up the hope of living, especially the ghost masters whose life is short.

"Then you come with me." Wang Xiaoming said and walked in front to lead the way.

After multiple verifications such as biometrics and passwords, he immediately opened the blockade and entered a three- or four-story experimental site.

There are various instruments around the site, and in the center is a room used for ghost experiments.

The base and top of the room are made of pure gold, and there is a buffer room in the front. The other three sides are inlaid with light yellow glass, allowing people outside to see clearly what is going on inside.

Wang Xiaoming pointed to the small cabinet in the room and said: "The delay in the recovery of ghosts has been directed. The price is a high chance of death, but if you succeed, you will become the first ghost controller to control two ghosts."

"The method is still unstable, so does someone need to be a guinea pig?" He Zheng knew very well that such a good thing should not be his turn. If he really had such an opportunity, he would not give it to a scroll king like Feng Quan first?
"Yes, if the method is stable, then your contribution will not be enough. This is the first experiment, so I say the chance of death is high." Wang Xiaoming said it bluntly, saying it in advance would save conflicts later.

He Zheng was a little scared, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted: "Just die, this ghost is getting more and more restless anyway."

Recently when he was sleeping, he often saw a figure beside his bed, but when he turned on the light, the figure would disappear. Most people might comfort themselves that it was an illusion, but He Zheng knew that it was the evil ghost behind him who was seeking his life.

This ghost's appetite is getting bigger and bigger. It's not enough to take away his two legs, it also wants his whole body.

"Okay, let's go in." Wang Xiaoming directed the researchers in the laboratory to open the instruments and prepare to record the various data of the experiment. "Well... I want to call my girlfriend first, okay?" He Zheng came into this world alone, and his only concern was his girlfriend.

"ASAP."

Wang Xiaoming can understand this feeling, and it can stimulate He Zheng's desire to live, which is also helpful for the experiment.

After a while, He Zheng finished the phone call and entered the laboratory.

"Zizzizi... He Zheng, can you hear me?" Under the interference of gold and supernatural beings, the signal of the walkie-talkie was not very good.

"Okay, I'm ready. When will it start?" He Zheng asked.

"Open the cabinet in front of you. There is ghost hair in it. Its pattern is..." Wang Xiaoming quickly described the characteristics of ghost hair.

"Okay, I understand." Xu Zheng took a deep breath and opened the sealed cabinet door with the key.

The long jet-black hair immediately appeared, spreading to the ground and meandering like a snake, but it strangely avoided Xu Zheng's position.

"I didn't expect that a grown man like me would have to wear a wig..." Xu Zheng complained and took the initiative to reach out and grab the rotting head.

The moment the fingers touched, the wigs everywhere paused, and then rushed towards Xu Zheng crazily.

Dense black hair wrapped around his ankles, and the body jumped out and rushed towards Xu Zheng's face.

Wang Xiaoming reminded: "Use your ghosts to fight against ghosts, use ghosts to restrict your ghosts, and find a balance point in the middle. That is your life!"

"understood!"

Behind Xu Zheng, an invisible figure moved, and invisible hands began to clean the hair on his body.

Large tracts of hair died, but the vacant positions were immediately replaced by new hair.

Guifa and Guituiren seemed to be at a stalemate, but Xu Zheng's face became paler and paler. He felt that the ghost behind him was getting colder and colder, getting closer and closer to him, as if it wanted to blend into his body.

Xu Zheng was unconscious and making his final resistance.

You can't do this, you will die if you continue like this...

"The vital signs are getting weaker and weaker." The interior of the room was covered with ghost hair. Wang Xiaoming could only observe Xu Zheng's condition through data monitoring, but he could also see that the situation was not optimistic.

He turned to look at Li Jun and said, "Li Jun, bring the ghost candle."

Li Jun immediately took out a gold suitcase and handed it over, but reminded him: "Professor Wang, that is what the headquarters assigned to you to save your life."

Wang Xiaoming opened the box and revealed a scarlet candle, which looked like a candle made of condensed blood.

"Xu Zheng was able to survive for so long, probably with just a little help. It's not a loss to use Guizhu for this."

Wang Xiaoming took the lighter and walked to the isolation room.

Li Jun on the side was frightened by him and said hurriedly: "The situation inside is still uncertain, let me go in!"

Wang Xiaoming said without looking back: "Don't try to persuade me. I am confident in the results of my experiment, and I want to see with my own eyes the process of controlling the second ghost."

(End of this chapter)