Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

92 Death notice
"There is really no way to affect me now. But judging from the burning speed of Guizhu, Li Gui did not leave because of Guizhu. On the contrary, it has maintained continuous attacks." Zhang Qandao.

The candlelight flickers, as if to remind you that there are invisible dangers around you.

However, the ghost candle does not burn quickly, indicating that the supernatural power is not strong.

This is not consistent with the rumors. Is the so-called death upon receiving a call just for ordinary people?
"You haven't left yet?" Xu Zheng glanced at the small space around him, and the cloaked figure next to him immediately started to move.

Strands of jet-black hair emerged from under the cloak and cuffs, intertwined together, and swept the back seat like an airtight net.

If there were ghosts, they wouldn't be able to escape this kind of search even if they were invisible.

It's a pity that Xu Zheng couldn't get any information from Guifa.

"It's not in the back seat. Is it possible that it's outside the car or on the passenger seat?"

Xu Zheng said that he was going to open the car window and let Hairian go outside to get some information.

"There's no need to look for it. I guess Li Gui's body is not here. Maybe it has a very special ability and can affect me thousands of miles away through the medium of the phone." Zhang Qian glanced at the phone with a black screen.

These ghosts are really keeping up with the times. During the Republic of China, there was a ghost post office, and now there is a ghost phone.

Will there be such things as ghost computers in the future?

"Then what should we do now? The evil ghost has not shown up at all. Even if we want to deal with it, there is no way to deal with it?" Xu Zheng hesitated and took back his ghost hair, slightly covering the car as a protective measure.

Zhang Qian thought for a moment and said slowly: "I want to try extinguishing the ghost candle."

"Why?" Xu Zheng asked puzzledly: "You also said that Li Gui's power has not been withdrawn. Without the protection of Gui Zhu, we will face a direct attack."

"The ghost candle is used to save lives and cannot be consumed for no reason." Zhang Qian looked at the faint candle flame and calculated the time in his mind.

Guizhu can probably still hold on for three hours now. If he can get rescued after running out, forget it.But in this situation, who at the headquarters can come to support?Are you going to find Wang Chaling?
"Now in this situation, I can only be passively beaten. Although Gui Zhu protected me, it also separated me from the contact with Li Gui. Maybe only by contacting Li Gui's supernatural power can I have a chance to fight back. Even if it doesn't work, Gui Zhu will still protect me. .”

"Well..." Seeing that Zhang Qian had made up his mind, Xu Zheng no longer objected and just asked, "Is there anything I can do to help? The headquarters sent me to assist you, and I will definitely not ignore it."

"There really is..." Zhang Qian put the ghost candle into Xu Zheng's hand and said, "Blow out the ghost candle in a moment, and then light it again when I call you or you feel something is wrong."

"Ah?" Xu Zheng held the cold ghost candle, but he didn't expect Zhang Qian to trust him so much.

Aren't you afraid that he will run away with the ghost candle?
"Come on, my life depends on you." Zhang Qian handed Xu Zheng a lighter again.

Then he put his hands into his pockets and touched two cold envelopes.

I wonder if the ghost post office town can contain ghost calls...

"Then I blew it?" Xu Zheng reminded Zhang Qian when he saw that he was ready.

"Blow it."

"call--"

The candles went out, and the melodious piano music played in Zhang Qian's ears again.

Zhang Qian listened to the track quietly, and the sound kept echoing, with no intention of stopping at all.

The expected attack did not come, as if the sound was just an ordinary piece of music.

But Guizhu doesn't lie, there must have been a supernatural force trying to attack him just now.

There is no change now, maybe I just didn't notice it.

"We can't let the music continue to overlap..." Zhang Qian rubbed his ears, feeling that there seemed to be two voices ringing at the same time.

Unlike the soothing sound at first, it now sounds a bit noisy. "What's wrong?" Xu Zheng asked immediately.

"The supernatural power seems to be eroding me in some undiscoverable way, and this power is still superimposing. If it cannot be stopped, I may die without knowing it." Zhang Qandao.

"It's so serious, should I light the ghost candle now?" Xu Zheng pressed the lighter and asked.

"Don't worry, this sound is just a ringtone after all. The purpose is probably just to remind me to answer the phone. The ringing will probably stop when I answer the phone." Zhang Qiandao.

According to the story on the forum, answering the phone will result in a curse of death, but the curse seems to have a fourteen-day buffer.

Although it's not much, it's better than dying suddenly now.

After all, the more time you have, the more hope you have, and the more time you have to prepare, the more likely you are to survive.

"Buzzing—"

As soon as the satellite phone was turned on, a call came in.

"I'm going to take it. Although there is a high probability that nothing will happen, I still want you to pay attention to my status."

"Don't worry, if something goes wrong I will light the ghost candle immediately." Xu Zheng promised solemnly.

There was a beep and the call was connected.

Zhang Qian perked up, and the noisy music in his ears disappeared.

The airtime on the screen started to pulse.

But there was still deathly silence on the other end of the phone. Even though Zhang Qian had turned on the speakerphone, no sound came out.

In this strange silence, the small back row seemed to be isolated from the world, and the only sounds of Zhang Qian and Xu Zheng's breathing were left in the entire carriage.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

It wasn't until the seventh second that some sound finally came from the speaker.

A rustling sound came from the speaker, and the signal seemed to be interfered with in some way and became very unstable.

A dry voice suddenly appeared and slowly uttered two words.

"Seven... days..."

The sound was indistinguishable from male to female. It was as annoying as fingernails scraping against a blackboard, and it was like unlubricated gears that made one's teeth ache.

"Beep beep."

Without any unnecessary words, the call ended abruptly.

Xu Zheng turned his questioning eyes to Zhang Qian, "How are you doing now? Is there anything wrong?"

"Not really." Zhang Qian shrugged and took the ghost candle back from Xu Zheng.

"I'm pestering you just to make a date. This ghost is too weird. Do you have any idea about these seven days?" Xu Zheng asked.

"The death curse, it was originally fourteen days..." Zhang Qian found the ghost story called Ghost Call and handed the phone to Xu Zheng.

"Fourteen days to seven days, the time is getting shorter. Is this evil ghost evolving?" Xu Zheng was a little frightened. "Will it be three days, one day, or even killing without any interval..."

"We'll talk about the rest later. I may not even be able to survive these seven days, and I don't have the ability to care about others."

(End of this chapter)