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Chapter 572: Shen Lin's Experience, the World Outside the White Mist Wall
"No, you are not Xiao Liu. Xiao Liu would not have this expression. Are you Zhang Youhong? That's right, you must be Zhang Youhong!"

Xiong Wenwen suddenly reacted. Judging from his quick reaction, we knew that he must also be keeping an eye on the supernatural files of the Peace Hotel.

That's why he knew something about Zhang Youhong who had just been separated.

Zhang Youhong was not disappointed that Liu Qingqing was not tricked, after all, it was just a little joke. However, Xiong Wenwen felt very annoyed.

But he didn't continue to confront Zhang Youhong.

In the supernatural files, Zhang Youhong is just a kitten only in front of Lin Yuan. In front of other people, she is a very scary existence.

Although Xiong Wenwen is a bear, he is not stupid and he knows very well when to use his attitude.

Then he looked at Wang Lu and Shen Lin again, but the two of them did not look at him. Instead, they looked at something not far ahead, just like he did before.

There, two parties were fighting.

On one side is the ghost shepherd Chen Qiaoyang who controls a huge number of almost a hundred evil ghosts, like a tide of ghosts.

On the other side were two Zhang Xianguangs, each holding an identical rusty sword, and wearing exactly the same appearance and clothes!
There were still a lot of broken limbs and arms lying on the ground, but these limbs and arms were constantly twisting, as if they were reviving, or as if for some other reason.

It was clear that the two had been fighting for some time.

"Zhang Xianguang, your game is over." Seeing someone coming, including Wang Lu, Chen Qiaoyang's gloomy face finally showed a sarcastic smile.

He was mocking Zhang Xianguang for not using all his strength to kill him immediately.

Zhang Xianguang also noticed Wang Lu, or rather the illusory and terrifying ghost beside Wang Lu. "It doesn't matter. Since you want to die so early, I'll grant your wish."

Three more Zhang Xianguangs, also carrying old, rusty swords, walked out of the dense forest nearby.

Facing Zhang Xianguang's attack, Chen Qiaoyang could only rely on the number of evil spirits and had no power to fight back. If this continued, death was only a matter of time.

It can also be seen that Zhang Xianguang was just playing a game with Chen Qiaoyang and had not taken it seriously until now.

"Where is Zhang Xianguang's real body?"

Shen Lin cast his gaze towards the dense forest where the three Zhang Xianguangs came out of and asked in a low voice.

Wang Lu was also looking in that direction, shook his head, and said, "No, there is no trace of him in the ghost realm. But I'd better go over and take a look. I will feel uneasy if I don't kill this guy."

After saying this, Wang Lu and the ghost Lao Wang disappeared.

At this moment, Zhang Xianguang, who was originally rushing towards Chen Qiaoyang, suddenly swung a few knives towards Shen Lin. The terrible attack instantly tore Shen Lin, Zhang Youhong and Xiong Wenwen apart.

But Zhang Xianguang frowned, "Only Xiong Wenwen died?"

The images you see with your eyes may be deceiving, but in this game, points cannot be deceiving!

The number of points that can be obtained by killing a ghost rider is five. Although he had torn the three ghost riders into pieces with the few strikes he had just made, he only got five points. This already explains the result.

Obviously, the world where only Xiong Wenwen died was achieved!
At the moment of his death, there was still a look of disbelief on his face, as if he was completely unwilling to believe that Zhang Xianguang would actually attack him.

Doesn’t Zhang Xianguang want to invest in himself anymore?

"How heartless! He even wants to chop off my aunt. Xiao Xianguang, it seems like it's time for your father to teach you a lesson."

Zhang Youhong's body was torn from the left shoulder to the right waist, but she still had a bright smile on her face, as if Zhang Xianguang's fatal knife was just a joke from a junior.

Then her body split into two and fell to the ground, turning into two pieces of puppets.

Obviously, this body is also just a puppet and not the real Zhang Youhong.

As for Shen Lin?

He was really dead, but his body disappeared before he hit the ground, and was restarted through special means, and he also lost his memory of this period of time.

……

Dadong City, on the street outside the Wang family’s ancestral home.

Shen Lin walked out of the memory of a passerby, his face looking very ugly. "What on earth is out there? Why was I killed twice when I left? The virtual game is still too threatening for me. My memory is not deep enough, so I can't do anything more."

As a person existing in memory, Shen Lin's supernatural powers also need enough memory and enough time to accumulate, otherwise it would be impossible to exert his due strength.

Like these two times.

At least when facing Zhang Xianguang, he wouldn't be beheaded by a single blow and wouldn't even be able to resist.

"Forget it, I'll stay in the city and see if Wang Lu can invite Boss Lin over."

After waiting for a while, Shen Lin came out and came to the Wang family's ancestral home again.

"Mr. Shen is back? The master is not with you?" The butler was a little confused. As the butler of the Wang family, he had been serving the old Wang family since the Wang family's first generation. He was also a powerful ghost rider.

He just saw Wang Lu taking Shen Lin and Zhang Youhong out, but when he turned around, Shen Lin came back alone. Could there be something wrong?

Shen Lin did not answer, but looked towards the depths of the house with a serious expression.

A man wearing a long gown and a large round-brimmed hat, who looked like a figure from the Republic of China period, slowly walked out. He exuded a cold aura and was obviously also a ghost rider.

The person who walked out behind this person was Wang Lu’s wife and Wang Chaling’s mother.

Apart from Wang Lu, the only person who could get so close to the woman could be... Wang Cha Ling!

The man slowly raised his head, revealing a cold and numb face under the brim of his hat. This was Wang Chaling's face, but his eyes were lifeless, as if he had suffered unspeakable torture.

Shen Lin looked at Wang Chaling's clothes and hat again, "The Wang family's background is really sufficient."

The clothes and the hat represent two terrifying ghosts. Now they are worn by Wang Chaling, but they do not kill him.

This clearly showed that an unknown balance had been reached, otherwise, with Wang Chaling's ordinary physical condition, he would have died somewhere unknown long ago.

And this was only about ten minutes after they left.

In such a short period of time, Wang Chaling was able to grow from an ordinary person to a ghost rider who could control two ghosts and achieve a balance.

This method is indeed surprising.

Moreover, these clothes and hat are clearly two magical items that are more defensive in nature, and this kind of magical item is very rare in the circle.

But the Wang family took it out easily.

I think the Wang family still has quite a few collections, and they may all be prepared for their descendants.

With the souls of the elders accumulated from generation to generation, there is basically no need for the Wang family to take action in a fight. They only need to protect themselves from being easily attacked and killed as they have weaknesses.

"You shouldn't be here now." Wang Chaling's tone was cold, as if after becoming a ghost rider, even his temperament had changed.

Shen Lin didn't mind.

As someone who has experienced this, he knows very well that newcomers who have just started to control evil spirits will be greatly affected and will be very unlike human beings.

It will get better slowly.

Just look at Wang Lu and his wife, although they are also veteran top ghost riders, except that they don't like to laugh much and don't eat much, there is not much difference between them and normal people.

"We encountered the enemy in the suburbs," Shen Lin explained.

Wang Chaling nodded. "It seems that you are the weakest one. You were beaten back so quickly."

Shen Lin: “…”

If you can't speak, shut up!

When he was still an ordinary person, Wang Chaling spoke quite nicely. How come he speaks so foully now that he has become a ghost rider?

"Mom, let's go. Dad may need your help. Now I have the ability to protect myself, so you shouldn't worry about me anymore, right?" Wang Chaling said, turning his head. His face was still cold and numb, but his tone was a little softer.

This long gown and the round-brimmed hat on the head.

One protects the body, the other protects the consciousness. Together they provide all-round protection, and also give Wang Chaling the confidence to face supernatural events.

Even if the ghosts of his grandparents, parents and deceased were not around him, he would not be an ordinary person who could be beaten and killed at will.

The woman shook her head. "You are still far from being able to protect yourself, but this is a virtual game world for you. You won't really die. This is a good opportunity for you to fight in real life."

Obviously, Wang Chaling is still unqualified in the woman's eyes.

Like the ghost Lao Wang, the ghost Lao Lu also owns a ghost domain, and the scope of the ghost domain is not small.

In addition to the blood curse, the ghost realms between the two dead souls can be interconnected and complemented without any conflict, but are integrated into one.

So after the woman activated the ghost domain of the dead soul Lao Lu, she easily brought Wang Chaling and Shen Lin to the woods in the suburbs.

This was the battlefield where Zhang Xianguang and Chen Qiaoyang had fought before.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Shen Lin was silent, but a little tired: "I don't want to come here at all now!"

The forest was in a mess, with dismembered bodies everywhere, but they all looked like the bodies of "wild monsters". Zhang Xianguang, Chen Qiaoyang, and Zhang Youhong were not found. Wang Lu appeared in front of the three people and said calmly: "Chen Qiaoyang and Xiong Wenwen are dead, and Zhang Xianguang escaped. I didn't catch up with him. His strength is more terrible than I thought. This time when we go to Taiping Town, I still need you to stay and guard the house."

The woman nodded seriously, obviously trusting Wang Lu's judgment 100%, "Will there be any problems in Taiping Town?"

"Even if only my father accompanies me, at least I can find someone and leave."

Wang Lu said, his eyes fell on Shen Lin, and finally looked at Wang Chaling, "Going to Taiping Town this time will be dangerous, and it will be very dangerous. If you don't want to go, you can stay at home and wait for me to come back."

Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, and just as he was about to agree, he heard Wang Lu say, "You must go."

"Then why are you asking me what I think?" Wang Chaling snorted coldly, like a little kid throwing a tantrum.

"I'll go along too. Although my current strength is limited, if you need to find someone, I can still be of some help."

Shen Lin can invade other people's memories and find people, which is his strong point.

"it is good."

Wang Lu didn't say anything else. He just took Wang Chaling and Shen Lin to the white fog wall outside the suburbs of Dadong City and walked in.

Shen Lin is a player, so if they want to pass through the white fog wall, or use the teleportation array to go to Hongming Village and Taiping Ancient Town, they have to pay.

Fortunately, he had made all the necessary preparations before entering the game, including enough money to buy his life.

So without saying anything, he directly clicked the agree button on the message transmission, while Wang Chaling had a headache.

Originally, he wanted to use the cost of the teleportation array as an excuse to refuse to go to Hongming Village and Taiping Ancient Town. That place was too scary. Just by listening to the name, you could tell that it was definitely not a kind place.

Looking at the idea of ​​Mr. and Mrs. Wang Lu, they brought him along with the purpose of training him.

When he arrives at Hongming Village and Taiping Ancient Town, he will definitely be allowed to gain experience. By then, he will not be able to be confident if he only relies on the two new ghosts he has controlled.

But after he, Wang Lu and Shen Lin entered the wall of white fog, Shen Lin disappeared.

Wang Lu simply closed his eyes, as if he had lost consciousness. This made Wang Chaling feel very uneasy: "What's going on? Is it possible that people in the game can't leave the game map? In this case, how can we go to Hongming Village?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the white fog all around surge, and Wang Lu, along with the dead soul Old Wang, were directly squeezed out of the wall of white fog.

When he left the area covered by white fog and returned to the woods in the suburbs, Wang Lu opened his eyes again.

"Dad, this is a problem. You have no way to leave Dadong City." Wang Chaling also followed him out, with an indescribable sense of relief in his tone.

He also told everything that happened in the white fog.

Wang Lu stared at Wang Chaling, "No, it should be that some individuals cannot leave. Ordinary people should be able to leave, they are not restricted..."

But he didn't finish his sentence.

Through the ghost realm, he could clearly see everything in Dadong City, and naturally he could also see the hustle and bustle on the avenue leaving Dadong City.

Neither driving nor riding horses were restricted by the wall of white fog.

They also could not see the wall of white fog and continued to go in and out as normal, leading normal lives like ordinary people.

But he suddenly thought of something.

Did these ordinary people really leave after entering the wall of white fog? Or were they just like him, losing consciousness in the wall of white fog and having no idea what was happening?
When they reappear, all they need to do is change their memories to make them believe what they have done and where they have been.

Although Wang Lu cannot do this, there are many ways to change memory in the spiritual circle.

And the wall of white fog belongs to him. If he wants to do this, can't he do it?

Wang Chaling also thought of this and explained it in more detail, but it was of no use because Wang Lu didn't listen.

It doesn't matter to him what the situation of ordinary people is like.

Whether this guess is right or wrong, it can't affect the situation he is in now. "You can get through, right?"

Wang Chaling was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "I was able to stay awake inside, but it was probably because I didn't enter the game through normal channels, I sneaked in, so I could stay conscious in the white fog, but I couldn't see the teleportation prompt."

It was the same situation as when he sneaked in a few times before, he couldn't gain points by killing "wild monsters" and "natives".

"But you can give it a try."

Wang Lu's tone was calm, but indescribably firm, which made Wang Chaling very confused. "Dad, even if you promised Shen Lin and Zhang Youhong, you don't have to do this, right? Although Zhang Youhong admitted to giving me some compensation in reality, with the background of our Wang family, that is not necessary, right?"

This is also what he didn't understand.

Although we should do what we promised, if the conditions do not allow it, we can just say it directly. Why do we have to find ways to do it?

We clearly know that this is not feasible.

"The rewards are indeed negligible, but you need enough actual combat experience. In virtual games, death does not mean the end, it is just an ordinary failure, so it is the best place for actual combat. You can accumulate enough combat experience here without worrying about the price you pay being too high to bear."

Wang Lu glanced at the ghost beside him, Old Wang, and continued, "Taiping Town sounds very unsafe. It's also a so-called Red Name Village. With your current strength, you may not gain any experience if you go there. So let your grandfather go with you. It just so happens that in the reality you are in, this is the fighting method you should learn the most."

Wang Chaling was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "What about you, Dad?"

Wang Lu said calmly, "You don't think that after losing your grandfather, I, your father, am a useless person who can be bullied at will, right?"

Forehead!
Wang Cha Ling was speechless for a moment. He was so moved by Wang Lu's words that he actually forgot something.

That is, before his father Wang Lu inherited the Wang family's blood curse, and even before his grandfather Lao Wang created the inheritance of the blood curse, Wang Lu had already stepped into the supernatural circle.

Although few people noticed his shining points, they were overshadowed by Old Wang's brilliance. It did not mean that Wang Lu's strength was weak.

If there were no blood curse, Wang Lu would be able to live safely in this era with his strength alone.

"And don't forget, your grandmother is still in Dadong City. Even if Zhang Xianguang really dares to come back, this is not a place for him to run wild as he pleases."

Wang Lu's tone was calm, but Wang Chaling could hear the resentment in it.

Obviously, Wang Lu still felt resentful about letting Zhang Xianguang escape, and wanted to get back at him.

Wang Chaling thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll take Grandpa to see if we can get to Hongming Village. But Dad, you have to be careful. Meng Xiaodong, whom Shen Lin mentioned, is a very scary person. If she really wants to do something..."

Wang Chaling suddenly felt that he was worrying too much.

As a person who also lived in the Republic of China period, his grandmother was not necessarily worse than Meng Xiaodong. After all, in real life, no one had seen Meng Xiaodong take action.

No one knows how strong Meng Xiaodong really is. Maybe he just lives longer?
After explaining for a while, Wang Chaling brought the dead soul·Old Wang back to the Wall of White Mist. Just like before, he did not see any prompt that he could be teleported to Hongming Village·Taiping Ancient Town.

So, what to do?
"Compared to my father of this era, as someone who sneaked into the game, perhaps the most I have over him is that I can preserve my consciousness in the white fog?"

Wang Chaling walked aimlessly in the wall of white fog.

Everything around was white, even the ground under my feet.

In such an environment, he quickly lost his way and even doubted whether he was still walking normally or had become upside down?

A feeling of panic welled up in my heart.

But it was soon suppressed again, or it could be said that as he controlled two ghosts, his normal human emotions were suppressed to a certain extent, allowing him to think more calmly without worrying about being affected by panic, fear, uneasiness, doubt and other emotions in his judgment of the actual situation.

As a highly educated talent, Wang Chaling was very keenly aware of this.

"If controlling evil spirits doesn't turn people into neither human nor ghost, then this is a good option."

He continued walking in the white fog. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly bumped into something, but the same white fog was still in front of him.

He reached out and touched it.

Although it was white fog, it was very solid, like a wall made of white fog, blocking his way.

Such a change made him feel a little nervous, "Grandpa, can we use the ghost domain here? I want to go up and take a look."

The Ghost·Old Wang followed behind him. With the blood inheritance, as long as Wang Lu, who was of a higher rank, did not compete with him for the ownership, the Ghost·Old Wang would naturally obey his orders.

It’s a pity that this is a wall of white fog.

Even though the entire Dadong City is shrouded in white fog and ghostly territory, it is a gaming area where players, "natives" and "wild monsters" can use supernatural powers at will.

The wall of white fog, as the boundary of the map, is tightly restricted.

The ghost of Old Wang did not move at all, which made Wang Chaling understand what was going on. He did not ask any more questions, but tried hard to lie on the wall and try to see out.

But what he saw before his eyes was surging white mist.

Only occasionally could one see the outside world through the gaps in the rolling white fog, and it was a desolate countryside.

The peddler, carrying a load of goods on his shoulder, was loading a person into a cargo box.

The cargo box was not big, not enough to fit a person, but the person was still put in, and the box didn't even bulge a bit.

(End of this chapter)