Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 29: Making Trouble (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
There are two abilities of the hermit, one is to hide in the shadows, the other is to use the power of shadows.

The latter has undergone a significant change, and the use of shadow power has become a kind of mastery, that is, the ghost realm.

Zhang Xiansheng walked out of the shadow area and the surrounding light returned to normal.

He began to try, and a thick, indissoluble darkness appeared under his feet, and quickly began to spread from the inside to the outside.

The surroundings suddenly became dark. Although the light from the ceiling was very bright, it could not pierce the darkness.

Zhang Xiansheng tried to compress the ghost domain and change its shape.

The strength of the Shadow Ghost Domain is obviously inferior to that of the Ghost Painting Ghost Domain, but its advantage lies in its controllability.

suddenly.

Zhang Xiansheng thought of the hermit's ability to hide in the shadows, which seemed to be able to be superimposed with the shadow ghost domain.

With this in mind, he continued to try.

Soon, his figure disappeared, and the surroundings were no longer dark, but gray.

At this moment, he was in the shadow of the ghost realm.

I have to say that the promotion process is painful, but worth it.

The emergence of the Shadow Ghost Realm has greatly made up for some of the shortcomings in the hermit's abilities, making them perfect.

Zhang Xiansheng walked out of the shadow area and put away the ghost domain. He was thinking about something.

Now he has the ability to deal with hungry ghost incidents.

He had his own ghost domain, and was able to compress and change the shape of the shadow ghost domain. Then, just like how Yang Jian later restricted the starving ghost, he compressed the ghost domain into a line, and like a sniper, he could instantly drive the coffin nails into the body of the starving ghost.

In this way, the wish ghost hiding in the dark will not be able to use the ability to restart the range.

There are risks in doing this, as it will directly attract a lot of hatred.

When Zhang Xiansheng thought of this, he felt inexplicably happy and couldn't help but smile.

He was very excited and couldn't wait to perform a trick...right now.

The melody of the trick was already playing in his mind.

"........."

"Breathing fire and swallowing knives is nothing but a trick for me. I will step on the flying clouds and invite the gods to play a game..."

"........."

Zhang Xiansheng paced back and forth, his sudden heated emotions making him not know where to put his hands.

After turning back several times, he finally muttered, "Oh, right, coffin nails, coffin nails..."

Having said that, he left the community directly.

The underground passage of Hongfa Temple.

Zhang Xiansheng walked into the half-open wooden door, and the surroundings were still the familiar darkness where he could not see anything.

He mobilized the ghost realm of ghost painting.

The ghost domain of the ghost painting has also been enhanced with the advancement of the sequence. Simply put, the part of the supernatural power that can be used has increased.

The visible range was much larger, and he walked straight forward.

After walking for a while, he came to the bone tree and saw the coffin nail lying quietly on the ground not far away.

He walked closer, bent down and held the rusty coffin nail in his hand, which looked like it would break at any time.

suddenly.

"Donor, you are here."

Zhang Xiansheng turned his head and stared at the white bone tree. This was the voice of the old monk.

"Don't be surprised, benefactor. I am beginning to recover and should be able to leave here soon."

Zhang Xiansheng asked: "Where are you going?"

"We'll see when the time comes and do what I can."

"Master, please be merciful." Zhang Xiansheng said sincerely.

suddenly.

The scene before my eyes changed.

The darkness that made it impossible to see anything around me completely faded away, and the skeleton tree in front of me also disappeared.

Zhang Xiansheng only had a bluestone brick wall in front of him and the wooden door behind him. This was the original appearance of this place. He glanced at the coffin nails in his hand and then left Hongfa Temple.

He did not rush to No. 7 Middle School, which was the source of the starving ghosts.

At this moment, the burning blood in Zhang Xiansheng's body has subsided a lot, and now is not the time to deal with the starving ghost incident.

Zhao Kaiming still has some time left to complete his transaction with the Wish Ghost, which he had promised the other party before.

He does change his face a lot of the time, but there are always exceptions.

Zhao Kaiming is an exception now.

Zhang Xiansheng bought some things for free at the shopping mall and convenience store, and then returned to the community.

He ate something, washed up, and went straight to bed.

Inside the warehouse.

Zhao Kaiming sat on the sofa with a gloomy look on his face.

"That doesn't mean anything."

"No one in Dachang City can stop that damn thing from growing."

"I know, you are afraid..."

"........."

He seemed to be talking to himself, sometimes his voice was hoarse, sometimes he was extremely excited...

Guanjiang Community.

After another night of rush work, the safe house made of gold, steel plates and cement was barely completed.

The safe house was only big enough to accommodate nineteen people, and the list of names had already been finalized.

After all the people on the list entered the safe house, Yang Jian drove away from Guanjiang Community.

On the road.

He heard a few screams, but ignored them and didn't even look at them.

He now has to gamble on the 20% chance of survival.

If successful, there will be hope for this city.

The vehicle drove for a while and finally arrived at the destination.

Yang Jian got out of the car directly. He opened the door of the trunk and lifted out something covered with black cloth. There was a mirror inside.

Yang Jian got this mirror from the third room of the old house in Guanjiang Community.

There are countless evil spirits sealed in the mirror. It can revive the dead, but it requires a certain price, and that price is to release a ghost in the mirror.

Yang Jian carried the ghost mirror and walked into the house, ignoring the open car door.

He walked up to the second floor and placed the ghost mirror in an empty room.

He moved a cabinet from another room, placed the mobile phone he had prepared in advance there, and chose to connect.

Soon, the phone was connected successfully.

At the same time, in the safe house of Guanjiang Community.

Wang Xiaoming stared at the contents on the mobile phone screen intently.

He first saw an empty room, then Yang Jian’s figure. The picture was shaking, and the other party must still be adjusting the angle.

After a while, the picture stopped shaking.

He saw an object covered with black cloth, and judging from the exposed parts, it seemed to be a mirror.

He was very curious about Yang Jian's next move and stared at the screen of his mobile phone.

Yang Jian drew the curtains in the room, then closed the door and locked it.

He sat in front of the ghost mirror and took out an object wrapped in gold foil from his pocket.

It was an old straw rope that Yang Jian got from a ghost rider he had killed before. It was once the ghost that was controlled by the ghost rider.

The ghost rope is now in a state of recovery. Ordinary people cannot control it at all. Anyone who touches it will be killed.

He stood up and tied one end of the ghost rope to the chandelier on the ceiling of the room.

I pulled it downwards and the force was still OK.

(End of this chapter)