Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 57 Luo Qian
Luo Qian, one of the Seven Elders and the cemetery owner, has the ability to bury all supernatural beings. He can suppress multiple evil spirits at the same time by using a large area of ​​soil in the grave.

Theoretically, his attitude towards the younger generation should also be laissez-faire, but this does not seem to be the case now.

Could it be because of Zhang Xianguang's so-called Peach Blossom Spring plan that Luo Qian tried to stop him and would not sit idly by and watch him take away the mummy bride's wedding dress and veil?

Zhang Xiansheng had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Just then, the bus stopped.

"Bang~!"

The door opened.

The people in the car looked very alert. They either looked out the window at the old wooden house in the distance, or looked at the car door. They would also glance at the electronic display screen to confirm whether there was any new evil spirit getting on the car.

Zhang Xiansheng looked at the old wooden house in the distance, staring straight at the wooden door.

He had the feeling of returning to a mysterious world in his dream, facing that demigod SB from the Church of Storms. He felt just as irresistible and could only wait to be killed. He also had the same doubts.

Until his death, even though he had traveled to the revived world, he still didn't understand why the demigod personally attacked the stronghold.

It's not a big stronghold. Shouldn't a Sequence 7, Sequence 6, or even Sequence 5 lead the team to handle it?
What does demigod mean? Your Storm Lord Church has many demigods, right?

But now it was replaced by Luo Qian, the cemetery owner and one of the Seven Elders.

"Look, is there a person standing in the wooden house?" Lin Bei said in a deep voice.

Xu Feng calmed down a bit at this time, and said in a very aggressive tone: "How could it be a human? It must be a supernatural-level terrifying ghost."

Zhang Xiansheng had been staring at the wooden door, so he naturally saw the whole process clearly.

It was a tall and thin figure who walked out of the wooden door. Even though there was a road and a bus between them, he could feel the other person's gaze.

It’s more like... examining than staring.

at this time.

The mummified bride beside him suddenly stood up and moved towards the door, as if she was going to get out of the car.

When Zhang Xiansheng heard the noise, he quickly stood up and took a few quick steps, grabbed the mummy bride's hand, and suppressed it with the magical power of ghost blood.

Soon, the bride stopped.

Zhang Xiansheng pulled her back to her seat.

The other people in the car looked at this scene, and although they were somewhat immune to it, they still couldn't help but feel a little weird.

as time flows.

The number on the electronic display screen on the car still remained at 4. No new evil spirits got on the car. Luo Qian, who was standing in front of the wooden house, didn't seem to have any intention of getting on the car.

"There's still 1 minute and 50 seconds left. We'll be safe if we can make it." Liu Jia said nervously.

Yang Jian, who was not far away, tried to use his ghost eyes to look, but still couldn't see the figure clearly.

next moment.

He felt a huge oppressive force.

The opened ghost eyes closed instantly. At this moment, not only the ghost eyes, but even the headless ghost shadow seemed to have disappeared.

He seemed to have become an ordinary person at this moment.

This was definitely not caused by the bus, but by the ghost in front of the cabin.

It could actually ignore the suppression of the bus and attack directly on itself. Its supernatural level had definitely reached S level.

If it gets on the car, it will be a disaster.

“50…45…33…” Liu Jia counted silently in his heart.

at last.

The five minutes were up and it was time for the bus to continue its journey.

"I'm lucky to be alive." Lin Bei breathed a sigh of relief. "Yeah, luckily no evil spirit got on the bus." Liu Jia agreed.

But soon everyone's relieved expressions changed.

Because the bus doors were not closed.

The bus had no intention of continuing to move forward and remained parked where it was.

If it weren't for the headlights and the lights inside the car still on, they would have thought the car had stalled again.

"How could this happen!" Xu Feng roared helplessly.

His condition was already on the verge of a ghost reviving, so he would naturally be corroded by the supernatural, becoming very irrational and paranoid. Coupled with his current situation, he naturally couldn't hold it in.

Zhang Xiansheng sat in his seat, suppressing the mummy bride with the magical power of ghost blood.

He tried to sense the bus and soon discovered something unusual.

He saw a blurry ghost, which was the source of the bus.

At this moment, there was some more grave soil on its body, which pressed it down and made it unable to move.

Zhang Xiansheng looked out the window at the old wooden house on the distant hill. The tall and thin figure was still standing there.

He gritted his teeth, took out the rotten head with coffin nails from his backpack, put it on the ground, stepped on it with one foot, and pulled out the coffin nails with one hand.

At this moment, the number on the electronic display screen in the car changed from 3 to 4.

Zhang Xiansheng walked to the car door holding the mummified bride in one hand and the coffin nails in the other.

He also knew that the coffin nails would be of little or no use to Luo Qian.

After all, the other party is the owner of a cemetery and used to be a coffin nailer.

However, at a certain level, the suppressing effect of the coffin nails is not as good as the magical power displayed at random, so there is no need to use them.

But Zhang Xiansheng felt that holding the coffin nails was better than not holding anything, and it at least gave him some confidence.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and said, "You want to get off? The bus is still running, so it's safe. I was attacked just now, probably because I was on the bus, and I was suppressed by a terrifying spirit."

"There's no point staying here if the car isn't moving," Zhang Xiansheng replied.

He had made up his mind that instead of thinking about it in the car, he might as well face it directly.

If Luo Qian had killed him, he would have been one of the graves in this cemetery.

Besides, the Seven Elders will basically not kill the younger generation of Ghost Riders unless that Ghost Rider is full of evil and has done countless things.

The main issue at the moment is Luo Qian's attitude towards the corpse bride. Should he let her take her away, or should he choose to help Zhang Xianguang's plan and not let her take her away.

This is the trickiest part.

Zhang Xiansheng didn't want his hard work to end up in vain.

He knew from the beginning of his plan that he would offend Zhang Xianguang, the son of the head of the Seven Elders and the top ghost rider of the second generation.

He also knew that the seven elders would basically not provide any convenience to Zhang Xianguang. Even Luo Wensong would just sit back and watch Zhang Xianguang's plans.

Even if that layout will sacrifice some people, if the plan succeeds, the whole world will benefit.

It is based on these two conditions that he boldly controls the ghost bride.

Even if Zhang Xianguang was chasing him, he was confident that he could escape, and would even find it exciting, but facing the Seven Elders head-on would be very boring.

The two were not on the same level at all, just like when he faced the demigod from the Church of the Lord of Storms.

Zhang Xiansheng put away his messy thoughts and got out of the car leading the mummified bride.

There was no wind outside, but the temperature dropped suddenly after I got off the car and it was a bit cold.

He looked at the wooden house in the distance and at the blurry tall and thin figure.

(End of this chapter)