After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 15: Suppressing the Horror-Level Ghost

"Pfft."

Zhang Gui opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of black smoke that enveloped Mo Lin and blocked his vision.

He took the opportunity to escape.

He is too weak now and is no match for Mo Lin. The only way to survive is to run.

Just as Zhang Gui's figure escaped more than two meters away, a chain followed closely from behind.

Zhang Gui was startled and turned backwards, trying to avoid the chain's pursuit.

But this chain was like a leech attached to his bones, chasing Zhang Gui relentlessly.

"Go away"

Zhang Gui roared angrily and slapped the chain with his hand.

The moment his hand touched the chain, it spun along his arm and wrapped around his entire body.

Zhang Gui suddenly lost the ability to resist and fell straight to the ground.

Mo Lin was very satisfied as he looked at Zhang Gui lying on the ground, unable to resist.

The ghost skill soul chain is very useful and is good for catching ghosts.

"Mo Lin, don't be so arrogant... This is the world of the living. My ghost domain is the only one in power. There is no place for you Ye Su here."

Maybe he thought that Mo Lin's soul would be scattered, so Zhang Gui panicked and uttered harsh words.

Even though he couldn't beat Mo Lin, at least he could satisfy his desire to talk nonsense.

Mo Lin did not intend to kill Zhang Gui, he still had many things to ask.

Mo Lin placed his right hand on Zhang Gui's forehead to suppress him.

Mo Lin had no intention of giving this ghost to Xianyun.

This ghost is too ferocious and bloodthirsty by nature. Xianyun simply cannot control a ghost with such strong viciousness.

"Congratulations on obtaining the Ghost Skill: Black Mist."

There is an extra line of words on the third page of the ghost-suppressing book.

"Name: Zhang Wuzhi

Level: Horror
Skill: Black Mist
Hell money output: 40 yuan (per day)

Another ghost was successfully suppressed.

Mo Lin had an additional source of income.

"So you suppressed the ghost just like that?"

"Did this person take away Dragon Fire's ghost?"

"When did such a ruthless person appear in Yunchuan?"

The terrifying ghost was suppressed just like that?
Wang Bing and others who were standing by were all shocked when they saw this scene.

This was a terrifying ghost, but Mo Lin suppressed it in just a few minutes.

This is too cruel.

It's so scary.

When Long Huo saw that his contracted ghost was suppressed by Mo Lin, he immediately became anxious, rushed forward, grabbed Mo Lin's hand and roared at Mo Lin.

"Give it back to me, it's my contracted ghost, give it back to me"

Longhuo’s current status is all thanks to this contracted ghost.

Now that he has lost his contracted ghost, he is nothing.

"I give this ghost back to you and ask you to kill someone? To murder someone?"

"I didn't kill anyone... I didn't..." Long Huo couldn't accept that his contracted ghost was taken away by someone else.

"This, this." Wang Bing stood there in a daze.

A fourth-level ghost controller is nothing without his contracted ghost.

The dragon fire now is no different from that of ordinary people.

At this moment, Wang Bing's understanding of Mo Lin was refreshed again.

Mo Lin is too strong. He can actually take away other people’s contracted ghosts. This method is too outrageous.

This method is amazing.

I have never heard of anyone being able to snatch someone else's contracted ghost away.

Long Huo is like a gangster, making trouble.

He wanted his own contracted ghost back.

But Merlin wouldn't give it to him.

After all, that contracted ghost has done all kinds of bad things in the world of the living. If the contracted ghost is returned to Long Huo, who knows how many more people will be killed.

He was a fourth-level ghost controller the moment before and turned into an ordinary person the next. No one present could even react.

"Send him to the Public Security Bureau. He has killed at least a dozen people, many of whom are children." Mo Lin instructed Wang Bing.

"what"

Wang Bing reacted quickly, "What? This guy actually killed someone?" Wang Bing glared at Long Huo fiercely, then arranged for someone to tie Long Huo up and send him to the Public Security Management Office.

This is what Dragon Fire deserves.

At this moment, everyone in the Wang family looked at Mo Lin as if he were a monster.

Wang Bing stepped forward and slapped Yang Xu on the back of the head and scolded him, "Idiot, where is the ghost messenger?"

Yang Xu pointed in the direction of the house and hesitated.

"Brother Mo is my friend, he is a good man," Wang Bing reminded everyone in a loud voice.

The few people who were in shock just now suddenly came to their senses.

"Don't stand there like an idiot. Please come in, our distinguished guest." Wang Bing's father, Wang Haibei, invited Mo Lin into the house.

Mo Lin followed Wang Bing and slowly walked into the Wang family's living room.

A wooden cage covered with black cloth was placed on the coffee table in the living room.

Wang Bing walked forward, picked up the wooden cage and handed it to Mo Lin.

"Brother Mo, this is what you wanted."

Mo Lin opened the wooden cage and saw a pitch-black little man with his limbs pierced by thin red ropes, hanging in the center.

The moment he saw the little black man, Mo Lin realized that this evil messenger was not his senior.

The little black man, who had not responded at all, seemed to sense something and slowly raised his head.

"My Lord...be careful"

He was so weak that he could hardly make a sound.

Molin tried to open the wooden cage.

"Crackling."

A crisp sound was heard, as if electricity met water, making a sound accompanied by the color of lightning.

Mo Lin's hands were shaken so hard that he had to let go of the cage.

Only Mo Lin had this reaction.

Looking at Wang Bing standing aside, this phenomenon did not occur when he touched the cage before.

Mo Lin frowned slightly, used his ghost energy to cover his arms, and then shook the cage again.

This time the cage's reaction was even greater.

Some strange patterns carved on the wooden cage suddenly seemed to be activated, emitting golden light.

Then a red silk thread on the cage rushed towards Mo Lin and quickly wrapped around Mo Lin's body.

Mo Lin drew out the crystal blue sword from his waist and cut the red thread with one sword.

Then he cut the cage open with his sword again.

The wooden cage suddenly broke into pieces, and the debris scattered on the ground.

After doing these actions, Mo Lin put away the crystal blue sword.

Although he had no expression on his face, Wang Bing was filled with surprise like a huge wave.

Just relying on an unknown cage, Mo Lin was forced to use his genitals.

It can be seen that the person who captured the Yin Cha must be very powerful.

Mo Lin destroyed the cage, and the person who set up the restriction must have noticed it.

Mo Lin placed his palm on the ghost catcher's body and infused him with ghost energy.

The ghost was badly injured, as if he had been hollowed out, with only a shell left.

Mo Lin's ghost energy can only ensure that the ghost will not dissipate within a short period of time.

To completely cure this ghost messenger, at least 20,000 ghost money will be needed.

It's embarrassing, Molin has no money now.
"Do you have money? Lend me some paper money for the dead." Mo Lin slowly asked Wang Bing who was standing beside him.

"A little, but not much."

Wang Bing had previously spent 20,000 ghost money to buy a ghost messenger at the Jin Ancestral Hall, which had almost emptied his family's savings, so he did not have much ghost money left.

"Brother Mo, I can raise 10,000 ghost money for you. Is that okay with you?"

"can."

Although ten thousand ghost money is not enough to completely heal the ghost's injuries, it can at least bring him back to life.

Wang Bing left to collect paper money for the dead. About thirty minutes later, he came back with a small bag.

This small bag is filled with ghost money, in both large and small denominations, totaling more than 9,000 ghost money.

Wang Bing has tried his best to raise money, and in order to raise the money, he has mobilized all his connections.

Mo Lin opened the bag and waved his hand. The paper money disappeared quickly as if it was burned, and was replaced by a ball of gas.

Mo Lin gathered the dark energy into the ghost's body to fill it.

The ghost's body starts out as the size of a palm and then gradually grows larger.

Restored to adult size.

(End of this chapter)