The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 101 The spreading path

After formulating a response plan, Chen Zhijiang and other elderly people came outside the inn to persuade everyone to stay in the ghost painting temporarily and come back when the matter was over.

This decision aroused dissatisfaction among some people. They believed that hiding in the face of disaster was tantamount to being like a rat, so they ignored the dissuasion of the older generation and refused to enter the ghost painting.

"I want to see Zhang Dong!" A certain ghost controller shouted loudly, "He never told us to withdraw before. I promised him not to take the initiative to enter the ghost market, which was considered polite, but now he wants us to hide. In the painting, after this spreads out, how will we in Taiping Town raise our heads in front of others in the future?"

"That's right, you always talk about Zhang Dongqiang, and we are not vegetarians! We will not be able to fight with Huang Quan!"

The other ghost masters surrounding him echoed, pushing away Chen Zhijiang who was trying to persuade him, and walked towards the inn.

"A few guys who don't know the heights of heaven and earth"

Wang Hui, who had lost his arm, was hiding in the crowd and observing. He only felt funny when he saw this ghost controller being arrogant.

He personally experienced the horror of Zhang Dong and lost an arm as a result.However, he didn't have any objection and obeyed the arrangement very wisely and chose to enter the ghost painting.

These arrogant ghost masters didn't think so, and they still squeezed through the crowd and arrived in front of the inn.

Just as the leading man was about to push the door open, the door opened first, and a rusty coffin nail suddenly flew out and stuck between his eyebrows, nailing him directly to the ground, motionless like a dead dog.

The others were startled and froze for a few seconds before realizing that Zhang Dong was angry. They had a bad feeling in their hearts and immediately turned around and ran away.

After a few seconds.

Zhang Dong and others walked out of the house.

With an extremely serious look on his face, he stepped on the body of the ghost master and scanned everyone below with his cold eyes.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now. If you don't want to die, just hide in the painting later. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. That road will soon spread here. If someone doesn't enter the painting, he will die. So don’t blame me."

He pointed to the body at his feet and then looked at the winding path in the distance.

Subsequently.

He took out the scroll that stored [-]% of the supernatural power of the ghost painting, directly stole its rules, and opened the passage to the world in the painting.

A light door about two meters high emerged and stood in front of the inn. The scene inside the light door was an unobstructed wasteland, with nothing else but yellow-brown soil.

Everyone looked at the door, their faces full of surprise, confusion and a bit of fear. They had no intention of entering. I wonder if they were worried that there was danger inside, or for other reasons.

"Let's go, it's too late if you don't go!"

When Chen Zhijiang saw this, he shouted angrily. Only then did someone react and walk carefully through the door.

When the others saw that he was in peace after entering and still saying hello to the outside, they also formed a group and entered the painting.

More and more people quickened their pace, and the crowd in front of the inn was rapidly decreasing. Soon nearly half of the people entered the ghost painting world.

At the other end of Taiping Town, the gloomy sky actually changed at this moment and began to move towards Taiping Inn.

The oppressive sky dispersed the scorching sun, and all the surrounding light dimmed instantly. The winding mud paths spread like poisonous snakes on the ground, replacing the original streets of Taiping Town in some incomprehensible way.

The buildings on both sides of the street have also undergone unexpected changes.

The buildings did not disappear, but they changed their appearance, as if they were renovated in an instant, from a very ordinary style to a purgatory style.

For example, the house in the paper shop looks like it is made of paper. Although it is a bit weird, it is not much different from real buildings unless you look closely.

But now the building of the paper doll shop can be completely distinguished as being folded out of old yellow paper. It is covered with various spells drawn in red paint and stained with a few inconspicuous bloody handprints, which makes it look particularly weird.

Even the skin of the two paper figures trying to attract wealth at the entrance of the store turned sallow, and their straight bodies became hunched over, like paper puppets, with two strange eyes still shedding crimson tears. .

the other side.

Chen Zhijiang's shroud shop should be regarded as the most exquisitely crafted building in Taiping Town. Due to the supernatural influence of the well water, he deliberately filled in the stone bricks of the house tightly to prevent the well water from getting out of control one day.

At this moment, under the influence of the spreading path, the house began to become riddled with holes. Gaps of various sizes appeared on the surface of the building, as if it had become a hornet's nest, and every gap was bubbling with contamination. The fishy stagnant water of colorful dyes.

However, the source of the water was not the well behind the shroud shop. The well had dried up at this time. The cause of the water spreading was a basin of freshly washed shrouds in the house.

Some incomprehensible force affected these shrouds, twisting off all the accumulated water attached to them, and dye mixed with various colors flowed towards the path.

There are many more phenomena like this in Taiping Town. Its appearance seems to have completely changed everything in Taiping Town, as if it has given these things an evil skin and taken over their original supernatural powers.

At this moment, the entire Taiping Town was a bit close to a ghost gathering.
"That road is coming soon." Zhang Bohua frowned and looked into the distance from the Taiping Inn, "It's going very fast, and it will spread to the inn in 10 minutes at most, and the emergence of this road will destroy the surrounding areas. Things have changed."

Zhang Dong felt a chill in his heart. He followed his line of sight and vaguely saw a dim scene.

"This kind of terrifying supernatural being can actually affect the entire Taiping Town." Chen Zhijiang squinted his eyes slightly, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

"No, I didn't feel too strong supernatural traces. What I can feel now all come from the original supernatural powers in Taiping Town. This shows that the muddy path does not actually contain supernatural powers, but it can contain some incomprehensible power. The way has completely affected Taiping Town." Zhang Bohua frowned deeply, his face very heavy.

Zhang Dong's expression changed, he looked at him and said, "It's time to stop playing riddles."

"To put it simply, that road did not influence Taiping Town with supernatural power, but fundamentally changed Taiping Town." Zhang Bohua frowned and pondered for a while, "You should be able to understand that, we are familiar with Taiping Town is located in the world of the living and belongs to the world of living people, but the road that can transform Taiping Town into the underworld belongs to the world of ghosts."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Can you change the properties of a thing without using supernatural power?"

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed, thinking secretly.

"It's very simple to explain it metaphorically. Suppose Taiping Town is 100, which is a positive number. Then under the influence of that path, it is equivalent to adding a negative sign to 100, making it -100. This does not essentially compete with the power of Taiping Town, but it completely turns Taiping Town upside down."

Thinking of this, Zhang Dong instantly felt that things were getting more difficult.

With this ability, Huang Quan does not need to do anything but let the muddy paths spread throughout Taiping Town, and everything in the town will become his puppet.

"I'm afraid that this ability allows Huang Quan to turn enemies into friends. Everything in Taiping Town will be ruled by him, and everyone will be under his command."

Zhang Dong said with a heavy tone.

"And this ability ignores supernatural power. No matter how strong our methods are, we can't avoid it."

"how come."

The first person who was not calm was Zhou Sheng'an. As an old acquaintance of Huang Quan, it was difficult to understand why Huang Quan could grow to this point after he had been sleeping for decades. "Absolutely impossible, this is simply not something that a supernatural being can do. Ignoring your supernatural power, it can change your position. To put it harshly, he can turn you into a living ghost and a puppet under his control. "Zhou Sheng'an's eyes were wandering and he looked extremely uneasy.

"But the situation is like this now. He can easily affect the entire Taiping Town, let alone any one of us. No one can avoid it." Zhang Bohua said in a heavy tone, and then looked at Zhang Dong, "Except him, of course."

"It's completely impossible to defeat him. He instigated his rebellion as soon as he met him, and his own supernatural power can't stop this influence." Chen Zhijiang covered his forehead with an anxious look on his face.

"It's impossible for him to use this power without restriction, right? Can't he hide first to avoid its sharp edges?" Liu Jishan, the owner of the medical center, also sighed.

"This kind of ability is not a supernatural power at all, so there is no risk of the ghost's resurrection. Besides, do you think people like Huang Quan are still worried about the ghost's resurrection?" Luo Wensong said coldly.

"Stop yelling!"

Seeing that the scene was getting more and more chaotic, Zhang Dong shouted angrily and immediately calmed the others.

"This ability is close to causal ability, or conceptual ability, and is obviously beyond the scope of ordinary ghosts."

"I'm afraid that like the regular ghost, they are both unique beings. They most likely come from the body of the Lord of Ghost Eyes in the original work, that is, the tall shadow that was crucified and was three meters high."

Zhang Dong's brain was thinking rapidly, he raised his hands and looked at it.

"This time the rules are so devilish that I ignore all rules. I wonder if I can still withstand it."

If you are instigated to rebel, the end of Taiping Town will come.
But if he is safe and sound, then his enemies will be all the ghost controllers in Huangquan and Taiping Town.

Including Li Qingzhi, Luo Wensong, Zhou Shengan and so on.

None of them are exempt from this ability to confuse right and wrong.
"Zhang Dong, do you have any good ideas?"

Chen Zhijiang asked softly, for fear of disturbing him.

"Currently, Huang Quan's ability to confuse right and wrong should be able to affect all ghost masters, and it may include me, but it's not certain yet. So the most appropriate way is for you to enter the ghost painting together with other people in Taiping Town. I'll go meet him myself first, and if I can block his supernatural powers, it won't be too late for you to appear again."

Zhang Dong frowned and came up with a solution that seemed somewhat possible.

"You go first by yourself." Luo Wensong murmured, "That's good, it will save us all from becoming your enemies."

"What if you are not immune to this ability to confuse right and wrong?" Li Jishan asked.

"Then there is no other way. If even people like him can't stop him, then Taiping Town is destined to die," Zhang Bohua said, stroking his beard.

At this time, Li Qingzhi walked forward holding a hatchet and said:

"Brother, I'm with you. I can enter the infinite restart state, so I should be able to withstand it."

"Aren't you confused enough? That kind of confusion has transcended the supernatural power. Your entire consciousness will become evil and become the underworld. This cannot be saved by restarting." Zhang Bohua glanced at he said.

"I'm even worried that ghost paintings will be turned upside down by this ability and turn into evil paintings completely." Zhang Dong frowned, and suddenly had a bad premonition, "If there is an abnormality in the nine-layer scroll of ghost paintings, what is locked inside So many evil ghosts will flock to Taiping Town together."

This will be a disaster.

"I originally thought that I would be safe if I hid in the ghost painting, but now it seems that this ability can most likely affect the painting," Chen Zhijiang said in despair, "Is it possible that we really have to give up on Taiping Town?"

"You think too simply. Do you think you can still leave Taiping Town now? Ever since that muddy path started to spread, Taiping Town has been blocked. No one can escape without the help of the ghost domain." Zhang Bohua coldly.

However, the power of idealism and the supernatural power of the ghost can still be used, which can be regarded as the last means of retreat.

But it is impossible to use them unless absolutely necessary, especially the ghost ghosts. Once they are instigated and lose control of their ghost herding abilities, they will cause great harm to the people on their side.

at the same time.

When everyone gathered at the Taiping Inn to communicate.

The winding road has already twisted most of Taiping Town, and we still have only a few hundred meters left to reach here.

Everyone can already see the blackened part of the building in their sight.

It has a depressed and dilapidated atmosphere, like a town of death, and everything in sight exudes an ominous atmosphere.

It's like a scene from purgatory.

"Brother, if it doesn't work, I'll cut off the entire Taiping Inn's time later, so that it temporarily loses connection with reality. It should be immune to the impact." Li Qingzhi gave a seemingly feasible solution.

Zhang Dong frowned, and after thinking about it, he felt that this method should be feasible.

Li Qingzhi can cut off the time of an area and create a safe area.

But this area cannot be completely disconnected from reality, otherwise they will be trapped in the past forever.

Therefore, a time gap needs to be left for spontaneous calibration with reality. The longest period of this period is about one hour.

"Within one hour, I will block Huang Quan's ability to confuse right and wrong. Within this hour, all of you will stay at the Taiping Inn." Zhang Dong said solemnly.

"Is this possible? What if this ability can transcend the constraints of time?" Master Liu said.

If this still cannot avoid the impact of that road, then we are really at the end of our rope.

"Then there's absolutely nothing we can do." Zhang Dong's expression suddenly turned cold, "If all of you are incited to rebel, don't blame me for killing you."

Everyone's heart froze.

"Okay, you just stay at the Taiping Inn, and I'll go to meet Huangquan first. If I'm incited to rebel, you can find a way to hold on until the ghost gathering is over before leaving!"

Zhang Dong walked out of the inn and came to the last pure land that had not been affected by the winding path.

Li Qingzhi nodded at him, his expression condensed, he held the ghost painting in his left hand, raised the hatchet in his right hand and struck it into the air.

Immediately.

The entire Taiping Inn and everyone disappeared, entering a time that was slower than reality. In fact, the location did not change.

Zhang Dong took a deep breath and turned around to face the vicissitudes of Taiping Town.

Until this moment, the muddy path finally spread to his feet, and the surroundings suddenly changed, turning into a dead silence, a terrifying scene, and even the color of his tunic jacket faded away.
　I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and thank Guying Painter for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)