The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 109
With the help of the ghost money, Zhang Dong successfully opened the entrance of the ghost market and led the ghost to the second floor of the bank.

Before everyone could react, they saw a ray of pale yellow light disappearing, and then a body like a mountain of flesh rushed past.

"But I'm here. I can leave now. I have already seen the passage." A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Bohua's mouth, and his eyes were staring ahead.

"I saw it too." Luo Wensong said, ready to make a move.

Although in Zhang Dong's eyes, they were staring at a cold wall, what they saw was a winding muddy path. They only needed to take one step forward to step on the passage left by the ghost. .

The passage it left overlapped with the winding path, allowing everyone to step in without getting lost.

"What should we do if we leave Chen Zhijiang? He seems to have been attacked by some kind of consciousness and is still unconscious." Li Jishan wanted to turn his head to check on Chen Zhijiang lying on the ground, but held back.

Once you turn around, you will enter a new path.

Because Li Qingzhi was being bribed, Zhang Dong could naturally seize control, but Chen Zhijiang was not. He was affected by some kind of supernatural power.

"It's better to let him lie in the coffin first, and then think of ways to save him later." Zhou Sheng'an gave a method.

"That's fine. The few of us should be enough to deal with Huang Quan." Luo Wensong said with his eyes moving.

"Then let's do it. The passage left by the collision ghost won't last long. We don't have time to think about it." Zhang Dong nodded and walked forward.

next moment.

A winding path also appeared in his field of vision. The road was very long and reached an invisible end.

The path was originally muddy, but now there was a layer of faint yellow light floating on it. After stepping on it, you could keep a few centimeters away from the ground.

"go!"

Following Zhang Dong's order, everyone stepped onto the improvised road at the same time and walked quickly towards the other end.

Li Qingzhi followed at the end, always alert to the danger behind.

Chen Zhijiang was also imprisoned in a red coffin by Zhou Sheng'an, and was temporarily out of danger.

There was a gloomy sky above the path, and it looked as if it was going to rain. A faint thunder could be heard, but no raindrops fell.

The air was filled with a faint aroma of earth, and the smell of yellow paper could still be vaguely discerned.

"After the ghost gathering, we have to make the supernatural bus quickly, otherwise it will be too inconvenient every time." Zhang Bohua followed Zhang Dong, always alert to the surrounding situation, "Now that the puzzle pieces have been put together, the collision ghost itself It is the main body of the bus, and the map embroidered on the combined server can be made into a station to restrict the fixed route of the bus driver."

"To suppress the ghosts in the car, I can use my withered hand with the ability to herd ghosts to make it into a steering wheel. It can not only control the direction, but also suppress the ghosts in the car at the same time."

"Supernatural bus? A good idea, but who will be the driver?" Luo Wensong came up and listened carefully, nodding slightly.

"Leave the driver's affairs to me."

Zhang Dong tilted his head back and said.

He couldn't turn his head back completely, otherwise he would see the path behind him and get lost here.

As for the bus driver, Mr. Qin was driving the bus in the original book. Now Mr. Qin has not been heard from, and he must be found as soon as possible.

Because he has the ability to talk to his future self, he can predict many potential supernatural events and drive the bus there as soon as possible to pick up the ghosts, thereby avoiding supernatural outbreaks.

But looking at the current supernatural world, we haven’t heard of any ghosts that have the ability to predict the future.

Even Zhang Bohua, who has seen countless ghosts, has never seen it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dong felt a little headache.

"Okay, cheer up and deal with the matter at hand first. Huang Quan is not that easy to deal with."

Everyone was speechless, and the pace became faster.

soon.

They saw a building exactly like the bank at the end of the path. The house was just a small dot at first, and then quickly expanded.

Huang Quan's black figure also appeared in front of the gate.

His nearly three-meter-tall body stood out, and an ominous aura could be felt from far away.

The ghost eyes on Huang Quan's forehead moved restlessly, and the scarlet eyes emitted a rich red light, which shone on everyone in the blink of an eye.

"Beware!"

Zhang Dong's expression changed and he shouted immediately.

This is the fifth-level ghost realm, which can send away some low-level supernatural beings.

Everyone's expressions froze, and they immediately used their supernatural powers to fight.

Luo Wensong's eyes narrowed, and an old wooden door appeared in front of him. The door was locked tightly, blocking all the red light.

Any supernatural effect on this door will be completely blocked. However, if the supernatural effect is too strong, the door lock will loosen. Once the loosening is too severe, the door will open, and Luo Wensong behind the door will be affected by the fatal supernatural effect.

Fortunately, Ghost Eye's fifth-level ghost realm can't do anything about this door.

Zhou Sheng'an's method was similar but he hid in a red coffin, completely immune to the influence of any supernatural power.

"This trick is nothing to fear."

Liu Jishan's expression changed, and he stood there with Zhang Dong, resisting forcefully.

Li Qingzhi also did this.

As for Zhang Bohua, he easily hid using his mental ability.

A tentative attack was resolved by everyone. Huang Quan in the distance thought about something after seeing it, turned around and opened the door to go in.

"Want to run?"

Seeing this, Luo Wensong's face became solemn, and he raised his right hand and raised it lightly towards the door.

The old door slammed shut, making a violent sound as it hit the door frame.

There was some kind of fatal supernatural power in the closing door, which directly affected Huang Quan at the side.

Huang Quan's figure trembled slightly, but that was all, and he regained his figure as soon as he moved his steps.

But this gave everyone time, and they rushed to the building almost in the blink of an eye.

There was only a dozen meters between the two sides.

Huang Quan's expression was a little dull, and he turned slightly to look at everyone again.

He raised his charcoal-colored arm and stretched out his palm, as if he was going to hand something to everyone.

But the next moment.

A hideous wound suddenly appeared on the forearm of his hand, and black blood instantly poured out along the wound.

The arm fell to the ground weakly, and the palm of the hand could not be opened.

Not just on the arms.

There was also a fatal wound on his head from top to bottom. This wound straightly divided his body into two halves, and even the scarlet ghost eyes were neatly dismembered.

A thick shadow slowly rose from behind him, forming a tall and burly silhouette.

Li Qingzhi stood up with a gloomy face, the hatchet in his hand still stained with thick blood.

He was hiding in the shadows of everyone, and quietly touched Huang Quan's back and gave him the knife. "Well done." Zhang Bohua said excitedly, and then his face became serious again.

Because he saw scarlet ghost eyes growing on several of Huang Quan's stumps one after another. The ghost eyes turned restlessly, emitting a rich red light, covering several parts of the body.

next second.

Huang Quan once again stood on the spot intact, turned his head and looked at Li Qingzhi, who was very close at hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Li Qingzhi is already very tall, but he is still dwarfed by his three-meter-tall body.

However, the former did not feel the slightest fear and raised the hatchet again to strike.

But this time.

Before the hatchet could fall, a rich red light that looked like blood spread quickly, encompassing the entire nearby area of ​​several hundred square meters.

"I can't move anymore." Li Jishan's eyes narrowed and he tried to control his body, but his body was as heavy as lead, and every move took a few seconds.

Not only him, Li Qingzhi's actions were also affected, but he quickly found a solution, entered an infinite restart state, and quickly resumed his actions.

But it was these few seconds of delay that gave Huang Quan a chance to breathe, stretched out his blackened arms, grabbed Li Qingzhi's neck, and lifted him up.

Some kind of terrible suppression formed, and Li Qingzhi's infinite restart fell silent. He was once again affected by the red light and became unable to move.

"The Sixth Level of Ghost Realm."

Zhang Dong's face darkened, he ignored the red light and stepped forward quickly, raising his right hand at the same time.

The erasure ability suddenly took effect, and Huang Quan was about to attack Li Qing when his figure suddenly became blurry and illusory.

He looked at his body in astonishment and found that his body quickly became transparent and then disappeared like white paper soaked in water.

The restless ghost eyes closed uncontrollably, and their number began to decrease rapidly.

Without the ability of the ghost eyes, the six-level ghost realm quickly dissipated, and everyone regained their freedom.

Zhang Dong did not stop erasing, and continued to wave his right hand.

After a few seconds.

The huge underworld disappeared completely, and even the last ghost eye was wiped out.

"He is not the real Huang Quan." Zhang Dong stopped and looked around seriously, "I'm afraid he is a clone created by Guiyan's ninth-level ghost realm."

The nine-level ghost realm of Ghost Eye can create a clone. This clone has all the power of the original body, but after all, it is a supernatural derivative and can be erased.

"Then where is his real body now? Is it possible that he is still hiding in this bank building?"

Zhou Sheng'an said coldly, looking up at the second bank.

"Let's just rush in and take a look." Luo Wensong's tone was murderous.

He came to the bank gate, put his hands on the old wooden door, and used some kind of mortal magic.

"Oh!"

After a loud noise, the wooden door opened instantly.

The mortal ghost spread into the house, seeming to have awakened some hidden terrifying things.

There was a roar of ghosts crying and wolves howling in the house, and the sound decreased rapidly. These things would not feel well after suffering a fatal supernatural event.

"Through my observations just now, I probably understand the more important information about this path." Zhang Bohua took a step forward, squatted down and gently touched the soil on the road with his old palms.

But when his hand touched the road, it went straight through it and submerged into the ground.

Everyone was a little shocked and gathered around to listen to his explanation.

"Our initial thinking was wrong. This road is just an illusion. No one can stand on it except Huangquan. Anyone who steps on it will fall into the space under the road. That space should be connected to the underground of the bank. A cell on the first floor.”

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly: "According to your opinion, if we step into this bank rashly, we will fall into the cell just like before?"

"Correct, because we have to walk in the passage left by the ghost to stay safe, but it did not enter the bank, so it is dangerous there." Zhang Bohua stood up and stroked his beard.

"If we can't block Huang Quan's escape route, we won't be able to imprison him." Li Jishan frowned deeply and looked at Zhang Bohua thoughtfully, "You are in a bad state. Do you need any medical treatment?" one time?"

Some kind of supernatural feeling in him sensed that Zhang Bohua's evil ghost was about to resurrect.

Zhang Bohua's eyes moved: "I used too much supernatural power just now, and I do need to relax it, but it doesn't matter for the time being."

"Take this packet of medicine. If you can't take it anymore, just take it. It can help you for a while. When you come back to my hospital, I will help you think of a solution." Li Jishan took out an oil paper package from his arms. Passed it to Zhang Bohua.

The latter accepted it without politeness. He felt a coldness lingering in his hand, but the medicine bag felt empty and there seemed to be nothing in it.

But he put it away anyway.

"Now let's focus on Huang Quan. That guy can leave at will by some means. We must find a countermeasure." Zhou Sheng'an said.

"As long as I can figure out what the supernatural force is that allowed him to escape, I can block him."

Luo Wensong glanced at him and said, "Huang Quan is an old acquaintance of yours, you should know that."

"Fart, the old man has been lying in the coffin for decades. Who knows what kind of things he has mastered?" Zhou Sheng'an said angrily.

"Okay, instead of arguing here, let's discuss how to get out now." Zhang Dong said sternly, "The passage left by the ghost is about to disappear, and then all of us will fall into the cell."

It seemed to confirm his words.

Everyone saw that the path under their feet, emitting a faint yellow light, seemed to be disappearing.

This is bad news. Once the passage left by the collision ghost disappears, everyone will fall uncontrollably, and even Zhang Dong cannot avoid it.

This put them in a bit of a dilemma.

Go back, or use the little time to think of a solution?
Although this place is far away from the ghost collection, it would take a long time to return on foot without the help of the ghost domain, and it would be too late at all.

But the rickshaw and spiritual ability in Zhang Bohua's hands are enough.

However, doing so would mean that all the effort in chasing Huang Quan just now was in vain.

Everything is back to where it started.

on the contrary.

If you can't find the right way, you won't be able to take a step forward at all.

"Do you want to go back?" Zhang Bohua's eyes moved slightly, his head turned, and he looked in a certain direction.

An old rickshaw parked there at some point.

"We can't go back. We've already come this far. If we go back, wouldn't we have to do it all over again?" Luo Wensong was the first to object.

"Then you should think of a way." Zhou Sheng'an said coldly, "If you don't leave now, will you be imprisoned in a prison in the underworld later?"

At this time, Li Qingzhi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke:

"Brother, why don't we go into the cell and take a look. Maybe we will find something. Anyway, nothing can stop us now."

He gripped the hatchet tightly and spoke in a very cold tone, apparently having recovered from the state of being bribed with ghost money.

(End of this chapter)