The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 138 Looking for Luo Qian
The brief loss of control in the carriage did not affect the entire journey. After the bus drove for a while, it finally arrived at the cemetery.

Through the windshield, everyone saw that the dirt road in front of them had a large curve, passing directly by the corner of the dark cemetery and changing direction.

It was gloomy in the cemetery, and the sky was a little dark, but the skyline in the distance was slightly brighter. Although the field of vision was limited, it was still possible to see things easily.

Looking from a distance, there is a feeling of dawn approaching.

Everyone knows that the sky here will never light up. If someone gets lost in it, they may subconsciously walk towards the end full of light, but the further they go in, the deeper they will fall.

"No ghost got on the bus at this stop, but it's time for us to get off. Mr. Liu will continue driving for Zhang Bohua later. We are going to find Luo Qian in this cemetery." Zhang Dong came to the driver's seat and stared intently. Said forward.

"I will drive this car the entire distance, return to Taiping Town, and then drive back here to pick you up." Mr. Liu nodded and said.

soon.

The bus entered the station, the door opened, and everyone got off.

As soon as they came down, everyone felt a constant gloomy wind. The wind was mixed with the strong stench of grave soil, blowing out from the cemetery continuously.

After watching Mr. Liu drive away on the bus, Zhang Dong turned around and stepped into the cemetery.

There was a soft feeling under my feet, which was far more realistic than the previous experience in the cemetery in the story world of human skin.

You must know that this is a real endless cemetery, and every ghost in every grave is real.

If you die here, you are really dead, and there is no way you can bring it back to life by modifying the story.

"Let's go, be careful when entering this cemetery."

Zhang Dong said in a solemn tone, walking first in the team.

Looking around, the weak light in the morning light made the old tombs in the cemetery seem unreal and blurry, causing the vision to be in a trance.

A thin mist lingered around the tomb, as if it was deliberately concealing some danger.

Old graves, large and small, are eye-catching. Some old graves still have broken tombstones standing in front of them, and some even have tributes, burned incense, etc.

Although they just stayed there quietly and looked ordinary, the slightly thin fog made them exude a sense of horror.

"It's such a scary place. It's unimaginable. Without that bus, there would be almost no possibility of escape for those who are lost here." Chen Zhijiang narrowed his eyes and said in a solemn tone.

Everyone had just walked a few dozen meters into the cemetery. Looking back, the dirt road was no longer visible and was replaced by more old graves.

"So Luo Qian may have escaped from the grave now, but he just can't find a way to leave."

Zhang Dong said, recalling that time in the ancestral hall, the soul of the dead from ancient times used Future Luo Qian's ability to open the entrance to this cemetery, and then buried him in a certain grave.

Therefore, Luo Qian's future is very certain, that is, he must control this cemetery.

If nothing else, you can do it today.

Zhang Dong was thinking, holding the rudimentary coffin nail in his hand and looking at it.

A way to enhance Luo Qian's strength came up in his mind.

"Zhang Bohua, what did you find?"

Li Qingzhi asked, holding up the hatchet.

He had just tried to use the ability of the ghost detection medium to search the ground, trying to find the footprints Luo Qian had walked. As a result, the supernatural interference was so serious that the ghost felt like it was buried just by being close to the ground.

What's more, this cemetery is infinitely large, and trying to detect Luo Qian's footprints by chance is like finding a needle in a haystack.

"The supernatural interference is a bit serious. Each grave is like a black spot in my field of vision, blocking my detection. And the number of these graves is infinite, which almost completely blocks my ghost brain." Zhang Bohua shook his head and said.

He didn't dare to delve too deeply into the secrets of these tombs, as he would most likely be swallowed up by the tomb soil and completely trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

"Let me try it on my shroud."

Chen Zhijiang said, pulling out a strange shroud from under the old gown.

Everyone has seen this shroud before. It was used to find the entrance to the dungeon in the bank. Its properties are also very powerful. Every time a footprint is passed, a new shroud will be split, and then it will continue to explore in other directions.

The footprints left by the split shroud can continue to split, which is an exponential split.

Given enough time, it could really fill up this graveyard.

As soon as the shroud fell to the ground, the fluttering clothes instantly filled up, as if an invisible person was wearing these clothes.

Everyone clearly saw that the trousers of the clothes left a footprint when they stepped on the grave soil, although there was no direct contact between the two.

"Go find the man half buried in the grave!" Chen Zhijiang said, commanding the clothes to escape control.

Under the gaze of everyone, the dress began to move forward step by step.But soon, something unexpected happened.

It seemed that the cemetery was rejecting this supernatural force, or that the shroud triggered some kind of pattern, causing the dress to sink in part with every step it took. It walked slower and slower, and even the split footprints quickly sank in. Among the thick grave soil.

Not for a while.

The body of the shroud was almost submerged into the grave soil, and the surrounding grave soil spread towards it in an incomprehensible way, gathering together to form a small old grave.

"It's a pity about the clothes."

Chen Zhijiang sighed.

Zhang Dong's brows furrowed deeply, and the situation seemed to be developing in a bad direction.

"Try a dirt track."

After pondering for a while, he decided to try this supernatural power.

The supernatural power of this path is certainly powerful, but in order to open a passage, at least one thing must be met: the target's position will always remain the same.

However, this is an endless cemetery, a supernatural place. Different from reality, the old graves here are of different shapes and colors, and their positions are likely to change continuously. It is difficult to locate the exact grave or Luo Qian. s position.

But now I can only bite the bullet and try.

Zhang Dong frowned, trying to control the supernatural appearance of the muddy path. An illusory loess road began to be established in everyone's field of vision. The loess road was wet, and the sky was replaced by a rainy day. It looked like it was going to rain, and the air was very Moisture.

This muddy path is constantly trying to connect to Luo Qian's position at the other end. The road gradually extends forward, but every time it appears for one meter, a part of it will disappear, then reappear, and disappear again, as if it is being wiped away continuously.

This is because the interference in the cemetery is too serious and the target location is unclear. If Zhang Dong could not use this path power without restriction, it would have been interrupted long ago.

But even so, the construction speed of this road is still very slow, and it gradually spreads almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, constantly confronting the cemetery.

Zhang Dong's face was cold, and he continued to use supernatural powers to strengthen the formation of this road.

"Hold on, it's almost over."

Zhang Bohua also has this road in his vision, and he is also trying his best to use the ghost brain's supernatural power to find out what is at the end of the road.

at last.

A few minutes later, the muddy path was completely built, but the surface of the path was no longer muddy. Instead, it was covered with a thick layer of smelly grave soil, and many strange graves appeared on both sides of the road.

Apparently, while the path was being built, the road was also severely eroded by the cemetery.

"Did you see it?" Zhang Dong said solemnly.

Zhang Bohua squinted his eyes slightly, and a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. It took him a minute to see clearly a figure appearing at the end of the path.

This person is Luo Qian, who was severely eroded by the grave soil.

Standing at the end of the road, he seemed to be aware of the prying eyes of the people. His cheeks covered with grave soil suddenly turned around, and his penetrating eyes stared at Zhang Bohua. Zhang Bohua was shuddered by this gaze, and he felt like he was a ghost. Looking at the cold feeling.

He was very sure that Luo Qian was now close to the edge of the ghost's resurrection.

Moreover, he and others discovered his location, and he also discovered everyone.

"All right!"

Zhang Bohua shouted.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dong immediately interrupted Xiaolu's supernatural powers and looked at him seriously.

"I already know where Luo Qian is, but he is in a very bad state now. He has been completely buried in this cemetery. His consciousness has been almost wiped out, and he will soon turn into a ghost completely."

Zhang Bohua said breathlessly. He had used too many supernatural powers under the pressure of the cemetery just now, which caused him to be in a trance.

"Then we have to find him as soon as possible." Zhang Dong said solemnly.

"Brother, it's no need. I think Luo Qian has already targeted us first." Li Qingzhi said with an indifferent expression, and tightened his grip on the hatchet in his hand.

Only then did everyone notice that there were more than a dozen graves of different sizes appearing around them, with mottled tombstones standing in front of the graves.

The tombstone is also engraved with a bunch of unintelligible jumbled words.

The grave soil on the ground also began to squirm restlessly, and the arms of the dead stretched out like corpses waking up, trying to escape the suppression of the grave soil.

All signs indicate that Luo Qian now regards everyone as his enemies.

　I wish you all a happy weekend, there is only one chapter today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)