The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 150
Following the supernatural experience on the muddy path, Zhang Dong obtained the power of range restart in Wang's house. This power ensured that he was no longer afraid of time blockade.

At the same time, it also has the means to reverse everything.

At this moment, the open space in front of the Taiping Inn was crowded with people. Liu San, the owner of the paper figurine shop, was killed because of the God-killing Cult's raid, but the other party ran very fast, leaving almost no clues.

After Zhang Dong thought about it, he decided to use the power of restart to push the time in this area back to San 10 minutes ago, which might save Liu San's life.

His ability is different from Ghost Eye's eight-level ghost realm. Instead, he can actively select targets to restart. People or things in an area can be actively selected by Zhang Dong to enter the restart state.

Now he targets Liu San's body, Li Qingzhi, and Mr. Liu in the house.

As for trying to bring the God-killing Cult people back here through a reboot and then kill them, it is impossible, because they have already escaped the scope of the reboot.

So restarting is just to save our own people.

soon.

As the hands moved, everything in the field of vision was reversed, time was flowing backwards, and the light was affected, but everyone's consciousness was not lost and was preserved by Zhang Dong.

After a second.

Everything around him didn't seem to have changed much, but Mr. Liu's position had moved from inside the house to outside, and his injuries had recovered as before.

Li Qingzhi seemed unable to be affected by this level of restart, so he still looked scarred.

What's important is that Liu San, who had been dead for almost half an hour, stood up again. He looked around indifferently, as if he hadn't realized what had happened.

Everyone looked shocked after seeing this situation, not because of Liu San's rebirth, but because of Zhang Dong's ability.

This person exceeded their knowledge time and time again. He could actually reverse time and grew up again in just a few days.

Especially Wang Haiyi and his wife, they were even more shocked when they looked at Zhang Dong, and they couldn't help but have a sense of trust in his abilities.

Zhang Dong didn't take it seriously and just stared at Liu San warily. A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart and quickly amplified it.

Because Liu San was restarted this time and returned directly to the time when he was not attacked, theoretically it should be completely safe, but Zhang Dong always felt that the supernatural attack would also be restarted, but it was not the time to appear yet.

"Why are there so many people suddenly? Why are you all looking at me like this?" Liu San looked surprised.

But his eyes quickly widened, his face became frightened, and the surprise quickly turned into panic.

Because in his field of vision, a terrifying dead soul suddenly appeared and rushed towards him.

"It's broken! The supernatural force that attacked him has not disappeared!" Zhang Bohua was the first to detect the abnormality and shouted immediately.

Luo Qian realized that the supernatural being that attacked Liu San had also been reactivated. He immediately activated the supernatural being in the grave soil and built an old tomb exuding a foul smell to block Liu San.

But this dead soul seemed to be a conscious attack and could not be seen by others. It easily bypassed the grave soil, passed through it and rushed into Liu San's body.

His paper-man-like body suddenly stiffened, and he fell straight down in front of everyone's eyes. His whole body began to rot, and the spots on his body spread like ink dripping into clear water, and the breath of the living person quickly dissipated.

Apparently, Zhang Dong's range restart failed to stop this supernatural attack.

Even though time has been reversed, Liu San's future is destined to be unable to escape this disaster. The supernatural level of the God-killing Cult exceeds the power of restarting, so it is just a re-enactment of his death process.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Bohua immediately rushed to his side, took out an acupuncture needle to help him block some of the supernatural powers, and at the same time took out a pack of Chinese medicine and fed it to him, which slowed down his death.

"What did you see?" Zhang Bohua said nervously, holding his hand.

Chinese medicine can only slow down his death, but cannot completely block the supernatural power, so he must ask for key information while he is awake.

Liu San's almost rotten mouth said hesitantly: "Behind the corpse, there is a castle, and there is a stone sword on the roof of the castle."

As soon as he finished saying this, his face was completely festered, his throat and mouth turned into a ball of rot, and he could no longer make a sound.

He died again.

Even Chinese medicine could not make him stay for a while. This attack on his consciousness directly affected his body. Chinese medicine could reduce the erosion of his body, but it could not prevent the disappearance of his consciousness.

Everyone's hearts tightened and they all lowered their heads. The air became solemn. No one made a sound, as if solemnity was the only thing allowed to exist at this moment.

Zhang Bohua gently placed the rotting corpse on the ground and slowly stood up.

After the corpse's skin rotted, a scarlet corpse stained with coagulated blood was exposed.

Zhang Dong's eyes were downcast as he looked at the corpse and recalled that when he first came to Taiping Town, he learned a lot of information through Liu San, and the tunic suit he was wearing was a gift from him.

He may not be the most powerful person in Taiping Town, but he is definitely the one who wants Taiping Town to prosper the most.

"What a pity." Luo Qian took a step forward and said.

Zhang Dong said: "Bring his relics to He Liansheng, there may be a chance to summon his soul in the future."

"Let's wait until we successfully kill the God-killing Cult. Then let him see what Taiping Town looks like."

Afterwards, Zhang Dong quickly thought about Liu San's words.

There is a castle behind the supernatural force that just attacked him, and there is a stone sword on the top of the castle.

It should be the headquarters of the God-killing Cult.

The features are obvious, the location won't change, and dirt trails should open up smoothly.

"Everyone, please disperse!" Chen Zhijiang shouted, dispersed the other residents, and immediately looked at Zhang Dong, "Whenever the fight starts, call me, this bad old man."

"And me." Zhou Sheng'an also said seriously.

"There are fewer and fewer old bones in Taiping Town. You are all dead, but no one will care about them anymore." Luo Wensong said with a slight movement in his eyes.

"We have already thought about it. These young people have their own path. How they go is their business. I can't control them forever." Chen Zhijiang said uncharacteristically.

"We have all set up memorial tablets in the ancestral hall. Maybe we will have the opportunity to see the peaceful and prosperous times in the future."

"It's like an old man. It doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep in this coffin." Zhou Sheng'an said, "After sleeping for decades, I should have completely laid down long ago. I am very satisfied with being able to kill Huang Quan, so when fighting against foreign forces, I must call me an old man. I want to see which blind guy dares to touch our country’s territory.”

Not only them, but more and more residents of Taiping Town did not leave. They came over again and insisted on signing up to join Zhang Dong's team.

"Brother Dong, please let me join. We can't let those foreign devils from abroad ruin our country!" "Yes, although we are a little afraid of contact with ghosts, we are never timid when fighting with others!"

"I know our strength is not high, but with so many of us, a team of more than a dozen people may not be able to fight to the death of each other."

Perhaps it was Liu San's death that aroused dissatisfaction in their hearts, or perhaps foreign forces touched the national plot in their hearts. The residents of Taiping Town, who were usually timid, were all very determined at this moment, even if they exchanged one life for another, You have to fight for this.

Upon seeing this, Luo Wensong and Luo Qian retreated to the left and right sides of Zhang Dong, waiting for his words.

After Zhang Bohua silently fed Li Qingzhi a packet of Chinese medicine, he also helped him behind Zhang Dong, while he stood aside.

Although Li Qingzhi's burly body was scarred and his waist bent unconsciously, the ghost behind him was still full of oppression.

It's like a pure black background wall standing behind Zhang Dong.

"Brother." Li Qingzhi said with a weak voice but a very firm face, "I need a little time, and I will be able to return to my full glory soon."

Zhang Dong nodded, looked around, then looked at the people behind him, and finally focused on Wang Haiyi and his wife.

"what about you?"

Wang Haiyi was suddenly stunned by this question, and immediately realized that Zhang Dong was trying to determine everyone's attitude.

"It's our duty to do things like this."

His tone was obviously less firm than the others.

"In this case, we will gather all our strength from today on to establish Taiping Town as a new headquarters to jointly fight against foreign forces."

Zhang Dong's tone was calm and unhurried, and every word was full of majesty.

"In the next two days, we will inform everyone about the situation abroad and arrange everyone's tasks. Since this is a confrontation between supernatural beings, we cannot just rely on human tactics. We must give full play to everyone's strengths and know each other well. His strength cannot be underestimated."

"It's all up to Brother Dong!" said the ghost master.

"Yes, we can do whatever Brother Dong tells us to do."

"Kill those foreign sons of bitches!"

More and more people shouted, wishing they could fight with foreign ghost masters right now.

Chen Zhijiang also laughed happily when he saw this scene.

Regardless of the outcome of this war in the supernatural circle, it at least proves that the future of Taiping Town is no longer uncertain.

Subsequently.

Everyone quickly dispersed and went home to prepare themselves and adjust their supernatural state to face the confrontation in a few days.

The reason for waiting for two days was mainly to wait for the bus renovation to be completed and then for Meng Xiaodong to come back.

However, Zhang Dong did not intend to be idle during this period, and had a new plan in mind.

He turned around and greeted the key people back to the Taiping Inn.

Everyone sat at the round table in the hall on the first floor, as if they were discussing the ghost gathering and his party for the first time.

After everyone took their seats, Zhang Dong looked at Li Qingzhi and said:

"Block here."

Li Qingzhi understood in his heart, nodded, and raised the hatchet. As the blade cut through the air, the entire time of the Taiping Inn was cut off.

This place is isolated from reality, ordinary supernatural beings cannot be found at all, and naturally it is impossible for the God-killing Cult to detect the content of several people's conversations.

This also prevents them from using certain means to steal intelligence.

As the surrounding light dimmed, Zhang Dong finally spoke: "Everyone, the sneak attack of the God-Slaying Cult has proved that they are also worried about losing in a head-on confrontation with us, so they choose to defeat them one by one, so we should gather together now. Let’s work together to prevent what happened today.”

"But we cannot sit still and wait, otherwise we will lose the best opportunity when the other party is fully prepared."

Zhang Bohua's eyes moved slightly and he guessed his thoughts: "Are you also planning to take the initiative?"

Zhang Dong nodded: "I will go to the headquarters of the God-Slaying Cult alone, kill as many as I can, and try to reduce the opponent's number as much as possible. After all, we don't know any information about them, and there is no advantage in numbers."

"I've already entrusted someone with the information, but do you really not consider taking us together?" Luo Wensong's eyes moved slightly as he said, "We have a better chance of winning together."

"Yes, brother, give me another half day, and I will be able to fully recover." Li Qingzhi said, holding the hatchet tightly, for fear that Zhang Dong would not bring anyone else with him.

"You all stay here and watch over Taiping Town." Zhang Dong objected. "This time I went to their headquarters on my own initiative. None of them can threaten me. If I had some shortcomings before, But today this shortcoming has been made up for.”

He said looking at the weird dial on his wrist.

This supernatural power of restart gave him endless possibilities.

"But..." Chen Zhijiang said still unwilling to give up.

"Okay, brother of course has his reasons for doing this. We just need to be optimistic about Taiping Town and don't go and cause trouble for him." Zhang Bohua persuaded, "We also have a lot of things to prepare for."

At this moment, his trust in Zhang Dong is far greater than before. If Zhang Dong says that no one can threaten him, it means no one.

This was witnessed by everyone present.

"Okay." Luo Qian's dead face stained with grave soil relaxed slightly, "With me here, those people should no longer dare to enter casually, and if they dare to do what they did today, I will completely bury them in the endless cemetery. Go bury those evil spirits with you."

"So when are you going to go?"

Zhang Dong looked around at everyone, and then said solemnly: "Go now."

　I'm moving tomorrow, taking a day off, and will resume updating on Monday.

　　Today is two chapters combined into one

　　National war is coming
　　
　
(End of this chapter)