The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 159 The Fallen Cowboy

The frightened mother and daughter became even more desperate when they saw Li Qingzhi behind the black shadow.

As a ghost controller, Li Qingzhi's image is not much better.

But their desperate eyes suddenly flashed with light again, because they saw Li Qingzhi raise the hatchet, and without any hesitation, he struck straight at the thin figure in front of them.

No matter what they are, it is a good thing that they are fighting at this moment.

Li Qingzhi was furious and his face was particularly gloomy. He split the thin figure into two pieces without hesitation.

The sharpness of the hatchet was unparalleled, and it cut through the body of the codenamed Joker like tofu.

"Ah!~"

The piercing scream sounded, like a ghost wailing.

Then, the two halves of the black shadow flowed on the ground like melted candles, quickly squirming towards the other darkness.

"Want to run?"

Li Qingzhi said coldly. The ghost shadow spread and quickly blocked its path. At the same time, one side of his body left an escape route for the mother and daughter.

"Come on!"

The woman's expression changed and she was stunned for a moment. Li Qingzhi's voice obviously surprised her.

This thing is actually a person.

But she reacted very quickly and immediately picked up the little girl and ran out of the back room as hard as she could.

After the two successfully left, Li Qingzhi turned around and continued to deal with the clown.

However, when he just turned around, a thin black figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, with a tall round hat on his head.

He showed a scary smile, took off the round hat, and took out a small black square box with six weird smiling faces printed on the six sides.

When the weird smiling face opened his eyes, something terrible happened.

Li Qingzhi suddenly felt that the ghost was losing control, frantically trying to escape from his body, and seemed to be instinctively avoiding something more terrifying.

Not only the ghost shadow, but also his body was shaken, and corpse spots quickly appeared on his skin. Some kind of mortal supernatural being took away his life.

Fortunately, his consciousness remained on the hatchet, so when the supernatural force reached the hatchet, it was dismembered first.

"Damn things!"

Li Qingzhi raised the hatchet with his numb arm and struck straight at the clown.

However, before the hatchet could touch him, his body exploded first. Foul-smelling black shadows quickly splashed out, and Li Qingzhi's burly body was instantly splashed with a lot of them.

Some kind of terrifying supernatural power spread quickly, and the shadow began to penetrate into Li Qingzhi's body like a poisonous snake.

But when it touched the old shroud, it quickly retracted as if it had touched a soldering iron.

"You want to deal with me with this little trick?"

Li Qingzhi's face hardened, and he immediately used the power of restarting the ghost.

Since the assimilation of the shadow takes time, there is no time to interfere with the ability to restart the ghost.

After restarting itself.

His dead body came back to life, and the supernatural power of the shadow was gone.

Immediately.

After superimposition, the ghost shadow spread on the ground, and the place where the clown had just stood was detected, and it was blocked by the shadow. It was obvious that the clown's supernatural powers had also been superimposed, and the ghost shadow could not be completely stronger than the opponent.

Because the footprints are very unclear, the medium cannot be fully triggered, and only half of the figure can be seen.

A strange and thin figure emerged. Although it was only half of it, it was enough to be dismembered with a hatchet.

Without any hesitation.

Li Qingzhi swung his hatchet and cut the figure in half.

Suddenly.

The clown's penetrating wail echoed throughout the silent village.

He transformed into a shadow and blended into the darkness, using other shadows to quickly recover from his injuries.

But the power of time is stored in this knife. There is a time difference between the clown's dismembered spirits and they cannot be smoothly fused together.

"Fake! Cowboy, I'm injured, come and help me!" The clown used some means to quickly contact the cowboy on the other side of the village.

But at the moment.

The cowboy was staring lifelessly at Luo Wensong in front of him. Luo Wensong's dead face was also looking at him fiercely, and the supernatural power in his body reached its peak.

The Cowboys themselves are overwhelmed and have no energy to support the Joker.Whenever he wanted to leave, he would be blocked by many old wooden doors.

There are several fatal supernatural beings superimposed on these doors. If the cowboy's ghost domain hadn't been powerful enough, he would have been killed by the superimposed supernatural beings.

Luo Wensong's terrifying eyes stared at him. The decaying supernatural power had affected hundreds of square meters of yellow land. The earthy yellow ground was rapidly weathering, and patches of dark brown material spread rapidly, forming a tendency to surround the cowboy.

After gaining the enhancement of ghost painting ability, his door can already block most ghost realms.

Not only that.

Bottomless square pits appeared on the land, like wooden doors lying flat on the ground.

Mortal supernatural beings quickly piled up.

The cowboy looked particularly nervous. He had already known that the president of the Supernatural Society was a ruthless character, and now he felt even more oppressive in the face-to-face confrontation.

The noose in his hand began to swing faster, and the supernatural power that came with it even interfered with the light, and his vision was distorted. Old hemp ropes appeared on the wooden doors that appeared out of thin air, and the hemp ropes were tightly trapped. It seems to be preventing the wooden door from opening.

Once the door cannot be opened, you cannot trigger death by opening the door or death by closing the door. You can only kill by knocking on the door.

"Luo Wensong, I may not be able to kill you. After I kill you, I can then kill the guy with the knife with my teammates."

The supernatural powers of the noose began to superimpose, and illusory cowboys appeared one after another. They also waved the noose in their hands and threw them at Luo Wensong.

"There's so much nonsense, kill me first and then talk!"

Luo Wensong's eyes narrowed and he immediately activated the ghost realm, but the rope's supernatural power was to block it, and his ghost realm immediately disappeared.

Immediately.

The supernatural power of death was also superimposed to the extreme, and intensive knocking on the door sounded, disturbing the figures of many cowboys.

The terrifying supernatural power erupted, and a large number of cowboys fell down, but at the same time, there were still many nooses restraining Luo Wensong.

His whole body seemed to be wrapped like a mummy, and his movements were completely restricted by circles of old hemp ropes.

However, he still had the supernatural power of decay. This supernatural power quickly acted on the hemp ropes. The hemp ropes derived from the supernatural powers quickly aged, broke, and turned into a piece of rotten matter.

But this speed is far less than the speed of the rope, and because the rope has the ability to block supernatural phenomena, Luo Wensong clearly felt that his wooden door was failing.

The deep pits on the ground quickly disappeared, and the number of wooden doors that appeared out of thin air also decreased.

At the same time, the cowboy also took out a rusty shotgun from behind. The gun was covered with rust and even had cracks in some places.

This gun is his trump card, and he needs to be careful every time he shoots it, because the bullets fired are made by evil ghosts.

Once the gun is fired, it must hit the target. If it hits, a ghost in the opponent's body will be taken away as ammunition. Otherwise, the ammunition will be obtained from the cowboy.

The noose now blocked Luo Wensong's movement, and there was no chance that the shot would miss.

This is a common trick used by cowboys and few can crack it.

Block the supernatural and action first, then aim and shoot.

After raising the gun and aiming.

Luo Wensong instantly smelled a bad premonition and realized that after being hit by this gun, the supernatural power in his body would definitely be out of balance.

I had to use my trump card.

Just as the cowboy took aim, a strange rag doll appeared in Luo Wensong's tied hands. With this scapegoat, he could avoid death.

Not only that.

A unique wooden door opened behind the cowboy at some point. This door was new and seemed to have been taken care of frequently.

After the door opens.

There was darkness inside, looking like a black hole. The darkness continued to spread outward, as if it was eroding everything around it.

A dead arm stretched out from the darkness, and its dry palm reached straight towards the cowboy's head. However, he had no idea about this and was still aiming intently before pulling the trigger.

"boom!"

After a strange gunshot, the bullet made from a ghost shot into Luo Wensong's chest.

Almost at the same time, the dead arm behind the door fell.

The cowboy's heart trembled, and he instantly smelled a terrifying supernatural force coming from behind. He quickly turned around and saw the arm with countless shadows superimposed on it falling in front of his eyes and hitting him directly on the forehead.

The supernatural force that would kill you if you knock on the door quickly took effect. The cowboy's eyes widened with an incredulous expression. The breath of the living person quickly disappeared, and his body fell straight down.

At the same time, the bullet from the shotgun also hit Luo Wensong's chest. The terrifying supernatural power spread, but he was not affected at all. However, a terrible bullet hole appeared in the chest of the scapegoat.

After the cowboy's death, the rope's supernatural powers ceased for an instant.

After Luo Wensong resumed his action, he stared at the cowboy's body and said in a cold tone:
"In my eyes, the forehead is also a door."

(End of this chapter)