The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 168 Ghost Train
With one against two, Luo Qian withstood the attacks of Pastor and Lejia on his home court.

Not only did he resist Zhang Dong's arrival, but he also seriously injured the priest. When Lejia discovered that consciousness attacks could not affect Luo Qianhou, he immediately had the idea of ​​​​retreating.

Facing the attack from the graveyard, they could only rely on the ghost realm to dodge constantly, but they still refused to withdraw from the graveyard, as if they were waiting for something to appear.

now.

The old bus stopped in front of Luo Qian, and Zhang Dong and Zhang Bohua strode off.

"Brother, the guy named Priest was severely injured and was unable to use his supernatural power for a short time. The Le family's supernatural power caused serious interference in the cemetery and was ineffective against me." Luo Qian walked over with a cold expression.

"Good job." Zhang Dong nodded.

In the cemetery, there are very few people who can beat Luo Qian at this level, not to mention that he doesn't need to kill the opponent, he just needs to save his life.

This happens to be what Luo Qian is best at.

"They refused to evacuate the cemetery. They were probably waiting for that ghost train." Zhang Bohua said with squinted eyes, noticing that there were many special supernatural traces scattered in the cemetery.

Luo Qian said: "I previously buried more than thirty ghost controllers of the God-Slaying Sect in the cemetery. They did not go to participate in the struggle elsewhere in reality, but instead went deep into my cemetery. What should be the reason for them. "

"They are giving directions to the train." Zhang Dong smelled a dangerous atmosphere.

Combined with the previous conjecture, the ghost train is probably driverless, so some method is needed to make it drive to the location expected by the God-Slaying Cult.

The cemetery should be a starting point or a transit place.

This also just explains why members of the priest and Lejia levels have to confront Luo Qian in the cemetery, because the car will appear from here.

"Pay attention to the whereabouts of that car. I'm going to kill them now. If the ghost train appears, let me know in time." Zhang Dong's expression condensed, and he urged the muddy path to emerge, and then stepped on it.

at the same time.

The priest and Le Jia used some means to avoid the perception of the grave soil, but they were still hiding in a corner of the cemetery, resting and watching their surroundings.

"When the ghost train appears later, you can be the guide. My condition is too bad and I can't show up anymore." The priest looked extremely embarrassed and said in a low voice.

He had a hunch that if he was exposed to Luo Qian's sight again, Luo Qian would smash the entire cemetery over again, but he no longer had the ability to catch the second attack.

So the best way at the moment is to hide and wait for the ghost train to appear. This car was found with the efforts of the God-Slaying Cult. It is suspected to be made by the top ghost controllers of the previous era.

Although he doesn't know what the specific ability is, what the pastor knows is that wherever the train passes, all life will be destroyed, and even evil spirits will not escape.

Everything will be wiped out.

This is exactly the plan of the God-killing Cult, to use this train to stir up chaos in the country, so that the people in Taiping Town are overwhelmed and unable to take care of the invasion of the God-Killing Cult.

In fact, in the previous plan, the pastor did not plan to use this train. Using it would be very costly and could easily get out of control.

But during the last confrontation at the headquarters of the Supernatural Society, he discovered that a terrifying figure had appeared in Taiping Town.

The method that he was proud of could not harm the other party. This was not found in the previous information.

What's more important is that their best information-detecting psychics can't detect that person's information, as if he doesn't exist at all.

It wasn't until the confrontation fizzled that the pastor learned that this man's name was Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong was an existence he never wanted to face again.

Le Jia said slightly worriedly: "What if the car doesn't show up?"

"Impossible!" the priest said sternly, "Our intelligence is very clear. It will definitely pass through this cemetery today, but the time is uncertain."

"But we can't delay it for too long. Luo Qian has probably called for support by now, and others can't stop Zhang Dong for too long," Le Jia said.

"A bunch of trash!" the priest said fiercely, "The cowboy and the clown couldn't kill Luo Wensong and the guy with the knife. Luo Wensong's information has already been figured out by us, and they were able to be delayed for so long. Even the Curse Had to go over and help.”

According to the plan, the clown's supernatural powers combined with the cowboys should be able to easily kill Luo Wensong, because the God-killing Cult didn't take Li Qingzhi seriously at all.

During the last sneak attack on the Taiping Inn, Li Qingzhi's supernatural power had already been discovered, but he still couldn't successfully capture it.

Not only them.

The little girl's support allowed her to be buried by Luo Qian without any chance to react. Even the executioner's conscious attack was blocked by the guy dragging the coffin.Otherwise, if Luo Qian is killed, today's plan will be much smoother. Even if Zhang Dong comes to support him, he will be unable to make a difference as long as the ghost train appears.

But now the situation has taken a turn for the worse, and even the pastor and the musician have suffered varying degrees of damage.

"It's almost time. We just need to hide, no one can find us." The pastor said with a gloomy face, clutching the Bible in his hand tightly. The scar on his right hand was still obvious and could not be recovered in a short time.

suddenly.

While the two were talking.

A vague winding path that appeared from nowhere spread behind them, and the figure of Zhang Dong on the path quickly approached.

"Damn!"

The priest shouted, a look of horror on his face.

"Stop him!"

Yue Jia was also shocked by the sudden appearance of the path. An old piano immediately appeared and was set up on the path.

He quickly sat down, and his two invisible hands began to play weird music. Without any hesitation, he directly activated his supernatural power to the highest level.

In previous confrontations, his music could have blocked this path.

This is his confidence.

The same is true.

After the strange piano sound sounded, part of this winding path disappeared as if it had been wiped away. Many potholes and gaps appeared on the path, the road surface began to become uneven, and there were even several wrong forks.

Just wait a few more seconds and the road will disappear completely.

But Zhang Dong's expression on the other side of the road suddenly hardened, and he shouted sternly: "Luo Qian, pave the way for me!"

Luo Qian in the cemetery heard the call, his wrinkled eyes relaxed slightly, and he raised his right hand to activate the supernatural power of the grave soil.

I saw a large amount of grave soil emerging from the path that was about to disappear. The grave soil seemed to be alive and squirming spontaneously. Not only did it not block Zhang Dong's way, but it filled up the huge pits.

Not only that, but old graves of different sizes appeared at many wrong intersections. These old graves gave Zhang Dong a trial and error in advance to ensure that he went on the right path.

"Damn!"

Le Jia cursed angrily and watched helplessly as Zhang Dong waved his right hand. The piano in front of him instantly became lighter and lost many keys.

As Zhang Dong waved his hand for the second time, the weird music weakened by half as if it had become mute.

Not only the piano, but the number of musical instruments around him is also rapidly decreasing. Harmonicas, violins, etc., all instruments related to him are being wiped out.

Even the sounds in the air became fainter.

You must know that the sound represents Le Jia's supernatural power. The smaller the sound he hears, it means that his supernatural power is quickly disappearing.

If this continues, Le Jia will become completely deaf.

With almost no reaction time, Zhang Dong had already arrived in front of the two of them.

"Send you on your way!"

Zhang Dong said with a gloomy expression, and a cold hand instantly pinched Le Jia's neck.

As a crisp click sound sounded, Le Jia felt that his neck was crushed by some irresistible force, and the supernatural power in his body quickly fell silent. At this moment, he seemed to have become an ordinary person, and could only express his emotions crazily. The color of fear.

Suddenly.

A heavy sound of steam came from a distance.

"Dangdangdang~"

The whistle was deafening, mixed with the roar of endless ghosts, and a strange and looming train drove over from a distance.
(End of this chapter)