The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 22 The story behind the text

"My name is Zhang Dong. When you read this sentence, I will be dead."

The scarlet font clings to the ground, giving off an ominous atmosphere.

It did not fear Zhang Dong like other texts, but instead took the initiative to come to him.

Zhang Dong's eyes suddenly widened after seeing it, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

This sentence feels inexplicably familiar
Just like what Yang Jian's golden finger said in the original work.

It is a piece of human skin paper that seems to be able to predict the future. It can give the user important information, but there are many traps hidden in this information, waiting for the user to jump into the fire pit.

What makes people think about it even more horrifying is that all the information revealed by the human skin paper is true. It will not lie, but will only lay pits with seemingly innocent words.

It will try every possible means to trick the user.

And every time this human skin paper is used, it will start with: "My name is. When you see this sentence, I am already dead."

At this moment, this sentence is displayed quietly on the ground one meter in front of Zhang Dong.

A strange feeling enveloped my heart.

At this time, it suddenly changed.

The red text seemed to be affected by some strange influence. It was disappearing, reappearing, disappearing, and reappearing again. The number of words was also decreasing.

"My name is Zhang Dong, when you see this sentence"

"My name is Zhang Dong, and I will treat you as yours."

"My name is."

After repeating it several times, the sentence completely disappeared.

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly, and he knew the reason for this situation very well.

Unaffected by the rules, he was naturally unable to write his own name in the scarlet handwriting, and he was defeated in repeated supernatural confrontations.

Suddenly, the disappeared handwriting appeared again, and the content also changed:

"Who are you to be able to completely ignore my fatal supernatural attack?"

It actually asked Zhang Dong directly, even its tone and tone changed.

Zhang Dong frowned and looked at it, "Hiding in the story for so long? Are you finally willing to show up?"

Soon, the old words disappeared and new words emerged:

"There are many people who can escape the supernatural power of words, but you are the first one who can steal its power."

"I can do more than just steal its power. As you saw, I can also create a being that you can't fight against."

Zhang Dong said, looking at the black writing not far away. At this time, it had swallowed up nearly half of the area of ​​the red writing, and this proportion continued to increase.

It’s hard to imagine how many powerful ghosts the ghosts in the story have absorbed and how many suppressive abilities they have.

Soon, there will be only one ghost left in this ghost master's story.

"So how about we talk about, let's stop this fight?"

Obviously, the Ghost Controller also realized that the situation was getting out of control. His red text was being invaded by black text. The situation was one-sided, so he decided to show up and make peace with Zhang Dong.

"You don't have the capital to negotiate with me."

Zhang Dong's tone was very serious, revealing a sense of majesty.

"Of course I know you won't give up easily, so I came here with chips."

The words on the ground disappeared, and new words quickly formed:

"There is a unique ghost hidden in a corner of this county. It is the source of the supernatural in the entire text. I just happened to control part of its power and used this power to create ghost stories."

"The cost of using this power is very heavy. I will be trapped in the story forever and cannot return to reality. Although this power is very powerful and will not revive the evil ghost when used, I have already had enough of the prison-like days. , I long for the day I can see the light of day again.”

"Today I suddenly realized that you have the ability to steal some words, and you can also separate living people from the story, which even I can't do. I think this is an opportunity to return to reality. Chance."

"That's why I came to negotiate with you, and exchanged the ghost's information for my return to reality." Densely packed scarlet fonts poured out, occupying a large area of ​​blank ground.

It gave a lot of information, which left Zhang Dong stunned.

It turns out that this person is trapped in the story. Although he can use the power of words, the price is the loss of freedom.

Now he found an opportunity to return to reality, and this opportunity was himself.

As for the source of the supernatural power of the words in his mouth, it is most likely the story ghost, who controls all stories and creates the ghosts in each story.

Zhang Dong's brows frowned deeply.

He had a very strong hunch that the ghost in the story was probably human skin. If not, there was at least a certain connection.

This storyteller was very important and he had to find out.

After recovering his thoughts, he paused and said:
"How do I know if what you said is true or not?"

"I don't mean to lie to you. The ghost you created has swallowed up most of the area in my story. It is so terrifying that even the ghost that originated from the text is afraid of it, so you will definitely win this battle. I I just hope you can help me get out of here before victory."

"How much do you know about the ghost from which the text originated?"

"I have never seen it, and it never appears on its own initiative, but I can sense that it is hidden in the county in the story. And I have a hunch that it can actually kill me, but I still let me use it. Ability, I think it is waiting for an opportunity."

The ghost controller even told Zhang Dong all his guesses.

It doesn't seem like a lie.

Zhang Dong hesitated and said:

"Before I come back, you are not allowed to leave here even half a step, otherwise you will never have the chance to live to the next moment. Even if you are in the story, I can erase your life."

Immediately, he walked towards the twisted and black writing on the ground, and his figure disappeared in place under the dense cover of writing.

He easily entered the story directly with the help of black writing.

After a brief blur of consciousness, Zhang Dong opened his eyes and noticed darkness all around him.

This is the ghost realm of ghosts. Strictly speaking, it is actually the ghost realm of ghosts. It has only acquired the laws of ghosts and is not a real ghost.

The person controlling the ghosts at the moment is Li Qingzhi, who is cleaning up every evil ghost in the county in the story.

Depressing darkness enveloped half of the county. From a distance, the black fog looked like a huge coffin, covering a large number of houses.

How long have I not been paying attention to what happened in the story? The ghost world has become so big?

Zhang Dong looked around, and soon saw a thicker black figure walking towards him.

Obviously this shadow was Li Qingzhi. He also felt that he had entered the ghost realm and hurried over.

"Zhang Dong, what's going on outside?" Li Qingzhi asked with a frown.

"Those words can't do anything to me. I'm here to find a special ghost in the county." Zhang Dong interrupted him and asked hurriedly.

"Special ghosts?" Li Qingzhi thought for a few seconds and shook his head, "Every ghost will fall into silence when it approaches me, and it is impossible to judge whether it is special or not."

Zhang Dong thought for a while. The ghost controller just said that the story ghost is very afraid of the ghosts who grow up, so it should not have been in contact with Li Qingzhi at the moment and should be hiding in the other half of the county.

"Keep up the speed of dealing with the ghosts. I'm going to the other half of the county."

Li Qingzhi nodded, without asking any questions, and quickly melted into the darkness.

Although he didn't know what kind of ghost Zhang Dong was looking for, he was not curious.

As for worrying about his safety, Li Qingzhi thought it was nonsense.Even though the ghost shadow has now risen to an unrivaled existence, he thinks it is still impossible to fight against Zhang Dong.

This is a kind of trust and awe buried deep in Li Qingzhi's heart.

As the darkness receded and the ghost realm dissipated, Zhang Dong once again stood in the streets of the county town.

He frowned deeply, looked towards the hazy county town in the distance, and walked forward quickly.

In the half of the county ahead, there are still countless ghosts wandering around. Among them is a very special ghost, which is the target of Zhang Dong's pursuit.

(End of this chapter)