The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 23 The old grave outside the county town
There are no living people in the county in the story, only ghosts wandering around.

They occupy houses and streets of all sizes, and some terrifying ghosts have even given birth to ghost realms and begun to spread to other places.

However, in front of the ghosts who have acquired the laws of ghosts, their terror seems insignificant and can only be absorbed by the ghosts as nourishment.

At this moment, the ghost realm enveloped half of the county and was slowly eroding towards the other half.

Zhang Dong was in the other half of the county at this time.

a certain street.

He walked forward vigilantly, looking around for any supernatural phenomena appearing nearby.

Crying babies, black footprints on dirt roads, torches extinguished and rekindled on the walls of houses.These supernatural phenomena emerge one after another, and behind them is a powerful ghost of unknown level.

"If we keep going like this, when will we find that ghost?"

Zhang Dong frowned and thought secretly.

Although the county town is not big, it won't take long to walk through it, but if you want to find a deeply hidden ghost in it, you won't be able to do it with just two legs.

What's more, he doesn't know what the ghost looks like. If it is an idealistic existence, it will be difficult to find it in the sky.

The top priority is to find a powerful ghost who owns a ghost domain.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Dong raised his head and looked into the distance, searching around for the ghost realm.

At this moment, Li Qingzhi's voice suddenly came from behind:

"Zhang Dong~"

After hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Dong turned around subconsciously, but there was no one on the street, and there was no figure of Li Qingzhi, let alone the huge black ghost domain.

ghost?

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed, and he instantly realized that this was a supernatural attack from a powerful ghost.

He thought of a ghost in the original novel, calling ghosts and calling people.

This ghost will call people's names from behind, and the sound it makes contains supernatural power. After people hear it, they will think it is a familiar person calling them, and they will relax their vigilance and turn around subconsciously.

But once he turned back, the supernatural power of death was triggered.

This is what ghosts call people, and if they turn around they will die.

Makes it impossible to guard against.

But now Zhang Dong is not dead, nor does he feel any abnormality, because this low-level supernatural power cannot break his defense at all.

He looked at the empty street with a grim expression, then turned around and continued walking forward.

"Zhang Dong~"

The ghost calling people struck again. This time it was no longer Li Qingzhi's voice, but Meng Xiaodong's.

"Zhang Dong~"

"Zhang Dong~"

The ghost seemed to see that Zhang Dong had no reaction and continued to shout sentence after sentence, like an endless repeater.

The quiet streets gradually echoed with terrifying sounds of different tones.

"shut up!"

Suddenly, Zhang Dong, who couldn't bear the sound, suddenly turned his head, shouted fiercely, and raised his hand to directly interfere with its rules.

Suddenly, the supernatural power of ghosts calling people ceased, and everything returned to peace.

Although this supernatural power could not affect Zhang Dong, he could not resist the ghost chasing after him and calling his name, which made him upset.

After dealing with the ghosts calling people, he quickened his pace and walked deeper into the county.

When he was about to reach an intersection, Zhang Dong saw a rickety figure standing at the intersection. Just by looking at it from a distance, he was sure it was a ghost.

This ghost was wrapped in a shabby white cloth, holding an extinguished lantern in his hand, like a watchman, standing quietly beside the street.

It looked like he was waiting for a traffic light.

It seemed to be aware of Zhang Dong. First, it turned its head slightly towards him, and then its body turned towards him, and the extinguished lantern in its hand suddenly lit up.

The light emitted by the lantern is not yellow, but a gloomy green, and the green flames are constantly swaying inside the lantern.Is the fire in this lantern a will-o'-the-wisp?
Zhang Dong's expression changed slightly, and his mind immediately recalled the ghost controlled by a ghost controller named Li Jun in the original work, named Willow Fire.

The color of the will-o'-the-wisp is dark green, and its origin is also explained in the original work. It was separated from a human skin lantern.

It is very similar to the lantern in the hand of the ghost in front of me.

If it is a will-o'-the-wisp, it means he has found a ghost realm that he can use.

Once the gloomy will-o'-the-wisp spreads, the area covered by the fire will be a ghost realm.

At this moment, the devil carrying the human skin lantern seemed to have set his sights on Zhang Dong first, and began to walk towards him with stiff steps. The flame of the lantern in his hand suddenly became brighter, covering the entire surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters.

Its figure is also becoming dim, and it seems to be hidden in the ghost realm of will-o'-the-wisps.

"I will steal the law of this ghost's will-o'-the-wisp."

Zhang Dong would not give it a chance, he directly stole its laws, obtained the dark green ghost realm, and at the same time waved his hand to interfere with it.

The ghost holding the lantern fell into silence for an instant. The hand holding the lantern dropped directly, and even the fire in the lantern was extinguished.

He didn't know the horror level of this ghost, and how long it could sleep was unknown, so Zhang Dong could only act as quickly as possible.

After feeling the newly acquired supernatural power for a while, he didn't hesitate and immediately used the ghost realm of will-o'-the-wisps to disappear.

After owning the ghost domain, the efficiency of traveling has been significantly improved.

In just a few minutes, he searched half of the county, but he didn't find that special ghost.

Zhang Dong controlled the ghost domain to stay in the air more than ten meters above the ground, looking at the dim county town below.

Behind him is the ghost realm of ghosts, and the thick darkness is constantly eroding forward. In front of him is the small half of the county that the ghosts have not yet harvested.

"I thought I could find it easily, but now it seems I thought it was too easy."

Zhang Dong thought with serious eyes.

It is known that the ghost is afraid of the current ghost shadow, and the ghost realm of the ghost shadow will continue to cover the entire county, eating away at the last space bit by bit until the ghost is cornered.

So all I need to do now is wait.

Wait for the ghost to escape to the final place.

Darkness spread, sweeping everything ahead.

In the darkness, Li Qingzhi, who has harnessed the power of ghosts to suppress, is searching for and solving every target.

Because he can appear anywhere in the ghost realm, the speed is not slow. It's just that there are too many ghosts and he can only deal with them one by one, which makes it seem very inefficient.

Soon after, darkness had enveloped [-]% of the entire county, leaving only a wasteland in the southeast corner untouched.

Zhang Dong felt it was time and rushed over quickly.

This is a small, desolate and barren land. A few withered and yellow weeds sway back and forth in the breeze. The land is dry and cracked, and there are no other plants.

Even the trees are lying on the ground due to drought.

Exuding an ominous atmosphere.

Zhang Dong stepped on the ground warily, feeling a soft feeling on his feet. He walked step by step towards the center of the wasteland and looked around.

There are no supernatural signs or ghosts wandering around here. It seems to be the safest place in the entire county.

It didn't look like a place that could accommodate that special ghost at all.

"Could it be that the ghost was actually killed by Li Qingzhi unintentionally?"

Just when he was wondering, something suddenly appeared in his sight and his expression changed.

Five meters in front of me, an old grave suddenly stood up.

There was a monument standing in front of the tomb, and three slender incense sticks were stuck in the soil. The incense was lit, and a few wisps of fragrant white smoke floated out.

Zhang Dong walked in and took a look, his eyes suddenly widened.

A familiar name was engraved on the stone tablet in twisted handwriting:

"Luo Qian."

(End of this chapter)