The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 32 The Disappearance Story

The plan to create anomalies was a success. After Meng Xiaodong regained consciousness, he gradually gained control of his body and completely harnessed the supernatural power of the old corpse.

Zhang Dong was very excited when he saw this scene, but he didn't expect that the story ghost's carefully planned trap would allow him to find a way to become an alien.

And this method seems to have a high success rate and can be used on other six elders.

In this period when others generally control a ghost, Meng Xiaodong and the others have become aliens early on, which has laid a solid foundation for the future development of the team.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhang Dong's mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

Then.

Now that she has overcome the problem of the evil ghost reviving, it's time to find the story ghost that possesses Luo Qian's body.

It's a huge hidden danger.

But I'm afraid it's not that easy to find.

While Zhang Dong was thinking, Meng Xiaodong suddenly gave a clue:
"When I was in a coma, I saw a figure wandering in a building. I couldn't see the figure's face clearly, but I had a hunch that it was the ghost."

Zhang Dong was shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly: "What does that building look like?"

"The building is a bit dark. It is five stories high and has many rooms. The figure is standing next to a wall on the third floor. It looks like a brothel."

"Qinglou?"

Combining her description, Zhang Dong immediately thought of a place—Zuimeng Tower.

The first time I encountered strange writing was on the third floor of Zuimeng Tower, and at that time I stole the law of writing and mastered its power.

What is it doing there now?
Could it be that the Story Ghost realized that he had stolen its supernatural power and wanted to stop him in some way?

Thinking of this, Zhang Dong felt slightly uneasy.

If the power of words is lost, then Li Qingzhi and Li Shao will be trapped in the story forever.

He immediately manipulated the supernatural power of the words to appear on the ground.

Black fonts emerge, describing what happened in the story.

However, the next moment, when he checked the writing on the ground, his expression suddenly changed.

The twisted words actually began to shake, as if they were about to break away from the ground, and also seemed to be gradually disappearing.

The order of the words was getting messed up, and the handwriting began to become blurry, becoming increasingly unreadable as it shook again and again.

Stories are disappearing.
No, it is being rewritten.

"How could this be?"

Meng Xiaodong's heart trembled and he asked urgently.

Zhang Dong's eyes also condensed, and he looked at the constantly changing words vigilantly, and the uneasiness in his heart amplified.

He tried to use the power of writing, but he couldn't affect the changing handwriting at all.

Immediately, he created a new story, and this time it was very successful.

This shows that I have not actually lost the ability to write strange words, and I still have its rules.

"It should be that the story ghost used some means to hinder his connection with the story where Li Qingzhi and Li Qingzhi are involved."

In other words, he and Meng Xiaodong are now unable to enter the county where they are in the story.

Meng Xiaodong's face was also very gloomy, and he could see that Zhang Dong's ability seemed to have failed.

"Are Li Shao and the others in danger?"

"Probably not. Li Qingzhi has almost no opponents now. Unless the world in the entire story collapses, he will be invincible inside."

Although Zhang Dong felt uneasy, he still had confidence in the developed ghost.

He immediately signaled Meng Xiaodong to follow him, and first went to Zuimeng Tower to find the ghost that wrote the source of the text.

Solving it should break the barrier between reality and story.

The two of them quickly moved towards Zuimeng Tower.

Where they left, the crawling writing on the ground was completely indecipherable.

The black writing is fading, becoming chaotic, and seems to be reorganizing.

The color of the font also gradually changes from black to dark red.

This means that the leader of the story will no longer be Zhang Dong, but the story ghost.

at the same time.

The third floor of Zuimenglou in reality.

There was no one in this building, the light was very dim, and it looked eerie.The air was filled with the fishy smell of grave soil, filling every inch of space.

Lobby.

A strange figure with an extremely stiff body and disheveled clothes was walking towards the stairs.

The room was too dark to see its face clearly, but from behind it could be seen that it looked like a man.

No, a dead man to be precise.

Every time he took a step, something dirty would fall from his body. When these things fell to the ground, they suddenly came to life and began to move and spread spontaneously.

Behind the man, there were five old graves standing.

The deathly silence of these old tombs seemed to contain something terrifying.

The man quickly reached the third floor and stopped in front of a cold wall. He turned his head slightly and stared at a dark corner with his lifeless eyes.

Then he moved his gaze to the wall.

There seemed to be something crawling on the wall, so densely packed that it couldn't be seen clearly in the dim light.

He raised his right hand slightly, as if to lift something.

Suddenly, a lot of grave soil appeared on the cold and damp wall, and some kind of power contained in the grave soil buried the wall in an instant.

Also buried together were the dense black things above.

After all this was done, the man's stiff body suddenly softened, as if his consciousness fell into a coma, and he fell directly to the ground.

Pieces of smelly grave soil spread over and gathered along his body, quickly forming an old grave.

in the story.

Li Qingzhi and Li Shaozheng were patiently waiting for the results of Meng Xiaodong. They did not know what happened in reality and could only judge whether the consciousness transfer was successful through Meng Xiaodong's performance in the story.

Waiting anxiously.
Li Qingzhi first noticed something strange.

He frowned and stood up, feeling everything around him.

The dark ghost realm was still surging, covering most of the county. He could feel the arrival of the intruder whenever anything entered it.

But now this strange feeling comes from the ghost realm. To be precise, the entire county is invading his ghost realm. .

Li Shao saw that he looked wrong and stood up to look around.

"The sky is changing."

When he saw that the dark sky was fading, he spoke this sentence unconsciously.

"My ghost realm is being suppressed, and something is about to enter the world in the story."

Li Qingzhi frowned deeply, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

No matter what invades the story, it can directly subvert the world, which is absolutely terrifying.

Suddenly, the dark ghost realm disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the outline of the county town gradually emerged after the darkness receded. However, it only appeared for a second and was wiped out by another force.

A county town disappeared in an instant.

In its place is an endless wilderness.

The sky suddenly brightened at this moment, suddenly turning from night to day, but it looked gloomy from a distance.

When the two saw this scene, they immediately realized that the story was being rewritten, from a county town in the night to a world full of loess.

The two looked around cautiously, but could not see the slightest trace of living beings.

The wilderness is overgrown with weeds, the land is dry and cracked, and the world is covered with a thick layer of yellow-brown soil.

The air was filled with the rotten smell of grave soil mixed with rotten flesh.

The two of them were shocked, and a bad premonition came out of their hearts.

Suddenly, within sight, a strange old tomb suddenly emerged from the ground, exuding an ominous aura.

However, there is more than one old tomb, the second one also appeared not far away, followed by the third and fourth
A steady stream of old graves occupied the entire wilderness with lightning speed. Looking from a distance, the place turned into an endless cemetery.

　The quality of the updates in the past two days is not good, I'm sorry, and it's a bit laggy. Now that I have moved and I haven't installed the Internet yet, it's too uncomfortable to type on my mobile phone.

　　So today I’ll add another chapter to make up for it.

　　There will be another chapter later, and another chapter will be posted before twelve o'clock tonight.

　　Thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)