The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 35 Luo Qian wakes up

Drunken Dream Tower.

When Zhang Dong and Meng Xiaodong arrived here, they already smelled a dangerous atmosphere.

The hall was dark, and the air was filled with the stench of grave soil.

You can vaguely see five old tombs piled up in the hall. These tombs are of different sizes and cannot be seen clearly in the dim light. They are just five vague outlines blocking the way forward.

"these graves"

Meng Xiaodong looked at Laofeng warily and said.

"There should be fierce ghosts buried in the grave. At that time, we killed the five ghost controllers in the Soul Town Hall. After they died, the ghosts in their bodies ran out." Zhang Dong said with a gloomy face, "I didn't expect these ghosts to be captured by that ghost." The ghost was easily dealt with."

The two of them didn't pay attention to these old graves. The suppressive power of the grave soil was very strong, and the ghosts buried in them had almost no chance of escaping.

They went up the stairs and soon reached the third floor.

Once on the third floor, the grave soil adhering to the wall caught their attention.

There is also a larger old tomb piled half a meter in front of the wall.

Meng Xiaodong looked puzzled: "This tomb looks a little different from the one downstairs."

"The bigger the grave, the more terrifying the thing buried."

Zhang Dong said, waving his hand towards the old grave. The grave collapsed instantly, and a faceless corpse rolled to the ground.

After getting close.

The two saw what Luo Qian looked like.

The source ghost is indeed hiding in Zuimeng Tower.

But why did it bury itself?
While thinking, Zhang Dong caught a glimpse of something densely moving on the wall out of the corner of his eye.

These are several passages of text that change from moment to moment.

The color of the text is dark red, and the writing is somewhat blurred by the erosion of the grave soil, but part of the content can still be seen.

Zhang Dong frowned and read carefully, his heart suddenly froze, and his eyes suddenly widened.

It describes the story of two people, Li Qingzhi, but now it has changed:
The story of the county town was changed and turned into an endless cemetery.At this moment, both Li Qingzhi and Li Shao were buried in graves, their lives and deaths unknown.

It seems that he was killed by Luo Qian in the story.

No matter what happened in the cemetery, Li Qingzhi, who had ghost skills, actually lost.

This was something Zhang Dong never expected.

At this time, Guizhan has absorbed not one thousand but eight hundred powerful ghosts, and his suppression ability has reached a terrifying number. Moreover, he has infinite restarts, how can he lose.

Besides, Luo Qian has been suppressed, how could he suddenly possess such terrifying power.

Zhang Dong continued to read.

When he saw Luo Qian's performance in the cemetery, he was shocked and figured out the reason why Li Qingzhi lost.

With the addition of the cemetery, Luo Qian almost had the strength of the Seven Elders at their peak. Not only was the controllable grave soil enhanced, but even Li Qingzhi's infinite restarts found a way to restrain it.

And the most important thing is that his ghost realm is restrained, his ability is greatly reduced, and his ability to infinite restart is also affected.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Dong re-examined Luo Qian's body at his feet.

The originally sleeping Luo Qian's eyelids suddenly opened, and his stiff body twitched, as if something had changed.

Zhang Dong immediately became alert and stopped Meng Xiaodong from retreating.

Without the suppression of the grave soil, Luo Qian is slowly waking up.

Just when Zhang Dong was about to bury it again, Luo Qian suddenly raised his hand.

"and many more."

He made a hoarse sound, as if there was something stuck in his throat.

"Cough cough~"

After he spat out a mouthful of blood-stained grave soil, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am a human, not a ghost." Zhang Dong stepped forward upon hearing this, frowning and looking at him.

How did the ghost that was supposed to be the source of supernatural writings control Luo Qian's body suddenly become a living person?
Is it
Zhang Dong's expression moved slightly, and he immediately guessed that the ghost and Luo Qian had exchanged consciousness again.

The ghost returned to the story and replaced Luo Qian in the story.Therefore, Luo Qian in the story is a ghost. Li Qingzhi was actually fighting against the writer of the story, and it is not surprising that he lost.

At this time, Luo Qian covered his head and climbed up from the ground, looking at the two of them warily:

“Is this reality or a story?”

"Reality."

"Where is the man named Li Qingzhi?"

Luo Qian's face was gloomy, with a hint of anger on his face, as if he wanted to take revenge immediately.

Zhang Dong saw his reluctance and said coldly: "I advise you to stay calm. This is not the story, and Li Qingzhi is not here either."

"And if you want to settle a score with him, you have to get through me first, but a meaningless fight does no good to anyone."

Luo Qian's eyes narrowed when he heard this: "Who are you?"

"My name is Zhang Dong, an ordinary ghost master."

"Do ordinary ghost masters dare to get involved in such a super-level struggle?"

Luo Qian said coldly, while looking at Meng Xiaodong.

He noticed a sense of danger in Meng Xiaodong, but not in Zhang Dong. He looked like an ordinary person, which meant that the ghost's recovery was very light, and his own strength should not be much higher.

So once the fight starts, it's actually one-on-one, so you don't necessarily lose.

Just as Luo Qian was weighing the strength of the two people.

But Meng Xiaodong said: "If you want to take action, go to the story and fight, otherwise you will die and we will have to deal with the ghost in your body."

She did not stop the two of them, but took this opportunity to help Zhang Dong kill Luo Qian's arrogance.

Luo Qian frowned and said: "It doesn't matter where you are, but do you have the ability to enter the story? Only the captain can pull people into the story."

Zhang Dong did not respond to him. He walked to the wall covered with grave soil, raised his hand and waved, and the grave soil fell to the ground in an instant.

The seemingly simple action shocked Luo Qian.

Grave soil is a supernatural product. No matter how unstable it seems to be when it sticks to the wall, it cannot be easily wiped off by ordinary ghost masters.

But he just waved his hand and did it.

However, Zhang Dong didn't care. His purpose was to remove the obstruction of the tomb and establish his connection with the story.

When he first arrived here, he deduced that the grave soil adhered to the words, blocking the supernatural perception.

So now after erasing the obstructive supernatural power, I can naturally regain control of this story.

Sure enough, as the grave soil fell.

The dark red font on the wall quickly deepened in color and soon turned into black.

The writing also overflowed the wall under the influence of Zhang Dong and spread to the feet of the three people.

Luo Qian also looked shocked when he saw this.

Not only can he influence the soil of the tomb, but he can also control words?

This is simply not something that ordinary ghost masters can do.

But he looked very normal, not like a powerful ghost controller at all.

At this moment, Luo Qian felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

A threatening and weird feeling.

"Who are you?" he asked again, with a hint of fear on his face.

"I told you my name is Zhang Dong, just an ordinary ghost master." Zhang Dong replied calmly, while his eyes suddenly turned cold, "And let me tell you one more thing, the captain you are proud of should be dead by this time. "

Immediately, he controlled the words to quickly cover the three people's bodies. After a flash of melancholy darkness, the three people disappeared from the spot.

(End of this chapter)