The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 37 Human Skin Paper

After the endless graveyard disappeared, the county town emerged in the night.

Zhang Dong led a few people forward while casually erasing the houses on the roadside.

These buildings written with words had no resistance at all after being further disturbed, and disappeared in an instant.

Houses fell down one after another, leaving large open spaces.

But the ghost of the story has not yet appeared, seeming to be afraid and waiting.

Along the way, a few people except Zhang Dong followed silently. They didn't say anything, but they were constantly shocked in their hearts.

Especially Luo Qian was breaking out in cold sweat at this moment, muttering secretly in her heart.

Fortunately, I just had the idea of ​​taking action, not actually taking action, otherwise I would be the one who would be erased now.

He looked at Zhang Dong's back with fear.

This man is so terrifying. No wonder he is so arrogant and does not take anything seriously. He always has the attitude of a person in a high position.

He does have this ability.

Soon, Zhang Dong wiped out all the buildings in the entire county, except for some abandoned buildings on the edges and the wasteland in the southeast corner of the county that had not yet been touched.

The place they passed behind was also shrouded in darkness.

Li Qingzhi used the ghost domain to cover the entire county, and he would be aware of the ghost once it appeared.

Several people looked at each other and walked towards the last piece of wasteland.

There are a few piles of dead grass scattered randomly in the wasteland, swaying in the breeze.

One of the lonely old tombs stood out. In front of the old tomb stood a stone tablet, with a few characters vaguely engraved on it.

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly, and he walked over without any scruples. The words on the tombstone came into view.

"human skin paper"

The three eye-catching characters made his expression slightly moved, but there was no big disturbance in his heart. Instead, he felt relieved.

As early as when he came into contact with this supernatural text, Zhang Dong had already guessed that the ghost's true identity was human skin paper.

It now appears that his speculation was correct.

It's just that the current characteristics of the human skin paper are slightly different from Yang Jian's golden finger in the original work.

In the original work, Wang Xiaoming once said that he was actually a person who lived from the Republic of China to modern times.

But now it looks more like a ghost than a ghost master.

But Zhang Dong didn't care. Now it's decades earlier than the original work, and many things will be more or less different.

Maybe there will be some changes in the future.

He decisively came to the tombstone, raised his hand and waved it away, erasing the accumulated old graves.

However, the tomb soil suddenly changed under the influence of the unsolved erasure.

Suddenly, the old tomb collapsed, and the tomb soil poured out in all directions like a flood, instantly burying everything in its path.Mud, stones, abandoned buildings, and even dead grass were buried, and graves of different sizes emerged.

But when the grave soil approached Zhang Dong, it unexpectedly moved away from him, bypassing his body and rushing backwards.

The few people behind him were not so lucky and were immediately targeted by the graves.

Li Qingzhi's eyes narrowed, and he controlled the dark ghost realm to hide everyone, isolating the attack of the grave soil,

Zhang Dong glanced back, not paying attention, and continued to walk towards the old graves where the soil was emerging continuously. His waving arms did not stop, but wiped them away more quickly.

Soon, the outline of the old grave gradually disappeared, and a figure appeared in its original position.This man looked like Luo Qian. He stared at Zhang Dong lifelessly, with the aura of death in his lackluster eyes.

Suddenly, Luo Qian's face changed, and his body made of grave soil also changed accordingly.

From a clay figure into a dark figure, his face also changed into Li Qingzhi,

Next came Meng Xiaodong, and then Luo Qian again.

The human skin paper is constantly changing its identity, but there is no hole.

Zhang Dong looked at it with solemn eyes, but his steps did not stop and he continued to get closer.

Seeing this, the human skin paper accelerated the speed of changing its identity, and its face gradually became blurred as it flickered again and again.

It seemed to be picking someone who could stand up to Zhang Dong, but it couldn't find one
In the end, it chose Luo Qian.

Everything around him changed rapidly, from a ruined county town to an endless cemetery.

The cemetery reappeared and reoccupied the county seat. Human Skin chose to use the power of the grave soil to fight against Zhang Dong.

Blank tombstones emerged from the cemetery one after another. Some incomprehensible force was affecting the tombstones, trying to carve Zhang Dong's name on them.

If countless tombstones were engraved with the same name, the superimposed supernatural power would be very terrifying.

Human Skin Paper used this to restrain Li Qingzhi's infinite restart.

But the strange thing is that every time a dent appears on the tombstone, the dent disappears in an instant, as if it is restricted by some rules that prevent it from showing up.

Zhang Dong knew very well that he ignored any rules and was not affected by any supernatural power, so his name could not be engraved on the tombstone.

This scene was fully visible to everyone hiding in the ghost realm.

At this moment, shock could no longer describe their expressions, and an indescribable excitement surged out of their hearts.

After seeing that the supernatural power of the tombstone could not affect Zhang Dong, Human Skin Paper immediately changed his strategy and controlled countless grave soil to flow towards Zhang Dong.

The latter's expression moved slightly, and he raised his drooped right hand, waving it gently at the incoming grave soil.

Terrible power burst out.

The grave soil disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and large areas of old graves were reduced to nothing in an instant.

Not only that, the tombstones also exploded in an instant, and the shattered rubble scattered all over the ground, quickly turning into white smoke and disappearing.

After erasing these supernatural derivatives, Zhang Dong focused his attention on the human skin paper, waving his right hand at it, directly interfering with its laws.

Once he waved his hand, it had the same effect as his words.

The human skin with Luo Qian's identity went limp, all the grave soil in his body collapsed, and he fell straight to the ground.The remaining grave soil seemed to have encountered some taboo existence, and it tried its best to stay away.

When all the grave soil was gone, a piece of yellow-brown, soft human skin suddenly appeared on the ground.

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly, and then he stopped erasing.

He picked up the human skin paper on the ground, held it in front of him and examined it carefully.

Just from the contact, he felt a strange feeling. There was a bit of coldness in the softness of this human skin, as if it had just been taken out of the freezer, revealing a somewhat ominous atmosphere.

"Is this the piece of human skin paper in Yang Jian's hand?" Zhang Dong looked at it with a gloomy face, "Just by holding it, you can feel the difference between it and other ghosts."

The human skin paper also started to move at this moment, and a line of writing began to appear on it:
"My name is Zhang Dong. When you read this sentence, I have entered the world of mysterious recovery."

However, this sentence only appeared for a few seconds before the word 'Zhang Dong' disappeared, as if it had been wiped out of thin air.

Obviously, even the special supernatural power of human skin paper cannot affect Zhang Dong, even if it just shows his name.

(End of this chapter)