The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 65 The belated bumper
The stretching of the ghost painting world has little impact on Zhang Bohua. He has the ability to teleport at any time regardless of distance.

After getting rid of the ghosts around him, he took control of the rickshaw and came directly to Luo Qian, just in time to see this scene.

"It can erode any supernatural rain. It not only perfectly restrains the grave soil, but can also invade Luo Qian's body and turn it into a part of himself. It's normal that Luo Qian can't deal with it."

With just one glance, he immediately analyzed Guisame's supernatural information.

"You can't deal with this thing. Its supernatural level is about the same as yours, but it restrains you from the root."

Zhang Bohua parked the rickshaw next to Luo Qian and said, some unknown supernatural being emerged, blocking the nearby rain from approaching.

Without the continuous rain erosion, Luo Qian's body was improving rapidly, and his face was not as haggard as before. In addition, the grave soil in his body spontaneously rejected the rain, and his strength was quickly restored.

Soon, most of the stiffness in his body disappeared and he could move easily.

"This thing is too weird to be suppressed by grave soil, so..."

His tone was a little haggard and a little unwilling, perhaps because he couldn't face the result of failure.

"You don't have to explain, let's leave here first. The source of this ghost rain is not just the ghost you saw. The rain is the source, and the ghost is just a carrier." Zhang Bohua explained, while moving his eyes to other ghosts in the rain. .

At this moment, the ghosts that Luo Qian had imprisoned just now were corroded by the rain and became exactly the same as the cold figures before.

The rain hitting their faces caused supernatural interference, and the light was distorted, making it impossible to clearly distinguish their faces.

The raindrops are getting denser and denser, and it feels like they are hiding these ghosts.

Like a ghost land.

But for some reason, they just stood quietly a few meters away from the rickshaw, seemingly unable to get closer.

Luo Qian's eyes narrowed, and after taking a look, he sat directly on the rickshaw.

"Walk."

Zhang Bohua no longer hesitated, and the ghost driving the rickshaw immediately rushed out of this strange place.

The rickshaw seems to be just a car, but under the supernatural power, it travels very fast, ignores the interference of ghost rain, and has a ghost domain, which allows it to fly close to the ground in strange ways.

Luo Qian sighed and leaned against the side of the carriage and stopped talking.

at the same time.

The place where the thatched house was originally located now has no buildings, leaving only the dark black ground formed by the expansion of a blue-black gravel road.

Zhang Dong was standing in the center of this area, looking around with a very solemn expression.

The ground within a few dozen meters around him was riddled with holes, covered with traces of numerous supernatural erosions.

Dark stained blood, scarlet blood streaks, and muddy ruts were all caused by an unknown level of ghost, and there were more than a dozen of them.

At this time, they all stood quietly, falling into a brief deadlock.

The interference ability of the law ghost is still as powerful as ever, and after Zhang Dong's number of law pools increased, he found that he could interfere with two of Li Gui's laws at the same time.

Before that, he could only interfere with one at most, and his erasing ability was only at the lowest level, so the ghost's downtime was not long. A-level ghosts only had about 5 minutes, not to mention S-level ghosts, which was probably only 1 minute.

But now if two laws are interfered with at the same time, this time can be doubled.

Good news.

However, he did not get carried away and was still on guard against the coming of the evil ghosts, and from time to time disturbed the evil ghosts that were about to revive and made them fall into deep sleep again.

"I don't know how the others are doing. I can feel that the level of ghosts here is very high, and they appear almost at the same time. They probably can't handle it."

Zhang Dong thought secretly, showing worry.

"But fortunately, everyone has solved the ghost resurgence and can use supernatural powers at will."

After withdrawing his thoughts, his eyes suddenly focused and he saw another strange supernatural phenomenon appearing directly in front of him.

A few dozen meters directly ahead.

There are three figures walking towards this side slowly, they are far away and their faces cannot be seen clearly.

But from their stiff steps and zombie-like movements, Zhang Dong concluded that these three people were ghosts.

Sure enough, as they got closer, the ash scattered in the sky became more frequent.As his eyes gradually focused, Zhang Dong saw the faces of the three people clearly.

They are the looks of Li Qingzhi, Luo Qian and Zhang Bohua respectively.

However, their lips were closed, their eyes were lifeless, and their pupils were red. Not only that, their whole bodies were also emitting a faint red light. The light was a little dark and a little greasy, as if the thin layer of substance on their bodies had not yet solidified.

"The three people copied with ink?"

"But doesn't the ink have to be in close contact to use the copying ability? Are they already dead?"

Zhang Dong's eyes became cold, and he looked at the three people who were gradually approaching, with a faint murderous intention.

Regardless of whether they are dead or not, at least the three people in front of them are copies of Ink, so they must not be merciful.

However, before he could raise his hand to use his interference ability, the dozen or so ghosts standing next to him suddenly woke up and stared at him in unison, and various supernatural phenomena emerged in droves.

The speed was too fast and the time was too short. Zhang Dong's expression changed drastically, and he was hit by a supernatural attack almost as soon as he reacted.

The first thing that appeared in his field of vision was a faint scarlet color, like the whole sky was covered with a thin red gauze. Then the red color turned into thin lines that crisscrossed vertically and horizontally, wrapping him up like a net. .

There is some kind of supernatural being stored on the red thread. With just a simple touch, Zhang Dong's clothes stick to it, as if they are connected to the red thread, and there is no way to break free.

Then, a red ghost net also appeared behind him. The two nets sandwiched him, restricting his movement.

but.

The ability to not be affected by any rules appeared at this moment. Zhang Dong shouted angrily and pulled directly through the two nets. There were bursts of tearing sounds from his clothes.

He escaped unscathed, leaving only a few pieces of clothing hanging on the net and his skin exposed.

immediately.

He saw the source of the ghost behind the ghost net - a bent fisherman wearing a raincoat and a hat made of bamboo leaves on his head.

The fisherman ghost turned his head slightly, revealing his terrifying pupils. The two round eye sockets were as deep as black holes.

It was holding a red fishing net in its hand, with sticky blood dripping from it.

"Go away!"

Zhang Dong's face showed anger, and he immediately raised his hand and waved at it. The interference ability appeared. The fisherman ghost's head quickly dropped, and the fishing net in his hand fell to the ground feebly.However, this was just one of the ghosts that woke up nearby, and other supernatural powers soon followed.

A headless corpse ran towards Zhang Dong quickly, looking particularly weird.

Its body seemed to be swollen with blisters, its skin was pale, the outline of a face was on its chest, and there were several dents on the skin, corresponding to the nose, mouth, and eyes.

Every time it gets closer to Zhang Dong, the ghost's face becomes clearer.

Apparently, it didn't have a head, but the head was on its side, growing in its chest.

As it continued to approach, Zhang Dong heard many strange footsteps coming from nearby. The footsteps were very heavy, as if they were stepped by a fat man weighing several hundred pounds.

The sound was a bit chaotic, including the sound of bare feet walking, the treading of leather shoes on the wooden floor, and the crisp sound of high heels.

But when he turned around, there was no source of footsteps around him.

"Another invisible ghost?"

Zhang Dong frowned deeply, and immediately waved his hand to put the headless corpse into a state of death, and then immediately looked for the source of the footsteps.

It wasn't until he saw a series of footprints suddenly appearing on the hard gravel road that he realized that the invisible ghost was there.

The location of the footprints is exactly where the ghost exists.

He immediately raised his hand and waved, and soon saw that the recurring footprints suddenly stopped, and then a creepy figure emerged.

It has three heads, those of a middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman and a teenage child.

Under the head are three torsos attached to each other, and six arms drooping feebly.

Looking further down, you can find the source of the footsteps.

It was six legs of different lengths, as well as a pair of leather shoes, a pair of high heels and bare feet.

This ghost seems to be a family of three.
After disturbing the ghost, Zhang Dong ignored it and looked around again, wary of attacks from other ghosts.

However, when I looked back, I saw that all the dozens of corpses that had been standing just now were gone, and only the three ink replicas were standing quietly.

When he was confused, he saw a light suddenly light up behind the three replicas. The light quickly turned into a door, which continued to expand until it could accommodate a person to pass through.

As the clone turned sideways, Yang Muxue walked out of the light door.

"Sure enough, I saw you right. You are indeed capable of imprisoning Gui Hua, but now I regret it. I don't need your help."

A voice of resentment and shrillness came from under the red hijab.

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed, and he was not surprised when Yang Muxue suddenly appeared, because he had long suspected that there was something wrong with this person.

He snorted coldly and said: "If I guess correctly, your ghost's resurrection is fake, and you don't need to avoid the entanglement of the other nine paintings."

Yang Muxue said: "Yes, I'm just using you. Just help me open the passage between the tenth and ninth paintings. You don't need to imprison the ghost paintings at all."

"I'm afraid you're looking for something?"

"You have guessed this. I really need to find something in the ninth painting. With it, I can completely untie the shackles between the paintings and go wherever I want to go. And I have found it. .”

Zhang Dong's expression changed when he heard this, and his eyes focused on the embroidered shoes on her feet.

Before, her feet were blurry, as if something was interfering, but now it is clear that she is wearing a pair of colorful embroidered shoes.

Presumably this pair of shoes is the key item in different paintings.

Yang Muxue also noticed his gaze and said: "This pair of shoes allows me to freely shuttle between the scrolls, so that I can get more of what I want."

"It turns out that this was your plan to complete the puzzle of the ghost paintings. There should be more supernatural beings hidden in other paintings, right? You are quite greedy. Aren't you afraid of controlling too many supernatural beings and being counterattacked?"

"You don't need to take care of my affairs." Yang Muxue said calmly, "In addition, our deal still counts. I have told you the information you want to know. You let me maintain the supernatural power of the tenth painting after it is completed. , I will still do it to create a world where evil ghosts are imprisoned. But the remaining nine paintings will be at my disposal. I will not give up the Peach Blossom Spring Project. It is everything to me and the value of my existence. One day, I’ll show you it’s the right direction.”

"Trapped living people in a supernatural world, but you are the superior master. At best, it is to save all sentient beings. At worst, it is just for your own selfish desires." Zhang Dong said with a snort.

These words seemed to anger Yang Muxue, and she immediately said: "You don't understand what sacrifice is at all. I sacrificed my youth, my life, everything, just to let others remember that I have worked hard for the world." .My existence is for the Peach Blossom Spring!"

"It's ridiculous. It's simply wishful thinking to try to use uncontrollable supernatural beings to create a permanent paradise. Moreover, human lives are still needed to fill the heaven in the process of forging it. Why not call it hell?"

Zhang Dong said coldly that he knew very well that the current ghost paintings were different from the ghost paintings in the original work.

Now if you want to bring a living person in, you must first walk through the scroll full of ghosts. There are many dangers in it, and only a few people can survive to the last painting.

The process can be said to be very dangerous, and Yang Muxue did not give them a chance to choose. He just used an indulgent attitude to let the ghost paintings spread wantonly in reality, constantly harvesting everything in reality.

To put it bluntly, she was letting Guihua kill people and then take away the few survivors.

It is euphemistically called the Peach Blossom Spring Project.

"You" Yang Muxue's voice became sharp after hearing this.

"What you said is indeed true, but it's too late now. I won't bother you. Just stay in this painting forever. The only way to leave this painting is behind me, and I leave After that, it will be completely closed, and what will be waiting for you is endless ghosts."

Her voice was particularly cold.

"Don't be too happy too early." Zhang Dong's brows stretched out after hearing this, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a weird smile.

Yang Muxue was a little surprised when she saw it, and suddenly felt a powerful supernatural force approaching quickly from behind.

She immediately turned around and looked around. The first thing that appeared in her field of vision were two pale yellow lights, and then a bloated fat man almost like a mountain of meat came into view.

This is obviously a ghost, and judging from the supernatural power emanating from it, it is absolutely terrifying.

At this moment, it was rushing over at a very fast speed, as if it wanted to kill Yang Muxue with the simplest impact.

"Just a ghost"

But Yang Muxue didn't take it to heart and said in a very disdainful tone.

However, something unusual was soon noticed.

Her body seemed to slow down, as if in slow motion, and she could hardly move. She could only watch helplessly as the ghost rushed up.

An inexplicable fear quickly spread.

"Bang!~"

Her delicate body flew out like a kite with its string broken, unable to resist.

This collision contained extremely terrifying supernatural power, and could even directly put the ghost in her body into a deep sleep.
(End of this chapter)