The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 80 Trapped in the past
Combined with the abilities displayed by the dead souls, Zhang Dong decided to give the third law to the restart ghosts, which is to control time.

With this rule, Li Qingzhi can achieve many unexpected effects from different angles, just like Meng Xiaodong's invasion.

For example, the time of blocking an area and changing the time of ghost puzzles are far better than simple dismemberment, and the improvement of Li Qingzhi's strength is also obvious.

However, the price of giving new rules is also very high, which directly reduces Zhang Dong's rule pool by [-].

It seemed like a loss-making deal, but after careful consideration, he felt it was a very good deal.

Because the existing pool of [-] rules is temporary and will disappear over time. Instead of waiting for it to disappear, it is better to use it to create new rules. After all, new rules will not disappear.

This way you can accept it happily.

"There are three hundred left, which means I can still create one last law."

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly, thinking about how to use this last opportunity to maximize the benefits.

Now Li Qingzhi no longer needs to add new rules. He already has at least [-]% of the level of the Seventh Elder, and his strength is very terrifying.

Luo Qian was buried in the cemetery again at this moment, and his whereabouts are unknown.

And Zhang Bohua hasn’t appeared yet
Therefore, the only target that can be given regularity at the scene is the Chinese tunic suit on Zhang Dong.

He frowned and looked down at the clothes he was wearing.

This piece of clothing had become very shabby due to the supernatural erosion. It was damaged in several places and the color was much lighter. It looked like it had been picked out of a garbage dump.

However, the supernatural aura it exuded was still very serious, even knocking off the enhanced Li Qingzhi by a large margin.

It is enough to show how terrifying Zhang Dong will be in the future.
After thinking for a while.

Zhang Dong was the first to think of the ability of the dead soul. His method of stealing the future was too outrageous. If it could be used permanently, many problems could be solved.

It would be great if it could be added to the Chinese tunic suit
If you encounter problems in the future, you can rely on your future self. I believe that no one or ghost can deal with it.

"Try it."

Zhang Dong showed some excitement and planned to give the Chinese tunic suit the ability to steal the future.

He raised his left hand and placed it on his chest, closing his eyes, feeling the presence of the clothes, secretly thinking about the rules that were about to be given:
"I will give this dress the order to steal the future."

Subsequently.

He immediately felt the changes in the regular pool.

If successful, the number of rules in the pool should change from three hundred to one hundred.

However, it backfired.

After waiting for a few minutes, the rule pool is still [-] and has not decreased, which means that the new rule has not been successfully assigned.

Failed?
Zhang Dong's expression changed and he checked the regularity ghost in his body.

It is normal, all four abilities are present, and there are no unexpected changes.

"Could it be that the current Chinese tunic suit already has that rule, so it cannot be given repeatedly?"

Thinking hard.

Zhang Dong increasingly felt that this possibility was very high.

Because the current tunic suit has that rule, but it has just been obtained from the dead souls and can be used temporarily.

So if you want to make it permanent, you must wait until the temporary one disappears before adding the permanent one.

In short, the slot is now occupied.

But if it disappears temporarily, it means that the strength Zhang Dong stole from the future will also disappear. Then the law pool will become one hundred and one again, and no laws can be created.

It seems to be stuck in an infinite loop.

The old will not go, and the new will not come.
However, Zhang Dong did not lose heart, but immediately thought of other suitable rules.

"Although I can't steal the short-lived prosperity in the future, I now know how to improve my strength, so I can definitely start from this aspect."

He had thought about this problem before.

The law pool represents his supernatural strength. The greater the number, the stronger the erasure ability, and the ability to steal, change, create, and even passively not be affected by the laws will be correspondingly enhanced.

But it is even more difficult to increase the rule pool, because every time he steals a rule, he will lose another rule, and the total number remains unchanged.

The only time I stole the ink pattern was when I barely managed to increase the total number by one.

Although he didn't know the reason for this, it gave Zhang Dong an idea.

If he wants to improve his strength, he must find a way to quickly add up the number of regular pools.

Now you can do it with this Chinese tunic suit.

"I can definitely give the tunic suit a rule that can quickly increase the quantity, for example."

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly and he tried the operation again.

He put his hand on his chest, targeting the clothes on his body, and murmured:

“I will give this garment the law of disturbing, that is, increasing quantity.”

This ability means that every time Zhang Dong interferes with a law, his own law pool will increase by one.

To put it simply, his erasure ability will become stronger and stronger with use.
It can be considered a very simple and crude method.

Because no one knows how many ghosts there are in this world and how many laws they have. As long as he keeps disturbing them and erasing them, he will improve himself.

Do it all.

Zhang Dong calmed down and felt the changes in the regular pool.

The original number of three hundred decreased rapidly, and soon became one hundred. Even the one he accidentally obtained before was gone, and he was back to the starting point.

However, he discovered the newly created rule in the tunic.

And this law of interference increasing indicates that his progress will be very fast, with almost no upper limit.
Not only did the supernatural power in his body return to normal levels, Zhang Dong's appearance was also changing rapidly.

The wrinkled skin quickly became flat and smooth, the serious face returned to the appearance of a young man, the old palms gradually became blood-colored, and the hair became jet black.

Soon, he transformed into Zhang Dong again, and all the supernatural powers that stole the future disappeared.

This scene made Li Qingzhi stunned, but it was expected, so he didn't express it too much.

"You really opened my eyes. From now on, I feel like I have to call you captain."

Zhang Dong smiled lightly and said: "The captain is not as nice as the elder brother."

"Haha, let's call you big brother." Li Qingzhi laughed, but immediately retracted his smile because he quickly remembered that Zhang Bohua and Luo Qian were still alive and dead.

Now is not the time to relax.

He continued: "The dead soul is dead, but the supernatural space has not receded, and Zhang Bohua has not appeared. Something is wrong."

Zhang Dong's expression changed after hearing this, and he looked around again.

The supernatural space composed of yellow paper has not dissipated, and there is still nothingness around it, except that the yellow paper flying all over the sky is missing.

"It's been so long, but the two spaces haven't been calibrated yet."

"Could it be."

Zhang Dong muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing deeply.

"What is it?" Li Qingzhi asked immediately when he noticed something was wrong in his expression.

"I feel like we've been abandoned by reality."

"What do you mean?"

"The dead soul once said that he existed in the past. When he pulled the three of us into three points in time, the truth may not be what he said: past, present, and future. It is the past, past, and present of the past."

"You mean, in fact, the present here still exists in the past, and the space where Zhang Bohua exists is now?"

After gaining the ability to control time, it was obviously easier for Li Qingzhi to figure out what was going on.

After he and Zhang Dong dealt with the dead souls, they were left in the past. They were unable to align with the real time, and therefore could not return to the real ancestral hall.Maybe, now that Zhang Bohua has returned to the ancestral hall, the two of them are trapped.

"It's very likely that the revenant did it before he died. He cut off the future of this space, so time in this area stopped."

Zhang Dong said solemnly.

"If he can cut off the future of this area, then I can also cut a time gap leading to reality." Li Qingzhi raised the hatchet and said, with the intention of taking action.

He controls time, he can cut time, and he can also cut a time rift leading to the present.

This is not difficult for him to do.

"No!" Zhang Dong said sternly and immediately rejected him.

"If we don't correct our own time first and connect with reality, then the only thing waiting for us will be disappearance."

He has not forgotten what happened to the trapped people at the Caesar Hotel when they escaped.

Playing with time will only lead to death.

Even Zhang Dong didn't dare to do it easily, because what was waiting for him was rejection from the entire world.

I'm afraid even the devil of rules can't protect him.

"But I can only restart myself, or use a hatchet to dismember time, but I can't adjust it." Li Qingzhi said with a frown.

What he said was correct. Although he controlled time, there were also drawbacks.

The hatchet can only cut off the complete timeline, but it cannot connect or piece it together.

This is a one-way ability.

Zhang Dong said: "To solve this situation, we must speed up the flow of time in this space. But looking at the entire supernatural world, no ghost can speed up the flow of time in an area. At best, it can only speed up the speed of personal time."

"You mean Meng Xiaodong?" Li Qingzhi guessed her immediately.

Zhang Dong nodded without responding and took out the crumpled photo from his arms.

In the photo is a young woman, seemingly normal, but harboring a terrifying supernatural power.

Meng Xiaodong can invade, and he can also allow Zhang Dong and Li Qingzhi to invade the time corresponding to reality.

Only she can go in the direction of time and go to distant places.

“It feels like we haven’t seen each other for a long time.”

Zhang Dong stretched out his hand and gently touched Meng Xiaodong's cheek in the photo, feeling a chill coming from his fingertips.

Suddenly, the woman in the photo seemed to feel the touch, and turned her head slightly to look at Zhang Dong.

Then a cold breath filled the air, and the two of them instantly seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

"She is coming."

Li Qingzhi's expression changed, he took back the hatchet and protected the blade.

The two stepped back, leaving a large space.

The crumpled photo was shrouded in a black shadow. The shadow was so light that you could see what was behind it.

The shadow appears to be that of a person, with its arms holding the photo.

The photo quickly faded, but the woman inside quickly expanded, and soon overlapped with the faint shadow.

Within ten seconds, Meng Xiaodong appeared.

She paused as if she had just woken up, and then looked at Zhang Dong, frowning slightly: "The clothes are very nice, and you look handsome in them."

After hearing her speak, Zhang Dong breathed a sigh of relief: "This dress costs 30 yuan."

Meng Xiaodong looked at him again, showing a disgusted expression: "Don't you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Dong's face darkened.

It turned out that she disliked the tatters of the clothes.
Li Qingzhi almost laughed out loud.

"Okay, what do you want from me? I'm still dealing with supernatural events over there, so I don't have much time." Meng Xiaodong looked serious and looked around at the same time.

"We are trapped in the past, and only you can help us go back." Zhang Dong said.

"Good to say."

Meng Xiaodong didn't do any ink, his expression suddenly condensed, and the cold aura from his body spread out, covering the two of them when it came into contact.

Then, she controlled this supernatural force to affect the time in the two bodies, gradually moving closer to reality.

Although there was no change in the two people's perspectives, the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly, like a fast-playing movie, everything was flying by.

After a few seconds, the surroundings no longer looked like a supernatural space, and turned into the room of the Taiping Ancestral Hall.

The cold breath receded.

"It's incredible, the supernatural aura in this room is very strong, and it is somewhat similar to my ability. My ability is to make the past invade to the present, but this supernatural power is to make the past appear out of thin air, but it requires a medium. OK."

As soon as he stepped into this ancestral hall, Meng Xiaodong immediately smelled the smell of danger.

"It's the ability to summon souls." Zhang Dong explained, while looking around, he saw no trace of Zhang Bohua.

Meng Xiaodong nodded thoughtfully: "Is there anything else? I'll leave if it's okay. There are still supernatural incidents to deal with over there."

After saying that, her figure seemed to disappear.

"and many more."

Zhang Dong stopped her and signaled Li Qingzhi to go find Zhang Bohua first, because he had more important things to ask Meng Xiaodong.

He took out a piece of white paper from his arms, stamped with the seal of the Supernatural Society, which he had taken from the owner of the paper shop.

"What's going on? What's the relationship between your organization and those foreigners? Why did you allow them to take over Taiping Town?"

Zhang Dong said in a solemn tone.

"This" Meng Xiaodong's expression changed and he took the document, "it was approved by the president. I don't know the reason why."

"President? Who is he?" Zhang Dong asked.

Meng Xiaodong shook his head: "No one knows his name. We only know that he is very strong, so strong that he has almost no opponents."

Zhang Dong frowned when he heard this: "Such a strong person would actually collude with foreigners?"

"perhaps."

Meng Xiaodong suddenly seemed lost and stopped mid-sentence.

"No matter who he is, if he colludes with foreign forces, he is Zhang Dong's enemy. I will deal with him and those foreigners together so that they will never dare to set foot in this country again."

Zhang Dong's tone suddenly became serious, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

No matter how unspeakable the president of the Supernatural Society is, it is not a reason for him to collaborate with the enemy.This is a typical traitor, and it is still such a critical period.

Meng Xiaodong's heart trembled. She was startled by his aura. She hesitated and said, "Maybe you should meet him."

"He'd better not look forward to that day. By the time I see him, it will be his death."

At this time, Li Qingzhi's hurried shouting suddenly sounded from behind the ancestral hall:

"Brother, Zhang Bohua is here."

Zhang Dong's eyes moved and he immediately looked for it.

Meng Xiaodong also followed closely.

The two of them followed the direction of the sound and came to a certain room in the ancestral hall. An old man standing immediately appeared in their field of vision, with Li Qingzhi next to him.

This old man is Zhang Bohua.

But what shocked the two of them was that Zhang Bohua had no head at this moment, and there was nothing above his neck.

(End of this chapter)