The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 85 Dark Space
After the residents of Taiping Town learned that the ancestral hall had lost to Zhang Dong, they spontaneously formed a group and came to Taiping Inn the next day.

It's just that these people didn't want to meet this legendary figure, but instead wanted to spy on him and try to measure him.

Faced with provocation, Zhang Dong naturally would not let go of this opportunity and planned to teach these unscrupulous residents a lesson.

As Li Qingzhi's hatchet fell.

The space in front of Taiping Inn was split in half, time was also affected, and everyone was pulled into a time and space that was staggered from reality.

In the eyes of the outside world, Mr. Liu and others, they seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"It's not a ghost realm, but some kind of alternative supernatural space. It's incredible. Before, the guy with the knife hadn't shown such strength. I didn't expect that he had improved so much in just a short time."

Mr. Liu squinted his eyes, with a hint of admiration in his tone.

"Perhaps we are all wrong. A few of them do have the ability to solve the ancestral hall, especially Zhang Dong. The strength and potential shown have almost no upper limit, which is far beyond the reach of these old bones in this town. We old guys are really happy It’s so eye-catching.”

Chen Zhijiang also said in a serious tone.

After seeing everyone disappear, the middle-aged woman behind him showed her head to check, her face full of astonishment.

Perhaps she had never thought that someone could exert supernatural power to such an extent.
The open space in front of the inn.

at different times.

Darkness shrouded this area, and there was no visible light. Only thick, ink-like shadows spread along the surface of the space, squirming, and detecting the residents who were chaotic in the darkness.

This is Li Qingzhi's domain, and within a certain period of time, he will be the master of this area.

The hatchet with superimposed attack power and the control time of the restart ghost allowed him to easily cut off the connection between this space and reality, making it lose its future.

He learned this trick from the dead souls in the ancestral hall, and the decomposed area can be said to be a unique supernatural place.

Any ability related to the ghost realm cannot be invaded, because it is not a supernaturally constructed space, but the time is different from reality. You must use the abilities related to range restart to calibrate before entering.

However, his knife will not completely seal time, but will leave a gap, which will slowly extend, spontaneously calibrating with reality.

Otherwise, if the connection is completely cut off, time will no longer flow here, and you and others will be trapped.

Calculate the time.

There is about half an hour left before returning to reality, which is enough time to deal with these residents.

"I have seen everyone's footprints, including that snake-hearted woman. It only takes one knife to end their lives, do you need me to do it?"

Li Qingzhi stood in the darkness, looking forward with cold eyes, and his tone was extremely cold, like a cold corpse speaking.

Next to him were Zhang Dong and Zhang Bohua, both of whom were also motionless, just patiently listening to the noise coming from the darkness ahead.

Obviously, this group of people was frightened by the sudden darkness, and subconsciously formed teams, gathering together to explore in the darkness.

"My purpose is not to kill them, but to suppress them. These people are part of Taiping Town. They cannot die so easily. They must at least deal with a few supernatural events before they die." Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly. I don't intend to kill him.

Killing them is not too easy, but after killing them, it will take a long time to replenish so many ghost masters, which will weaken the entire supernatural circle.

Now that foreign forces are ready to take action, supernatural incidents occur frequently in our own country, and the situation is not optimistic. It is still necessary to focus on the overall situation, not to act on impulse.

"Of course, in addition to the one named Li Yan, the woman who imprisoned He Liansheng must die. The others can just be taught a lesson." Zhang Dong added.

"It's a pity that we can't kill people. The ghosts in these people are quite special. I guess they can be sold for a lot of money." Zhang Bohua's tone was slightly disappointed, but then his expression changed and he revealed a sinister smile. "Although you can't kill them, it doesn't mean you can't blackmail them." It’s not too much for each of them to pay for a supernatural item as money to buy their lives, right?”

"up to you."

Zhang Dong said coldly, and then walked towards the darkness.

As if the darkness in front of him was afraid of him, it moved away automatically, making way for him to see what was ahead.

But every few meters he walked, the newly illuminated area behind him was once again covered by ghosts.

It looked like there was an invisible searchlight above his head, deliberately allowing people around him to detect his presence.

Zhang Dong knew very well that this was done by Li Qingzhi to make himself feel as if he was not affected by the darkness. To deal with those who have poor psychological defense, there is almost no need to take action, but this can give a great sense of oppression.

Looking at Zhang Dong's figure submerged in the darkness, Zhang Bohua also smiled and said: "Okay, I'll go in and see what good things I can find. Today is really a good day."

Controlling his mental ability, he also disappeared from where he was.

Li Qingzhi felt the footprints detected by the ghost with an indifferent expression, searching for the woman who captured He Liansheng in the shadows of the past.

Soon, he found it.

Almost without hesitation, he raised the knife, and then slashed straight down the woman's shadow from beginning to end.
The scream of a middle-aged woman suddenly rang out in the darkness, but it stopped after just one sound.

The woman died in the hands of the hatchet, and all the ghosts in her body were split in half.

She died with terror, and even the two eyes spread across two halves of her face could not prevent people from thinking of the great terror she suffered before her death.

"She's dead?"

A man said, holding an oil lamp that emitted a faint red light, with an expression of disbelief.

Because just after darkness fell, he immediately took out the kind of oil lamp that is common in the town. There is a scarlet eye on the oil lamp. Just light it up to envelope the people around you. It can usually shield and isolate many external supernatural forces. , can now bring some light.

But just now, this woman was within the range shrouded in red light, but she died without any warning, without any use of her supernatural power.

This made other people feel palpitations.

"I have seen such a way of death. A foreigner died like this before. If I remember correctly, it should be the man with a hatchet among the three of them. He can cut people from a long distance out of thin air. He should be using some kind of medium."

A man said hurriedly, subconsciously moving closer to the oil lamp that emitted red light.

"We have only touched the ground before, and it must be footprints. Quick, Lao Zhao, use your broom to sweep away the footprints so that the man can't find us."

Another person's voice sounded, and it could be heard from his voice that he was older than the others, his tone was more steady, and he was not too panicked.

When the man named Lao Zhao heard this, he immediately pulled out a one-meter-long broom from the basket behind him. With the faint red light emitted by the ghost eyes, everyone could see its appearance clearly.

This broom is no different from an ordinary one. It is made of bamboo branches and broom grass. It is light yellow in color and somewhat rough in workmanship. There are many leaves on it and there are even a few obvious gaps.

It looks like there is no way to clean anything.But there was a very narrow blood band at the bottom. The blood band was so red that it looked like paint, as if it had been dyed on purpose.

However, only the user, Lao Zhao, knew that this broom was passed down from his family and that the blood in the blood band on it came from a ghost.

This blood has extremely strong suppression ability. Just sweep it at the ghost and let the blood stick to the ghost, and you can suppress the ghost for a short time.

If it is usually used to sweep the floor, then ghosts will be suppressed if they step on the area where blood is left on the ground.

Not only that, this broom can also sweep away supernatural traces, mediums, and even curses left on the ground.

Lao Zhao just took out his broom, and the kerosene lamp with ghost eyes made a hissing sound. Apparently, the supernatural power it emitted had affected the formation of the ghost realm.

Without hesitation, he circled around the few people present and spread the blood evenly in a circle, directly dispersing the wriggling black shadows on the ground.

Then, he took out a few pairs of paper shoes and gave each person a pair to wear.

"If you stay in this circle, your footprints will not be found, but we can't stay here forever. You put on the paper shoes made by the paper shop, they can temporarily withstand the erosion of blood, and then stick to my broom With the blood on it, you can walk around in the dark at will."

Lao Zhao said with serious eyes while looking at the other four people present.

Fortunately, just after darkness fell, the more than 20 people present gathered together and dispersed, otherwise the things I carried with me would not be able to protect everyone.

You must know that the ghost broom cannot be used casually. If used too much, the whole broom will be covered with blood, and the broom will be out of control.

But it is easy to wash away the blood. You only need to go to the well behind the shroud shop and use the well water to easily melt the blood.

It’s just that I can’t worry about so much right now, so I have to use it sparingly.

After everyone put on their shoes and stepped on the blood left by Old Zhao, the white paper shoes turned bright red.

The chill at the feet spread along the spinal cord to the brain, and everyone shivered.

If this paper shoe hadn't blocked them, I'm afraid they would have been suppressed by now.

"Walk."

The man holding the oil lamp scanned the darkness vigilantly, motioning for everyone to follow, and then stepped on the black ghost figure.

As his feet landed, the red blood on the shoes took effect, and the ghost began to move away spontaneously.

Every step he takes leaves a bright red footprint on the ground, preventing the ghost from moving forward.

The red footprints are weird in nature. They are a little unclear when mixed with the black, giving off a somewhat ominous atmosphere.

And on the other side of this darkness.

Li Qingzhi seemed to suddenly sense something, and his expression moved slightly.

"Someone left."

"No, someone broke the restrictions of ghosting"

He clearly felt that several people who were originally standing on the ghost shadow actually disappeared. Not only did the people disappear, but even the footprints were blocked by some supernatural force, making it impossible for the ghost shadow to detect.

"Interesting, looks like I have to do it myself"

His eyes moved slightly, but his figure sank, and he soon melted into the ghostly figure at his feet.

Lao Zhao and others are here.

They had been groping in the dark for a while and found that this place was much larger than they imagined, and they could not get out just by walking.

The tension in the team increased.

"Now we are in the dark and they are in the light. We can't just run away. We must take the initiative to find that guy and kill him."

A woman in the team said sternly, "We were originally going to teach them a lesson, but now they are treating us like monkeys. We have already lost our face! Weren't you all very capable just now? Why are you so dumb now?" "

The woman's voice was sharp and sharp, causing pain in the eardrums of others.

But no one refuted, they all walked their own way in silence, seeming to agree with her words.

Because they also know that they and others do not have the capital to resist now, and they cannot even break this darkness, let alone confront Li Qingzhi head-on.

So now it's best to join up with others, combine other people's abilities, and figure out a solution together.

"Are you all mute?"

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, the woman continued to yell even louder, as if she didn't care whether such a loud sound would cause danger, "A group of people, not even a ghost, was caught like a mouse!"

"Sun Guoan, take care of your mother-in-law!"

At this time, a man in the team yelled angrily, obviously he couldn't understand her face, "I'm already angry when I eat it, but she's still chattering here, and if I keep yelling at her, she'll never be able to speak!"

The woman immediately retorted: "Lao Li, don't yell at me here, you are in trouble, right? If you are so powerful, why don't you kill the three people on the other side?"

"Okay, just stop saying a few words!" Sun Guoan frowned, showing a bit of anger and a bit of helplessness, "You never stopped at home, and now at this juncture, you are still making trouble! Just now! You just quarreled with that old lady from Chen’s family, and now you’re quarreling with us! Please calm down for a while!”

"Okay, Sun Guoan. Now that your wings are strong, you dare to speak to me in this tone! Okay, when this matter is over, let my father take care of you." The woman showed a crazy look, and her tone became more aggressive, "If my old man Here, I’m better than you guys.”

Lao Li said: "Then why did he stand on the neutral team! Didn't he feel that he couldn't beat him and shouldn't beat him? I shouldn't have listened to you. If you leave earlier, this mess will be gone!"

"What does it mean to be invincible? My father doesn't want to interfere with the affairs of younger generations like us. He lets us practice our skills. Who knows that none of you will be useful!"

"Okay, stop shouting, someone is coming from ahead!"

Old Zhao shouted angrily, moved closer to the man holding the oil lamp, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the darkness ahead, there was a small light spot that continued to approach.

This light spot grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became a light spot, and a figure faintly appeared in the light spot.

The figure didn't seem to notice them, and kept getting closer, with a leisurely pace.

But the distance was too far, and no matter how hard they looked with their eyes wide open, they couldn't see the man's appearance clearly. They could only see that he seemed to be wearing a tattered tunic suit.
(End of this chapter)