Listening to Su Yuan's sincere words, Feng Quan's face turned gloomy.
He did feel that there seemed to be something wrong with his memory, but maybe because the supernatural influence had not completely dissipated, he was not sure that everything Su Yuan said was right.
I just felt like something was wrong.
If Su Yuan really wanted to harm himself, it seemed that he wouldn't have to go to such trouble at all. If nothing else, a starving ghost could kill him.
"Then what exactly do you want to do..."
"I'll help you change your memory back. Don't worry, I'm a good person!"
Su Yuan's expression was calm, but Junxiong's hands on the other side of Su Yuan stretched strangely and touched Feng Quan's head.
He did not approach the grave soil rashly. The grave soil was too strange and he could not take too many risks.
"You...don't mess around..."
Feng Quan's eyelids twitched, as if he knew what Su Yuan was going to do.
This guy wants to starve himself out?
"Don't worry, the monk's name will not be messed up!"
Junxiong pinched Feng Quan's head with both hands and jerked it up, but did not directly pull Feng Quan out of the grave as he imagined.
At this moment, Feng Quan's body, which was buried in the grave, seemed to have merged with the grave. It was also as if there was something extremely heavy inside the grave that held back the other half of his body, preventing him from leaving so easily.
Although no one knows how strong a ghost is, it is definitely much stronger than a strong adult man.
As the starving ghost exerted its strength, Feng Quan suddenly felt extremely painful, as if his head was about to be crushed. His face instantly turned red, and he began to cough violently several times, yelling in pain, and making a lot of secret noises.
The brown grave soil was spat out.
It seemed that his body was gradually turning into clay, from the inside out.
However, even if Junxiong pulled hard, Feng Quan's body remained motionless and was still buried in the grave. His neck was stretched so long that his bones, skin and flesh seemed to be torn apart, but he still could not leave the grave.
Seeing this scene, Su Yuan frowned.
"This grave soil is very weird. No wonder even the ghost fog can restrain it. If there are no external factors, even if the ghost is buried in it, it will be difficult to escape. It seems that brute force will not work..."
After thinking for a moment, Su Yuan directly took out the mourning stick that had not been used for a long time and handed it to Aunt Mei.
The ability of this thing is very special. It can suppress one ghost at the expense of another ghost, so that both sides maintain a balanced state.
Of course, this also depends on the supernatural level of both parties. It does not mean that they can be suppressed without thinking. For example, some very special ghosts cannot be suppressed.
Aunt Mei held the mourning stick and directly inserted the other end of the stick into the soil. Suddenly, a certain heavy burden in the grave disappeared in an instant.
Feng Quan was directly lifted out of the grave by Junxiong.
And the already-formed grave mound began to collapse instantly as if it had lost some strength support, turning into a puddle of mud with the smell of corpses, no longer as weird as before.
Now that the suppression no longer existed, Su Yuan directly ordered Aunt Mei to put away the mourning stick, because Aunt Mei's assistance was still needed next.
He looked at the grave soil, and among the pile of collapsed grave soil, he could see a human-shaped outline made of accumulated soil.
This humanoid silhouette has hands, feet, a head and a face, like a complete corpse buried in the soil.
However, the ghost buried in the grave has not yet fully recovered.
After Junxiong pulled Feng Quan out, grave soil continued to appear on Feng Quan's body, hoping to form a new grave mound within a period of time.
If it is not stopped, the situation just now will happen very easily.
However, Su Yuan would not just watch this happen.
Chu Renmei on the other side had long been prepared, and the ghost hair immediately wrapped around him, and then the dark ghost figure stood up and invaded Feng Quan's body, helping him suppress the ghost's recovery.
With the invasion of two supernatural beings, Feng Quan's recovery was immediately suppressed.
But this is temporary.
Once Chu Renmei takes back the ghost, Feng Quan will continue to revive the ghost.
At this time, Su Yuan walked to Feng Quan with the old blood-stained newspaper.
Under the double suppression of ghost hair and ghost shadow, Feng Quan looked at Su Yuan with wide eyes. He couldn't tell whether his eyes were angry or frightened, but he couldn't move or speak?
"Don't be nervous, just take a nap and you'll be fine. When you wake up, the rain has passed and the sky has cleared up. I don't know how many memories that ghost has changed for you, but I will change them all for you intact. You will still be the same in the future."
A good responsible person.”
Su Yuan spread out the old newspaper in his hand, and then slowly covered Feng Quan's face.
As soon as the newspaper came into contact with the face, it clung strangely to the skin, as if it had fused into one body, quickly contracted and stuck together, and soon the outline of Feng Quan's facial features appeared on the newspaper.
At this moment, Feng Quan felt as if his head was covered by a plastic bag. A strong sense of suffocation came over him. He opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe, but what he got was a blood-stained newspaper stuck tighter.
Gradually, he fainted and lost consciousness.
"It seems like this is not the first time..."
For some reason, Feng Quan suddenly remembered that he had experienced this kind of thing before, but he had forgotten the time and place.
"Success?"
Su Yuan looked at this strange scene and waited quietly.
Because this is the first time I have tried to use this ghost newspaper to tamper with other people's memories, and this thing is not produced by the system, and its safety and stability cannot be guaranteed, so necessary experiments and attempts are necessary.
Didn't have to wait long.
Soon the newspaper posted on Feng Quan's face seemed to relax, giving people a feeling of relaxation.
At this time, Su Yuan reached out and tore the newspaper off Feng Quan's face.
As expected, the newspaper was torn off easily.
Also torn off was Feng Quan's entire face.
"Success!"
Su Yuan's eyes narrowed and he saw Feng Quan's face on the damn newspaper.
At this moment, Feng Quan, who had lost his face, also lost consciousness. His memory was taken away at this moment, but his body still maintained its previous state, and he did not suffocate to death because he had no nose and mouth to breathe.
Supernatural and unscientific phenomena cannot be judged by common sense.
Similarly, Su Yuan also saw several lines of crooked handwriting next to Feng Quan's face stuck on the newspaper. The handwriting was the same as before.
"Forget about being attacked."
"Find the right opportunity and kill Yang Jian, he is your enemy."
"obey......"
The contents are similar, basically they all attack Yang Jian, and the ghost hates Yang Jian deeply.
Su Yuan curled his lips, wiped off the fonts on it, and suddenly realized something. This face had been removed. He seemed like he couldn't put it back on, right?
Newspapers seem to only have the ability to pick faces...
Yang Jian originally used the ghost ability to splice it back together, so what did he use?
Su Yuan subconsciously looked at Junxiong and then at Aunt Mei, the latter two also looked at Su Yuan without saying a word.