The ghost blood surged forward, and ghost realms intertwined in the corridor. Lin Qian, who was standing at the end of the corridor, suddenly frowned. A coldness suddenly appeared on him, and a huge force emerged, click, click, click.
The sound of bones twisting sounded. Lin Qian's face was expressionless. He didn't care about the twisted body. Feeling the changes in his body, he looked thoughtful in his eyes. A flash of green and red flashed across his body. He restarted himself and his body instantly returned to its previous state.
Appearance, intact as before.
"Is there an inevitable pattern of killing?"
Lin Qian stood in the darkness, his crimson pupils looking particularly eerie in the darkness.
The intertwined ghost realm was twisted, green and red collided with darkness, and a magnificent scene appeared in front of him. No one could appreciate it except Lin Qian. The ghost blood not far away had almost touched the old man. Lin Qian looked at it.
All this, eyes flashing, it depends on this time whether his guess can be verified.
As long as the restart scope of this evil ghost is determined, it is not easy to clean it up. It is just a nail in the coffin.
Lin Qian's eyes were fixed on the ghost blood, ignoring the body that was twisted into a twist again. Even if the head was twisted and broken into pieces, Lin Qian's eyes did not leave the old man even for a minute or a second.
The ghost blood surged forward and was about to meet the old man, but at this moment, Lin Qian's eyes blurred and his vision suddenly fell into darkness. Time restarted and Lin Qian stood in the aisle again.
Looking at the exact same scene, Lin Qian's eyes narrowed, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the ghost blood slowly returned to his body from the corridor. Two trials were enough, and further trials would not be of any use. According to
Under the current situation, Lin Qian was basically certain that as long as this evil ghost felt a dangerous attack, it would restart without hesitation.
Staring at the old man who was still standing motionless at the fork in the road, Lin Qian had some guesses in his mind. In a supernatural incident, it was impossible for two ghosts with the ability to restart. Terror would suppress and fight each other.
Therefore, this fierce ghost is very likely to be the source ghost in this supernatural incident, which is also commonly known as the Big BOSS...
Reminiscent of the ghost drama of Dajiang City's full recovery, Lin Qian's eyes turned cold. He knew who this evil ghost was, or who he was when he was alive:
"Old guy, you won't stop even after you die."
In the dark corridor, a flash of blue and red flashed, and the ghost realm shrouded the surroundings directly. There was no fight against the darkness. It was meaningless to do this kind of thing now. The old man's ghost realm was the strongest here.
The characteristic of the supernatural land is to suppress the ghost realm. He is the one who is suppressed, especially around the old man. His ghost realm is suppressed the most.
It's not that he can't forcefully tear apart or even completely cover the ghost realm in the supernatural land. It can be done, but it will take time. After all, he has only controlled 40% of the ghost paintings. The ghost realm is not the strongest, and the starving ghost is not.
He is known for being in the ghost realm, so it is normal for him to be suppressed.
Once he has mastered the ghost paintings perfectly, situations like this will never happen again. By then, his ghost realm will be an extremely terrifying supernatural place, with very few or even no ceiling-level existences.
"The leader of the theater troupe, the old guy who plotted against me, now that he has no backup, he still needs me to clean up the mess when he recovers."
Lin Qian gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with gloom. He now wished that this old man could come back to life, and then he would let him die again.
All the ghost blood returned to his body, and his blood-red coat was fluttering slightly. Lin Qian looked at the motionless old man standing there with a ferocious look in his pupils. He suddenly had a very bold idea.
What will happen if he eats a ghost that can be restarted? Will the starving ghost become more terrifying or will the restart take longer? Lin Qian doesn't know this, but he can try it!
Madness appeared in Lin Qian's eyes. The rebooted ghost was terrifying, but also very precious. As long as he ate it, maybe even the Cunning Bride wouldn't be afraid anymore...
Lin Qian's pupils shrank when these thoughts came to his mind. This was caused by excitement. These thoughts aroused some of Lin Qian's remaining emotions.
At the fork in the road, as Lin Qian enveloped himself in the ghost realm, the motionless old man suddenly took a step towards Lin Qian. With this step, Lin Qian's body instantly appeared several places of varying degrees of decay.
Looking at her body that was slowly recovering, Lin Qian raised an eyebrow:
"This triggers a new attack?"
At this moment, the old man took the second step, and Lin Qian was surprised to find that the rot on his body had worsened, and his recovery speed had also slowed down. Of course, that was all, ghosts could not be killed.
Lin Qian looked at Li Gui who continued to walk towards him step by step, his eyes thoughtful, not caring about his already highly decomposed body:
"Is this the completed puzzle piece from the Republic of China? It's really quite vicious."
"But if you don't become an alien, you will eventually die. The old guy in front of you is the best example. He controlled such a terrifying ghost and died of old age. It is simply pitiful and hateful..."
The old man's steps were slow and stiff, his big black and green costume swayed slightly, Lin Qian's eyes swayed slightly, and the rot on his body disappeared instantly:
"Look for an opportunity and nail it with a coffin nail. The prerequisite is that I can't let it use the restart to avoid the coffin nail, otherwise I will lose blood."
"So, I have to think of a way..."
Lin Qian was thinking in his mind, and starving ghosts suddenly appeared in the ghost realm, reaching out to grab the old man. Just when the starving ghosts were about to catch the old man, Lin Qian's pupils lit up, and he thought of a way.
Just for a moment, the air was rippled, and the space was distorted. The starving ghosts who were about to catch the old man all turned into a blue-red smoke and dissipated. Lin Qian's body kept flashing, sometimes illusory, sometimes real. Not only Lin Qian
, the same is true for that fierce ghost, it is also the same as Lin Qian, its body is constantly flashing, illusion and reality are intertwined.
Lin Qian looked at the constant flickering of his body and his pupils narrowed:
"Oh haha, I went too far and restarted time at the same time. There seems to be something wrong."
Lin Qian felt the changes in his body, and there was nothing wrong with him. He just felt something was not right. A coldness appeared and disappeared, and the ghost realm was flickering. He was like this, and so was the old man.
Weirdness and ominousness are spreading, and the surrounding space is constantly distorting and recovering.
But even so, the old man still walked in the direction of Lin Qian, and with the old man's movements, Lin Qian's body was sometimes twisted into twists, and sometimes highly decomposed. However, these attacks only occurred for a moment, and Lin Qian recovered.
As it is, his current situation is very complicated.
The body is flickering, which means that he and the old man are constantly restarting time. Note that restarting time does not restart itself. Restarting itself is to restore the body to a previous normal time period, and restarting time is to restore part of the surroundings.
That is, going back in time...
And he and the old man are currently restarting time, the two ghosts are resisting each other, and something weird seems to be appearing.
Lin Qian suddenly had this idea in his mind, frowned, and had a bad feeling in his heart.
And at this moment, Lin Qian suddenly disappeared. Not only Lin Qian, but also the old man. As they continued to restart time, time seemed to be changing, and they disappeared...
The corridor was silent for a moment. I don't know how long it took. The sound of opera appeared in the corridor, a footstep sounded, and a ghost in costume walked slowly...
The strange coldness began to spread, and the corridor returned to its previous tranquility and tranquility...