"Captain Lin lost the starving ghost? And he also has some amnesia? Li Leping, do you know what you are talking about?" Fang Shiming looked at Li Leping: "If Captain Lin lost the starving ghost and lost his memory, what does it mean? Don't you know?
It won’t be clear.”
If Lin Qian really loses the Starving Ghost and still has some amnesia, then they can declare that they can live and work here in peace and contentment. How can Lin Qian restart time without the Starving Ghost? How can he take them back?
Li Leping was very calm after hearing Fang Shiming's words: "So we have to find Captain Lin as soon as possible. We will never know what happened to him. Although he lost the starving ghost, it does not prevent him from being ours."
The only hope to go back."
In the deserted city lord's palace, Fang Shiming was silent. Li Leping's words were correct. Their only hope now was in Lin Qian. Regardless of whether he was a starving ghost or not, he was the hope of the three of them.
"That's the truth. We have no way of knowing Captain Lin's situation. Although Captain Lin lost the starving ghost, it doesn't mean that he can't be recovered. So you are right. We should find Captain Lin as soon as possible.
, it is more meaningful to follow Captain Lin than to do blind research here on our own." Wei Jing said.
There is nothing wrong with Wei Jing's words, and Fang Shiming doesn't know what to say. This is the only situation now. There is no other choice. It is better to have a glimmer of hope than nothing.
Thinking of this, Fang Shiming asked a question: "In this case, where is Captain Lin now? How can we find him?"
"I saw the exact map from the memory of the head of the Zishu Division. Based on the direction Captain Lin took, we can easily calculate his current approximate location." Li Leping said.
"It's easy in this case. You can reach a place in a few minutes at most by using Guixiao." Fang Shiming said.
"In that case, let's hurry up." Wei Jing looked at the sky and realized it was getting late and it was time to hit the road.
Hearing this, the two of them turned around and walked out of the city lord's mansion without saying anything. Wei Jing took out the ghost rope around his waist and said, "I'm going to catch the evil ghosts in the city. You guys go first."
After saying that, Wei Jing disappeared into the sudden darkness. Seeing this scene, Li Leping and Fang Shiming didn't care. They knew that since he was hung up and whipped by the evil ghost on Lin Qian, Wei Jing would only encounter him now.
Basically, they won't let go of the evil spirits.
According to Wei Jing's own opinion, he is now weak, and he feels uneasy even if Gui Cha's suppression quota does not reach 300.
Li Leping and Fang Shiming were speechless about Wei Jing's phobia of insufficient combat power.
After walking out of the city lord's mansion, the two of them waited for Wei Jing outside the city. Based on the current level of terror of the ghosts, it would not be too easy to capture the evil ghosts in the city who had just resurrected from the corpse of Zishuwei.
"By the way, I heard you say before that you invaded the memory of the person named Zishu. What is his strength? According to the ranking of the battle power of the Imperial Division, the head of the Zishu Division seems to be the strongest. Have you found out?
Kill him?" Fang Shiming, who was leaning against the city wall, lit one of his few cigars and asked.
Hearing Fang Shiming ask about this, Li Leping thought for a while and said: "The strength is not bad, a little stronger than Chen Long, but the attack method is stronger than Chen Long, and the life-saving method is not very good."
"So I made him forget about the fact that he was alive."
"Huh? Forgot the fact that you are still alive? How did you do it? Can you tell me?" Fang Shiming became interested. He likes to eat this kind of interesting and weird melon.
"It's actually very simple." Li Leping said it openly without hiding it; "After I invaded his memory and got the information I wanted, I tried the method I came up with."
After hearing Li Leping's narration, Fang Shiming's eyes began to twinkle. It was interesting to listen to other people's stories.
"I first made him temporarily forget that he could use ghosts, and then lied to him that the ghosts on his body had become silent. In this way, he was equivalent to an ordinary person, but it could only last for a while. After all, the ghosts on him were still a bit scary.
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"Then I forgot the balance of those evil ghosts, which was equivalent to destroying the balance of him becoming an alien. This completely made him an ordinary person. Then I first forgot the fact that he was a human being, and then lied to himself.
It's a mayfly. In order to make him completely believe it, I implanted a memory that I modified into him, which is a life of a mayfly."
"You also know the virtues of a mayfly. It is a creature that lives and dies. It was already dusk at that time. This also saves me the process of deceiving him."
"After doing this, I told him that you had already spent the day. Under various influences, he believed that when the sun completely disappeared, he died and the evil ghost revived. Soon, there was no room for recovery.
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"Originally, I just gave it a try. I never thought it would be successful, but I didn't expect the process to go smoothly and the result is very satisfying to me."
Fang Shiming looked at Li Leping. The cigar in his hand was still in his mouth. His face was a little stiff. He was silent for a while before he said:
"Don't use this method on me. I don't want to die as a fly."
Fang Shiming took a deep breath of his cigar and gained a new understanding of Li Leping's terror.
Hearing Fang Shiming's somewhat incomprehensible words, Li Leping was a little surprised: "Why should I use such troublesome operations on you?"
Fang Shiming:……
Fang Shiming was silent. He looked at Li Leping a little aggrieved: "Am I that weak?"
Well……
Li Leping silently looked up at the sky. The sun is really nice today, suitable for sun appreciation.
Seeing Li Leping looking up at the sun, Fang Shiming twitched the corner of his mouth. He smoked a cigar and became even more depressed. Is this the sadness of being too weak?
The city wall was high and wide, and the blue boulders looked very layered. Wei Jing walked out of the city. He looked at the two people with a strange atmosphere and was confused: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Seeing that Wei Jing was done, Fang Shiming calculated the time and found that only one minute had passed. Wei Jing was really fast.
"It's nothing. Now that it's over, let's go and just follow my ghost." Li Leping said.
Seeing that neither of them wanted anything, Wei Jing didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and said, "Okay, it's best to find Captain Lin as soon as possible."
"Well, let's go then."
As he spoke, Li Leping exuded a faint mist. The mist gathered into a thin line and swept quickly in one direction.
When Fang Shiming saw this scene, he did not hesitate. His body disappeared directly on the spot. A gust of wind blew up and followed the mist.
Wei Jing waited for them to leave for a while before he activated his ghost and chased after them. If he were with them, their ghost would be suppressed.
The darkness flashed in the air and rushed into the distance.
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"Should we go this way? Well, that should be it."
On an official road, a young man carrying a long sword lowered his head and looked at a yellow note in his hand, then looked at a fork in the road ahead, his eyes thoughtful.
"According to what the note says, you have to go to the left to find the Creepy Bride and the Starving Ghost. If that's the case, then I understand."
Lin Qian put the note away and walked towards the intersection on the right: "This should be the left."
In the distance, there are towering green mountains, green water and tall forests, birds singing, animals howling into the abyss, and in the mountain countryside, a young man is walking alone all the way.
Behind the young man, a strange red cupboard is following the young man, and the young man seems to have no idea about it.
Daegan, Kyoto.
Prince Ping's Mansion.
The green and black haze covered the entire Prince Ping's Mansion, and the coldness intertwined on the swaying old locust trees. The branches and leaves were floating, and the big red coffin among the several old locust trees was exuding terror.
"Where is this? Is this Prince Ping's Mansion?" A beggar with disheveled hair looked at the people lying on the ground, his face full of horror.
It was as if he was the only one left in the dark world.
In the huge Prince Ping's Mansion, the beggars and common people lying on the ground one by one looked like a large, densely packed area, with about a thousand people. These were all the beggars and common people who had been driven in.
Their eyes were closed tightly, as if they were asleep, but their expressions were changing, including fear, confusion, panic, and despair.
The disheveled young man looked at the people at his feet, his eyes full of confusion. He didn't know what happened or why it was like this.
All he knew was that after they were driven into Prince Ping's Mansion, everyone fell to the ground without any warning, except for him and a little girl.
In the dark and quiet Prince Ping's palace, they seemed to be the only two people who were still awake. The beggar young man looked at the little girl squatting on the ground holding her head and crying, feeling a little confused.
A cold haze floated in the air, and suddenly several sounds of tearing flesh and blood were heard. The beggar young man was suddenly startled, and he looked around him warily.
Cold sweat seeped out from his back, soaking through his tattered clothes.
"what sound?"
The young man swallowed and looked around. The blue-black haze affected his vision. It took him a while to find the location where the sound came from.
When he saw clearly the situation over there, his eyes shrank to the smallest size, unspeakable fear appeared in his heart, and his body was trembling.
In the haze not far away, I saw several people lying on the ground. Their frightened and desperate faces were suddenly cut open by something, and the hideous wounds were bleeding gurglingly.
Blood flowed, and the wounds seemed to tear the entire head. The young man could clearly see that half of the head was slowly falling to the ground.
The white brain matter and blood were mixed together, and for the first time he saw the color of the word "brain", which turned out to be a dull pink.
Tsk tsk...
The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart continued. Listening to the sound in his ears, the young man's mind was in a mess and he was already in a state of confusion.
He only had one thought in his mind at the moment, that is, those people were dead, killed by something while they were sleeping, something was killing people in their dreams!