Li Leping took back his hand and stopped using the power of the Forgotten Ghost.
After the middle-aged man's body fell to the ground, he lost the ability to move and stopped moving.
Li Leping's guess was correct.
The man's corpse is indeed not the real ghost, the real ghost is the black clothes.
"Did you run away?"
Li Leping looked at the old-style black coat on the corpse and saw no movement. It seemed to be no different from ordinary clothes.
However, at this time, a group of corpses with a rotten smell were still surrounding Fang Jun, and the corpse water under his feet was about to be exhausted.
"There is no other way but to try again."
Feeling that the ghost slaves outside the circle were about to move, Fang Jun gritted his teeth, took a heavy breath, and then pressed the outline of the face on his chest.
Soon, the fishy liquid leaked out from the dense holes all over his body again.
The corpses were like puppets that were manipulated at will, squeezing each other, and then their stiff bodies fell to the ground, showing various weird postures.
"While Fang Jun has attracted all the ghost slaves, including that ghost, he will suppress them all in one go."
An invisible, intangible, but actually existing supernatural power instantly covered the place, covering all the ghost slaves.
He looked at Li Leping with horrified eyes.
"Since you can't find it, suppress them all!"
Fang Jun slowly raised his head. The corpses in front of him had fallen down one after another, lying on the ground, losing the ability to move. In other words, they had simply been deprived of their status as ghost slaves.
"is it him?"
Because they no longer remember that they are ghost slaves.
In fact, Li Leping was standing there the whole time.
Fang Jun, whose face was so painful that it seemed ferocious, once again drew a circle on the ground with the liquid that exuded a strong stench.
Targeting your memory specifically, how can you prevent it?
It's simply unbelievable.
Ghost controllers rely on supernatural powers to survive, but the supernatural power that most ghost controllers rely on can only ensure that their bodies will not be easily killed by ghost attacks.
The most fatal thing is, even if you find it, what if it escapes again?
Li Leping is not Yang Jian, and the Forgotten Ghost does not have a ghost domain. He has no way to lock in and rush to the ghost immediately and suppress it.
There is no use panicking, only figuring out how to deal with it is the key to breaking the situation.
Ghosts targeting consciousness.
The ghost in black became much more relaxed as his supernatural power decreased, and the consumption of corpse water began to slow down visibly to the naked eye.
Like a sickle cutting across the field, hundreds of ghost slaves began to fall to the ground one by one, like straw being cut.
He must never use that weird corpse water to fight against ghost attacks, otherwise even if the ghost doesn't revive on the spot, it won't be too long.
"The supernatural power of the Forgotten Ghost suppressing these ghost slaves should not cause too much damage to myself."
The man was condescending and stood quietly on the spot, but a face disappeared from his sight, as if he had never seen that face before.
After cutting off the connection between the ghost slave and the ghost master, the ghost becomes a polished commander.
"Cough, cough cough..."
Because all his ghost slaves were forced by Li Leping's forgetting ability to forget the fact that he was a ghost slave.
This time the putrid smell seemed to be worse than last time. Even if he was surrounded by a group of rotting corpses, he could not cover up the pungent smell.
"Fang Jun can't hold on any longer."
Based on several previous contacts, although Fang Jun could not accurately guess Li Leping's supernatural ability, he could still make some guesses.
But there was no sign of relaxation on Li Leping's face.
You have forgotten that you are a ghost slave, so you are not a ghost slave.
Looking at Fang Jun's increasingly thin and sallow face, Li Leping could tell that Fang Jun was on the verge of reaching his limit.
This was stipulated by Li Leping, or rather by the supernatural power of the Forgotten Ghost.
He felt that some kind of supernatural power was lingering outside his corpse water circle. This sudden intervention of supernatural power seemed to be suppressing the supernatural power of the ghost in black.
"This is an attack on consciousness."
A quick glance revealed a real ghost hidden among the dark crowd.
In this situation, if you don't use all your strength, it will lead to a dead end. Once Fang Jun is consumed to death, the ghost in his body will become another huge trouble.
However, at this moment, he chose to directly kill all the ghost slaves in front of him.
What's scary is that the blackened blood seems to be diluted by being mixed into water. It is extremely dark in color and even carries a faint rancid smell.
But if it is a ghost attack targeting the consciousness, then it is simply impossible to prevent it.
Fang Jun looked at the young man standing on the escalator in disbelief.
At this moment, he didn't hesitate at all.
At that time, there will be two ghosts wandering in this shopping mall building.
However, it is not easy to find that ghost again among hundreds of ghost slaves?
The corners of his mouth and the palms covering his mouth were instantly contaminated with black blood.
He didn't use much supernatural power, so at the end, the corpse that was still standing must be the real ghost.
Suddenly, his face seemed to be covered with an invisible thick fog in Fang Jun's eyes, gradually becoming blurry and starting to become unclear.
The supernatural power of the corpse water once again blocked the attack of the ghost.
Seeing this, Li Leping's eyes moved slightly, but the increasingly bad situation did not affect his thinking.
Fang Jun knelt down on the ground, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed across his face facing the floor.
Every cough was accompanied by spitting out a mouthful of blackened blood.
Li Leping also looked hard.
Li Leping is using the power of forgetfulness to make these dead corpses forget the fact that they have become ghost slaves.
At this moment, the power of forgetting begins to appear.
"Clothes are just a carrier. The ghost can travel to any ghost slave's clothes."
"This is……"
At this moment, all the corpses were still again, and the ghost slave was blocked again.
"Yeah..."
At that time, even if Li Leping had the intention, he would not be able to carry out any more photo-taking tasks.
After drawing this circle, Fang Jun knelt on the ground as if he was completely overdrawn. There was no trace of blood on his sallow face, and he began to cough violently.
Although the number of hundreds of ghost slaves is astonishing, they only have some weak supernatural power.
These ghosts are undoubtedly of an extremely special and rare type.
Even when I was receiving training as a person in charge, I only saw it once in the files at the headquarters.
The situation in the shopping mall building far exceeded his expectations. Too many people were killed by the ghost, and the number of ghost slaves increased to a terrifying number.
As a result, Li Leping had to use the most primitive, that is, the stupidest method that he was forced to use to deal with this unexpected situation.
Otherwise, it is simply impossible to find the real ghost among hundreds of ghost slaves and prevent it from being transmitted to other ghost slaves.
Fortunately, the supernatural power needed to fight against the ghost slave is not too much, and the memory he consumes is not too much, so he can still withstand it.