After Feng Quan yelled, the remaining ghost masters also started to work together, unleashing all the ghost power in their bodies.
It's not about consumption now.
Now everyone has only one idea - to restrain this ghost.
The process went smoothly. More than a dozen ghost controllers exerted their strength at the same time. The scene was like a martial arts battle. Some people exposed their breasts, exposing the rotten flesh on their chests. There was either a human face on their chests, or a stick sticking out from behind.
Only hands that don’t belong to you.
Some people's hands and feet no longer belong to them, and the most ruthless ones even took off the masks on their faces, revealing signs of decay on their heads, which looked extremely terrifying.
However, after all, they have the advantage in numbers, and they know Gui Cha's killing patterns in advance, so even though Gui Cha has killed a group of people at the training base and the number of suppressed people has increased, in the face of this group of top people in the country
When it comes to controlling ghosts, the suppression quota it has is somewhat insufficient.
It can be said that it is very easy to resist the first round of attacks, and there are enough people to take action, so the consumption of everyone using the power of the ghost is not too big.
"not good!"
Suddenly, someone let out an exclamation.
Because the figure in the darkness disappeared.
There was no time to analyze and think carefully, and there was no time to even be slightly shocked.
Immediately, a clear sound of footsteps came from the darkness again.
Vaguely, a figure hidden in the darkness loomed, walking towards this side.
Many people's eyes suddenly shrank and their hearts trembled.
"How is it possible? It's restarted now? This thing has been restricted and can be imprisoned just now. How come it disappeared in the blink of an eye and then reappeared?!" A ghost controller who had never seen such a posture before
The reporter couldn't help but roared.
The ghost masters who can stand here are all the top ghost masters in the country, and they can be said to be well-informed in supernatural events.
However, almost no one has seen such a naughty ghost.
Facing the attacks of more than a dozen ghost masters, the ghosts in the darkness directly chose to restart.
A new ghost appeared and walked toward everyone again.
This ability to restart at every turn makes most people feel numb.
Although the worst among them is a ghost controller who has controlled two ghosts, he cannot withstand such continuous consumption.
The ghost can be restarted the first time, the second time, and the third time.
Anyway, ghosts don't need to worry about the cost of using supernatural powers.
But they can't.
It is not difficult for them to resist one or two ghost attacks, and it is even somewhat easy for them.
But the question is, what happens next?
The ghost is restarted a hundred times, two hundred times, it is still the ghost.
But how can these ghost masters experience such consumption?
If they really use the power of the ghosts one or two hundred times, even if they control two ghosts and achieve a supernatural balance, they will not be able to withstand such consumption.
In the continuous confrontation between humans and ghosts, humans will definitely lose.
"The ghost is probably targeting you."
While everyone was busy fending off the attacks of ghosts, Li Leping suddenly spoke and looked at Wang Xiaoming.
He knew the reason why the ghost mission was targeting Wang Xiaoming, but he needed a reasonable logical chain to guide everyone to think in this direction.
It’s impossible to tell everyone that I opened God’s perspective and knew that when Yang Jian was at the training base, he tampered with Gui Cha’s killing rules, causing Gui Cha to mistakenly think that his quota was “zero”, so he prioritized targeting those who had no body in his body.
A fierce ordinary person, right?
"What's the meaning?"
Wang Xiaoming was the first to react. After all, he was the only one on the field who didn't need to take action, but only needed to think.
"Literally, there is something wrong with Gui Cha's killing pattern. We have so many ghost masters here, which definitely does not meet the ghost's attack targets. The number of ghosts we have is unlikely to be smaller than Gui Cha's suppression quota, but it still targets
We are here." Li Leping said.
"So you suspect that the problem is not with the ghost controller, but with me, an ordinary person?" Wang Xiaoming immediately understood what he meant.
"You can try." After saying that, Li Leping handed over a scapegoat.
He took this out of the basket quietly while everyone was focusing on fighting against the ghosts.
He kept the bamboo basket with him because there was never a suitable time to hand it over to Wang Xiaoming.
Anyway, no one paid attention to him, and no one saw him take out a scapegoat doll from the inconspicuous bamboo basket in his hand.
There are enough scapegoat dolls in the basket, so consuming one is nothing.
Looking at the shabby doll that was freshly released from the basket and had not even had time to recover its ability to move, but was still securely held in Li Leping's hand, Wang Xiaoming took the scapegoat doll without hesitation, then directly cut his finger and dripped blood on the scapegoat.
On the doll.
Experimental consumption is necessary. Compared with meaningless resistance against ghosts, or direct unnecessary casualties, it is naturally the safest to use some special means to verify Li Leping's conjecture.
At the same time, he said to Li Jun who was in charge of guarding beside him: "Call Yang Jian and ask him if he did anything to Gui Cha."
The murderous pattern of Li Gui cannot change for no reason.
Wang Xiaoming was very sure that Gui must have been under some special influence at the training base, and the source of this influence must be Yang Jian.
Most of the training bases are newcomers to the paranormal circle, so it is not difficult to find the correct answer.
Only Yang Jian has the ability to do all this.
After the order was issued, Wang Xiaoming immediately threw the scapegoat in his hand.
At the moment, the other ghost masters did not take any further action.
There were only a dozen or so of them here, so the exchanges between Li Leping and Wang Xiaoming could not be concealed.
It was not them who were targeted, but Professor Wang.
They also heard this conclusion.
In order to verify this conclusion, no one is in a hurry to take action.
Looking at the scapegoat doll thrown out by Wang Xiaoming, they were not curious about the origin of the doll.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! With Wang Xiaoming's authority, it is of course normal for him to have a scapegoat.
No one would have thought that this scapegoat was taken out of the humble bamboo basket in Li Leping's hand.
And at this time.
The rag doll with old cloth and black hair sewn together fell to the ground, and then seemed to come to life. It turned over and stood up, twisting its crooked head and looking around, as if observing the surrounding situation.
The rag doll's body is stained with Wang Xiaoming's blood, replacing Wang Xiaoming's existence.
Immediately afterwards, the rag doll seemed to feel the ghost's gaze, and it actually raised its short legs and ran into the darkness flexibly and quickly.
However, the direction it fled was away from Gui Cha and Wang Xiaoming. It seemed to want to attract Gui Cha's attention to itself, thereby giving Wang Xiaoming a chance to escape.
Soon, the rag doll disappeared from everyone's sight and was swallowed up by darkness.
And the looming figure in the darkness also made bursts of footsteps at this moment, as if chasing the fleeing rag doll.
The footsteps of the ghost are fading away, because the ghost mistook the rag doll for Wang Xiaoming.
"it is true."
"Professor Wang is being targeted."
Looking at the retreating figure, many people's eyelids twitched because they discovered that the figure hidden in the darkness was walking to the side, as if giving up on the group of ghost masters gathered here and heading towards that figure.
The fugitive scapegoat walked away.
There is no doubt that, just as the unknown ghost controller surmised, Wang Xiaoming was targeted.
Everyone who discovered the new information did not show any joy on their faces. Instead, their expressions became serious and their expressions became worse and worse.
"The rules of ghosts have indeed changed. According to the previous information, ghosts will not attack us. The number of ghosts here far exceeds the number of ghosts, which is not in line with the target of ghost attacks. But now the ghosts have changed their targets to
He replaced me with an ordinary person." Wang Xiaoming, who was targeted by the ghost, was still so calm. He was still calmly analyzing the situation: "There was something wrong with Yang Jian, which caused the ghost's killing pattern to change.
Have you prioritized killing ordinary people instead of ghost masters?"
Wang Xiaoming is not worried about his own safety, and he will not be afraid if he really wants to die here.
"Professor Wang, what should we do next?" It was Feng Quan who spoke, and his face was also a little anxious.
"If this is the case, then this thing should be solved. Even if it cannot be completely solved, it must be restricted to a certain place. Otherwise, once this ghost wanders out, it will definitely cause a huge disaster." Tong Qian was also there.
He said at this time.
The ghost has temporarily gone after the scapegoat, so everyone can get some breathing time while gathering intelligence.
Although there were problems with Guizashi's killing patterns, after experiencing the first wave of confrontation, everyone present was able to get new information.
All I have to think about now is how to imprison him.
"How about putting this ghost thing in a gold container? I don't believe it can be restarted." Someone suggested at this time.
"Are you dreaming? Whenever this ghost feels the slightest threat, it will restart directly. Where is the time for you to be imprisoned with gold?" Someone immediately objected.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"How do I know? I've never encountered such a ghost before."
"You're the one who didn't know that you're still here to do this?"
"enough."
Wang Xiaoming spoke up to stop this unnecessary dispute: "For another method, if you can't confine the whole ghost, then try to dismember it and then imprison part of it."
"Detaining them in batches may be able to disperse the ghost's power to a minimum and then completely eliminate it."
"Dismember it? Dismember it with what?"
Li Leping thinks this is a method.
Yang Jian's experience only applies to the ghosts in the Huanggang Village period, but it does not apply to the ghosts who come out of the ghost coffin again.
Who knows what the current situation of ghosts is?
Now, I can only rely on myself to explore the information bit by bit.
"Take this."
Wang Xiaoming took out a golden box from his backpack.
The box was opened, and an old sickle lay quietly inside.
The blade of the scythe was covered with rust, as if it had not been polished for a long time, and the edge might have been dull. The wooden handle also had a few cracks, which seemed to be a witness to the years that this scythe had experienced.
This looks like a tool used in rural areas to harvest crops. It has a very ordinary shape, but it gives off a cold atmosphere, as if the surrounding temperature has dropped a few degrees.
"Supernatural objects?"
Many people judged the origin of this thing at a glance, and their eyes became hot when looking at the scythe, but they did not dare to touch it casually.
The use of supernatural items often comes with terrifying costs, and if you use them indiscriminately without knowing how to use them, you may suffer supernatural erosion.
"What's the use?" Li Leping asked.
"Hold the knife and draw it from left to right. Everything within ten meters in front of you will be cut, but the user himself will also be cut. The specific location of the cut depends on the location you cut." Wang Xiaoming said.
Li Leping's eyes moved slightly: "Sounds good. When did you bring this thing in your bag?"
"I called it out before the emergency meeting was held," Wang Xiaoming said.
"It seems that you have prepared a lot for the ghost incident." Li Leping said.
"This is a necessary preparation. Even if we fail, we can prevent latecomers from making meaningless attempts." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.
He not only thought about the present, but even thought about the possibilities after failure.
Even if we fail this time, we still have to at least find out some information.
"Okay, let's not talk about these meaningless topics. The question now is, who will use the sickle to dismember the evil ghost?"
At this time, he looked at the ghost masters in front of him.
However, more than a dozen ghost masters were silent at this moment, and no one dared to take on this task.
"Professor Wang, I'm not saying this. Although these people here basically rely on the supernatural to survive, the cost of resisting and being directly slashed like this is not so easy to bear. It is easy for the supernatural to be unbalanced and die suddenly."
Cao Yang broke the silence, but he only expressed what everyone was thinking.
Although the top ghost controllers in the country are gathered here, it is precisely because they are ghost controllers who have controlled two or even more than two ghosts that they basically avoid the cost of using scythes.
Of.
If one blow of the knife dismembers the supernatural beings in one's body, or causes some kind of supernatural imbalance, wouldn't it be equivalent to committing suicide with a knife?
It might not be a problem for them to resist several rounds of ghost attacks.
But if this knife is used, the person may be gone.
The more people control the number of ghosts, the less they dare to use such supernatural objects easily. After all, there are already enough supernatural beings entangled in their bodies, and the balance of supernatural beings can easily be broken with one strike.
But when everyone was discussing.
"Tap, tap~!"
On the dark corridor, the dull sound of footsteps echoed again.
The scapegoat was killed and the ghost came back.
Everyone knows this answer.
"damn it."
"So fast, it's only half a minute!"
Some people gritted their teeth and prepared to resist the second wave of attacks from ghosts.
"Is there any news from Yang Jian?" Wang Xiaoming looked at Li Jun.
Li Jun still held the satellite positioning mobile phone and said to Wang Xiaoming: "His operator has been contacted, but it will take some time to transfer the call."
"coming."
At this time, Tong Qian, who was on guard at the front, shouted.
A looming figure appeared again in the darkness, walking towards this side.