"Don't come over...don't come over...Wang Xiaoming is my brother...Professor Bruce Pi..."
In the corner of the escape tunnel, the resurrected Wang Xiaoqiang stumbled and was forced into the corner by Wu Nai.
He doesn't want to die!
This guy who pretends to be powerful is really pathetic... Putting away the information column in front of him, Wu Nai did not study the skill fusion for the time being. He looked at Wang Xiaoqiang coldly with an indifferent expression and said:
"As far as I know, you gave orders in the club and used mercenaries at least three times to grab things from my house, but my dad blocked them all. Wang Xiaoqiang, you are too arrogant. Not everyone will give face to your brother.
Just like this time you provoked someone you shouldn't have..."
"Kill me and your family won't be able to escape either!!"
Wang Xiaoqiang roared with a ferocious expression: "Do you think your people can live well? As long as my brother is willing, he can play tricks on you to death even if he doesn't do it openly or secretly!"
Although he was very confident about the ghost in his body, the young man in front of him was so mysterious that he felt the shadow of death.
Things within the system are indeed dirty, but it also depends on who is right. When the power reaches a certain level, those rules and regulations can no longer restrain it. If you really go to that step and overturn the table... Wu Nai sneered, picked up the kitchen knife and planned to cut the roots.
Ding-ding-ding... Just at this moment, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Wu Nai frowned and did not pick up the phone in his pocket.
It's an unfamiliar number... No, the skill feedback told me that it was Wang Xiaoming... The news was really fast, and that's right. Although the group of ghost masters upstairs didn't dare to come openly, they could still tell the news.
.
Under [simulation], Wu Nai knew the whole story immediately.
So he didn't answer.
Some things are principles and bottom lines that cannot be discussed, and Wang Xiaoming can't offer a price that makes Wu Nai excited.
His trump cards are nothing more than money, gold, and ghost candles, nothing new.
"You have a phone, a phone..."
"I know, but I don't want to answer."
"Do you really have to be so extreme..." Wang Xiaoqiang was unwilling to give in. This call was definitely from his eldest brother. He believed that as long as the other party answered the phone, his eldest brother would be able to save him.
"The next second, Wang Xiaoqiang's head was chopped off and fell into my hands."
"Wang Xiaoqiang's face spontaneously ignited and burned to ashes..."
Wu Nai was too lazy to talk nonsense and made two [wishes] in succession. Wang Xiaoqiang's head was just as he said, as if it had been struck by an invisible white blade and fell into his hand.
Then Wu Nai peeled off his face and threw it on the ground.
After landing, the skin immediately ignited as if it had been doused with gasoline.
Once this skin was burned, Wang Xiaoqiang immediately lost the protection of the [Skeleton Ghost] and died suddenly.
However, the karmic backlash Wu Nai suffered was not strong, and the effect produced when it fell on the [Defense Clothes] was far worse than when dealing with the [Ghost Shroud].
After all, this Wang Xiaoqiang is still too weak.
When Wang Xiaoming chose a ghost for his younger brother, he specifically chose the one that could best save his life. However, there were gains and losses, and Wang Xiaoqiang also lacked effective means of self-protection.
Once the opponent finds a way to target him, it is very easy to kill him.
Just like Yang Jian in the original destiny track, Wang Xiaoqiang disappeared after a barrel of gasoline was poured out.
After losing the parasitic person, the [Skeleton Ghost] left in Wang Xiaoqiang's body immediately began to revive, tearing the remains of the body apart and coming out.
It's a good thing... Wu Nai stepped forward and slapped the skeleton apart, then picked up the bones one by one, covered them with [skin] and took them into his body.
"A very special ghost..."
At this time, Yang Jian's voice came from far away from the entrance of the corridor. He blocked the light behind the door and cast a large human-shaped shadow on the steps.
Because he had overexplored the power of ghost eyes, his eyes flashed with a faint red light, and he was on the verge of the ghost's resurrection.
"Wang Xiaoqiang's background is very unusual."
"I know."
"That's good...it's time for me to hang myself..." Yang Jian sighed: "My condition is very bad, I didn't expect to reach this point in such a short period of time.
"
"Let's go, I've prepared that place for you." Wu Nai said with a faint smile.
Ding-ding-ding...the phone is still ringing, but this time it's not the satellite phone in Wu Nai's hand, but the satellite phone in Yang Jian's hand.
"Hello......"
"Hello, I am Wang Xiaoming. I know that Wang Xiaoqiang is in your hands. Please give me a price. As long as I can do it, anything is fine."
"..."
Yang Jian glanced at the messy corpses on the ground, shook his head and sighed, "Why did you just call me now? You've already finished killing them."
"...If I had beaten you earlier, you wouldn't have killed my brother?"
"Of course not, I just want to tell you that he is dead."
"...Why? Why do you want to kill him!!" On the other end of the phone, Wang Xiaoming, who had always been calm, lost control of his emotions. His only blood brother was dead!
"Wang Xiaoqiang attacked two people in charge of Dachang City, and at the same time cooperated with ghosts to use a city's people to raise a terrifying ghost, so I want to kill him. Is this a good enough reason?"
Wu Nai took the phone from Yang Jian and replied coldly.
Wang Xiaoming somewhat believed the person in charge of the attack, but to cooperate with ghosts to raise ghosts... Is this really something that good-for-nothing brother can do?
"I don't believe it. I will personally go to Dachang City to investigate this matter. You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I will use all the power at hand to kill you!"
"I was the one who killed Wang Xiaoqiang, and it had nothing to do with Yang Jian."
"No, I asked Wu Nai to kill him. If he doesn't do it, I will do it. What if the famous Professor Wang wants to take revenge? He can just come over!" Yang Jian sneered from the side.
He is about to be revived as a ghost. If he is unlucky, he will die. If his life is gone, why are he afraid of this?
"...wait!"
On the other side, Wang Xiaoming gritted his teeth and hung up the phone, "Get ready to fly to Dachang City. Immediately, I want to investigate the cause of my brother's death."
"Professor, there is a set of experimental data that has just been collected..." the assistant on the side reminded.
"No, I can't do any experiments like this." Wang Xiaoming looked ferocious, with tears streaming down his face. He punched the table with his fists and let out a suppressed roar, like a wounded beast.
The assistant's expression changed: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."
After walking out of the laboratory door, he immediately took out his mobile phone at the corner and called Minister Cao.
It is a big deal for a national treasure-level figure to experiment unintentionally due to his unbalanced state of mind.
...
In a secret room in Dachang City.
Yang Jian tied one end of a straw rope wrapped with gold foil to the beam, tested its load-bearing capacity, and then looked at Wu Nai: "I'll leave the rest to you."
"Don't worry, I will ensure your resurrection." Wu Nai said as he pushed the [Ghost Mirror] covered with thick oilcloth to the middle of the room.
There are still seven days before he gets on the bus, and he wants to witness a miracle in these seven days.
"This may be painful, but only by passing through the valley of death can you have the qualifications to become a strong man!"
After Yang Jian stood on the chair and put his head into the [Ghost Rope], Wu Nai immediately recovered his [skin] and [blood] and released the headless ghost in the skin.
A ghost as black as ink wandered around this room covered with gold foil. He first targeted Wu Nai, but after being driven away by him, he had no choice but to choose Yang Jian.
The moment the headless ghost entered his body, Yang Jian felt cold all over, as if his body was dead and unconscious.
It started...Wu Nai smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and the [superpowers] scattered when the ghost was active floated over.
Almost at the same time that the ghosts invaded Yang Jian, he floated Qinghui in the air and ripped off the gold foil on the [Ghost Rope] to keep the two in sync.
Afterwards, the heavy oilcloth in front of the [Ghost Mirror] was also brushed away.
The smooth as new mirror began to move, and the horror gradually emerged, and a blurry figure walked out of the depths of the mirror.
At first, this figure was only as big as a bean, but as the figure kept walking in the mirror, the closer it got to reality, the bigger it became.
When the figure was so large that it occupied two-thirds of the [Ghost Mirror], the facial features of the figure had become exactly the same as that of the hanging Yang Jian.
Huh...Wu Nai took a deep breath, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
[Ghost Rope] [Headless Ghost Shadow] [Ghost Mirror] The three ghosts move together, and the [superpowers] they bring gradually become more and more abundant!
But this is just the beginning, an appetizer before the meal, and the real meal comes later.
"Ho ho ho..." As the ghost rope continued to tighten, Yang Jian's human instinct to survive began to kick in. He kept kicking his legs and waving his hands in an attempt to breathe.
But he couldn't do it. Even if he tried his best, he could only make some meaningless shouts.
Subconsciously, Yang Jian shifted his gaze to Wu Nai, who was floating in mid-air. In the dark and cold environment, this slut was still as splendid as jade, handsome and elegant, and looked like a fairy boy with a clear body.
So a question that he had never studied in detail before suddenly crashed into his mind during this life and death situation.
Why does Wu Nai use so much ghost power but seems to be unscathed? Could it be that he hasn't reached his limit yet?
"Ho ho ho..."
Yang Jian opened his mouth with a ferocious expression, but before he could ask any questions, he took his last breath and his arms dropped uncontrollably from mid-air to his sides.
Detective Ghost Eyes, died.
Following Yang Jian's death, the [Ghost Eyes] in his body had not yet recovered, and the ghost shadow had already taken the lead in fighting with the ghost rope for the body.
The two competed, and Wu Nai gained.
The ghost rope continued to revive, but there were no more ropes floating in the sky, and only one was left under the weight of the headless ghost.
Wuhu......
Wu Nai continued to get closer, took a deep breath, and harvested the skills and abilities scattered by the ghost rope.
Tick tock... Soon, a drop of black ink dripped from Yang Jian's body.
This is when [Ghost Mirror] has also increased its participation. After Yang Jian's death, the rules for his resurrection began to run, and during the resurrection process, [Headless Ghost] must first be dispelled.
In the process of this multi-party competition, Wu Nai finally obtained the long-awaited skill from [Ghost Mirror] at this moment - [Resurrection]!
More and more black ink dripped, covering the ground and even spreading in all directions.
The headless ghost is constantly resurrecting! Although it can no longer bring Wu Nai new skills, its [superpowers] are extremely rich.
If this is a death sacrifice.
Then Wu Nai is the one who enjoys it.
Click! Suddenly the ghost rope loosened and fell down. In this multi-party competition, the first one was eliminated by the ghosts that kept resurrecting.
Yang Jian, who fell down, was directly sucked by the [Ghost Mirror].
Wu Nai, who was floating on the side, could see through the corner of the mirror that many pairs of terrifying hands suddenly stretched out from the mirror. Some hands were highly decomposed, and some seemed to have been soaked in water for several days and were swollen and swollen.
It was black, dripping with foul-smelling corpse liquid, and some areas were charred and black as if they had been burned by fire.
These hands ranged from big to small, as small as a baby, to as big as a cattail leaf fan, with long black nails. Each one impatiently slapped the mirror surface, as if they wanted to reach out and pull in Yang Jian's corpse stuck to the mirror surface.
Originally, according to the rules, as long as you leave your own image in the [Ghost Mirror], you can be resurrected in the mirror after death.
But now the ghost shadow controls Yang Jian's body and prevents him from being resurrected, which means that the ghost in the ghost mirror cannot escape, thus forming a logical infinite loop.
The constantly resurrecting [Headless Ghost Shadow] and [Ghost Mirror] are engaged in a fierce confrontation.
Mo Se wandered around the room, trying to invade the ghost mirror through Yang Jian's body and pull him out, but he was outnumbered after all.
The number of ghosts imprisoned in this mirror is too terrifying.
But at this time, the trading time of the ghost closet has come, and the [Ghost Eye] lost its suppression, and the [Headless Ghost Shadow] that invaded Yang Jian's body became one of the puzzle pieces.
Use ghosts to control ghosts to fight against [Ghost Mirror]!
coming!!
Wu Nai's eyes lit up, this was the part he was most looking forward to, and it was also a real feast.
This is the highlight of this ceremony.
The resurrected [Ghost Eyes]!
Scarlet eyes drilled out from the flesh, emitting a strange red light. Compared to when Yang Jian was alive, this red light was much richer.
It's like endless blood rolling in a glass ball, about to drip down, melting the world into this terrifying frenzy.
【Power 1】
【Power 1】
【Power 1】
...
Countless notification sounds echoed in Wu Nai's ears. He was fascinated by the endless scarlet color, and his fair and jade-like cheeks were also stained with a sickly red color.
A little more, a little more, a little more recovery!
At this time, lava-like red light shone into the [Ghost Mirror], and those terrifying palms seemed to be burned together, and they quickly retracted, and even the ghost who looked exactly like Yang Jian disappeared in front of the mirror.
It's a pity that the headless ghost doesn't know how to stack the scarlet ghost eyes one by one, otherwise this confrontation should be more intense... That's not right. If the superposition of ghost eyes is too terrifying, then this confrontation will not last long.
Oh...Wu Nai smiled slightly.
Time passes day by day.
When the red light shining into the ghost mirror dissipated, the headless ghost shadow fell silent in the confrontation. Yang Jian's body fell to his knees, and his head happened to fall into the mirror.
If this situation continues, without external influence, Xiao Yang will have the same fate as his original path, with only a head resurrected and his body still a corpse.
so......
"Xiao Yang, I have to thank you for your contribution these days..." Wu Nai lifted Yang Jian up and threw everything from his neck down into the ghost mirror.
Resurrection is on! Yang Jian is online again!
Click, click, click... In the darkness of the ghost mirror, dense footsteps were heard again, and ghosts reached out to catch Yang Jian, wanting to keep him here forever.
"Go away!"
After waking up, Yang Jian roared angrily, stretched out his hand and broke off a blackened palm with a click.
After controlling the headless ghost shadow with a completely living body, and controlling the ghost eyes with the headless ghost shadow, the resurrected Yang Jian felt that he had never been so powerful.
But there are too many ghosts in the mirror.
"Old Wu!! Help!!"
"Don't panic...I'm already taking action." Wu Nai, who had already withdrawn from the [Region], stood in front of the mirror, holding the ghost rope with one hand and forcefully pulling Yang Jian out with the other.
After coming out of the mirror, Yang Jian found that many changes had taken place in his body. For example, because the mirror was reversed, he changed from right-handed to left-handed after resurrection.
Of course, this is just one of the more significant points.
After mastering [Headless Ghost], there are still many abilities that need to be explored slowly.
"The time is running out, it's time for me to leave. Leave the [Ghost Mirror] here for now. It's the 10th and I'm going out soon." Wu Nai handed the [Ghost Rope] to Yang Jian: "I'm not here.
There are some things I can only trouble you with."
"no problem."
...
Early morning in a small town.
"Uncle, why are we leaving Dachang City? Those two bad guys killed dad. I want revenge."
A six-year-old girl in a white dress sat on a bench in a corner of the park. She swayed her white calves and talked to an invisible figure beside her. To outsiders, she looked like a little girl mumbling.
Muttering to himself.
"As long as you raise the little brother in this ball, you can take revenge? Well, Xiaoya, let it out..."
The girl is none other than Zhao Xiaoya.
As if she heard the instruction, she stretched out her tender hands to grab the ball of skin on her knees, frowned slightly, and pulled hard on both sides.
This ball of [skin] that even bullets couldn't penetrate opened a hole under a strange force, and the inside was green and black, like the entrance to an abyss.
"Little brother, come out quickly..." Zhao Xiaoya called softly: "Come out to eat and grow up quickly."
At the crack in the skin membrane, blue-black color surged.
The next moment, a dark, pupil-less eye suddenly rolled out, looking at the little girl in front of him with a kind of innocence and evil.
Wow quack... Soon the dark eyes disappeared, and a green and black little hand reached out first and grabbed Zhao Xiaoya.
Ghosts have no emotions, and certainly no gratitude. As soon as they appear, they will instinctively attack the living people around them.
But this time it was unsuccessful, and the small blue-black hand was slapped back by an invisible hand.
At this time, the torn [skin] quickly turned into fly ash and dissipated, leaving the ghost boy covered in black and blue sitting on Zhao Xiaoya's lap.
"Wow..." The reborn ghost boy seemed to understand that Zhao Xiaoya was not to be trifled with, so he immediately rushed out of her arms and pounced on an aunt doing morning exercises in the park.
"Uncle, the little brother must be very hungry... An old lady ate such a big thing in one bite. Is it the big bad wolf that ate Little Red Riding Hood?"
"Uncle, my little brother's eyes must be very painful...he didn't even blink..."
Zhao Xiaoya sat on a park bench and quietly watched the scene of the ghost boy eating people. She picked up a long loaf of bread in her hand and ate it in small bites.
No one answered her.
A gust of wind blew and the leaves in the park rustled.
In a place that should be full of life, there is no chirping of birds, no sound of insects, a deathly silence, and the strong sunlight hits this land with a bone-chilling chill.
The sky was bright and looking down at the world, the only darkness at this moment was Zhao Xiaoya's shadow trailing on the grass behind her.