Chapter 101 The resurrected old man, the strange city
Facing the old man Shenli’s method of constantly superimposing the frequency of attacks, it is obvious that he cannot pose any threat to Zhang Hao.
Now the entire island country is a resource library for Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride. As long as they want, they can continuously create derivative ghost paintings and photos in this country.
Although the attack intensity of these derived ghost paintings and photos is not as strong as that of Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride, with the synchronization of this yellow mud road chessboard, this is not a big flaw.
And these derived ghosts also inherited the ability to restart in an alternative way. Soon, the old man in Shenli couldn't hold on anymore.
That sword seems to have certain limitations. It needs to be withdrawn slowly every time it is drawn, and it seems that it can only kill one ghost each time, and can only achieve the superposition of one plus one plus one.
This resulted in the speed at which Old Man Shenli superimposed the attack frequency completely unable to compare with Zhang Hao, who could continuously release ghost paintings.
“Cough cough cough!”
When he drew the sword for the hundredth time, the old man Shenli seemed to be unable to hold on and made a stiff cough.
"Master, are you okay?"
Yamu retreated to the old man Shenli with a worried look on his face.
The lifespan of the old man in Shenli is too short, and now he is constantly superimposing supernatural powers when fighting against the red and white demons, which makes his body unable to hold on any longer.
"I can't do it anymore, please leave quickly."
"The horror of this ghost exceeds my imagination." Old Man Shenli said hoarsely.
"It's a pity. If I were ten years younger, I might be able to fight him, but now."
Hearing this, Yamu showed a look of helplessness and grief on his face.
Old man Shenli has been able to live from the early days of the empire to the present, and his true strength goes beyond that.
But unfortunately, his lifespan limits the upper limit of his ability to superimpose supernatural powers, and many methods cannot be used.
"Take this sword and go. I'll try to see if I can use the last remaining heat to restrain him for a period of time."
Old man Kamiri shook his head and handed over the sword in his hand. To Yamu, Yamu's body was quickly covered in darkness and disappeared in place.
"Huh."
The old man in Shenli slowly opened his cloudy and numb eyes. At this time, there was no trace of life in those eyes, which meant that the old man in front of him could die at any time.
He looked at the chessboard formed by the yellow mud road, sighed, and then disappeared from the spot. The ghosts that he dismembered also lost their movement at this moment.
The yellow mud roads began to grow continuously, covering almost the entire island. New yellow mud roads appeared one after another, dividing the entire island country into regions like a chessboard.
“Dead? Or has the evil spirit revived?”
Zhang Hao noticed that the ghosts controlled by the old man Shenli had lost their ability to resist, so he raised his head and looked around.
However, he did not find anything useful. Those dismembered and extremely broken ghosts were almost incapable of movement at this time, and there was no need for him to suppress them deliberately.
However, the trouble did not recede with the disappearance of the old man Shenli. The yellow mud road was still covered with Zhang Hao's ghosts, preventing him from easily entering other cities.
“What a troublesome old man, do you want to use this method to trap me?”
Zhang Hao observed the situation on Huangni Road.
These yellow mud roads did not seem to exist in reality, but only appeared in his ghost, but even if Zhang Hao took the ghost back, he still could not leave this area.
In this case, if he wants to attack people elsewhere, it will definitely take a long time to arrive.
This yellow mud road affects the ability of ghosts to move at will, but it does not affect people's activities in the real world.
After all, ordinary people don't have ghosts, and most ghost controllers don't have ghosts either. The way they move is by driving or walking.
“Forget it, there is no need to stay in this country.”
After looking at the situation in the island country, he quickly gave up the idea of breaking through the yellow mud road and looking for the old man Shenli.
That guy may have revived as a ghost now, and buried himself in a place that is hard to find, or even a terrifying supernatural place.
The purpose of Zhang Hao's coming to the island country was to find the wardrobe. Now, although the wardrobe is not what he wanted, it has been completed.
After spending a day collecting the ghosts placed on the yellow mud road into the ghost paintings, Zhang Hao summoned the ghost coffins and paper sedan chairs and left the place.
Fortunately, although ghosts cannot be used, there is also the supernatural blessing of the bride's embroidered shoes. The paper sedan chair and ghost coffin are not slow in moving forward on the yellow mud road.
In the island country, outside a temple that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, Yamu held a tachi and watched the falling haze in the sky disappear, with an excited expression on his face.
"Master, you succeeded, that ghost no longer affects reality."
"You are the hero of our country, you have preserved the national fire for us."
< br>Speaking of this, Yamu looked into the depths of the temple, gritted his teeth and walked in.
His strength is still too weak. He only became a ghost controller in the late imperial era. After the supernatural era came to an end and he was no longer threatened by the resurgence of evil ghosts, he no longer had the ability to continue to become stronger. idea.
Now, he may have to think of another way to become stronger, otherwise this country will not be able to survive.
On the other side, President Mishima also received the news that the haze in the sky has disappeared across the country.
"Senior Kamisato and Senior Yagi succeeded?"
Mishima walked out of the safe house and looked at the sunshine that had become warm and soft again, with excitement and joy on his face.
"Yes, it worked." Fujiwara looked at the sunshine in the sky and showed a rare smile.
After becoming ghost masters, these people tended to operate in various dark places. This was the first time that he was so excited when he saw the sun.
Before, the entire city was shrouded in ghosts, and even the occasional sunlight became black and white, without warmth.
"It's a pity, Nagasawa and the others seem to have all disappeared."
At this time, Mishima thought of the previous few people, but now none of them had returned the news, with an ugly expression on his face. .
"President Mishima, it’s better not to continue thinking about these problems. Now we have to start cleaning up."
"Searching for survivors and cleaning up the remaining supernatural incidents requires your supernatural society to take the lead."
The emperor of the island country looked at the city in the distance without even a trace of joy in his eyes: "We have to do statistics. Now How many people are still alive?"
"And now. Throughout the country, both plants and buildings have turned black and white, and even our electronic equipment and various raw materials have lost their color.”
“In this case, these things can still be used. "?"
The words of the emperor of the island country woke up Mishima who was immersed in joy.
Yes, people need to eat, but now most things have lost their color and seem to be contaminated with supernatural powers. Can they still be eaten?
Thinking of this, Mishima walked under a mulberry tree. The originally green mulberry leaves turned gray at this time.
He stretched out his hand to grab a mulberry leaf. The moment the mulberry leaf came into contact with his hand, it slowly fell off like a piece of paper ash left after being burned.
Then Mishima grabbed the lawns under the mulberry trees. However, these lawns were in the same situation as the mulberry leaves. After being caught, they fell off like burnt paper ashes.
“What’s going on?”
The emperor stepped forward. He did not grab the grass on the ground, but reached out to grab the mulberry tree.
But fortunately, the mulberry tree did not turn into paper ash and fall off like those leaves.
“These plants seem to have lost their vitality.” Fujiwara frowned and stepped forward.
He walked to a flower bush and reached out to grab two branches respectively. However, the strange thing was that one of them fell off like burned paper ashes, but the other one had no abnormality.
“Strange, they are all the same plant, why do they appear in different situations?”
As a ghost controller, Fujiwara was keenly aware that something was wrong.
This is the ghost's instinctive reaction to supernatural things. He quickly walked to the tree used for decoration by the roadside.
He reached out and grabbed it. Although the tree turned gray, there was nothing wrong with it.
Then he grabbed another tree that he didn't feel any abnormality about. The moment he touched that tree, just like the mulberry leaves before, it turned into paper ash and completely lost its life.
“Maybe it’s memory?”
A man who looked relatively polite came over.
"Heze, do you have an idea?" Mishima's eyes lit up and he asked immediately.
“It’s not really a clue, just a guess.”
“I remember this tree. Every time I walk by this tree, I always like to pick something from it. "It came from a leaf."
Kawazawa walked to the tree that Fujiwara had caught but had not turned into ashes.
"I wonder if you still remember that many black and white portraits of strangers appeared in the city?"
"Yes, after investigation, it is most likely that these people are ordinary people who were killed, but not For some reason, everyone has forgotten their names." Mishima nodded.
“Even the information about them in the files has disappeared.” Hearing this, He Ze said in a solemn tone: “I suspect that this ghost has some kind of memory rules.”
“Do you still remember what the leaves and trees that have just turned into paper ash originally looked like and what shape they were?”
After hearing this, several people looked reminiscing and quickly shook their heads.
However, they soon discovered that they could not recall what kind of trees and grass they had destroyed before. They only remembered that they were trees and leaves.
“If this is the case, then my guess is right. Things that no one remembers may become the same as these things after they are turned into black and white.”
“ There is an old saying in China: dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust. "
"The meaning is that there is no need to miss everything that has passed away."
"The red and white demons first appeared in China. Perhaps their rules are related to this sentence."
No one who can reach this point is really stupid.
After hearing so many words from Heze, everyone quickly reacted.
"No need to miss everything that has passed away. In other words, things that no one misses should pass away?" Mishima said with a solemn face.
“These trees have long since died. The reason why they have not disappeared is actually just a reminder left behind. Once you really want to touch them, you will find that they are false and no longer exist.”
"Maybe, this is just my guess." Heze waved his hand. He didn't want to take the blame if the rules went wrong later.
"Okay, then we will let people experiment next. If this is the case, it will be troublesome."
The island country is an industrially developed country, and various manufacturing industries have already Production line.
However, no one will remember everything in the assembly line. After all, you have to see these things countless times every day.
If this is true, I am afraid that most of the things in this country will be reduced to ashes.
"I hope this is only for living plants, not for dead things."
Mishima prayed secretly in his heart and quickly left the place.
Seeing this, the other people also left one after another.
At the same time, news about the island country was also spread.
“What? The entire island nation fell? Less than ten percent survived?”
Dajing City, headquarters, Cao Yanhua listened to the investigators' report with a look of astonishment on his face.
Isn’t this too tragic? At the beginning, Dachang City did not suffer such a large loss ratio.
You know, it only took a few days from the time the red and white demons arrived on the island country to when they left.
"That is indeed the case, but it is said that the island country has discovered a new pattern of red and white evil spirits and is requesting assistance from various food resources."
The investigators asked Cao Yanhua: "Are we going to provide material support?"
"What is the new law?" Cao Yanhua asked after pondering for a moment.
Supernatural incidents are getting more and more serious now, and no one knows which day they will completely break out.
Now food is the second most important resource after gold. Cao Yanhua does not want to help the other party if it is not necessary.
"It is said that in a city affected by red and white evil spirits, plants will lose their color and turn into ashes when touched." The staff member replied.
"Huh? This situation does not happen in Dadong City, right." Cao Yanhua frowned.
"Perhaps some unknown changes have occurred in the red and white demons." Wang Xiaoming came over at this time.
“Let’s provide some food assistance, but the condition is that they give us the new rules of red and white evil spirits.”
“Professor Wang!” Cao Yanhua was anxious.
“The State of China disclosed most of the information about the Red and White Demons for free at that time, but only the news that the Red and White Demons had wisdom was not revealed.”
“I know that your heart is unbalanced. ." Wang Xiaoming looked at Cao Yanhua with understanding.
"But you should think carefully about why the island country revealed half of the information under such circumstances, and the other half needs material assistance."
"You mean the island country's current food has basically been destroyed? "Cao Yanhua reacted quickly.
"They are now in a desperate situation. If no one is willing to give food to support them, then they would rather die with this information?"
"Yes." Wang Xiaoming Nod.
"Well, we can't fight with such a desperate guy." Cao Yanhua nodded helplessly.
While cleaning up the mess in the island country, Zhang Hao, who was walking along the yellow mud road unknowingly, had reached the end of one of the yellow mud roads.
At the end of this yellow mud road is a strange city.
In the city, there is no light and the sky is dim. Even Zhang Hao can barely see the general situation in the city.
This city does not look like an island country. Instead, it looks like a city made up of buildings from various countries.
At the entrance of the city, Zhang Hao saw streets that looked like China, but soon he saw several island-style houses.
Continuing to move forward, he could see some European and American-style buildings.
“An unknown supernatural place?” Zhang Hao stood up and put away the sedan chair and the ghost coffin.
In this unknown and supernatural place, the more people there are, the more likely it is that problems will arise.
The evil ghosts will also attack each other. If they are not protected, some evil ghosts will focus on the ghosts around Zhang Hao.
“Hey, those in front, are you desperate for your life?”
Just after Zhang Hao led the ghost bride forward for a while, in an alley in the darkness, a man wrapped tightly in black cloth shouted to Zhang Hao.
"Huh? A living person?" Zhang Hao looked at the other party in confusion.
The man ignored Zhang Hao’s inquiry, but said in an anxious tone:
“You are not afraid of breaking a taboo if you are walking around outside in the middle of the night. Come with me quickly. Let’s go.”
The man waved to Zhang Hao and walked quickly towards the dark alley.
Hearing this, Zhang Hao had some doubts in his heart: "Taboo? Is it the killing pattern of a certain ghost in this city?"
Zhang Hao guessed that this might be similar to the urban legend he left behind in the island country.
People in this city call the killing pattern of a certain ghost a taboo, but it's quite appropriate.
If you break a taboo, you will be targeted by ghosts, which is a more retro term.
Thinking in his heart, Zhang Hao led the ghost bride towards the dark alley.
This city is very strange, even Zhang Hao feels a sense of depression, so he needs some information now.
Since that person regards himself as a living person, then follow him for a while to get some information.
As soon as he walked into the path, a muddy smell reached Zhang Hao's nose.
Zhang Hao observed the situation in this alley. The alley was very narrow and could not even accommodate Zhang Hao and the bride walking side by side. Zhang Hao could only let the bride walk in front and follow behind.
And this very narrow alley is inexplicably very long, which is very strange.
In such a narrow place, there is no need to make it so long.
“Follow me quickly, it’s not safe in this place.”
The man in front seemed to stand there and wait for a while. After hearing the footsteps of Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride, Urging forward.
Hearing this, Zhang Hao quickened his pace.
Oddly enough, the darkness of this alley seemed to have some strange supernatural power. Zhang Hao was not able to see through the darkness here and could only see a long passage.
Although Zhang Hao does not have supernatural powers such as ghost eyes, the ghosts he controls are inherently dark, and darkness has no effect on his vision.
Even in some dark ghosts, Zhang Hao can clearly see the situation inside.
In this alley, you can’t actually see the situation deep in the alley.
“Is it because of this city? Or is there something supernatural about this alley?”
Zhang Hao attributed all this to the fact that this city is a supernatural place. .
"This way!"
The man in black robe leading the way kept making sounds to remind him of the direction. In this dark alley, Zhang Hao couldn't see the other party's figure and could only judge the other party's approximate location based on the sound. .
(End of this chapter)