Chapter 106: Human skin worn by ghosts, Yang Jian discovers that his home has been stolen.
Han Mo used gold to block the ghost eye's sight, although this was indeed a good idea.
But facing Zhang Hao, it was obvious that this was not enough.
After all, for Zhang Hao, ghost eyes just represent the simplest rules to trigger.
As Zhang Hao released the ghosts, black and white ghosts covered the surrounding area, and strange black and white photos fell from the sky one after another.
Looking at these black and white photos falling like rain, Han Mo felt uneasy for some reason.
The people in the black and white portraits seemed to be alive at this time.
Obviously the person in the photo was staring ahead blankly, but Han Mo felt a sense of voyeurism.
As more and more photos fell, Han Mo even felt that the previous depressive feeling reappeared in his body.
“The people in those photos are alive and they are looking at me.”
Such a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Han Mo's heart.
Inexplicably, Han Mo remembered his experience in the world of ghost paintings. At that time, they seemed to have seen a black and white portrait.
However, what they encountered at that time was a portrait that looked like an old man, but now these black and white portraits look like Zhang Hao.
“Damn it.”
Han Mo frowned, he couldn’t put himself in a gold body bag.
The ghost in front of him is intelligent. Putting himself in a body bag is tantamount to waiting for death.
However, as he was thinking, he felt the terrifying gravity getting stronger and stronger.
It seemed that as more and more black and white photos fell, the gravity brought by these sight lines began to add up, making him almost unable to move.
"Woo! Woo!"
In the dark streets, terrifying screams sounded, and it seemed that countless ghosts were starting to cry.
The intermittent and overlapping cries caused the tears on Han Mo's face to flow down no longer.
In an instant, Han Mo felt that his body had lost control, and an incomprehensible horror was taking over his body.
The gold body bag that Han Mo had held in front of him fell to the ground. Han Mo knelt on the ground and appeared in front of Zhang Hao like a boneless sponge.
"Dead?"
Having the same experience as before, Zhang Hao quickly stepped forward and caught Han Mo after seeing his boneless appearance.
As expected, the evil ghost in Han Mo's body disappeared again. This guy seemed to have escaped through some incomprehensible means, leaving only an empty layer of human skin.
"But this time there is no Liu San to help you clean up the human skin, so let me see what secrets are hidden in the human skin you left behind."
< br>Zhang Hao lifted Han Mo up. His skin seemed to have been ripped off alive, and it was still stained with blood.
There seems to be some kind of special supernatural power in these bloods.
"It should be some kind of curse or medium. The whole human skin looks like a real ghost."
Zhang Hao observed the human skin for a while and came to a conclusion.
"It seems that it will revive."
Zhang Hao noticed the movement coming from the human skin. The piece of human skin seemed to be squirming and trying to stick to Zhang Hao's body.
It's just that in Zhang Hao's hands, it was suppressed and could not be revived, and it could never really move.
"In that case, let me see how it works."
Zhang Hao threw the human skin towards the corpse of the bride in her wedding dress.
This time, the human skin moved quickly after contacting the corpse.
The skin followed the coat of the human bride’s corpse and slowly stuck to the skin of the corpse.
Soon, human skin wrapped the entire corpse, and it seemed to replace the outer skin of the bride's corpse.
Soon, the bride’s body that had fallen to the ground stood up.
Her body exuded a strange and cold aura, and as she walked forward, she left sunken footprints under her feet.
Zhang Hao looked at the back of the bride's body as she left. In the black and white world, strange figures were left behind wherever she walked.
These figures are very similar to Han Mo. It seems that there should be some relationship with Han Mo.
Zhang Hao controlled himself derived from the black and white world, attacked those figures, and found that it had no effect on the bride covered in human skin.
“It seems like this is a side effect of Han Mo controlling this ghost.”
"Although you can leave through some means after death, the human skin left behind will revive like a ghost."
"And the feeling that this human skin gives me after getting a body is how terrifying it is. It should be only half of Han Mo himself. Perhaps Han Mo’s supernatural powers will be weakened by this piece of human skin.”
"And the ghosts I attacked had no effect on this piece of human skin, so maybe the medium corresponding to these ghosts should be that Han Mo." The skin will inherit half of the supernatural powers of the original body."
Zhang Hao just watched the piece of human skin go away without any thought of imprisoning the other party.
From now on, there will be another terrifying ghost bride in the real world, which can just help him attract the attention of some interested people, and at the same time bring more trouble to Han Mo.
“By the way, there is also this crutch with a human head.”
Zhang Hao returned to the place where Han Mo died and picked up the crutch with a human head held by Han Mo.
This crutch is very similar to the one used by Mr. Qin to beat Zhang Hao, but it is not the same one.
Zhang Hao picked it up and waved it vigorously a few times, then he realized the effect of this crutch.
Li Gui's identity gives him a natural advantage when it comes to identifying the effects of supernatural items.
Just like the lighted ghost candle will naturally attract Zhang Hao, after the surrogate doll is activated, it will affect Zhang Hao's vision judgment.
After getting these supernatural items, Zhang Hao naturally knew how to use them, just like plugging in a USB flash drive to his computer.
This human-headed stick should have the supernatural power of killing someone if hit, and it does not need to hit the target. It can be triggered by sound.
When you swing this human-headed stick, the sonic boom will hit the corresponding person, causing a fatal attack to the person who hears the sound.
However, the side effects are also obvious. This sonic boom hits indiscriminately.
Even the person who launched the attack will be attacked in the same way.
In addition to the immortal ghosts, maybe ghost masters like Han Mo who have transfer attack, or ghost masters who have restart can use this supernatural item.
"But it just so happens that I just lack a condolence stick, so this one is suitable."
Zhang Hao put the stick away and continued walking outside with the ghost bride in hand.
Han Mo can appear in this place, which means that this place is not too far from reality.
On the other side, DJI City.
A dummy covered in human skin suddenly blinked its eyes strangely and then started to move.
Not long after, a cold voice sounded in the direction.
"Died again, this time the human skin has not been disposed of, trouble."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly fell to the ground, as if he had been attacked by some kind. After a long time, he stood up again.
“Cough cough cough.”
The cold breath on his body is receding, and the dummy gradually changes into Han Mo’s appearance, but at this time he has an expression as if he has eaten shit. .
Because he felt that the supernatural power in his body was being lost and stolen by a ghost.
“The human skin has been controlled by a certain ghost. It must be dealt with as soon as possible.”
Han Mo had the experience of losing human skin before. After the human skin recovered, he would instinctively hunt Han Mo.
At that time, the piece of human skin was controlled by a fierce ghost. After stealing half of Han Mo's supernatural powers, and another ghost controlling it, it became even more terrifying than Han Mo.
And the most important thing is that Han Mo has the problem of the resurrection of the evil ghost, but the human skin does not have the problem of the resurrection of the evil ghost.
Later, Han Mo also asked some ghost masters for help, and then he successfully recovered the piece of human skin.
But this time, Han Mo did not dare to act rashly.
In that town, not only his own human skin exists, but there are also red and white demons.
"I hope it won't be the worst case scenario."
Han Mo shook his head and left his room. He needed to find a way to control the new ghosts and regain his lost spiritual power. .
At the same time, Zhongjiang City.
A gorgeous-looking woman wearing a red cheongsam set foot in this city.
She came to a street in the old town of Zhongjiang City. There was a Chinese medicine shop deep in the street. This Chinese medicine shop was a long time ago.
It seems that this Chinese medicine shop has been opened here since the day this street appeared. Its existence is the childhood memory of many elderly residents. It seems that if this street is missing this Chinese medicine shop, everything will become meaningless.
At this moment.
At the entrance of the street, a woman with a pale face, cold temperament and soft eyes was looking at everything around her with nostalgia.
Her bright cheongsam and beautiful appearance made her incompatible with this old street, as if she shouldn't be here.
Logically speaking, the appearance of such a beautiful woman in an old neighborhood should attract the attention of many men, but her appearance did not attract the attention of the residents passing nearby and was subconsciously ignored.
The old streets look out of place with the modern high-rise buildings nearby. The bluestone bricks, whose edges have been smoothed by time, bear witness to the development of the city.
The Chinese medicine shop is located in the best location in the middle of the street.
Everything is old, but the signboard of the Chinese medicine shop is new, as if it had just been replaced not long ago.
"I really miss it. There are so many places, but this street has not changed at all."
The woman said quietly and walked towards the Chinese medicine shop deep in the street.
When she reached the end of the street, she stood at the door and looked at everything in the Chinese medicine shop.
However, an invisible force blocked her, preventing her from seeing everything inside clearly, and she could only see some outlines.
“What are you doing here?”
In the Chinese medicine shop, an old voice came out, and the tone seemed to be questioning.
In an instant.
The dim Chinese medicine shop was immediately illuminated, and all the darkness was swept away.
At the same time, several oil lamps and candles in the medicine shop were lit, but what was dancing on them was not an ordinary flame, but a light green will-o'-the-wisp.
At this time, a voice sounded, and from behind the pharmacy, an old man who looked like an old Chinese medicine doctor walked out slowly with a cane.
Next to this old man was a woman in her thirties, a plump and graceful beauty.
Just because she has not seen the sun all year round, her skin is too fair, and the woman's temperament is a bit cold at first.
This old man wore sunglasses, was blind, had age spots on his face, was extremely thin, and exuded a lifeless aura.
Even if you get closer, you can vaguely smell the smell of rotting corpses. However, this smell of corpses is obscured by a stronger smell of Chinese medicine. People who are not careful cannot distinguish it at all.
“Long time no see.”
When the cheongsam woman saw the old man, she was not dissatisfied because of his questioning.
Perhaps as the old man in front of her said, she really shouldn't come here at this time.
"You are not her."
"Hey, forget it, let's talk about your reason for coming. It's nothing. You should know that you are not suitable to come to my place."
The old man looked at the cheongsam woman for a long time and sighed quietly, seeming helpless and missing.
"My store is for young people."
"I am indeed not her. Call me Sister Hong. This is my new name in this era." Sister Hong smiled helplessly.
In fact, she still has quite a lot of memories and feelings about Zhang Youhong in her mind.
But it was obvious that the old man in front of her did not recognize her current identity as Zhang Youhong.
"I came here this time because I have something to ask you about. Have you heard of the red and white demons?" Sister Hong said solemnly.
"I have heard that some young people who come to buy medicine from me will talk about this ghost."
The old man nodded slightly, his cloudy eyes showing some doubts: "What's the problem with this? "
"I met the bride in the old house. She had mastered the ghost painting and entered the red world. "The color room."
Zhang Youhong said in a solemn tone: "There is a mourning ghost beside her, and she also cried for Luo Qian. It seems that there is wisdom."
"I asked some questions. The new era of ghost masters, they say, the bride and the mourning ghost are the red and white evil spirits.”
"Is there any problem with this? In this era, people are becoming more and more like ghosts, and ghosts are becoming more and more like people." The old man looked at Sister Hong and said calmly.
"I think you should also understand this. Some people control ghosts for too long, and slowly they become a ghost."
"If you let me take action There is no need to deal with it. After all, the old man only has a few years left in his life."
Hearing this, Sister Hong hesitated and looked at the other party in confusion. This old man seemed to have the same memory as Zhang Youhong. Their personalities are different.
In Zhang Youhong’s memory, shouldn’t Zhang Baihua be the person most willing to help the younger generation?
"Don't look at me like that, people will change. When we are young, we are not willing to compromise on supernatural events like this."
Zhang Baihua looked at Zhang Youhong and shook his head calmly: "In this new era, I have not yet See the person who can let me leave with peace of mind."
"When I see what I want to see. I can't die before that person."
"Otherwise, the next generation will have no guide at all, and God knows what the world will become."
"It will just be a ghost with wisdom. That’s all, how many times have you seen such anomalies? You must believe in the wisdom of the younger generations.”
"Unless you have no choice, it's better not to count on me."
Hearing this, Sister Hong wanted to say something, but when the words reached her lips, they turned into silence.
"If you are really worried, go to Taiping Ancient Town. The spirit summoner may be able to help you."
Zhang Baihua looked at Sister Hong for a long time, and finally spoke quietly.
“Although I am a younger generation, the things I make are not as good as the few incense sticks in the ancient house, but they are still useful.”
Hearing this, Sister Hong nodded after a long silence and left the street.
Zhang Youhong died too early. In the years since Zhang Youhong died, Zhang Baihua had gained decades of experience, and his mentality and thoughts had already undergone earth-shaking changes.
"Master, do you really not care about her?"
After Sister Hong left, the woman behind Zhang Baihua asked.
"Don't worry about her. Although she doesn't have the strength she once had, her experience is still there. If you really want to deal with a certain ghost, there is always a way, but it's just a little more troublesome."
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Zhang Baihua just shook his head slightly, and the Chinese medicine shop became dark again, and the oil lamp burning with green ghost fire inside went out.
At this time, in another place.
Yang Jian successfully left the old house and asked Ye Zhen for help, successfully solving the problem of the ghost post office.
However, when he returned to Dachang City, he discovered that his home had been robbed.
"Brother Leg, let me tell you, the clock tower in Guanjiang Community suddenly had a low blood pressure for some unknown reason half a month ago."
In front of the black and white Shangtong Building, Zhang Weizheng described everything he saw vividly.
“As a double-gun gold wielder Ah Wei, I concluded at a glance that there was something supernatural happening above.”
“What a pity, after I went up to check, I only found a pool of water on the bell tower. No blood stains, nothing else was found.”
Listening to Zhang Wei’s words, Yang Jian felt like the sky was falling.
A rich red light appeared from him, covering the entire Shangtong Building, and he came to the safe house where he used to store supernatural items.
However, everything inside, whether it was the ghost mirror or the ghost candle, had disappeared.
Unyielding, Yang Jian immediately used Guixi to go to Guanjiang Community.
Unfortunately, the ghost cabinet he originally placed on the clock tower has long since disappeared, and just like what Zhang Wei said, there is only a pool of blood on the ground with a supernatural aura.
This kind of blood stain was very familiar to him. It was his first time trading with the ghost closet. To test the rules of the ghost closet transaction, he saw the blood.
And this blood is very similar to the ghost blood outside Dachang City.
"The ghost closet was stolen, and Shangtong Building was also invaded. Was it the red and white demons?"
"According to Zhang Wei, it was half a month ago, and I took the supernatural bus and got off. It took more than a day."
"In other words, as soon as I left, the red and white evil spirits stole the ghost cabinet and the ghost mirror."
Suddenly, Yang Jian. Come to think of it, the red and white demons have always behaved honestly in the ancient house.
During this period, apart from entering the red room, the red and white evil spirits seemed to have never made any move against them. The only time during this period was when I accidentally saw a ghost painting by using the ghost ghost.
However, even in this case, he was not attacked.
Originally, Yang Jian thought it was because the old man in the old house was too scary. Now it seems that the red and white demons were simply waiting for him to open that room.
After thinking about all this, Yang Jian felt a chill down his spine.
Every move I make is planned by a ghost. This kind of thing is too terrifying.
Just thinking about it makes people feel despair and fear.
(End of this chapter)