Chapter 129 Swallowing human skin paper, the future of infinite possibilities
On a deserted road.
A bus was driving slowly, but suddenly, the bus stopped.
I don’t know when, an old man blocked the way of the bus.
The old man stopped the supernatural bus and walked on it. As soon as he got on the bus, he sat directly in the driver's seat.
The next moment, under the horrified eyes of everyone in the carriage, the bus started moving again.
This old man seems to be able to control the direction of the bus. As the old man keeps driving, the roads on both sides are not familiar city buildings, but a dark and strange place.
Obviously this is an incomprehensible supernatural place that no living person can set foot in. The only way to travel through it is with the help of a supernatural bus.
The bus did not stop along the way. Although it was not traveling fast enough, it was able to cross the two places in an incredible way.
The distance seems to have been rewritten supernaturally at this moment.
soon.
The bus stopped. This was the first stop, but there was no stop. Instead, it stopped in an alley in an old city. The alley was obviously very narrow, but this bus But he squeezed in in an unreasonable way.
Mr. Qin didn't say anything. He just opened the door of the bus and sounded the horn.
"Beep! Beep!"
A dull, hoarse whistle sounded intermittently, as if it was about to disappear at any time.
After finishing these things, Mr. Qin just sat in the driver's seat and waited quietly.
"If you don't want to die, hurry up and get on."
As if thinking of something, Mr. Qin looked at the ghost controller who had been sitting in the car behind him and said.
Hearing this, everyone got out of the car with panic and panic.
Not long after everyone left.
In the corridor of this old residential building, an old woman with a wrinkled face, a slightly hunched back, and a lifeless look walked out slowly carrying a basket.
The old woman raised her eyelids slightly and looked in the direction of the driver's seat, revealing a strange look, but soon, she walked up to the side door and found a seat in the car to sit down.
When Mr. Qin saw that the passengers had boarded the bus, he drove the bus forward again. Soon he passed through the wall in front, disappeared into reality, and drove into a strange place that was incomprehensible.
"I thought you would never drive again. Why did you sound the horn this time? Is there something wrong?"
Although the old woman carrying the basket was old and full of lifelessness, But he is amiable and his tone of voice is also very soft, which makes people feel good about him.
"A very scary thing has appeared, and I can't handle it alone."
Mr. Qin said in a low tone while driving.
Hearing this, the old woman raised her eyelids slightly and said: "I'm almost dead and don't want to pay attention to too many things, but it's really strange that there are younger generations who can't even deal with you."
< br>After saying this, she was silent for a while, and then said: "This is the last time, there will be no next time."
"Don't worry, there won't be a next time." Old Man Qin He replied without replying.
"The thing this time is very special. It doesn't seem to belong to this world."
Mr. Qin's words made the old woman look more serious.
If you don’t belong to this world, then you represent a ghost from the future, or perhaps from the past.
But she didn't say much, she just leaned on the seat with her eyes closed, as if she was concentrating with her eyes closed.
The bus continued along a strange road, preparing to go to the next stop.
The seemingly long road actually didn't take long, and soon the surrounding scenery was no longer in a city, but in a suburb. This suburb was dim even in the daytime, and under the dim sky Below, old tombs are located in the distance.
There are a lot of these old graves, and they form a huge cemetery one after another.
The bus continued driving along the cemetery for a while and soon stopped in front of a wooden house.
This wooden house is very inconspicuous. It is located in the cemetery and can be easily overlooked if you don't look carefully.
But Mr. Qin drove the bus to the opposite side of the wooden house accurately.
The old, almost rotten wooden house is located in this strange cemetery. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for anyone to survive here.
However, Mr. Qin still sounded the horn as before.
The horn of the old supernatural bus echoed in this weird cemetery.
Soon.
“Crunch!”
An old wooden door opened and there was a sound, and someone walked out of the wooden house.
That was an old man, cold and weird, exuding a decaying aura, as if he was going to die at any time.
The old man paused for a moment in front of the wooden door. He looked at the bus with a pair of dark eyes without pupils, as if he was sizing it up.
After a while, the old man in the wooden house finally left the wooden house and got on the bus.
“It’s been a long time since I took this bus. We old guys shouldn’t meet each other. No one knows which one will die first.”
The old man who came out of the cemetery took a look, then found a place to sit down.
The old woman carrying the basket said: "Recently, a very scary ghost appeared in the supernatural circle. Xiao Qin said that it does not belong to this world and that even he can't deal with it, so he can only drag us old guys away. Come out.”
“That’s it.” The old man in the cemetery moved slightly.
The old lady said again: "Let's take a walk. It won't take long. I'll send you back after the matter is over. It won't delay anything."
"That's not it, just leaving. I'm in a hurry, I'm going to fight again, I didn't bring something with me." The old man in the cemetery looked out the window.
Following his gaze, there was an old shovel standing next to the cemetery wooden house, and a rusty coffin nail was nailed to the wooden pillar of the cemetery entrance not far away.
"It doesn't matter. With your words, this thing can be successful, but I don't want any accidents to happen, so let's go to the next stop."
"This ghost does not belong to If this world can come to us, it is likely to have supernatural powers that affect the past and the future, leaving traps for me."
Mr. Qin said, and then continued to drive the bus.
In the carriage, the two old men said nothing, just sat in their seats and waited quietly.
Meng Xiaodong, the old woman in Room 301.
The cemetery owner Luo Qian.
However, that’s not all, Mr. Qin actually wants to find the next one.
However, at this time, the ghost controller named Li Qingzhi who was guarding the Caesar Hotel should be dead and would probably not come.
There is also Luo Wensong. Yang Jian has finished dealing with the starving ghosts, and Luo Wensong has long since recovered.
But the remaining few still had plenty of food.
The old man Zhang Dong in the ancient house.
And the longest-living drug store owner
It would be very terrifying if these top figures from the Republic of China met before they died and joined forces.
I don’t know what Mr. Qin saw, but he actually chose to bring all these people together at this time.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
With Zhang Hao here, there is no surprise in allowing the Mummy Bride to master the ghost paintings of this period.
Even while the mummy bride was completing the ghost painting, Zhang Hao also found the black and white portrait in the ghost painting world.
For example, the filial piety clothes worn by the Graveweeping Ghost were of little help to Zhang Hao now, so Zhang Hao had no idea of taking the clothes off the ghost in the bus.
But Zhang Hao still needs to find the black and white ghost. It can be said that this ghost is one of Zhang Hao's core methods. Although it is only temporarily 60% supernatural, it is impossible for him not to complete it.
After Zhang Hao waited for the Mummy Bride to control the ghost painting, he immediately asked the Mummy Bride to summon the ghost cabinet that belonged to this world.
Summoning the ghost closet and choosing the mummy bride as the transaction object, Zhang Hao directly wrote down the question he wanted.
"Tell me the location of Yang Jian."
Zhang Hao seemed very urgent in doing things because he didn't know when Mr. Qin would bring Zhang Dong and his party over.
“Give me a ghost.”
The ghost closet directly stated its own conditions.
Just looking for Yang Jian's location is not a difficult deal, so the conditions for the ghost closet are not difficult.
Hearing the conditions of the ghost closet, Zhang Hao directly grabbed a ghost from the ghost painting behind the corpse bride and handed it over to it.
The ghost cupboard pulled the ghost into the cupboard. After a while, a note appeared in the drawer.
“Dajing City, Ping’an Community.”
"Already in Dajing City? It seems that Yang Jian's behavior has changed because of me."
Normally speaking, Yang Jian should still be in ZS City now.
However, Zhang Hao was not too surprised. After all, he was seen by Yang Jian on the bus. It's normal for Yang Jian's behavior to change since he has human skin in his hand.
Zhang Hao held the ghost bride with one hand and the mummy bride whose skin became tender after riding the ghost painting with the other hand and disappeared into Dachang City.
Now, whether it's another crying face or the human skin, both are in Yang Jian's hands, and finding Yang Jian is the top priority.
And Dajing City was originally one of Zhang Hao’s destinations.
There is another ghost coffin in Dajing City, and there are also starving ghosts.
In Dajing City, Yang Jian was communicating with his mother in Ping'an Community at this time.
Suddenly, Yang Jian felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.
"What's going on?" Yang Jian frowned and looked at everything around him, but he didn't sense any supernatural aura at all.
"Is it an illusion? Or is the ghost controller in the circle of friends resurrected in the community?"
Yang Jian looked at the community. This community seemed normal, let alone a powerful ghost. He didn't even see a ghost master.
Just what is going on with this growing uneasiness?
This kind of uneasiness comes not only from oneself, but also from the uneasiness of ghost eyes.
As if sensing some kind of terrifying existence, Ghost Eyes began to become restless.
"No, I have to leave as soon as possible."
Yang Jian had a hunch that this crisis was probably coming for him.
He left Ping An Community as quickly as possible and had someone drive the vehicle to the headquarters.
In Yang Jian's alert and confused eyes, he soon understood why Guiyan felt uneasy.
I don’t know when the sky was covered by a layer of rich paper dust that kept falling like clouds, and the city still lost its color at this moment.
The surrounding buildings became mottled and colorless, like old objects that were about to flourish, and the pedestrians on the street faded and disappeared in a strange way.
The uneasiness coming from Yang Jian's ghost eyes at this moment has disappeared, because the ghost eyes have turned from the previous uneasiness to silence.
“It’s those two ghosts!”
No need to guess, Yang Jian knew what was coming.
He had only seen this kind of complete silence in ghost eyes on two ghosts. One of them was when the ghost painting passed by Dachang City, and the other was the last time he was on the bus.
“Escape!”
However, just as he had this thought, a white figure blocked his way.
“I found you.”
Zhang Hao blocked the moving vehicle.
The car seemed to be made of gold, and it took Zhang Hao a while to successfully sense Yang Jian's presence.
If a few ghost slaves hadn't determined that this car was far away from Ping An Community, Yang Jian might have actually escaped.
"What's going on? This ghost is looking at me?"
Yang Jian's heart was beating wildly. The first time he walked into this car, he discovered the specialness of this car. It is a car made of gold, a gold box with natural shade.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for Yang Jian to be seen in the golden box.
Zhang Hao looked at Yang Jian in the car. He was not in a hurry to destroy the car door and kill him. He just looked at the car.
The ghosts tried to invade the space inside the car, but no matter how they invaded, they could not really invade the interior.
In Guixi's perception, the place where this car is is like a blank space.
"Is it the same as reality, is it all real gold?" Zhang Hao murmured in his heart.
The appearance of gold makes the world look even weirder.
If this is really a derived world, gold cannot exist here.
Supernatural has the possibility to derive anything, but it is impossible to derive gold.
But if this is a false world, then why does the other one disappear when Yang Jian uses two ghost eyes to superimpose each other?
"There are more and more mysteries. We must get the human skin paper."
As Zhang Hao turned his attention to the car, the four wheels of the car moved at this moment. disappear.
"Erased from reality?" Yang Jian's pupils shrank, full of shock.
But what was even more shocking was what was behind. With Yang Jian's dull expression, Zhang Hao reached out and grabbed the car door, and completely tore off the entire car door with force.
“Are you a human or a ghost?”
Yang Jian stared at Zhang Hao with his eyes wide open.
This thing is too weird, even the newspaper ghost that affected Zhao Lei and Zhao Kaiming's wish ghost are not that weird, right?
This thing actually opened the golden car door just to attack the people inside?
Zhang Hao did not answer Yang Jian, but looked at a golden cylinder hanging on Yang Jian's chest.
"Crack!"
With the sound of a hard object breaking, the golden cylinder box hanging on Yang Jian's chest was taken off.
Zhang Hao opened the box, revealing a piece of leather paper that looked like human skin.
"My name is Yang Jian. When you see me, I am already dead."
As soon as the human skin paper was opened by Zhang Hao, this content emerged.
However, the content soon changed.
“My name is Zhang Hao, and those old men are coming to deal with me soon. I will be attacked at 3:12 this afternoon.”
“In order to be able to fight effectively To reach a confrontation with them, I must take away the ghost coffin as quickly as possible.”
"And the ghost coffin alone is not enough. I also need to find the ghost lake, the starving ghost, the red room, and the white eye."
"If possible, I'd better fight with the ghosts in this world. The newspaper has reached some cooperation and is looking for a ghost that can affect life span."
The content on the human skin paper is still being written. This is the first time Yang Jian has seen it. No one has asked questions. Under such circumstances, Human Skin Paper cooperated so actively.
“The human skin paper is afraid of this ghost?”
When Zhang Hao spread out the human skin paper, he did not deliberately hide his thoughts. The main reason was that he did not think Yang Jian could pose a threat to him. , but it is more important to look at the role of human skin paper.
Yang Jian saw that the writing on the human skin paper that was being written disappeared.
“There are a few ghosts that are very helpful to me and can play a big role in dealing with those old people, human skin paper, silence, and the ghost finger.”
< br>"Put the human skin paper on my face and let my mind go, and I will be able to acquire the unsolvable ability of the human skin paper."
However, just halfway through writing this sentence, the next moment, the content on the human skin paper suddenly changed. .
"Ghost! You can't eat me! You can't eat me!"
However, no matter what was written on the human skin paper, Zhang Hao ignored it. Instead, he pinched the human skin paper hard, crumpled it into a ball and swallowed it.
Although he does not have the ability to directly eat ghosts like the Starving Ghost, given Zhang Hao's current situation, it is still very simple to control such a piece of human skin, even without using the ghost's ability.
As he swallowed the human skin paper, Zhang Hao felt that his consciousness was undergoing some incomprehensible changes.
In Zhang Hao's sight, countless threads appeared on Yang Jian's body. Looking upward, there seemed to be a different future at the end of each thread.
It's like watching a movie. As long as you keep looking up along this thread, you can see movies with different endings.
Zhang Hao looked at the ghost bride and the mummy bride. They also had this kind of thread.
Then Zhang Hao focused his attention on himself, and he found that there were not many silk threads on his body.
But it seemed that as he ate the human skin paper, the number of lines began to grow, becoming much more than Yang Jian and the Ghost Bride combined.
Each thread will represent Zhang Hao’s final outcome after making different actions.
When you take the initiative to pull the threads representing different endings, you can also see all the processes of this ending and understand everything in the process.
"Having the supernatural power of human skin paper, does it give me more possibilities in the future?"
Zhang Hao looked at one of his own silk threads. That thread was suppressed by Zhang Hao by Zhang Dong. line.
In this ending, Zhang Hao controlled the ghost coffins, ghost lakes, black and white portraits, starving ghosts, and those ghost eyes in this world, but he was still suppressed by Zhang Dong.
Then there is another ending. In that ending, Zhang Hao controls one more ghost than the one above, which is a part of a quiet supernatural being.
Acquiring this part of the quiet supernatural power allowed Zhang Hao to truly gain unlimited derivative abilities.
His derivative photos can now appear as clones.
It’s been a month since it lasted. Let’s take a break today, take it easy, and take a picture first.
(End of this chapter)