Chapter 139 The person stepping on the coffin, the coffin that cannot be lifted
The embroidered shoes drawn were contaminated with ink and could not be used in a short period of time.
If it were an ordinary ghost master, he might only be able to declare his death.
But fortunately, the ghost controlled by He Yuelian is a ghost painting after all.
Facing the situation that her attack methods were restricted and could not be used in a short period of time, she immediately used Restart.
As He Yuelian's figure began to twist and blur, a portrait fell from the sky.
As the portrait fell, a beautiful and glamorous woman came out.
"It's a restart! Is this guy using restart like this? Aren't you afraid of the ghost's resurrection?"
In the darkness, a man with a dark body, as if he had applied a layer of oil film on his skin, walked out.
He looked at the restarted He Yuelian with a solemn face. Of course, ghost paintings can be restarted, and they, the kings, certainly know this.
But they didn't expect that He Yuelian chose to restart just because one of his attack methods was restricted.
"No! No, she only controls one ghost!"
The hunched and thin old man stared at the restarted He Yuelian, seeming to have discovered something, and said in a solemn tone.
"Only controlled one ghost? Old man, are you kidding me?"
On the roof, the man shrouded in darkness heard the old man's words and looked at him.
Even if they are aliens, in addition to the ghost that turned them into aliens, they also control other powerful ghosts.
"I'm not wrong, this woman only controlled one ghost, and those embroidered shoes were just painted."
The old man's rickety body slowly stood up, and his expression changed. Weird and solemn.
From the news, the driver of this ghost painting has used supernatural powers quite a lot.
It is a very scary thing to control only one ghost and use a lot of supernatural powers without being revived.
This means that no matter what supernatural power He Yuelian uses, the source is only the ghost she controls, and there is no need to worry about the ghost's resurrection.
You must know that even if you are an alien, when you use other supernatural powers besides your own ghost, you will also bear the price of the ghost's resurrection.
It’s just that because they have turned into aliens, they will not die and their bodies have become ghosts, so their resistance to the resurrection of evil ghosts has been greatly improved.
But even so, when the number of supernatural beings used exceeds a certain upper limit, they will still have the problem of ghosts reviving.
For example, the ghost that Yang Jian turned into was a ghost. If he uses his ghost eyes to a certain extent, he will revive the ghost.
"Trouble!"
The ink man stared at the restarted He Yuelian and the ghosts released by He Yuelian after the restart, his eyes became serious.
At this time, these kings regarded He Yuelian as an alien who controlled the ghost painting alone. After all, he was not an alien, judging from the supernatural powers He Yuelian used, it was not normal at all.
"I only need to kill that painter. If the others leave now, I won't take action against you."
He Yuelian stepped on a wire, her cold eyes contained murderous intent, staring at that The painter who emerges from the darkness.
"Guys, don't believe this woman." The painter said hurriedly when he heard this.
"We have already taken action against her. Everyone knows that people like us will never stop fighting once we have a grudge."
"Now that she is persuading you to leave, it means that she also feels the danger. , we have the ability to imprison her.”
Hearing the painter’s words, everyone nodded and took action again.
The man shrouded in darkness on the roof completely released his ghosts. The dark ghosts wanted to invade He Yuelian's ghosts.
However, when faced with the ghostly ghosts of Guihua, unless you have some ability to restrain her, or your terror level is stronger than hers, you won't be able to unfold it at all.
Even if the man on the roof is already at the level of a king, it is still too whimsical to use ghosts to invade He Yuelian.
After all, Gui Hua's ghost is the most powerful existence in the world.
"Look at me! Keep an eye on this woman to prevent her from restarting."
Seeing this, the skinny old man immediately launched his own attack.
But I saw the old man raised his skinny arm, and then slowly lowered it.
When he raised his arm, there was an old coffin placed on it.
The coffin was in tatters, as if it was about to fall apart at any time, and even the black paint was peeling off.
The black-painted coffin is not big, and its appearance is very vague.
But as the old man slowly lowered his arm, the coffin became increasingly clear, as if it had invaded reality from an unknown supernatural place.
He Yuelian also discovered something unusual. She could sense that an extremely terrifying coffin was invading her ghosts.
At this time, she looked at the old man and noticed that the other man had stood up and moved his arms, and she also reacted.
It turns out that this old man is not hunchbacked at all, but he can't stand up because there is a coffin on his body.
Now he launched an attack, put the coffin down, and naturally stood up.
Then, He Yuelian was surprised to find that she seemed to be unable to move, her body seemed to be nailed to the spot, and she lost consciousness.
He couldn't even blink his eyelids, but his consciousness was still awake. Apart from that, the only one who wasn't too affected was probably Guixie.
However, even Guixi could not transfer He Yuelian's body to other places.
Even if it is a ghost, it can only keep releasing and isolating it to prevent others from easily approaching it.
He Yuelian's time seemed to have been slowed down countless times and came to a standstill.
The coffin on the old man's skinny arm was slowly falling.
Through the cracks in the coffin, one could see pairs of strange eyes inside, all of which were staring at He Yuelian, and the number was still increasing.
He Yuelian was stared at by these eyes, and she even had a strong impulse in her heart to start killing people. After all, these eyes had triggered her killing pattern.
But perhaps the difference in the degree of terror was so great that even if the attack of these eyes triggered He Yuelian's murderous pattern, she could not successfully break free.
The old man's action of lowering his arms continued. As the lifted black coffin descended, the sight staring at He Yuelian in the coffin became more and more sinister.
The old black coffin lid shook and shook, and then the coffin lid opened a gap.
A bruised arm slowly poked out from inside, as if a very terrifying ghost was being released.
“In this coffin, I’m afraid there is an extremely terrifying ghost imprisoned!”
Although He Yuelian couldn’t look past it, she could still barely sense it due to the ghost painting’s murder pattern being triggered. to the changes on the coffin.
"It's over."
Seeing the old man's actions, the other kings had no intention of attacking again, obviously they believed in the old man's strength.
"Old man, this woman will be locked up by then, can you leave her to me?" The painter said to the old man at this time.
"I can feel that the ghost in this woman's body is very consistent with the ghost I control."
"When the time comes, we will make a deal, and I will take all the ghosts I have captured. Here, I just want this woman’s body.”
While the painter was talking, a rusty coffin nail appeared in his hand.
He is waiting. If the old man's attack fails to prevent He Yuelian from restarting, he will restrict the restarting picture frame as soon as the picture frame appears.
When the others heard this, they all looked at the painter in surprise, with unclear expressions.
“Speaking of which, I also want this woman.”
The ink man licked his lips and seemed a little excited. While looking at the old man, he kept turning his head to look at painter.
The ghost he controls is a kind of ink, so he is very interested in this kind of ghost related to paintings, books, pens and the like.
“You want it too?”
The painter's voice turned cold, and his cold eyes stared at the ink man.
Don't listen to the code name "painter" as being literary. The painter himself is more artistic in his dressing style, but the painter is not a good person.
The artist who can survive in the chaotic society abroad and become the best among the kings is not a good man or woman.
Hearing the painter's words, the ink man stared at the painter, and the atmosphere became a little subtle.
But soon, the ink man grinned with a weird smile.
"Forget it, since you want it, let me give it to you. I mainly just want to study this woman." "You are a painter, and a ghost painting will definitely help you more than me."
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The words were nice and reasonable, but all the kings understood that the ink man had given up.
But that’s right, the painter not only has strange abilities, but he also has an unsolvable coffin nail in his hand.
That is to say, Gui Hua has special abilities and needs to imprison both Gui Hua and Hua Gui at the same time, otherwise he might be able to deal with this woman himself.
Everyone seemed calm, waiting for the old man to lower the coffin completely and launch a fatal attack.
Unconsciously, the surrounding temperature seemed to have become a lot colder, and the air became a little humid.
"Ink man, please don't mess around!" The old lady thought that the ink man was dissatisfied and was affecting the surrounding environment.
“It’s not me.” The ink man shook his head hurriedly.
“It should be the change caused by the coffin bearers putting down the coffin. This is the first time I actually see the pallbearers put down the coffin.”
On the black and white wall, a black and white man who seemed to be projected wondered.
At this time, the old man carrying the coffin was still putting down the coffin in his hand.
As the coffin continued to fall, it was already level with the old man's waist. Several hands in the coffin were stretched out to grab He Yuelian.
These hands seemed to be able to stretch infinitely. It was clear that there was still a distance between He Yuelian and the old man, but those strangely stretched out to less than three centimeters away from He Yuelian.
As long as the coffin is lowered further, so that the coffin can use more supernatural powers, these strange hands will soon be able to completely grab He Yuelian and pull him into the coffin.
"Zhang Hao! Save me! I met a painter!"
At this time, He Yuelian kept murmuring in her heart, calling out a person's name, and she kept recalling the figure of Zhang Hao's back when he left.
Because the starting point was too high, He Yuelian never encountered any danger worthy of being called a crisis after becoming a ghost controller.
No matter what kind of enemy she faces, she only needs to use the supernatural means in her body to defeat it.
If she can't defeat it, it's just because she doesn't know how to use other supernatural means. As long as she is aware of the existence of other supernatural beings and uses them, she can defeat it.
But now, this is the first time that He Yuelian has encountered this state where he is completely controlled and cannot be restarted even if he wants to.
When she realized that she seemed to have no way to deal with it, she panicked and instinctively called Zhang Hao.
However, this call can be regarded as completing Zhang Hao's mission goal. After all, Zhang Hao asked her to only find the painter, but did not ask her to capture the painter.
Perhaps she was too impressed with Zhang Hao?
As He Yuelian continued to recall Zhang Hao’s back, she found that the picture in her mind became increasingly clear.
As the strangeness continued, she even felt that the black and white figure was standing not far away from her.
“Is it an illusion?”
He Yuelian stared at the road ahead. As she continued to recall, it seemed to her that the street was becoming black and white!
"Projectionist, did you find something?"
Above the eaves, the man who had been shrouded in darkness walked down, holding a dagger in his hand.
Perhaps he noticed that the world was becoming black and white, he frowned and asked.
"That woman's ghost paintings were invaded? Are your ghosts so strong?"
The ink man was also surprised to see that the city shrouded in ghost paintings was losing color. .
“Although I really want to admit it, I didn’t intrude this. I don’t have the ability to intrude ghost paintings.”
The projectionist with black and white projected on the wall said with a stern face. .
"Then what's going on?"
Everyone felt a little confused after hearing the projectionist's words.
Of all the people present, the only one whose supernatural methods are related to black and white is the projectionist.
“Perhaps there is a big trouble!”
An old voice sounded, it was the skinny old man who carried the coffin and attacked He Yuelian.
When everyone heard this, they all looked in the direction of the old man carrying the coffin.
At this time, the coffin lid that was opened in the hands of the old man carrying the coffin has been tightly closed again without knowing when.
The old man carrying the coffin was even more hunched at this time, with his hands on the stage, as if he was under some kind of incomprehensible pressure.
Everyone slowly looked at the position above the coffin. It was a man. He was wearing clothes made of white cloth and a face covering with a crying face on his face.
The man's exposed hands were extremely pale and he was stepping on the coffin, which seemed to bring incomprehensible pressure to the old man carrying the coffin.
"Ghost? Or a ghost master?"
A hint of horror appeared on the old lady's face in a Western dress, and her few senses sensed a strong uneasiness.
"Is this a ghost from the ghost painting and ghost world?"
Everyone knows that there are many powerful ghosts imprisoned in the depths of the ghost painting world.
When He Yuelian was being controlled, such a thing suddenly appeared, which inevitably made them think more.
"This thing is very scary. I would conservatively estimate that at worst it would be an S-class supernatural incident."
The painter held the coffin nails in his hands and did not dare to act rashly. He just stared at the person on the coffin.
"Bang!"
Perhaps due to too much pressure, the old man carrying the coffin couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. The dark and heavy coffin hit the coffin carrier hard. There was a roar from the old man.
“Cough cough cough!”
The old man was pressed by the coffin and seemed unable to stand up at all. He kept making hoarse coughing sounds.
"Help first! If you continue to let the old man be suppressed like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before the evil ghost wakes up."
The killer noticed the condition of the old man carrying the coffin and said hurriedly.
However, the moment he stepped forward, the darkness that enveloped him was quickly dissipating.
A moment later, a black and white figure appeared in everyone's eyes.
The killer's ghost was completely suppressed. Facing this unknown enemy, he was not even qualified to use his ghost face.
The black and white ghost is twisting, as if something is coming out.
Soon, as a bit of burnt paper ashes fell, a woman wearing a wedding dress, embroidered shoes, and a hijab appeared next to the man in white.
As soon as the woman in the wedding dress appeared, she held the hand of the man in white, like a loving couple, but the style of the painting seemed a bit out of place.
"Ghost painting? He Yuelian?" All the kings exclaimed when they saw the woman in red appearing.
But soon, they realized that this was not He Yuelian just now.
The dress she is wearing is a wedding dress, not a red skirt. Although she is dressed very similar to He Yuelian, she is not the same person or the same ghost.
In fact, the red dress on He Yuelian looks more like it was painted based on the wedding dress of this oriental bride.
But because it was drawn, the wedding dress on He Yuelian looked a little blurry, and it looked like a red dress.
And the embroidered shoes on He Yuelian’s feet were not based on the real pair of embroidered shoes on the feet of this oriental bride as a reference?
You don’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you see a large amount.
After a rough observation, they found that He Yuelian's outfit, except for the missing red hijab, was 80% similar to the Oriental bride who had just appeared.
I just don’t know if the face under the hijab looks the same as He Yuelian.
“Zhang Hao!”
When the kings did not dare to act, a surprised female voice came out.
It was He Yuelian who was previously controlled by the old man carrying the coffin. After Zhang Hao completely suppressed the old man carrying the coffin, she broke free from that restriction.
As soon as He Yuelian appeared and saw Zhang Hao, she hurried over and held his other hand.
Like a well-behaved cat, he took the initiative to move his head closer, and raised Zhang Hao's other hand to stroke his head.
"Um, is this still He Yuelian who was rumored to kill someone if they disagreed?"
The kings looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
People like them should have no feelings anymore, right? Even if there is, there is only the desire to survive and become stronger.
Especially He Yuelian's acting style is more like a lunatic who has lost control of his sanity and has been eroded by evil spirits. He kills people whenever he disagrees with her.
Why do you act like a little girl who has just started to fall in love and likes to stick to her boyfriend?
(End of this chapter)