Chapter 153 When the Ghost Awakens
Looking at the scapegoat workbench in front of him, Zhang Hao did not stop there.
For him, the role of the scapegoat is not great. A living person needs the scapegoat to help bear the attack and share the pressure, but he does not need it.
Looking past the scapegoat on the table, Zhang Hao's eyes continued to search the room.
Soon, he discovered a drawing board in the corner of the room.
There is a painting on the drawing board. The person in the portrait should be Mr. Qin. He looks somewhat similar to Mr. Qin, but he looks younger.
At the same time, Zhang Hao looked in the direction of the ground. There was also a painting there, which was somewhat similar to Yang Jian.
"One is a painting of Mr. Qin when he was younger, and the other is a portrait of Yang Jian's father, Yang Xiaotian."
Zhang Hao stared at the portrait, and there was a certain fragrance in the portrait. The supernatural aura proves that this painting is not just an ordinary portrait like Zhang Dong.
“It’s very similar to those oil paintings in the ghost post office.”
Zhang Hao didn't have any scruples and directly picked up the photos on the ground.
Zhang Hao carefully looked at the situation in the room. Apart from these paintings, he found no other paints or other items.
In Zhang Hao's sight, no figure was found in this room.
“It seems that this kind of oil painting can not only produce one painting of the same person.”
“But it is also true that Madam can also copy several Seven Elders at the same time.”
"The reason why I think oil paintings can only depict one person is because the person copied by the ghost paint did not appear again after being killed."
Zhang Hao threw the portrait away with some disappointment. On the ground, look elsewhere.
At this moment, the eyes of the dim and depressing sketch on the drawing board turned strangely and looked in the direction of Zhang Hao.
But when Zhang Hao turned around, he returned to his previous appearance.
Suddenly, Zhang Hao seemed to feel something, and his head suddenly turned behind him.
He heard the sound of a tune.
That is the music played by the old record player. It has a style from the Republic of China period. It is vaguely soothing and beautiful, with an atmosphere that has accumulated over time.
In a place like this, the wafting music feels extremely weird and creepy.
Zhang Hao turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound. At some point, a strange record player appeared in the room.
“Is it some kind of special supernatural item?”
Zhang Hao walked towards the record player and picked it up.
After being caught by Zhang Hao, the record player made a buzzing sound, as if it was stuck, and the sound quickly disappeared.
The ghost in the record player was directly suppressed at this time.
Zhang Haoti kept the record player and looked at it for a while, then put it into the ghost. It was not used for the time being, but it might be useful in the future.
After taking away the record player, there was nothing worth noticing in the room.
But think about it, after all, it was the place where he died. Meng Xiaodong chose to die in this community that was in contact with the real world.
If it was really a very terrifying and unsolvable ghost, she would definitely not put it here to affect the sleep of her body.
However, just when Zhang Hao was about to go to the room where Meng Xiaodong was, footsteps suddenly came from the room.
Judging from the direction, it seemed to be footsteps.
Zhang Hao heard the sound and hurriedly walked out of the room to the door.
Don't know when.
An old woman with an old face, empty eyes, and white eyes was already standing quietly at the door of the room.
"Is it the record player just now? Or is it something else?"
Zhang Hao's expression became wary, and black and white began to spread toward the room with him as the center.
Although there is some kind of supernatural being in the house that can suppress the spread of ghosts, for Zhang Hao, this does not seem to have much effect.
The black and white ghosts spread and successfully broke through the unknown supernatural blockade in the room.
The black and white ghosts continued to spread, covering the old woman who suddenly appeared.
The clothes on the old woman's body began to lose color as Zhang Hao eroded them.
But when Zhang Hao used ghosts to invade the old woman, the other party also invaded Zhang Hao in turn.
In the depths of Zhang Hao's memory, he could see an expressionless, old and strange old woman walking towards him.
She is trying to replace Zhang Hao, but it is obvious that neither Zhang Hao nor the old woman can completely replace the other.
They are all ghosts and cannot be eliminated.
And they are also proficient in supernatural means of invading the past, or invading the present from the past.
The supernatural collision between the two seems to have caused changes in the surroundings.
The originally dim lights in the room became even dimmer at this time, and a cold atmosphere spread in the room.
The lighting in the room also seemed to have some kind of extremely special supernatural power. As Zhang Hao and the old woman's supernatural powers had an increasingly strong influence on other things in the room.
The lights in the room began to flicker, and the lights could no longer be maintained at this time.
But because the main targets of Zhang Hao and the old lady's attack were each other, this kind of light can occasionally have a chance to breathe.
“Whoa!”
A white curtain fell and rolled around the old woman’s body, tying her up like a rice dumpling.
Meng Xiaodong finally dismembered part of his supernatural powers.
Although this part of the supernatural beings that can invade the past and future has not been affected, the other supernatural beings in Meng Xiaodong's body have long since disappeared.
Faced with ghost controllers and fierce ghosts who have not reached the level of the Seven Elders, Meng Xiaodong still has no solution after recovering.
But facing an enemy that has reached this level, she has no other means of attack.
Because the old woman was not a dead soul at this time, Zhang Hao's black and white ghosts did not have a restraining effect on him.
Both sides have similar methods. When they invade each other, neither can do anything about the other.
But the problem is that besides black and white ghosts, Zhang Hao also has other supernatural means.
Beyond invasion and replacement, this old woman has no more supernatural means.
Faced with the entanglement of the white curtain, the old woman could only rely on her own level of terror to resist.
Facing the white curtain carrying the supernatural coffin nails, the old woman's body began to become a little unreal, but it was not completely suppressed.
"It's strange that he actually withstood the attack of the coffin nails."
Zhang Hao looked at the old woman's body in surprise.
Infinite restarts like Oni's attack are not included. Although the nail in the coffin seemed to have hit, it was actually avoided by Oni's attack.
It does not count when Zhang Hao was hit by coffin nails before, because he had two coffin nails in his body to resist.
This was the first time he encountered a scene where the coffin nail's supernatural power failed after hitting it.
The old woman was trapped by the white curtain carrying three coffin nails. Although her movements were affected to a certain extent, she still had the energy to fight back against Zhang Hao.
Faced with the old woman's attack at this time, Zhang Hao did not act in a hurry, but observed the other party's condition.
As Zhang Hao watched, he quickly discovered the old woman's state at this time.
"I see, how about using superimposed self to resist the coffin nails?"
At this time, the old woman was in a special state, although there was only one Meng Xiaodong standing in front of her.
But in fact, when you attack the old woman, you attack countless of hers.
Even the white curtain carrying three coffin nails attacked Meng Xiaodong, the attack was also shared by countless Meng Xiaodong.
It is also for this reason that the nail in the coffin of being invincible loses its effect when facing Meng Xiaodong.
"If that's the case, then I should be able to do it."
I have to say that confronting an enemy with similar methods is really helpful to Zhang Hao.
Being invaded by Meng Xiaodong's ghost allowed Zhang Hao to develop the ability to invade the past and invade the present from the past without stealing the supernatural.
But this time, the state of the old woman’s existence after Meng Xiaodong recovered gave Zhang Hao new inspiration.
They are also people who have existed in countless pasts. At this time, Zhang Hao's figure began to become a bit unreal.
The illusory figures overlapped with Zhang Hao. As they continued to overlap, Zhang Hao's body exuded a more sinister and strange aura.
Under the current circumstances, any supernatural attack on Zhang Hao will be shared by countless Zhang Haos who existed in the past. "Perhaps, if this method is taken to the extreme, it can be eradicated by force."
Zhang Hao seems to have a clear understanding in his heart that the current self can only overlap and share supernatural powers with his past self.
But if in the future, I can overlap with the dead souls in the black and white world, and all my future and past selves.
All individuals share the supernatural power brought about by each attack, and their own defense will experience a qualitative leap.
“By the way, in addition, maybe Bai Lian’s attack methods can also change.”
Zhang Hao stared at the old woman coldly, and she taught him another way to use supernatural powers.
In this case, let’s try it with the other party to see if this method can be put on the table.
The black and white ghosts spread, and among them, countless illusory figures seemed to appear on Zhang Hao.
Then, the white curtain tied around Zhang Hao's waist suddenly shot out, tying up the old woman.
Not only this white curtain, in addition to the white curtain that shot out first, there were also white curtains shot out behind Zhang Hao.
Except for the one wrapped around Zhang Hao's waist, all the ghost white curtains are derived individuals.
It can carry powerful suppressive power only because Zhang Hao exerts the suppressive force of the coffin nails on it.
But at this time, each of these white curtains shot out from Zhang Hao's side seemed to be.
And what’s even more weird is that every white curtain that shoots out carries an aura of terror and incomprehension.
This is the suppression from the coffin nails, the wrapping of the shroud.
Each of these white curtains is from Zhang Hao in different periods. Although there are many, they are still increasing.
But each of these white curtains is real, not derived. Each white curtain can carry coffin nails and the brainless suppression of ghosts.
As the white curtains stretched out, the old woman who could resist the ghost white curtains without affecting her own movements could not help but stop her movements.
Her body movements began to slow down, and she, who was infinitely versatile, could not resist Zhang Hao, who was infinitely versatile.
“Perhaps, you can try this method.” Zhang Hao murmured.
Now Zhang Hao has seventy or eighty suppression quotas, even if it is to ensure that he can continue to use supernatural powers.
Only using some of the unused ghosts as suppression quotas to suppress other ghosts, there are about forty quotas that Zhang Hao can freely use.
In the past, Zhang Hao couldn't understand why his ghosts couldn't suppress the Seventh Elder level.
But now he has understood that the essence lies in infinite superposition.
In the past, Zhang Hao was unable to infinitely stack the ghost suppression quota. No matter how many ghosts he ate, his suppression quota was always fixed at a certain number.
Like Meng Xiaodong, she can offset Zhang Hao's forty or fifty suppression quotas by herself, coupled with the infinite invasion of supernatural beings.
Each Meng Xiaodong can offset dozens of Zhang Hao's quotas. After the number of stacks is added up, the mindless suppression of supernatural beings will naturally be ineffective against her.
Another example is Luo Qian. Although this old man does not have infinite invasion, he has continuously derived abilities equivalent to his own.
But the soil in his grave can achieve the absolute current burial, and the grave soil seems to be infinitely derivative. The grave soil forming the grave will not disappear with Luo Qian's departure.
In addition, there are countless evil ghosts imprisoned in the tombs. It is also not something Zhang Hao can suppress by simply increasing the number of evil ghosts.
Furthermore, other people among the Seven Elders, whether it is Zhang Dong, Zhang Youhong, or others, also have similar methods.
After all, the lowest level of the Seven Elders is to be able to realize the concept of 'infinity'.
As long as you can truly achieve infinity and you can withstand infinite superposition, then no matter what is superimposed, it will be extremely terrifying.
It is also for this reason that when Gui Cha faces these Seven Elders, the limited quota of suppression becomes so weak.
The limited suppression quota cannot suppress the infinite number of fierce ghosts. The only commendable infinite number of ghosts is infinite restart. The strength of the ghosts is simply unbearable in the face of the Seven Elders.
"But now it's time for ghosts to play their real role."
In order to ensure that he can invade indefinitely, Zhang Hao belongs to the black and white ghost series, and the ghosts of the memory series are not used by him to suppress Quota used.
At this time, Zhang Hao only had close to forty free spots to suppress Li Gui.
But with no restrictions on allowing his past self to invade his present self, Zhang Hao's suppression quota is constantly increasing.
Forty, eighty, one hundred six, three hundred and two
The suppression quota is continuously increasing in multiples to the maximum number of supernatural beings that can be suppressed.
Zhang Hao himself is constantly improving, while the old woman's supernatural power is constantly decreasing.
This is an extremely terrifying way to grow up.
At this time, Zhang Hao felt that maybe he should take back his previous words.
The growth potential of ghosts is far more terrifying than that of starving ghosts.
Possessing the power of mindless suppression, as long as ghosts can have unlimited derivation or unlimited invasion abilities, he will definitely become the strongest ghost.
Of course, this refers to Zhang Hao and Meng Xiaodong’s infinite invasion or infinite derivation methods.
Every derived individual is equivalent to the state of the original body, not the kind of supernatural being that derives a clone.
A clone is just a supernatural being that possesses part of its original body. This kind of clone may be destroyed without a means of restarting, but it cannot be added to the ghost's suppression quota.
After all, every suppression spot on a ghost represents a real fierce ghost.
As Zhang Hao continued to stack up, when he stacked his own suppression to more than 8,000, the old woman finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Although the superposition speeds of the two are almost the same, Zhang Hao can suppress some of the evil spirits in the old woman's body every time he superimposes them.
Every time the old woman loses part of the number of ghosts, the speed of superimposing supernatural powers will decrease.
Every time Zhang Hao superimposes, the amount he can increase next time will double the original amount.
The superposition speed of one is almost fixed, and the superposition speed of the other is still increasing.
Under the ebb and flow of one thing and another, the final outcome is self-evident.
"It's finally solved, you are a good teacher."
"Therefore, I will cherish your ghost."
Zhang Hao looked completely lost Action, the old woman who was tied up by countless white curtains said coldly.
Zhang Hao stepped forward, but at this time he was somewhat surprised to find that the body of the old woman who was in the room was still there.
"Huh? So, this is just a derivative entity?"
Zhang Hao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that a derivative entity could fight with him for so long.
But soon, he reacted again.
Not to mention the resurrected Meng Xiaodong, isn’t even he now a derivative individual from the past?
Perhaps it is also because the current Zhang Hao belongs to an individual from the past period.
That's why this old woman started to attack Zhang Hao while the body on the bed was still there.
“Because he and the old woman in front of him are on the same timeline, and the old woman on the bed is actually on the same timeline as Zhang Hao’s body.”
“But there’s no need to worry. .”
“Just us. In this infinite invasion situation, after she failed in the battle, her self in all timelines has been suppressed."
Zhang Hao ignored the corpse of the old woman tied up like a rice dumpling in front of him, and turned around. Walk towards the bedroom where the old woman's body is.
He wants to take away the ghost from the old woman's corpse.
Pushing the door open, Zhang Hao smelled a scent as soon as he entered.
This is the smell of sandalwood, but the smell is very weak.
"It's just an ordinary fragrance. Because incense is burned in the room all year round, this bedroom retains this smell."
Zhang Hao probably felt it for a while and then lost interest.
He looked at the ceiling of the room, where there was a strip of red cloth.
The red cloth strips hang down on an old red lacquered wooden bed below. It looks like a red gauze curtain, but the red cloth strips are not transparent.
Zhang Hao looked at the wooden bars. The wooden bed was not a modern style, but a frame bed surrounded on three sides with a bed top.
This bed is just placed here, and the dark tone gives people a strange feeling, which is inexplicably depressing.
On the old bed lay the body of an old woman. The old man looked peaceful and looked like an old man who had died.
Although it is unknown why the body did not decompose, there was already a corpse smell wafting out of the body.
“Meng Xiaodong!”
Zhang Hao stared at the old man and murmured a name.
(End of this chapter)