Chapter 279: The face that can’t be put back on (please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend votes)
Listening to Su Yuan’s sincere words, Feng Quan’s face was uncertain.
He did feel that there seemed to be something wrong with his memory, but maybe because the supernatural influence had not completely dissipated, he was not sure that everything Su Yuan said was right.
I just felt like something was wrong.
If Su Yuan really wanted to harm himself, it seemed that he wouldn’t have to go to such trouble at all. If nothing else, the starving ghost alone could kill him.
"Then what do you want to do..."
"Help you change your memory back. Don't worry, I'm a good person!"
Su Yuan's expression was calm, and on the other side of Su Yuan Junxiong's hands stretched strangely and touched Feng Quan's head.
He did not approach the grave soil rashly. The grave soil was too strange to take too much risk.
"You...don't mess around..."
Feng Quan's eyelids twitched, as if he knew what Su Yuan was going to do.
This guy wants to starve himself out?
“Don’t worry, the poor monk will not mess around!”
Junxiong pinched Feng Quan’s head with both hands and jerked it, but it did not directly pull Feng Quan out of the way as expected. Pulled out of the grave.
At this moment, Feng Quan’s body, which was buried in the grave mound, seemed to have merged with the grave mound, and it seemed that there was something extremely heavy in the grave mound dragging down the other half of his body, preventing him from being able to do this. Leave easily.
Although no one knows how strong the ghost is, it is definitely much stronger than a strong adult man.
As the starving ghost exerted its strength, Feng Quan suddenly felt extremely painful, and his head seemed to be crushed. His face instantly turned red, and he began to cough violently several times, and started to cry painfully. Screaming, a large amount of dark brown grave soil was spat out.
It seems that his body has gradually turned into soil, from the inside out.
However, even if Junxiong pulled hard, Feng Quan's body did not move at all and was still buried in the grave. His neck was stretched so long that his bones, skin and flesh seemed to be torn apart, but there was still nothing he could do. Leave that grave soil.
Seeing this scene, Su Yuan frowned.
"This grave soil is very weird. No wonder even the ghost mist can restrain it. If there are no external factors, even if the ghost is buried in it, it will be difficult to escape. It seems that brute force will not work..."
After thinking for a moment. Su Yuan directly took out the mourning stick that had not been used for a long time and handed it to Aunt Mei.
The ability of this thing is very special. It can suppress one ghost at the expense of another ghost, keeping both sides in a balanced state.
Of course, this also depends on the supernatural level of both parties. It does not mean that they can be suppressed without thinking. For example, some very special ghosts cannot.
Aunt Mei held the mourning stick and inserted the other end of the stick directly into the soil. Suddenly, a certain heavy burden in the grave disappeared in an instant.
Feng Quan was directly lifted out of the grave by Junxiong.
The formed grave mound began to collapse instantly as if it had lost some support and turned into a pool of debris. The soil smelling of corpses is no longer as weird as before.
Since the suppression no longer existed, Su Yuan directly ordered Aunt Mei to put away the mourning stick, because Aunt Mei's assistance was still needed next.
He looked at the grave soil, and among the pile of collapsed grave soil, he could see a human-shaped outline made of accumulated soil.
This humanoid silhouette has hands, feet, a head and a face, like a complete corpse buried in the soil.
However, the ghost buried in the grave has not yet fully recovered.
After Junxiong pulled Feng Quan out, grave soil continued to appear on Feng Quan's body, hoping to form a new grave mound within a period of time.
If it is not stopped, the situation just now will happen very easily.
However, Su Yuan would not just watch this happen.
Chu Renmei on the other side had been prepared for a long time. The ghost hair immediately wrapped around him, and then the dark ghost figure also stood up and invaded Feng Quan's body, helping him suppress the ghost. recovery.
With the invasion of two supernatural beings, Feng Quan's recovery situation was immediately suppressed.
But this is temporary.
Once Chu Renmei takes back the ghost, Feng Quan will continue to revive the ghost.
At this time, Su Yuan walked to Feng Quan with the old blood-stained newspaper.
Under the double suppression of ghost hair and ghost shadow, Feng Quan looked at Su Yuan with wide eyes. He couldn't tell whether his eyes were angry or frightened, but he couldn't move or speak?
"Don't be nervous, just take a nap and you'll be fine. When you wake up, the rain has passed and the sky has cleared up. I don't know how many memories that ghost has changed for you, but I will change them all for you intact. You will still be the same in the future." A good responsible person."
Su Yuan spread out the old newspaper in his hand, and then slowly covered Feng Quan's face.
As soon as the newspaper came into contact with the face, it clung strangely to the skin, as if it had fused into one body, rapidly shrinking and sticking together, and soon the outline of Feng Quan's facial features appeared on the newspaper.
Feng Quan felt like his head was covered with a plastic bag at this moment. A strong sense of suffocation came over him. He opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe, but what he got in exchange was a blood-stained newspaper. It sticks tighter.
Gradually, he fainted and lost consciousness.
"This feeling doesn't seem to be the first time"
For some reason, Feng Quan suddenly remembered that he had experienced this kind of thing before, but he forgot when and where.
"Successful?"
Su Yuan watched this strange scene and waited quietly.
Because this is the first time I have tried to use this ghost newspaper to tamper with other people's memories, and this thing is not produced by the system, and its safety and stability cannot be guaranteed, so necessary experiments and attempts are necessary.
Didn't have to wait long.
Soon the newspaper posted on Feng Quan's face seemed to relax, giving people a feeling of relaxation.
At this time, Su Yuan reached out and tore the newspaper off Feng Quan's face.
As expected, the newspaper was torn off easily.
Feng Quan’s entire face was torn off at the same time.
"Successful!"
Su Yuan's eyes narrowed and he saw Feng Quan's face on the damn newspaper.
Feng Quan, who had lost his face at this moment, also lost consciousness at the same time. His memory was taken away at this moment, but his body still maintained its previous state, and he did not breathe because he had no nose and mouth. Suffocated to death.
Supernatural and unscientific phenomena cannot be judged by common sense.
Similarly, Su Yuan also saw several lines of crooked handwriting next to Feng Quan's face stuck on the newspaper. The handwriting was the same as before.
"Forget about being attacked."
"Find the right opportunity and kill Yang Jian, he is your enemy"
"Listen."
The content is similar. , basically attacked Yang Jian, and that ghost hated Yang Jian deeply.
Su Yuan curled his lips, wiped off the fonts on it, and suddenly realized something. This face had been taken off, and he couldn't seem to put it back on, right?
Newspapers seem to only have the ability to take faces...
Yang Jian used the ghost ability to splice it back together, so what did he use?
Su Yuan subconsciously looked at Junxiong and then at Aunt Mei. The latter two also looked at Su Yuan without saying a word.
“…” I originally wanted to take a leave, but I still felt it was inappropriate. I’m sorry, reader, but I just took a few hours off and finished two chapters. 0.0
Never again next time Don’t go on a blind date, just ask if you want to get married (╯°□°)╯︵┻━┻
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