Chapter 169 Luo Qian’s Terror
Listening to the loud cries, one can imagine how desperate Zhao Xiaoya is now.
Looking at the amusement park with flashing neon lights, Yu Qian was thinking about one thing. Zhang Xianguang's ability to survive to this day may simply be due to his good fortune.
“I sincerely hope that Aunt Bai can ensure that Xiaoya goes back alive.” Zhang Xianguang said sincerely.
"It should... be possible." Yu Qian hesitated for a while and said.
It should be...
Yu Qian didn't know what he was doing. Bai Caixie's way of raising a baby was not new.
The bus stopped at this stop for a full time, but no Li Gui got on or off the bus.
When the bus restarted, the crying gradually became weaker.
Zhang Xianguang withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.
The despair they experience now is different from others.
The despair brought by Li Gui has little effect on them.
The real despair is supernatural recovery, global fall, and world peace.
This kind of thing that cannot be seen, but will definitely happen, is the real despair.
The more people come into contact with powerful ghosts, the more they can feel this result.
Therefore, in this situation, they have to shoulder the burden.
It doesn’t matter whether they succeeded or not, what matters is that they tried.
This is the only way to keep them from despairing and losing their fighting spirit.
Being alive is not important.
The bus was driving on the country road, and Yu Qian put down the book impatiently.
There are too few ways to restrain Luo Qian.
The Endless Cemetery is his home field, and they will suffer a lot if they fight him there.
Although you won't die, the beating will definitely be uncomfortable.
But no matter what, this fight will definitely start.
It is impossible for Luo Qian to allow the ghost bride's body and soul-calling ghosts to be thrown away.
Zhang Xianguang once said that Luo Qian did not agree with his plan, not even the previous Taoyuan Plan, let alone this plan that was more dangerous than the Taoyuan Plan.
In addition, the previous commotion at the mass graves and Zhang Xianguang's impression in front of Luo Qian.
This fight is inevitable.
The bus was very fast, just like when he and Ye Zhen were on the bus together.
The sky outside the window was dark, and the woods on both sides of the road were unusually quiet.
Occasionally a figure can be seen passing through the trees.
But how could there be anyone in such a forest?
It was very quiet inside the bus, and the car made no sound while driving.
The window could not be opened, and the driver kept doing the same thing for a long time.
Time passed like this.
In the depressing atmosphere, the bus suddenly started to drive on the right.
Then it slowly slowed down and finally stopped.
This stop is a forest with a path in the woods.
The path has no end in sight, and the end is obscured by woods.
The bus stopped not long ago.
There was a sound of rapid footsteps.
Yu Qian turned his head and saw a panicked and pale man appearing from the corner.
When he saw the bus parked at the intersection, a flash of excitement appeared in his eyes.
Immediately.
The man quickened his pace.
Turning her head slightly, as the man approached the bus, Yu Qian could see clearly what was happening behind him.
Behind the man was a woman with her head lowered.
Because the head is lowered and the hair is scattered in front, the woman's face cannot be seen clearly.
Women also walk very fast, always keeping a distance from men.
And the speed is also the same.
The man got on the bus and walked straight to the back seat. After sitting down, he looked nervously at the front door of the bus.
The woman also got in the car. The moment he saw the woman, the man's face became frightened.
But fortunately, this was on a bus, and the woman just walked to a seat in front of the man and sat down.
But the woman’s head is facing the man.
The man swallowed and turned his head, not daring to face the woman.
He looked at the window, his body shaking uncontrollably.
The bus started quickly.
The door closed and the bus drove to the middle of the road.
Yu Qian squinted and looked at the man through the rearview mirror of the driver's seat.
Zhang Xianguang frowned, as if he couldn't understand.
Nie Yingping observed the man and was very surprised.
None of the three of them have ever seen this happen.
I have never heard of anything similar.
Something weird.
The three of them looked at each other and said nothing.
The bus continued on its way, and the man looked at the windows on both sides extremely uneasily.
I am very anxious and uneasy.
The man's mood affected the atmosphere in the carriage.
The man sitting in the back seat by the window, covering his face with a hat, suddenly woke up.
He took off his hat and looked around when he saw a man sitting not far away and a woman sitting in front of the man.
He swallowed.
"Lin Bei..."
Yu Qian remembered this person and had seen him on the bus before.
I'm actually still in the car now.
The conspicuous bald head made it easy for Yu Qian to recognize his identity.
Lin Bei looked at the man, hesitated for a while, stood up, walked to the middle car and sat down by the window.
After sitting down, he continued to sleep. From beginning to end, he never looked at the person or ghost sitting in the front row.
The man didn't seem surprised that Lin Bei would leave, he didn't care about it.
Now he seems to only care about when the bus will stop.
Finally, in a tense atmosphere, the bus stopped.
This time the site is an old house.
In front of the old house, there is a forest.
In front of the woods stood an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit.
The old man looked at the bus parked in front of his house expressionlessly.
Seeing the bus stop, the man quickly got off the bus, and then under the surprised eyes of the old man, the man ran into the woods.
The woman also got out of the car and followed the man, maintaining a certain distance and speed.
"Are you so free?"
The old man looked at Zhang Xianguang sitting on the bus and said coldly.
"Uh...we're going to have a fight with Uncle Luo." Zhang Xianguang said after being silent for a while.
"Just you three?" the old man said slightly surprised.
"To be precise, it's me and Yu Qian, and Nie Yingping has other matters." Zhang Xianguang said.
"Yes." The old man nodded: "It saves me the time to collect the body for you."
"..."
Zhang Xianguang was speechless, and after a while He then said: "That is, is it possible that the two of us can still survive from Uncle Luo."
"It is possible, but it certainly does not include You and Nie Yingping." The old man nodded. Said the head.
"I will try my best to survive." Zhang Xianguang said aggrievedly.
"Work hard? Is that thing useless?" the old man said sarcastically.
"It's really useless." Zhang Xianguang exhaled and said.
"You are very self-aware." The old man nodded: "This way you can go and die."
As he said that, the old man turned and walked into the road in the woods.
Seeing the old man leave, Zhang Xianguang breathed a sigh of relief.
When the old man walked into the old house, the bus door suddenly closed, and then the bus left here quickly.
Not only Zhang Xianguang breathed a sigh of relief, but Nie Yingping also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did Uncle Zhang come here specially to wait for you?" Nie Yingping asked curiously.
"Probably so." Zhang Xianguang was also a little unsure.
His father had a very weird temper, and he couldn't imagine what was going on in his mind, even if he was his son, his biological son.
“That person just now, was he stained with the curse of a ghost?”
Yu Qian didn’t care about Zhang Dong’s appearance. As long as he didn’t want to kill him, he wouldn’t pay attention. Even if this person is the strongest among the old antiques, there is no one.
Recalling the man who got out of the car, Zhang Xianguang thought for a moment and nodded: "The curse of more than one evil ghost, why is it that an ordinary person is contaminated by the curse of so many evil ghosts?"
< br>"Curse?" Nie Yingping became confused: "Why didn't I see it?"
"It's normal, you are weak." Zhang Xianguang said.
Nie Yingping: "..."
Yu Qian touched his chin and said nothing. There was something wrong with that man.
He seems to be receiving some kind of inheritance, but it doesn’t feel like it.
No matter how much you think or guess, you will never know the truth.
Just keep this in mind and explore it later when you have time.
The scenery outside the window began to move in a familiar direction.
The crooked-necked old locust tree is showing its teeth and claws, and occasionally a fleeting figure appears next to the old locust tree.
Gradually, graves began to appear in the surrounding area.
Yu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and went directly to the endless tomb?
Soon, the surrounding trees disappeared.
Instead, there are endless tombs as far as the eye can see.
Some graves have tombstones and some do not.
There are tombs on both sides of the road, both big and small.
“We’re here.”
Zhang Xianguang stood up and looked at the scene outside the window.
"Why are you here..."
The sleeping Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the endless graves outside the window, and his face became ugly.
"Don't park here, and don't turn off the engine here..." Lin Bei prayed in his heart.
If the bus stops or stalls here, who knows if this bus will be full.
He didn't dare to bet on his luck, nor would he believe in his luck.
But suddenly, Lin Bei's pupils shrank: "Fuck!"
Bang~
The bus suddenly braked and stopped in place.
The bus door opened instantly.
Lin Bei didn't hesitate, opened the window and climbed out.
Yu Qian stood up and got off the bus in one step.
The same is true for Zhang Xianguang and Nie Yingping.
Two devils got out of the car through the back door.
Then the lights in the bus went out and the headlights flashed twice and then went out.
The windows opened and the car doors slammed shut.
The bus stalled.
"Good luck... the ghost stopped the bus." Yu Qian looked at the front of the bus, where there was a man lying motionless on the ground.
"It's just right. It saves me having to take a bus again." Zhang Xianguang took out his machete and looked around.
He is very familiar with this cemetery.
Nie Yingping looked at the black human skin in his hand. There was a red eye on it. The eye was looking in one direction at the moment.
He looked up and saw a hilltop full of graves.
"I'll go first, you guys take it easy." Nie Yingping took the incense candle paper money, a shovel and three black nails that Yu Qian handed over.
"Imitation of coffin nails, three of them should not be a problem to suppress the ghost bride's body." Yu Qian explained.
"What a skill, you prevented that thing from coming out, it's not easy." Nie Yingping praised, then without saying anything, he walked quickly in the direction where his eyes were looking.
"Then let's go find Luo Qian?" Yu Qian looked at Zhang Xianguang and asked.
"Let's go, I hope Uncle Luo can be polite." Zhang Xianguang nodded.
Then the two quickly walked towards the depths of the cemetery.
Lin Bei swallowed as he looked at the three people leaving. These three people seemed to be going crazy.
Although I don’t know what they are going to do, now is not the time to think about it.
Lin Bei looked at the surrounding cemeteries and felt very panicked. When he saw a pair of hands suddenly emerging from a grave, and then a fierce ghost emerged from the grave, he became even more panicked.
He wasn't sure he would survive until the bus started moving again.
Yu Qian and Zhang Xianguang, who had just left, suddenly stopped.
The two looked at the graves around them and narrowed their eyes slightly.
"It seems that we don't need to find him anymore." Zhang Xianguang said.
One by one, the graves suddenly changed.
The soil on the graves was loose, pairs of ghost hands stretched out from the graves, and then one by one the evil ghosts crawled out of the graves.
Everywhere you look, the tombs look the same.
A fierce ghost crawled out of the grave.
Yu Qian glanced in the direction of Nie Yingping. Nie Yingping had already climbed over the hill and didn't know where he went.
"I originally thought I could catch up with Uncle Luo, but I didn't expect him to take action when we met." Zhang Xianguang said.
"Reminiscing about old times, of course, only when we have equal strength can we reminisce about the past."
A jumping black color appeared under Yu Qian's feet. The moment the black color appeared, Zhang Xianguang jumped far away.
Hot, black brings only hot feeling.
The moment the will-o'-the-wisp appeared, it began to spread along the grave soil.
"Boy, do you really want to light this place on fire?"
The will-o'-the-wisp just appeared and began to spread, and an old, old-fashioned voice appeared.
The voice was cold and angry.
Following the sound, on a hilltop, an old man looked at Yu Qian and Zhang Xianguang expressionlessly.
“If you let these ghosts go back, I will naturally not set fire to them.”
Yu Qian said tit for tat.
"That means there's nothing to talk about?" Luo Qian narrowed his eyes.
“That seems to be the case.” Yu Qian seemed not to touch Luo Qian.
"Okay." Luo Qian nodded, then looked at Zhang Xianguang: "You leave now, for your father's sake I won't kill you."
Zhang Xianguang shook his head: “You’ve already come, how can you leave?”
"Very good." Luo Qian said, and then stopped talking.
“Be careful!”
Zhang Xianguang’s expression suddenly changed, and he quickly spoke to warn Yu Qian.
But it was obviously too late.
I saw grave soil suddenly rising up under Yu Qian’s feet.
The grave swelled up as high as a person and swallowed up Yu Qian.
In just the blink of an eye, a small grave mound appeared.
At the same time, grave soil continues to flow towards the grave.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Xianguang did not hesitate. He raised his machete and slashed it diagonally towards the small grave.
The next second, the tomb was split into two halves.
A hand burning with black flames suddenly stretched out from the split grave soil and grabbed the ground next to it.
Yu Qian wants to come out.
"Think about it? Have you asked me?" Luo Qian sneered.
Subsequently, a large piece of grave soil surged out from the ground and suddenly covered the split grave head.
There is a little black light under the grave, and the color of the grave soil is also turning black.
Looking at this scene, Luo Qian shook his head: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want here by controlling the will-o'-the-wisp."
This is his home field. He knows very well how terrifying the fire in the furnace is, but the quantitative changes cause Qualitative change.
There is no supernatural being that cannot be buried in grave soil. If there is, then there is not enough grave soil.
As long as there is enough soil in the grave, your fire will not light up.
As a result, more grave soil rushed towards the grave, which was bound to suppress the fire on Yu Qian's body.
And those fierce ghosts who crawled out of the grave all rushed towards Zhang Xianguang.
Zhang Xianguang looked at this scene with a gloomy expression on his face. He clenched the machete in his hand and felt so stressed for a moment.
“Are you scared?” Luo Qian looked at Zhang Xianguang and asked in a very joking manner.
Looking at the ghosts everywhere and the grave soil that was constantly adding bricks and tiles to Yu Qian's graves, Zhang Xianguang shook his head: "I'm afraid I won't come."
In the distance, Lin Bei looked at At this scene, the whole person almost collapsed on the ground.
He is desperate now, extremely desperate.
He was certain that his chances of survival were slim.
"Not afraid? That's good. Let me see how big the gap is between you and your father. If you are a waste, dying here is also a good choice. Your father will even thank you. Me." Luo Qian said lightly.
"That's not necessarily the case."
Zhang Xianguang's face was expressionless. He looked at the ghost with no end in sight. He had no fear in his heart. He picked up the machete and slashed into the air.
A crack appeared on the road from Zhang Xianguang to Luo Qian.
All the ghosts along the way were split into two.
Li Gui fell to the ground, and something strange happened.
The Li Gui who was split into two did not freeze, but struggled to stand up.
Continue walking towards Zhang Xianguang.
It's just that the level of terror on his body has been divided into two.
Luo Qian, looking at the cracks in his footsteps, looked very calm, and then shook his head with some disappointment: "When your father was young, he would not be as useless as you."
The attack barely even reached him.
Zhang Xianguang’s strength is really disappointing.
"My path is cut off and I have become an anomaly, but there is no way to increase my strength. Uncle Luo, you are right, I am not as good as my father when he was young." Zhang Xianguang pointed. Pointing to the grave: "But he doesn't know for sure."
Graves were constantly piled up in an attempt to completely suppress Yu Qian.
But the soil next to the tomb became moist at some point.
A little bit of black sparks spattered from those graves.
Luo Qian glanced at the tomb and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are really an invincible Xiaoqiang, but don't forget where this is!"
Speaking, countless graves The soil began to move, and starting from the farthest hill, a debris flow composed of grave soil was rushing towards this side.
If you look carefully, you can see that there are fierce ghosts being carried in the tomb.
Zhang Xianguang squinted his eyes, feeling even more stressed.
"You are really deadly..."
Suddenly, a gloomy and harsh voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xianguang stepped back a few meters again.
A sea of black fire suddenly burst out towards the surroundings.
A bone with black flames all over its body appeared in the sea of fire, and Yu Qian shook off some dry grave soil from his body.
The surrounding temperature became extremely hot, and Luo Qian frowned.
Looking at the will-o'-the-wisps spreading and burning with the help of the grave soil.
"Good boy, good strength, can you tell me how you escaped?"
Yu Qian escaped by himself without Zhang Xianguang's help. Luo Qian was curious about how Yu Qian did it.
Yu Qian did not answer Luo Qian's question immediately. He just looked at the upcoming graveyard in the distance with suppressed terror.
If you are buried by this, there is a high probability that you will not be able to escape.
Seeing that Yu Qian didn't answer, Luo Qian didn't care either. He looked at Li Gui who was approaching Zhang Xianguang.
Li Gui was ignited by the flames and immediately lost his ability to move.
The flame burned the skin, but instead of being burnt, the skin appeared black and white.
And when Li Gui was ignited by the fire, Li Gui actually became silent in the sea of fire.
Disappeared?
Luo Qian was a little surprised. It would have been understandable if only a few ten ghosts had disappeared, but with almost dozens of ghosts disappearing at once, something was wrong.
“The boy has many tricks.”
Luo Qian praised him, and when he saw that Yu Qian was unmoved and even Zhang Xianguang showed no change, he knew that these two people already had a way to deal with this attack, so he directly changed the attack method.
The next moment, the rushing grave soil disappeared.
Soon after, all the ghosts around Yu Qian and Zhang Xianguang disappeared, and then old graves appeared around them, surrounding them and the spreading sea of fire.
Beside every old grave, there is a fierce ghost standing.
The cold breath suppresses the heat of the flames.
"Be careful, Uncle Luo is serious." Zhang Xianguang's pupils shrank slightly and he warned.
Yu Qian looked at the graves around him, and a threat appeared in his heart.
He felt that his evil spirit was being suppressed. Even though the will-o'-the-wisp burned over quickly, the grave appeared even faster.
Moreover, Yu Qian discovered that every burning grave disappeared in the blink of an eye. After disappearing, an old grave that was not lit took the place of the previous grave.
The spread of the flames slowed down.
Even his flames have a tendency not to be surrounded by these tombs.
Zhang Xianguang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the surrounding graves warily.
Suddenly, changes suddenly occurred, and the tombs that suddenly appeared around them suddenly began to move.
The attack is coming!
Zhang Xianguang felt a coldness appearing in all directions, directly covering up the hot heat radiating from Yu Qian.
Suddenly, an old grave suddenly appeared in front of him, and then, a wave appeared on the ground. Zhang Xianguang felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body was covered with a coldness. Then he felt mud entering his mouth.
The ghost on his body fell silent almost in the blink of an eye, and his whole body was as stiff as a corpse.
Zhang Xianguang knew that he was buried.
Consciousness was quickly lost. Zhang Xianguang felt that he was about to fall asleep, and his consciousness gradually became confused.
Just when he was about to fall asleep, a burning sensation appeared, and then he felt as if his arm had been touched by a red-hot iron.
Suddenly, a sharp pain hit him, and he suddenly regained consciousness.
The surrounding darkness quickly went away, the coldness in the whole body also receded, and the body was no longer as stiff as a corpse.
"Cough cough cough~"
Zhang Xianguang coughed quickly, and several large mouthfuls of grave soil were spat out from his mouth.
Yu Qian let go of his hand and looked at Luo Qian with vigilance, whose face was extremely ugly.
At this moment, Luo Qian's eyes became dark, and black sparks could be vaguely seen beating in his eyes.
"Is the piano music good?" Yu Qian asked.
The corner of Luo Qian's mouth twitched: "Huh, it sounds pretty good, but it's too short."
After Zhang Xianguang coughed for a while, he looked up at Luo Qian and discovered Luo Qian's problem. .
He seemed to be on fire.
Looking around, it was pitch black, and occasionally some graves could be seen covered in darkness.
Wait a minute...
Why is the darkness beating?
Soon, Zhang Xianguang realized that there was no darkness here. These were clearly black fires.
What just happened?
This is Zhang Xianguang's biggest doubt.
But seeing Yu Qian's hands behind his back, Zhang Xianguang knew that Yu Qian had suffered great consequences just now in order to resolve the attack.
The slowly recovering cracks are telling everything.
“Boy, don’t think you can kill me by attacking me after the restart?” Veins popped up on Luo Qian’s forehead. It was obvious that his consciousness was ignited, which made him uncomfortable.
But it can also be seen from this that Luo Qian is powerful. Even if his consciousness is ignited, he will only feel severe pain and heat, and there is no such thing as death.
And Yu Qian discovered that Luo Qian was using supernatural powers to forcibly suppress the will-o'-the-wisp.
Evil ghosts will be suppressed, and will-o'-the-wisps are no exception.
“I don’t dare to expect you to die in one attack.”
Yu Qian shook his head: “So, I have to attack multiple times.”
Black The flames spread quickly towards the surroundings.
Zhang Xianguang thought for a while and decided to go all out. Immediately, a coldness emitted from his body.
The skin on his hands began to ulcerate.
Then, Luo Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a pulling force suddenly appeared, pulling on his consciousness.
Not only that.
Guagua~
Two toad sounds sounded, and then a sudden feeling of sleepiness appeared, giving him the urge to sleep here directly.
Feeling the dilemma in consciousness, Luo Qian frowned.
These two people have a lot of tricks up their sleeves.
But it is far from being able to kill him.
Yu Qian's piano music, and the dream attack, plus Zhang Xianguang pulled Luo Qian's consciousness into the private school.
The attacks of the two people were superimposed and attacked Luo Qian's consciousness at the same time.
Not only that, while Luo Qian's consciousness was being attacked, Zhang Xianguang raised his machete and slashed at Luo Qian.
Yu Qian did not hesitate and started to attack as well.
Black flames quickly filled Luo Qian's body, and burning straw began to grow from Luo Qian's body.
Luo Qian's skin began to turn black and white. Yu Qian was trying to turn Luo Qian into a ghost slave.
The ghost lake spread under Luo Qian's feet, and fierce ghosts stretched out their hands from the ghost lake to grab Luo Qian's legs, and then began to pull Luo Qian into the ghost lake.
But the strange thing is that no matter what the ghost does, Luo Qian remains unmoved.
Zhang Xianguang's attack arrived and affected Luo Qian's body. A thin crack appeared on Luo Qian's chest.
The moment the crack appeared, a flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Xianguang's eyes.
"Is this a success?" Zhang Xianguang looked at the motionless Luo Qian and asked hesitantly.
Now Uncle Luo has his eyes closed tightly, his body is surrounded by black flames, his skin is changing towards black and white, and straw is growing.
At the foot is the ghost lake, and several fierce ghosts are grabbing Luo Qian's feet.
Behind Luo Qian, there was a human-shaped black shadow holding Luo Qian's head and forcibly twisting Luo Qian's head.
The scene was extremely strange and horrifying.
"Success?" Suddenly Luo Qian opened his eyes: "What do you think I am?"
The next moment, a large tomb suddenly appeared.
Zhang Xianguang's expression changed drastically. Yu Qian grabbed Zhang Xianguang's hand without any hesitation and started to use restart.
The ghost lake disappeared, and the ghost fire also disappeared. There was only an extremely huge tomb in its place. No, this was not a big tomb, but a hill.
All the supernatural powers on Luo Qian disappeared.
“Come again, I want to see how much money you have.”
Luo Qian stood expressionlessly on the hill, just like before, looking at Yu Qian and Zhang Xianguang below.
"What's wrong? Are you unable to do what you want?" Looking at Zhang Xianguang, who was confused, Luo Qian shook his head: "I have just started to move around, don't tell me, you can't do it anymore."
"Restart, ghost lake, will-o'-the-wisp, pulling people into dreams, and curses to attack consciousness, are these all your methods?"
"If so, that's really disappointing."
Luo Qian He looked at Yu Qian and said.
Yu Qian remained silent, observing Luo Qian. He did not believe that he could completely extinguish the will-o'-the-wisp.
Zhang Xianguang looked at the strongest person under his father, and he really lived up to his reputation.
After being beaten like this, he is actually fine. If an ordinary ghost controller had come here, he would have died at least dozens of times.
Horrible, really scary, this old antique is really scary. (End of this chapter)