Chapter 5 Restart
Fang Shiming dropped a drop of blood on the scapegoat.
Throw the doll far away.
After the doll landed on the ground, it turned over and stood up strangely, then turned its head, as if it was sizing up the surrounding situation, and looked around very curiously.
But he is suppressing the recovery in his body. He now desperately hopes that the bus will start soon.
"ゆき" A voice suddenly appeared in Fang Shiming's mind. The surrounding area was like boiling water thrown into ice cubes, emitting bursts of white air, and the surrounding area cooled down rapidly, further cooling down.
Fang Shiming felt that the snow girl was not on the same level as the oppressive ghost and the ghost style. As soon as he recovered, he had the illusion that he was going to die soon.
Buy a ghost and let the new ghost offset some of the snow girl's curses.
No.
If the control is not good, the snow girl may recover quickly.
"Phew."
The scapegoat running in the distance became extremely stiff in its movements, and slowly turned into a small pile of ashes.
Fang Shiming couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart when he saw this, and quickly took out another scapegoat doll from his arms.
“Hey, this is a huge loss.”
Looking at the old ghost man, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth.
His brain was thinking rapidly. After the attack, everything turned into ashes, even the scapegoat.
But he is not Yang Jian. A person with high IQ like Wang Xiaoming can only be tough.
"Now the dead doll blocks the attack for me, and I quickly rush to the ghost, immobilize him with ghost incense, and lock him in a gold box." Fang Shiming thought secretly.
In a matter of seconds, Fang Shiming appeared in his hand and used the ghost realm to teleport to the entrance of the village and rushed in.
The ghost old man’s hand was still pointing at the scapegoat in the distance.
"Phew."
Fang Shiming knew that he couldn't hesitate anymore. He knew that there would be a certain time lag after the old man Gui attacked. If he missed this time, he would never have another chance.
He quickly transformed the ghost realm into a straight line, first breaking through the yellow-green ghost realm of the old ghost ghost, and inserting the lit ghost incense into the incense burner next to the red lacquer coffin.
As expected, the old ghost man showed some stagnation. Fang Shiming waved his hand and a snow-white light flashed through.
Not far from the old ghost, a gold box wrapped in alloy appeared. It was the size of a coffin, and the lid had been opened.
Fang Shiming controlled the ghost realm to wrap up the old man and threw him towards the gold box.
“Bang.”
With the first sound, the ghost old man flew into the gold box accurately.
At the same time he appeared next to the box and closed the golden lid.
When the ghost old man was locked in the gold box, he suddenly felt in a trance, as if his consciousness was blurred. But in the blink of an eye he regained consciousness.
At this time, the old ghost man was still standing where he was, and the burning ghost incense returned to its original shape and appeared in his hand.
“Restart?”
What should I do, old man? Suddenly it occurred to him that there was a system.
"System, if the ghost loses control, can it be recovered?"
"Crash or suppression." A cold mechanical female voice answered him.
Using the same routine, Fang Shiming inserted the ghost incense into the incense burner, and the old man ghosted for a brief moment, which lasted only about 1 second.
"Recycle."
"Ding, the recycling failed, the suppression was less than one minute, there are supernatural items Jiuyou Incense Burner, Rosary Beads and Black Wooden Fish, should they be recycled?
"Recycle. ”
“Ding, the recovery was successful and 1,200 points were obtained. ”
At this time, the balance in the village was broken. The old ghost slowly turned towards Fang Shiming and did not attack the scapegoat.
He used the ghost realm to distance himself from the old man.
"Damn, that incense burner and wooden fish should be restricting that old man, this is bad."
A bus horn sounded suddenly, and Fang Shiming was overjoyed.
The headlights in front of the bus suddenly turned on, and the bus that had been stalled finally restarted.
Fang Shiming rushed to the bus while crawling, and the resurgence of the evil spirit in his body was relieved.
This ghost did not exist in the original novel at all. He almost overturned his car just now, and now his whole body exudes a faint corpse odor. The ice even covered his knees.
Exhausted, he fell asleep in the car.
A few hours later.
Awakened by a biting cold wind, he couldn't help but look outside. Outside was a group of cemeteries, which were more European-style, with crosses scattered in an orderly manner.
Fang Shiming couldn't help but be overjoyed. He harvested as hard as he did in the cemetery.
The second day, noon.
Fang Shiming, who was in excitement, gradually felt that the supernatural bus was gradually slowing down.
Just like the previous parking, no one stepped on the brakes to control the vehicle, and no one controlled the steering wheel. The car gradually began to pull over as if it was driverless.
“Bah!”
There was a clear sound of braking. The bus finally stopped after running for so long.
The next moment.
The front door opened. A cold breath blew into the car along with the breeze outside, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees in an instant, making people unable to help but get goosebumps.
Outside the car, it was dark.
It was silent, as if we had arrived in an unknown and mysterious world. It was not a platform next to the road at all.
Fang Shiming extended the ghost domain along the front door and out of the car to see where it was? Looking around, there is nothing. There is a deserted forest nearby, which looks extremely desolate.
At this time, a cry suddenly came from the dim world outside. This cry was a bit quiet, as if coming from the deep mountains and old forests, revealing a ghostly feeling.
Fang Shiming stood at the door of the car and looked in the direction of the crying. Vaguely he saw a grave in the dim wilderness in the distance.
There is no tombstone in front of the grave. A man in white mourning clothes cannot tell the difference between men and women. He kneels in front of the grave, his body stiff and motionless, and the cry that sounds like a man and a woman comes from the ghost. of.
"A grave-crying ghost?"
A man in mourning clothes was crying on a solitary grave. Fang Shiming was in the ghost domain of the Snow Girl, and the outside world was almost cut off. He slowly approached the grave-crying ghost.
Finally I saw the appearance of this ghost clearly. It wore a white filial piety hat on its head, and a piece of white cloth hanging down to cover its face, vaguely revealing the outline of its face. There was a deathly air all over its body, without any trace of life. Human breath.
"Tap tap."
"Tap tap!"
In the dim field, the grave-crying ghost also walked step by step towards the front door of the bus, or As he walked towards Fang Shiming, his whole body was filled with a sense of death, cold and cold.
“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo …”
The cry of the Grave Crying Ghost didn't stop, and it continued to cry as it walked. The cry was very weird. He remembered that the three levels of ghost realms in the original work could be invaded and could be superimposed.
A supernatural power is spreading in the ghost realm. This is an ability belonging to the graveweeper ghost.
Ordinary people would die soon if they heard this cry, but this cry did not pose any danger to Fang Shiming who opened the ghost realm.
The ghost realm expanded. The ghost realm that originally only wrapped around him instantly covered the Graveweeper Ghost. The Graveweeper Ghost's strength was suppressed in the Snowflake Ghost Realm. Fang Shiming did not hesitate. He saw that he was originally like a dead tree bark. The hands retracted into the kimono. (End of chapter)