Chapter 134 Source
"What do you want from me?" Wang Xiaoming's voice was a little tired.
"I'm in Tianzhu, and I just saw you posting your opinions on the ghost Buddha on the forum, and I want to ask you about the ghost Buddha." Lin Yuanqing said directly without beating around the bush.
"Okay, but I need information." Wang Xiaoming's voice seemed to reveal interest.
Lin Yuanqing gave all the information in detail, not even missing the test item.
Wang Xiaoming didn't speak after listening. He was probably still thinking.
For a while, both sides were quiet, and no one dared to disturb.
About five minutes later, a voice finally came from over there.
"My guess is correct, this ghost has no entity, no, no, it's not that it has no entity, but" Wang Xiaoming thought and murmured.
Lin Yuanqing and others still did not disturb him and continued to wait quietly.
"Ghost slaves, the key lies in these ghost slaves. If there are no these ghost slaves, the source ghost will appear." Wang Xiaoming ended his thinking and said with certainty.
"How do you say that?" Lin Yuanqing asked, thinking to himself: He is worthy of being the first person in paranormal research, and his IQ is awesome.
"Through your narration and these videos, I can basically confirm that there is no source ghost. The source ghost has always been there, just in a different form." Wang Xiaoming continued, his tone getting louder and louder the more he spoke. affim.
"You mean the entire golden ghost realm is the source ghost?" Lin Yuanqing asked in an incredible tone.
Although Lin Yuanqing also had some guesses, his guess was in the direction of the multi-layered ghost realm, because there were two completely different emotions in the golden ghost realm.
A ghost slave in one mood cannot see another ghost slave, which led Lin Yuanqing to speculate whether it was divided into multiple layers of ghost realms like Yang Jian's ghost eyes.
"Yes, I am 70% sure, confirming my guess." Wang Xiaoming said with certainty.
Lin Yuanqing told Wang Xiaoming his speculation about the multi-layered ghost realm.
"There is some truth to what you said, but I am just telling you my judgment. As for how to make the decision, that is your business." Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and said.
"I understand." Lin Yuanqing replied and hung up the phone.
"Is what he said believable?" Zhu Heng next to him asked in a shocked tone.
If the man named Wang Xiaoming is right, then the ghost realm that can envelope a city is actually a ghost?
And I have entered the golden ghost realm more than once. This is completely like jumping on the edge of death repeatedly. It is scary to think about it.
Lin Yuanqing did not speak, but entered Bruce Pi on the computer, and then turned the computer to Zhu Heng.
Zhu Heng looked at the long list of gimmicks on the computer, such as the youngest professor of paranormal science, the first person in paranormal research, the first to discover the effect of gold on ghosts, and so on.
Zhu Heng's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and he couldn't help but burst out with the quintessence of Chinese culture: "Fuck, that's awesome!"
"Brother Lin, I think his judgment is not wrong. We have to believe in the record." Zhu Heng said and pointed at the computer screen.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Lin Yuanqing replied lightly, went to bed, and planned to sleep for a while. He was still a little tired today.
Zhu Heng touched his nose and walked out wisely, returning to his room.
The next day, morning, six o'clock.
Lin Yuanqing opened his eyes on time, stood up, and walked outside.
As soon as I walked out of the door, there were two hotel staff waiting. They bowed and saluted very respectfully. One of the women even asked in Chinese: "Mr. Lin, do you need breakfast?"
Lin Yuanqing nodded and followed them to the dining area.
After the meal, the time came to six-thirty, and Zhu Heng still didn't get up.
However, Lin Yuanqing had no intention of calling him. He was of no use for what he had to do today.
The black light on his body lit up, and Lin Yuanqing disappeared directly, arriving in front of the golden ghost realm.
The tall ghost stood up and slowly overlapped with Lin Yuanqing's body for a moment.
The black ghost realm swept around, expanding crazily. The ghost feet penetrated the supernatural blessing, and the black brilliance that originally stopped in front of the golden ghost realm penetrated directly.
The place where the two ghost realms overlap appears black and gold, giving people a noble and gorgeous visual effect.
The curse of the ghost eyes, the mortality of the ghost throat, and the suppression of the ghost feet all flowed along the ghost shadow into the black ghost hands.
The black color of the ghost hand seems to be a little richer. The ghost realm that originally had no attributes other than black is now a combination of penetration, curse, mortality, and suppression, making it extremely terrifying.
But Lin Yuanqing could feel that the ghost who acted as the medium was a little bit strenuous, as if he couldn't hold on for long.
Lin Yuanqing frowned and thought: Sure enough, ghost shadows are not a puzzle that can really connect all supernatural beings.
Time was running out, Lin Yuanqing dodged directly forward, and a large-scale massacre began.
In the huge golden light, a black circle moves very conspicuously. If you can follow this circle, you will see an extremely horrifying scene.
Wherever Black passed by, corpses fell one after another.
The eyes of these corpses are white, and there is a strange scowl on the face. The whole body looks very stiff, with a greenish color on it, and body spots all over it. It looks like it has been dead for a long time.
As Black passed through more and more places, the number of dead bodies also exceeded one million.
Gradually, the golden ghost realm began to change. Those who had died began to slowly melt and merge into the surrounding golden color, disappearing.
However, Lin Yuanqing, who was still killing the ghost slaves, did not notice anything unusual behind him.
This is the first time that his ghost shadow has endured so many supernatural transmissions at the same time. It has only been two minutes, and a sense of fatigue has already spread from the ghost shadow puzzle piece.
After thinking about it, the suppression of Ghost Foot was withdrawn, and Ghost Shadow's fatigue disappeared, but the killing efficiency remained unchanged.
Lin Yuanqing controlled the black ghost realm and was still slaughtering it forward, intending to clear it all at once.
The number of dead ghost slaves has exceeded five million.
Lin Yuanqing frowned slightly, thinking, how many cities did this ghost Buddha massacre? How could there be so many.
The massacre was still going on, but the corpses passing by in the black ghost domain were disappearing faster and faster, and they were gradually preparing to keep up with Lin Yuanqing's massacre.
The golden ghost realm changed more and more. Finally, when the massacre reached 8 million, Lin Yuanqing stopped. The black ghost realm rose into the sky and turned into a sharp sword, piercing through the sky. The golden sky curtain disappeared directly.
Because he felt the threat coming, this sense of threat was very strong.
Five minutes ago, the forum exploded. I don’t know who started a live broadcast. The live broadcast was from a satellite perspective, but it was played very large, so you could clearly see what was on the screen.
On the screen, there is a piece of black brilliance running wildly in a large golden ghost field. If it were just like this, the forum would not explode.
But his title was (Lin Yuanqing VS Ghost Buddha), which attracted a large number of melon-eating people.
In addition, as the black continues to shuttle, the gold gradually changes, and it is slowly condensing.
Then, a giant Buddha appeared. (End of this chapter)