Chapter 8 Ghost Hand
Lao Luo, the man with glasses and others saw the post office appear and immediately set foot on the muddy path and left through the post office.
There was no way, the red letter that they had never seen before, the letter that was delivered at the last second, and the terrifying ghost on the opposite side, none of them dared to make them stop.
Only Wan Hao and the rotten ghost were left holding hands affectionately
After being targeted by the evil ghost, Wan Hao felt a biting coldness, which made him unable to move, and the red letter was held in his hand In the hand, there was another kind of cold and dead silence.
The hands of the two touched each other, but the rotten ghost did not move, as if the pause button had been pressed. Marriott wanted to move, but he couldn't move either!
A tearing feeling spread from the rotten ghost's hand to Wanhao's hand, the tearing feeling from the inside out, then the entire arm, and finally the entire body!
It hurts! Although my body couldn't move, my muscles were shaking and spasming constantly!
My whole body was wet with cold sweat. Two similar but different cold and dead silences were wandering in Wanhao's body, as if they were competing for Wanhao's life. Whoever wins Wanhao's life will belong to him.
< br>This reminds Marriott of what Team Wang has been repeating: Only ghosts can deal with ghosts!
This is what gives Marriott the motivation to persevere even if he suffers inhuman pain.
Now the two forces in the body are fighting against each other. Maybe I still have a chance to survive, but I am afraid that I will not wake up after closing my eyes.
Wan Hao didn't know how much time had passed. He felt that his consciousness had become very blurred. He could only think of his dear mother over and over again to remind himself that he could not sleep.
Finally, the tearing feeling slowly faded away, but the coldness and the biting chill were still there, which made Wanhao's consciousness return quickly.
The vision gradually became clearer, and the rotten ghost that was holding his hand slowly weathered, turned into fine sand and disappeared before Wanhao's eyes.
"What is going on?"
At this moment Wanhao found that he could move, so he stood up quickly and looked around.
Team King is still lying there with his life and death unknown, and the body bag containing the Black Mist Ghost is still on the ground. Only the Rotting Ghost that disappeared into the sand just now is nowhere to be seen!
“Did something happen when I was unconscious?”
“Post office, red letter, rotten ghost touch”
One message after another was recalled by Wan Hao. Suddenly, Wan Hao remembered that the red letter had turned into shreds of paper and covered his and Rotten Ghost's hands. He quickly raised his hand to check.
“This”
Wan Hao’s pupils tightened and his eyes were full of incredible color!
At this time, his hands had changed greatly. They were no longer the normal hands before, but looked exactly like the rotten ghost!
Dry, cold, and dead breath came from the hands. The hands were dark red, as if they were filled with black blood.
"Is this how to control a ghost?"
Wan Hao could feel something in his hand. It was cold and dead, just like when he faced the ghost before!
Wan Hao is also very familiar with these hands, they are the hands of the rotten ghost!
“Ghosts cannot be killed, but the rotten ghost disappeared in the sand just now. Does this mean that the ghost hand is the true body of the ghost? The rotten corpse is just a carrier. And now I have become the ghost hand. Carrier. "
The thoughts in Wanhao's mind quickly spliced all the information he knew into a pattern that he could understand.
"Ah!"
While Wanhao was thinking about things, there was a painful howl, the sound was heartbreaking, as if he was being bitten by something.
Following the sound, it turned out to be the sound made by Captain Wang. At this time, Captain Wang had turned over and was facing the ceiling, howling in pain.
Wan Hao walked over and knelt down to check on Captain Wang. At this time, Captain Wang's exposed skin was blue and shriveled, and there was a dead silence. It was obvious that his body was already dead.
At this time, Captain Wang seemed to have recovered, but he was still breathing heavily, with a look of pain on his face. Obviously, he had to pay a very high price for fighting against the evil ghost before!
"It's Wanhao, I thought you were dead."
As soon as he said these few words, King Wang looked very tired and kept breathing heavily, but he also knew that Wanhao was still free now. Talking to himself means that the two of them are safe for the time being.
"Still alive, I seem to be able to control a ghost!" Wan Hao wanted to get more information. He had heard from Captain Wang that people who control ghosts don't live long.
Later, Team Wang said that someone had researched a way to prolong life. Before, he was not a ghost controller and did not need to worry about those things, but it was different now. He had to consider it for the future.
“Oh? I really don’t know whether you are lucky or unlucky, cough cough”
The King's team became even weaker.
"What kind of ghost are you driving? I have some knowledge, maybe I can help you."
Wanhao stretched out his hand and put it in front of Captain Wang, but Captain Wang saw these hands. The pupils shrank!
“This ghost is very scary. My ghost clothes can withstand the attacks of two powerful ghosts without any problem, but as soon as this ghost touches me, my ghost will fall into silence.”
< br>"It is not necessarily a good thing to control such a powerful ghost, because its recovery process will be very fast. How do you feel now?"
Wan Hao frowned when he heard this. He thought that every ghost was similar, and Captain Wang had lived for half a year, but from what Captain Wang said, it seemed that he might burp at any time?
“I don’t feel anything, I just feel a little cold in my hands and feet.”
Captain Wang sighed and said, “I don’t know what happened during my coma, but you’re still here anyway. Use less of your supernatural power, it will allow you to live longer."
As Captain Wang said, his eyes were beginning to lose their luster.
"I'm about to die. I don't have time to tell you too much about Li Gui and the headquarters. Just hold the phone. Someone will contact you when the time comes. Then you hand over the imprisoned Li Gui. Merit It will be remembered on your head"
"Ahem. Go get a body bag and put me in it. Although my ghost won't run around, it's not good to leave it outside."
Captain Wang is no longer breathing heavily, but After calming down, Marriott knew that he was really going to die.
When we came up, we took a total of two body bags. One of them has been used to imprison the black fog ghost. Now there is one left. Wanhao picked up the remaining body bag and began to give it to Wang. Team put on.
Wang Dui is his leader. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be able to control ghosts, and naturally he wouldn't have access to the supernatural world. Wanhao doesn't know what kind of emotions he should have towards him.
Although he is now threatened by the resurgence of the evil ghost, he has also controlled the evil spirit, so that he will not be like Xu Yingying who was held in his arms before, unable to resist when facing the evil spirit, and die in an unknown manner.
It was not a good feeling to lead passers-by to their funerals in person, but Wan Hao did not hesitate, because Captain Wang was about to turn into a ghost, and Wan Hao had already experienced the harm and terror of ghosts.
Wanhao definitely doesn’t want to face the devil if he doesn’t have to.
The golden body bag was pulled over Captain Wang’s head, and when the zipper was about to close, Captain Wang’s weak voice came again.
“Remember, once you make a decision, you must be decisive, otherwise you will only lose the chance to live.”
Marriott’s zipper hand paused slightly, but then he closed the zipper. , and at the same time, tighten the various buckles and ropes on the body bag. (End of chapter)