Chapter 74 Farewell to Me
Wan Hao hesitated to go in. The old man in the ancient house was too scary. Just a sharp shout silenced all the ghosts in his body, and he almost died.
This kind of terrifying existence, whether it is a ghost master or a ghost, is far beyond the reach of the current Wanhao.
Because someone could kill him on a whim, and he couldn't even resist!
The starving ghosts who threaten millions of people in Dachang City are inferior to this old man.
The cheongsam woman who gave Wan Hao the same sense of oppression was also an extremely powerful ghost controller. In front of her, Wan Hao could only let her tease her, not daring to get into trouble.
Marriott understands the essence of looking for trouble.
While in Dachang City, Guo Fan and Yang had a few verbal disputes. At that time, Wanhao intervened forcefully and forced Guo Fan Li Gui to revive.
Wan Hao did not blame the cheongsam woman for teasing him, he just felt that he was not strong enough.
……
However, everything changed when the old man came into contact with the red letter. The old man who was originally hostile to him even used a restart to help him recover.
This made Wan Hao very confused. What content was recorded in the letter that could make such a strong ghost master change his attitude.
"The bus has left. I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the real world... I should take advantage of this old man's understanding of me to ask if there is a way to return to reality!"
Wan Hao made a decision in his heart and stepped into the ancient house.
The thick bluestone bricks were covered with a layer of dust, as if no one had cleaned them for a long time.
However, the strange thing is here, because the ghost bride and the old man in the robe had just passed by before, but they did not leave any footprints on the ground!
Marriott continued walking, and there was nothing in the front yard except a wall.
This thing is called a screen wall, which is unique to Chinese architecture.
After passing the front yard, there is a patio, which is shaped like a mouth.
After bypassing the patio, there is a corridor on the left and right sides. The corridor is deep and dark, and you don’t know where it leads. You can’t see the end at a glance.
Marriott looked back at the corridor because he saw a black Taishi chair placed in the middle of the lobby, and the old man in the robe was lying on it with his eyes closed and taking a nap.
The black Taishi chair swayed slightly, proving that the old man was not dead.
There is also a Taishi chair placed next to the old man, but there is no one on it.
Wan Hao stopped and bowed to the old man.
"Old sir, I dare to ask how to return to the real world from here..."
Marriott spoke very carefully, and followed the etiquette he had seen in some TV dramas, not wanting to offend the old man.
The old man on the black Taishi chair opened his eyes slightly and looked at Wanhao with dark and deep eyes.
The old man did not answer Marriott's question, but asked instead.
“Are you very intelligent?”
Wan Hao was stunned when he heard this. He didn’t expect that the old man would ask him such a question, and he said after he reacted.
"The boy is not very intelligent."
Wan Hao is telling the truth. He thinks that Wang Xiaoming's high IQ talents who study supernatural phenomena are the most intelligent people in the old man's mouth. He does not dare to scare the old man here. Lie in front of your face.
The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he asked again: "Then you are good at calculating?"
Wan Hao still shook his head.
"The boy is not outstanding in intelligence."
The old man sat up this time, still looking at Wanhao with his dark and deep eyes and asked.
"Then you are super powerful?"
Wanhao didn't understand why the old man asked these questions, but he couldn't help but not answer them.
"Not really top..." Marriott sounded a little embarrassed.
He didn’t answer any of the questions the old man asked.
The old man on the Taishi chair had a look on his face!
"This won't work, that won't work. What's the use of going out like this? Stay here and die for me!"
Wan Hao was startled when he heard this.
‘What! He didn't kill me because he wanted me to die for him? ’
Wan Hao suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body. He was tied to the real world and could not stay here to die for an old man.
What's more, this old man was so strong when he was alive, and the evil ghost will not be weak after death. This is not to send him to death, but to let him be buried with him...
"Old sir... Actually, I am not useless. , and I still have a mother alive outside, and I need to be filial... If the old gentleman really needs it, let me know when the time comes, and I will definitely come back to see you off..."
Wan Hao considered his words.
The old man seemed to be having fun, and said jokingly: "Then what are your strengths?"
Wan Hao did not expect that the old man would keep holding on to this matter, and he didn't know for a while. How to answer? He stumbled.
"I...I'm better at fighting..."
"Can I fight?"
Wan Hao really didn't know how to answer this time.
This thing is not easy to prove. You can’t say to the old man: Dayang City Marriott, please enlighten me...
I can’t even withstand someone’s scream. I really want to If you say something like this, your shit will be beaten out.
The old man didn't say anything and sat back on the Taishi chair again.
The atmosphere fell into silence.
The old man seemed to be thinking about something while lying down.
I saw him wave his hand, and a copper bell appeared in his hand.
The brass bell is not big, only about the size of a fist, and is stained with rust. Marriott can smell the rotten smell on it from a few meters away.
Wanhao knew that this copper bell must also be a supernatural item.
"The rules are very simple, beat everyone, if you can do it, I will give this to you."
"The bus will pass by here in three days. If you can make it, I will let you go back..."
As he spoke, the old man had already shaken the copper bell in his hand.
The sound made by the copper bell was very strange. It seemed like a fierce ghost was scratching the copper bell with its sharp nails. At the same time, the ghost was in pain and screamed in agony!
When the ringing sound reached his ears, Wan Hao suddenly felt his consciousness become dizzy, and his limbs fell to the ground limply.
I want to use the spiritual power in my body, but the ringtone seems to be unable to find its source, and the spiritual power doesn’t know where to use it.
Only Guiyi exudes bursts of scarlet and strange red light to keep Wanhao's consciousness from falling asleep.
“Cough!”
The old man coughed lightly, Gui Yi fell into silence for an instant, and Wan Hao immediately lost control of Gui Yi.
As Gui Yi fell silent, Wan Hao's consciousness was instantly affected by the ringing of the copper bell, and he fell into a deep sleep without any resistance.
……
Wan Hao opened his eyes again, and everything around him changed.
He was no longer in the old old house, and came to an empty arena.
This arena is a wide ground with walls built around it. The walls are built into rows of auditoriums.
The area around the arena was blocked by water, and the auditorium was packed with people.
Wan Hao noticed something was wrong as soon as he woke up. He could no longer feel the ghost in his body, and he returned to his previous body as an ordinary person.
Looking at the packed audience, Wanhao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"No way? Beating so many people without any supernatural powers?"
While Wan Hao was thinking this, a voice came from behind.
"Luo Wensong of Dahan City!" (End of Chapter)