Chapter 115 Unable to leave
Dajing City, headquarters.
In a house with an old architectural style, Mr. Qin stood in the courtyard with a cane in one hand and looked at the sky, as if he was thinking about something or sensing something.
Suddenly, Mr. Qin turned his eyes to the door of the room, and tapped the ground lightly with the crutch in his hand.
The door opened automatically, revealing two people standing at the door. One was wearing a special operations uniform from the headquarters, and the other was wearing a white coat.
Wang Xiaoming looked at the door that opened automatically, slowly withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door, and nodded slightly towards the old man inside.
When Mr. Qin saw this, he nodded with a smile and said, "Come in and talk."
Wang Xiaoming walked into the house with Li Jun behind him.
Mr. Qin did not invite Wang Xiaoming to the house as a guest. He knew that the young man in front of him did not like such cumbersome etiquette. If he came to see him, he would probably just say it and leave.
As expected, Wang Xiaoming revealed his purpose as soon as he walked into the yard.
"Mr. Qin, I want to ask you to take action to save someone!"
Mr. Qin was a little surprised. Wang Xiaoming knew that he would not take action under normal circumstances, unless the country really encountered a situation that could not be solved, or it was a matter of life and death. will take action when the time comes.
Even the headquarters of the Starving Ghost Incident did not let him take action.
And this Wang Xiaoming is a very smart person in Mr. Qin's impression. It must be very important to find him at this time.
"What name?"
"Wanhao."
Mr. Qin nodded, indicating that he understood.
Mr. Qin didn't ask what was special about the person Wang Xiaoming wanted to save, nor did he ask where he was going to save the person. Wang Xiaoming didn't say anything either. The two of them seemed to be playing charades.
Li Jun on the side was also very puzzled. He didn't know why Marriott deserved Wang Xiaoming to find Mr. Qin personally, but he didn't ask. Wang Xiaoming, who was supposed to know, would tell him.
Mr. Qin raised his head again when he found out that the person Wang Xiaoming wanted to rescue was named Wanhao.
A shadow that only Mr. Qin could see emerged from him!
And the appearance of this phantom is exactly the same as Mr. Qin himself!
The phantom floated into the mid-air in front of Mr. Qin. The strange thing was that the phantom actually spoke, but only Mr. Qin could see the phantom, and only Mr. Qin could hear what he said.
"That person is in the ghost painting. You don't need to take action. Zhang Xianguang will save that person."
Mr. Qin nodded when he heard this and said nothing, while Xuying only said this After one sentence, he returned to Mr. Qin's body again.
"Don't worry, someone will save him." Mr. Qin said with a smile to Wang Xiaoming.
Wang Xiaoming frowned when he heard this, and then he relaxed as if he thought of something.
"Sorry to trouble Mr. Qin, then I will go to the laboratory first."
Wang Xiaoming is not very good at interpersonal communication. Even if he is opposite Mr. Qin, he has nothing to do well. relationship ideas.
Mr. Qin couldn't help but sigh: "If you were born in my era, maybe the problem of the resurrection of evil ghosts has been solved by now..."
Wang Xiaoming did not speak when he heard this. He bowed to Mr. Qin and left with Li Jun.
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“Now I need to try to see if I can tear apart the ghost realm of this ghost painting.” Wan Hao thought in his heart.
If you don’t try this kind of thing first, it will be embarrassing when you suddenly realize that you can’t live without it at the threatening moment...
The ghost nail stretches out a long length.
Wan Hao kept waving his hands, but as time passed, Wan Hao's brows furrowed deeply.
Because the ghost realm of ghost paintings has not been torn apart!
Ripples can be seen in the void as the ghost nails are waved, but they are always just ripples, unlike when Wanhao tore apart other ghost realms before, he directly tore a hole in the ghost realm.
“The ghost realm of ghost paintings is stronger than that of starving ghosts!”
Wan Hao made a judgment in his heart, and at the same time, the waving ghost nails stopped.
Ghost nails do not have the ability to superimpose supernatural powers. If he cannot tear apart ghost paintings in a short time, it will be useless even if he stays here to tear them apart for a whole day.
"We are all S-class ghosts. Are there strong and weak differences among the ghost realms..." Wan Hao thought in his heart.
But then Marriott shook his head again.
“No, the headquarters’ rating of ghosts is based on how harmful the ghosts are to people, not how terrifying the ghosts are.”
“Although the file says that ghost paintings killed A lot of people, but definitely not as good as being hungry Dead ghosts eat more people. According to the headquarters' rating, hungry ghosts are higher than ghost paintings. Moreover, hungry ghosts also have the ability to grow infinitely. If it is not restricted and given time, no one in the world can imprison it. .”
"But the horror level of today's ghost paintings is obviously higher than that of starving ghosts..."
Wanhao looked a little solemn as he thought about it.
"And there seems to be some similarity between the ghost painting and the ghost bride...are the two ghosts also puzzle pieces for each other?"
Wan Hao remembered the scene when he first saw the ghost painting. I almost thought the ghost painting was a ghost bride.
When I think of the Ghost Bride Marriott, I can’t help but think of the old man in the old house, the terrifying ghost master who plays with time just by raising his hand!
Marriott shook the thoughts from his mind.
“Now is not the time to think about this. Although I am not in danger now, I must get to this ghost realm, otherwise I am afraid that new situations will arise due to the change of time...”
Supernatural things are unpredictable, so Marriott must prepare for the worst, instead of just thinking about nothing now that there is no danger.
Wan Hao looked up at the tall buildings in the ghost paintings.
“It is too inconvenient not to have a ghost realm. Although I don’t know if I can open a ghost realm in the ghost realm of ghost paintings, but it is better than nothing...”
Marriott stepped forward, using the magic power of his ghost leather shoes, and he reached the top of a building in one step.
"Can't even ghost-skin shoes get out of this ghost land..." Wan Hao's heart sank.
All his methods against the ghost realm are useless in front of the ghost picture.
"Hey...it was like that when I was fighting a starving ghost. Why haven't you seen me acting like this in a few days..."
Wanhao shook his head with a wry smile and boarded the building. Finally he could see more of his surroundings.
However, Marriott discovered that this ghost land looked like a real city!
It's too big!
Compared with the scope of the Hungry Death Ghost's ghost domain, it is not inferior at all, and its intensity is even higher than that of the Hungry Death Ghost by an unknown amount.
The buildings in the Ghost Domain have two extremes. Half of the buildings are Chinese-style, while the other side is European-style.
Two completely different buildings coexist, but there is a gray thing between them.
"Is that...paper dust?"
In order to see clearly what this thing was, Wanhao came to the edge of the wiring and picked up a bit with his ghostly hand to examine it.
Coming around this boundary Marriott found an asphalt road not far away.
This is not a real road, it is more like it was painted with oil paint!
“What’s going to happen over there?” Marriott looked at half of the city opposite the European-style buildings. (End of chapter)