Chapter 226 The cabin in the cemetery
A dripping raincoat, a white skull, a red embroidered handkerchief, and a skeleton.
"Which ghost are you going to control?" Marriott asked.
Wang Chaling raised his head weakly and glanced at the ghost that Wan Hao took out, feeling a little dazed.
This young man who wanted to curse the Wang family to his own generation finally chose to control a ghost to steal supernatural power.
"Which evil ghost is easier to control?"
A hoarse and weak voice came from Wang Chaling's dry mouth.
He is too weak to try to control a ghost that is too fierce, which may cause him to die prematurely.
Wan Hao heard this and looked at the ghost in his hand, and said: "To be honest, these ghosts are all the same to me, and I can guarantee that you can control them perfectly."
Paused. Dun Wanhao said: "I think this skeleton is quite good. It can restore the injuries of the ghost master and also has the ghost realm. It is a good choice."
Wang Chaling's eyes lit up, this was indeed a very good ghost.
However, Marriott's voice continued to come.
"But it's a pity that I also like this ghost, so I won't give it to you."
When the three of them heard this, they all looked at Wanhao with strange eyes.
However, Wan Hao continued: "This skull is not bad. It can attack the consciousness. It seems that it is a ghost that can protect the consciousness. You also have other powerful ghosts. I think this skull is more suitable for you."
This time Wang Chaling had no objection. He did not lack the means of supernatural attacks. Compared with the ghosts with terrifying and fatal attacks, this kind of ghost that could protect the consciousness was more important to him.
"Please."
Wan Hao nodded and put away the other ghosts, leaving only a white skull.
Putting it on the ground, Wanhao raised his fist and hit his skull repeatedly.
“Bang, bang bang.”
The three of them were all a little confused when they saw this scene, and Liu San asked directly.
"Wan Hao, what are you doing?" He vaguely felt that Wan Hao was doing this to help Wang Chaling control the ghost, but he couldn't see what he was doing.
Wan Hao did not stop what he was doing and continued to hit his skull with his fist.
The supernatural power of the ghost hand continued to act on the skull, and gradually, cracks began to appear on the skull.
“My ghost hand can beat the devil to death, but it will take a certain amount of time. It seems that Lao Wang can’t hold on for so long, so I can only help him beat him to death.”
"Although he is only half-dead, if he does not use supernatural powers, he will not recover in a month or two."
Wanhao uses the ghost hand to suppress the ghost and continuously attacks the skull, trying to remove it. Suppressed to a state of death, only in this way can the weak Wang Chaling control it.
The resurgence of the evil ghost caused by the use of ghost hands was replaced by the scapegoat on the skull, doubly suppressing it.
However, Marriott felt that it might take a day to completely suppress the skull to a state of death.
But now Wang Chaling looks like he will return to the west in a long time, and there is not so much time left for him.
It can only be suppressed to a semi-dead state for Wang Chaling to control.
The three of them naturally knew the concept of death, and they couldn't help but be surprised by Wanhao's methods. They could all suppress Li Gui.
But if it can be suppressed to a state of semi-death or even complete desperation, they have no means to do so.
Wang Chaling also smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
He is very weak now and doesn’t want to say anything.
After beating him for several hours, Wanhao stopped when he felt that Wang Chaling was really about to die.
And this skull has already changed its appearance.
The skull was completely smashed by him an hour ago, and then beaten into a small ball.
Holding the ball, Wanhao walked to Wang Chaling's side.
At this time, Wang Chaling had passed out. If he left it alone, the only outcome would be to die in a coma.
Two black and white figures stayed close to Wang Chaling after Wang Chaling fainted, blocking him from all supernatural phenomena.
Wan Hao put the ball into Liu San's hand and said: "Whatever we do to Lao Wang now, his grandparents will definitely stop him. Next, I will suppress the two old people. You give this thing to Lao Wang eats it.”
Liu San nodded, indicating that he understood.
Wan Hao continued to approach, and the two old men also approached Wan Hao, as if to warn Wan Hao not to have any wrong thoughts about Wang Chaling.
Dark red withered palms stretched out, and Wan Hao placed his hands on the two old men's Tianling Caps.
The ghost hand's supernatural power was activated, and two black and white figures froze in place.
“Do it!” Marriott said.
Seeing how easily Wan Hao suppressed Wang Chaling's grandparents, Liu San did not hesitate, stepped forward and opened Wang Chaling's mouth, and put the small ball directly into Wang Chaling's mouth. inside.
Even worried that Wang Chaling would not be able to swallow, Liu San helped him up and patted his back vigorously several times.
“Eat it.”
Liu San said to Wan Hao.
Invisible pale palms crawled onto the bodies of the two old men, and Wanhao also began to pull out his hands.
And two pale hands actually floated on the foreheads of the two old men, knocking on their foreheads.
This is the ghost of the knocker.
A kind of supernatural being that knocks on the door and leads to death.
And the forehead is also a door!
Seeing that Wang Chaling didn't wake up, Li Jun couldn't help but frowned and said, "Why hasn't he woke up yet?"
"What else could it be, it's just Xu." Liu A smile appeared on San Waxian's face and he joked.
Wan Hao thought for a while and said: "Maybe it's because Li Gui is in a panic and he is in a comatose state, so he can't wake up."
Wan Hao's answer is fair.
He was very sure that Wang Chaling had controlled the skull and didn't wake up and didn't know what was going on.
Anyway, the skull is already in a semi-dead state and will not wake up within a month or two. There is no risk in controlling the skull.
But Wanhao is not sure. After all, this skull is not an ordinary ghost, but a conscious ghost.
But what should I do if Wang Chaling can’t wake up?
I've blown all the bullshit, of course I can only pretend to have everything under control.
"Carry these words on your back, let's keep moving forward. We should be able to walk a lot during the time he wakes up."
Hearing this, Li Jun directly carried Wang Chaling on his back, and the three of them Keep going deeper.
The atmosphere returned to silence.
Finally, Liu San asked Wanhao: "Wanhao, do you think we can get out?"
Li Jun also cast his gaze over. He didn't know how long it had been since he entered this cemetery. , but from Wang Chaling’s look like I’m about to die, I can also infer that I and the others have probably been here for four or five days.
Before entering, the ghost paintings were out of control and the starving ghosts were stolen. Li Jun was still worried about the situation outside.
Wan Hao thought for a while and said slowly.
“Although the supernatural here affects our judgment, I don’t believe that the cemeteries here are endless. It should be soon.”
While Wan Hao was speaking, Liu San paused He straightened his body and raised his hand to point forward.
“Look what that is!” Looking up, a blurry cabin appeared in the sight of the three of them
(End of this chapter)