Chapter 228 Luo Qian
The rickety old man walked out of the cabin, and every step he took seemed extraordinarily slow.
And as he moved around, pieces of grave soil began to fall from his body!
The old man glanced at the four people with bright eyes, and finally stopped at Wan Hao.
With the appearance of this old man, the surrounding supernatural phenomena seemed to disappear, the environment was no longer dim, and the cabin was no longer distorted.
Marriott also looked at the old man.
An inexplicable feeling of familiarity came to mind. Wanhao stared at the old man's withered face and saw a hint of familiarity in it.
It seems that I have seen him somewhere, but Wanhao can't remember it
"You are finally here, it's not too late."
Hoarse, old, dry The voice came from the old man's mouth, and the four people present were all shocked!
What's going on?
Finally here?
This old man has been waiting for someone here?
The four people couldn't help but suddenly realized that this old man was not a ghost, but a very terrifying ghost controller. According to previous speculation, this old man was the owner of this cemetery!
How terrifying is a person who lives in a supernatural place?
What's more, this man is so old and has obviously lived for a long time
A powerful ghost master may not necessarily live a long time, but a ghost master who lives a long time must be strong!
The eyes of the four people kept flowing on their companions.
Li Jun looked at Wang Chaling, who had just woken up, while Liu San looked at Wan Hao.
Wan Hao frowned and stared at the old man for a long time.
A figure in the memory began to merge with the old man's haggard face.
"You are Luo Qian!"
"Come in and sit down." The old man did not answer Wan Hao's words, but turned around and answered in his own room.
The four people outside the room looked at each other.
The three of them looked at Wanhao strangely. Li Jun thought that the old man was waiting for Wang Chaling. After all, the Wang family has inheritance, and he would understand if he knew such an old man.
"Let's go and have a look."
After pondering for a moment, Wanhao said, and then he took the lead and walked towards the cabin.
The remaining three looked at each other, wanting to know what each other thought.
Liu San spread his hands and said: "I really want to know how Wan Hao met such an old man."
As he said that, Liu San also walked towards the cabin. Paper man, if he dies, he dies.
"What about you?" Li Jun looked at Wang Chaling who got off his back.
"They are not afraid. What do I have to be afraid of?" Wang Chaling, who had just controlled the ghost, was also very excited and walked towards the cabin.
Li Jun sighed after hearing this. He was a little scared. The old man just looked at him and almost put out the will-o'-the-wisp he controlled.
At this time, all three people chose to enter the cabin, and Li Jun could only follow.
As soon as Wan Hao entered the hut, a cold breath hit his face, and the ghosts he controlled were suppressed by an invisible supernatural force.
This kind of suppression is not absolute. Instead, it is like a ghost bus or a ghost post office, which suppresses the supernatural power of the ghost controller, but does not completely suppress it.
The inside of the cabin is not what it looks like from the outside. The space inside is supernaturally distorted and becomes very large.
Liu San and others also followed into the cabin, and immediately felt that the cabin was unusual.
Luo Qian raised his hand and waved, and pieces of grave soil fell from the sky and landed in front of several people. The grave soil piled up to form a set of tables and chairs!
Anyone with a ghost realm can do this. It is nothing more than a ghost realm changing reality.
What really surprised everyone was that what Luo Qian moved out was grave soil!
They have tried it. These grave soils cannot be affected by the ghost realm at all, and they can also suppress supernatural beings.
Wan Hao sat down unceremoniously and focused his eyes on the old man.
“You know me?”
Wan Hao’s words not only confused Liu San and others, but also Luo Qian was stunned for a moment.
What the hell? Don't you know them? Then how did you say your name just now?
Liu San and others were full of questions.
Luo Qian's haggard face couldn't help but smile, and he shook his head slightly.
"So your memory has not been unblocked"
Wan Hao frowned, Luo Qian revealed a lot of information!
Luo Qian does know him, and he also feels that he should know him!
My own memory has been manipulated!
For a moment, Marriott felt a chill running down his back, and his whole scalp felt numb!
"What do you mean?" Wan Hao stood up directly, with a look of horror in his eyes, and his hands turned into dark red withered ghost hands.
Luo Qian did not answer immediately, but after pondering for a long time, he said: "Since your memory has not been unblocked, how did you know me?"
Wan Hao did not answer, but stared at Luo Qian, as if he would take action at any time.
Something was wrong with Marriott, which also made Li Jun and the others tense up, always ready to take action.
Seeing Wan Hao's frightened look, Luo Qianyi raised his hand, and then the strange laughter of the ghost hairband sounded in Wan Hao's mind.
With his mind feeling cool, Wan Hao gradually calmed down and talked to Luo Qian about the mysterious ancient house and the weird supernatural object.
Wan Hao was originally in an ancient house where the old man used a supernatural item to pull him into an arena.
Inside, he was killed by Luo Qian and Luo Wensong.
After hearing this, Luo Qian nodded and murmured: "So that's it."
Then Luo Qian looked towards Marriott.
Being looked at by the dead and empty eyes, Wanhao suddenly felt like he had been seen through, and even the ghost in his body was extremely quiet.
“Although I have deviated a little, I can’t hold on any longer, so I’ll just make do with it.”
Luo Qian suddenly said this.
“What?”
Marriott suddenly had a bad feeling and immediately prepared to use the ghost realm to leave.
However, Luo Qian waved his hand, and Wan Hao was covered by the sky full of grave soil, and in an instant, only his head was left outside.
Liu San, Li Jun, and Wang Chaling saw this and were about to take action, but they found that their supernatural power had been suppressed at some point and could not be used at all.
Looking down, their legs were covered with grave soil at some point.
“Don’t be nervous, little guys.”
Wanhao, who was covered in grave soil with only one head left, was a little dazed and felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something had been going into his body. Drill inside.
His supernatural powers were also suppressed and could not be used.
My vision became blurry, but I could still find Luo Qian's position, and asked with some reluctance: "What is going on?"
Luo Qian smiled slightly, with a playful look on his wrinkled face.
“It’s nothing, I’m just helping you control the ghost.”
Hearing this, Wan Hao completely passed out. Even the ghost headband that kept screaming in his mind couldn’t help him resist it. .
I don’t know how long it took before Wanhao woke up slowly.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Qian, who was lying on a black Taishi chair.
Wanhao had also seen the style of Taishi's chair in that ancient house.
At this time, Luo Qian looked older, as if he would die at any time.
And Wanhao also felt his own supernatural power. With just a slight shock, all the grave soil on his body fell off. (End of this chapter)