Wen Zhong looked ugly. Although they attracted Li Gui's attention, they did not trigger Li Gui's killing pattern. For now, they are still safe.
He tried to take back the ghost realm, but it still didn't work. Now Wen Zhong can be said to be in a dilemma.
Because of the suppression of the ghost forest, the range of his ghost domain was only about five meters. After being pinned, he could not even move inside the ghost domain, let alone recover. He could only face this terrifying funeral procession. .
This was the third wave of ghosts that Wen Zhong encountered. From ghosts and humans to the three ghosts of mourning, mourning, and resentment, and then to the funeral procession in front of him, each one was more terrifying than the last.
However, this also means that he is close to the core of this ghost forest. As long as he restrains the core ghost, he may escape from here. As for whether he can be restrained, he doesn't know. He must wait until he makes plans.
But everything had to wait until he solved the troublesome group of ghosts in front of him.
Suddenly, the faceless ghost at the front, holding the coffin in his hand, turned his head back, and then the two people behind him began to ring the gong again, and the entire funeral procession began to move forward slowly.
"Is there no killing pattern that triggers them?" Wen Zhong couldn't help but feel lucky. He had a premonition that if he really had a conflict with these ghosts, he would definitely die here.
Just when the funeral procession was about to leave his ghost realm, Wen Zhong saw that his sleeves had turned white at some point, and in just ten seconds, his clothes turned completely pale.
It's like the mourning clothes worn by the ghosts in this funeral procession.
With no time to be surprised, Wen Zhong felt that his body was suddenly out of control and he slowly walked towards the end of the funeral procession. In the same situation as him, there were Min Qing and Chen Yanyun, but the latter kept his eyes tightly closed.
A clear bell rang, and it was the flag-bearing ghost at the end of the funeral procession. Upon hearing the sound, Wen Zhong and the other three followed closely behind it.
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Yan Duozheng was walking cautiously in the ghost forest alone. He looked at the haze surrounding him with melancholy and complained in his heart.
"I should have known that I would come to Da'an in a few days. I originally wanted to sell Wen Zhong a favor, but I didn't expect that I would be involved." Yan Duo rubbed a rusty silver coin in his hand, "I just said this thing is not good. Reliable."
The name of this silver coin is called the Lucky Coin. It is a supernatural prop. The method of use is very simple. First ask a question, and then throw the silver coin. The side with the skull printed on it means yes, and the side with the devil printed on it faces up. stands for no.
If the silver coin is thrown frequently, the evil ghost hidden in the silver coin will be released, and no matter what the reason is, if the result of throwing the silver coin is upright, the evil ghost hidden in the silver coin will be released immediately.
Yan Duo had thrown this silver coin before coming to Da'an, and the result was heads up, so he came to Da'an without hesitation. He never expected to be involved in a supernatural incident soon after arriving.
However, with the ghost shirt on his body and the lucky coin in his hand, as long as he pays a little attention, Yan Duo's confident supernatural events can't kill him.
But in this ghost land, he was like a headless fly, walking in circles for so long.
"I don't know what's going on with Wen Zhong. His ability to save lives in the ghost realm should be better than mine, but if he dies, then I will suffer a big loss." Yan Duo frowned.
He came to Da'an just to use the power of the person in charge, Wen Zhong, to find clues about his relatives. If the other party died in this ghost place, then all the favors he had sold before would be in vain.
He sighed and continued walking through the cold, dark woods.
Yan Duo found that these dark ghost hazes were quite dangerous. The ghost shirt he was wearing could block the attacks of evil ghosts after paying a certain price, but these ghost hazes could ignore his shirt and blow directly on his body.
There are only two possibilities. One is that these are just ordinary smog, and the other is that these smog are quite dangerous. In such a ghost place, the answer is self-evident, and it is naturally the latter.
But he has not yet discovered that this ghost haze is harmful to him. He can only cheer up and be vigilant to be on guard at any time.
For a moment, he suddenly realized a serious problem: "How should I get out of here? I'm not from the Ghost Controller's headquarters, but no one will come to save me."
Yan Duo looked ugly. He could only go to meet Wen Zhong first, but in the ghost realm, he couldn't even tell the direction. How would he find the other party? Is it possible that he had to try his luck.
He rubbed the silver coin in his hand. Although he could only ask yes or no, he could at least know whether the other party was near him.
At this moment, he heard a burst of footsteps behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, a humanoid silhouette appeared behind him, raised a black arm, and slapped it on his shoulder. .
In an instant, Yan Duo felt a sharp pain coming from his shoulder, and his body froze in place. It took him a while to resume action. He quickly looked back, but there was no one behind him.
A red handprint that smelled of blood appeared on his shoulder. It looked about the same size as an adult.
Yan Duo looked at the bloody handprints and couldn't help but frown. His ghost shirt would directly block attacks that were not very scary, but attacks that exceeded a certain level would be converted into physical attacks and borne by him.
"Just one attack left a complete bloody handprint on my body. What the hell is this?" Yan Duo got off the supernatural bus anyway, and an attack of this level could not shake him.
"Is that ghost still around?" Yan Duo asked the silver coin. After speaking, he threw the silver coin directly and slapped it on the back of his hand.
The result is: heads up.
It meant that the evil ghost was still lingering near him.
Yan Duo touched his chin when he saw this. He had no means to restrain the ghost now, so he could only run away first. Anyway, with the ghost shirt around, he would probably withstand a few more attacks.
At this moment, he suddenly felt something sticky under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a shallow pool of water.
The water was turbid and yellow, and there were even traces of hair in it.
Looking around again, the surrounding ground was actually covered with water stains. The entire forest became a little damp, and a rotten stench began to fill the air.
Yan Duo frowned and quickly moved away from the stagnant water. This sudden water stain was definitely not normal. It might be the killing agent left by a certain evil ghost.
He stood there and observed for a while, and after confirming that there was no other abnormality, he moved forward cautiously.
