Li Zhou fell to the ground with his eyes blank, his mouth slightly opened and you could vaguely see a trace of drool dripping from it, as if he had lost his soul.
The faces of the others were filled with astonishment. Li Zhou's current behavior really didn't look like he was using his trump card, but more like an idiot whose head was smashed.
"Failed?" Wen Zhong was also stunned when he saw this.
The supernatural power he used just now came from the few lines of text he had previously written against the clay ghost in the illusion. It was suspected to be some kind of protective measure left in his consciousness by his second uncle.
On the way to this mental care center, Wen Zhong found that he could mobilize a small part of the power of the thinking ghost by splicing some of its supernatural ghost pupils.
Specifically, just one character.
This is also a method targeting consciousness, but it is not an attack on consciousness, but closer to protection and amplification.
Therefore, Wen Zhong speculated that if this small part of the power could be used on other ghost controllers, it would have an unexpected boosting effect.
However, he has not conducted experiments on other ghost masters, so he is not 100% sure that his speculation is correct.
But now it seems that his speculation was wrong.
As far as the results are concerned, Li Zhou has indeed been disabled, and the other party's body has begun to undergo abnormal changes, which seems to be a precursor to the resurrection of the ghost he controlled.
Failed.
Although there is some disappointment and dissatisfaction, no one will show it. After all, Wen Zhong still needs help to resist the evil ghost. Everyone can only secretly be glad that he is not the one chosen.
"Li Zhou is considered useless, let's throw him out first to relieve the pressure." The big man who controlled the ghost said in a deep voice.
Others naturally have no objections. Naturally, all the things that can be used in this situation need to be used.
However, the moment the big man's hand touched Li Zhou.
Li Zhou, who was already unconscious, slowly raised his drooped head, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He showed a weird smile.
"I'm fine. I've never felt so good." Li Zhou stood up and glanced at the other people around him.
"Li Zhou, what are you..." The big man looked at the other party with some surprise. He did not expect that Li Zhou would regain consciousness.
Li Zhou ignored the big man's reaction and walked straight to the iron gate. Then, he did something that everyone expected.
"boom--"
With a dull crashing sound, the originally motionless and extremely solid iron door was dented by Li Zhou's head.
But the price was that his head was also sunken. Although there was no blood flowing out, something sticky could be seen flowing in the wound.
Then, Li Zhou looked at the masterpiece in front of him with his only remaining eye and smiled with satisfaction.
"That's great. I'm finally almost successful."
After saying that, Li Zhou began to use his deformed head to hit the iron door crazily.
He completely ignored his own safety and was determined to break the door open with his head.
"Is this...possessed?" Gong Sanbao said with a pale face as he looked at the horrific scene in front of him.
"That Wen Zhong must have done something. He actually has such weird methods. It's really cruel..."
Although he said this, the ghost master had no intention of helping.
More of a blessing.
I'm glad it's not me who's knocking on the door now.
He didn't know how many times he was hit, but just when Wen Zhong felt that he could no longer hold on anymore, and the evil ghost not far away was about to approach.
"Bang bang bang——"
Three crisp collisions.
Accompanied by the harsh turning sound of the door shaft, the iron door was finally forced open by Li Zhou under Li Zhou's desperate collision.
"Hehehe, it worked, I did it, I did it..."
The moment he opened the door, a stiff smile appeared on Li Zhou's face, as if he had gained great satisfaction.
Then, he fell to the ground and stopped moving.
"Don't go in yet!"
Upon seeing this, Wen Zhong roared and ran towards the room. The others quickly reacted and rushed into the room immediately following Wen Zhong.
"Yuan Yingfei, Xu Chen still has the royal power, you three come in quickly." Wen Zhong leaned out half of his body and shouted towards the darkness behind.
After the group of ghosts in front lost their grip, they began to move toward the hall faster than before, and it wouldn't take long for the room to be blocked.
If the three of them were still outside by then, they would all be torn into pieces by the evil spirits.
"Wen, Captain Wen..."
From the darkness, Yuan Yingfei's weak voice came.
"What's wrong?" Wen Zhong frowned and shouted.
He had already thrown the dead Li Zhou's body into the group of ghosts, but it was of no use. Even the revived ghosts could not stop them.
Seeing that Li Guiqun was about to approach the room, Yuan Yingfei did not respond, and even the voices of Xu Chen and Wang Quan could not be heard.
Upon seeing this, Wen Zhong was about to step out of the room and pull Xu Chen and the others back from the darkness. At least Yuan Yingfei and Wang Quan didn't want them to die here now.
"Wen Zhong, don't come over."
Suddenly, Xu Chen's cold and emotionless voice came over.
"There is a trap behind, and we have been caught, but it is not life-threatening for the time being. We will try to go up to the second floor from the other side. See you then.
"By the way, this trap doesn't look like it could be set by a ghost. I'm afraid there are other living people besides us in this mental care center. Please be careful."
"What." Wen Zhong frowned when he heard this and stopped unconsciously.
Are there any other living people in this mental care center?
Then only Dai Zhibin and the Yan Huan nest who attacked him several times were left.
According to the chronological order, Yan Huanchao would indeed arrive here earlier than him. If the other party really left a trap, Wen Zhong wouldn't be surprised.
Of course, the premise of all this is that Xu Chen did not lie.
If it was a fierce ghost that had sneaked into their midst, Yuan Yingfei and Wang Quan would probably be in serious danger at this moment.
"Damn it." Wen Zhong cursed secretly.
The group of ghosts behind him was getting closer and closer, and he could vaguely see himself sitting on a trolley being pushed away by the ghosts.
Helpless, Wen Zhong could only choose to return to the room to discuss the matter in the future.
…………
"Oh my god, why is there someone downstairs again?"
In a room surrounded by mirrors, a short man was complaining to the person standing next to him with a distressed look on his face.
Standing next to him was a man wearing a black coat. His body was slender, especially his arms, which almost reached his ankles.
Hearing the short man's complaint, the slender man said: "Tepel, are you saying that some unlucky guy triggered your trap? How many people are there in total?"
The man named Tepel heard the other party's question and immediately replied: "There are two ghosts and two people trapped. In addition, an unknown number of people entered the room."
"You mean there are a lot of people. Could it be that the old missionary's new guy is here."
"No, Mr. Tailor, they were blocked in that passage. If they were friends of Mr. Missionary, they would not have made such a stupid mistake. After all, they have information here."
"Oh no, it looks like this is your friend, Mr. Yan."
The man codenamed Tailor said, holding his hand on his forehead and showing a distressed look.
The Mr. Yan he spoke of was Yan returning to his nest.
At this moment, Yan Huanchao was standing in the corner of the room covered in blood, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.
