Qin Ming didn't dare to be careless at the moment. He didn't dare to underestimate this ghost after he had just suffered a supernatural attack. Before, he had always felt that the source ghost was less supernatural than he thought, and he had always found it strange.
"It's a bit strange. According to this lineup, this ghost is not inferior to the Starving Ghost, but why does it feel that the intensity of the Ghost Realm is lower than that of the Starving Ghost?" Qin Ming said softly to himself.
As long as he increased the level of his ghost realm, he could travel freely in this white mist ghost realm, which made him a little puzzled. Was this ghost incomplete?
"No matter, let's try it first and then talk about it." Qin Ming's eyes flickered and he decided to try to see if he could be imprisoned first.
The darkness under his feet spread quickly and enveloped the entire exhibition hall in an instant. He held the coffin nails and was ready to take action. He covered the eyes of the ghost and Buddha with one hand to avoid being attacked again.
Strangely, just when Qin Ming was about to throw the coffin nails, the face of the strange Buddha head cracked again, nearly ten centimeters wide.
Qin Ming's eyes narrowed, and the uneasiness in his heart rose again. He felt more and more strange, but hesitation was not his character, so he launched the attack without hesitation.
A black and rusty coffin nail whizzed past, heading straight for the eye of the Buddha's head standing in the hall. Qin Ming was prepared to kill it with one strike, if he was lucky and nothing unexpected happened.
"boom!"
With a bang, the coffin nails did not stay inside the Buddha's head as Qin Ming thought, but went straight through the entire Buddha's head, piercing through the Buddha's head like a bullet and nailing it to the wall.
"What?!" Qin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face instantly darkened. At this moment, he finally understood why he felt uneasy before.
"That Buddha head is not the real body. In other words, it is an object similar to a seal. The source ghost should be sealed inside." Qin Ming said with a gloomy face.
At this moment, he finally figured out that the Buddha head in front of him should have some kind of supernatural thing. An unknown ghost master sealed it inside and matched it with the rag.
Because it was dug out by the archaeological team and the rags were removed, the balance of supernatural beings was broken, which led to the ghost's resurrection. The gradually cracking face should be a sign of imminent revival.
Qin Ming watched as the white mist around him became thicker and thicker, and his half-open ghost eyes were almost closed. "The move I just made just helped it break through the shackles of the stone statue, and it has now fully recovered."
The entire exhibition hall was covered by ghost shadows. Coffin nails were nailed to the wall, and there was ghost blood smeared by Qin Ming on them. The dark ghost shadow slowly squirmed, and the coffin nails slowly merged into the ghost shadow.
The huge Buddha-headed stone statue collapsed with the blow just now and broke into countless pieces, and the Source Ghost appeared.
"This..." Qin Ming was slightly startled and looked at the ghost involuntarily.
With a dry and thin body, the skin color of the entire body is golden and bronze, like a golden Buddha. He is holding a Huangtong Zen staff, wearing a shabby, dark red cassock, his eyes are gray, and there is a scar on his dry neck. String of cracked wooden prayer beads.
The moment the source ghost appeared, the white fog in the entire Dazhou City instantly became a little thicker, and spread rapidly outwards at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
Dajing City Headquarters
Shen Liang, who had been monitoring Dazhou City, frowned deeply. He saw that the area covered by the white fog seemed to be spreading, and the speed was not slow.
"Oops, could it be that the source ghost obtained some kind of puzzle, causing its strength to increase?"
Shen Liang secretly thought something was wrong and quickly ran to the office to report to Cao Yanhua.
"Deputy Minister, the situation is not good. After the observation just now, the ghost domain of the source ghost in Dazhou City is rapidly spreading outwards. Several villages and small towns outside the city have been covered."
To Shen Liang's expectation, Cao Yanhua did not show much movement or emotional changes. Instead, he closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, then opened his eyes and said:
"I know, you go down first."
When Shen Liang heard this, he didn't say much and simply withdrew.
After a long time, Cao Yanhua picked up the phone beside him and called someone.
According to the report just below, Cao Yanhua learned that nearly half of the ghost masters said that they were dealing with a supernatural incident and could not escape, let alone rescue Dazhou City.
Dahai City Pearl Building.
The headquarters of the Paranormal Forum.
Ye Zhen stared at the computer screen in front of him intently, and from time to time he made some movements, which seemed to be imitating the movements in the anime.
"This sword is so handsome. If it can be made, it will definitely match me, Mr. Ye. And this costume, I have to ask someone to make it quickly."
Ye Zhen's eyes gleamed for a while, and he danced and said. When he heard a knock on the door outside, he immediately regained his composure. After all, the boss must behave like a boss.
"Come in." Ye Zhen said in a deep voice.
It was the manager, and there was a bit of hesitation on his face at this time.
"Mr. Ye, news just came from the headquarters that the supernatural beings in Dazhou City are out of control. The white mist ghost domain not only covers the entire Dazhou City, but is also spreading rapidly. It has swallowed up several villages. If it is not controlled quickly, I'm afraid they will come to us then..." the manager said quickly
Ye Zhen frowned slightly and said with some doubts: "Aren't there many people in charge at the headquarters? They are the orthodox ones. It has nothing to do with our supernatural forum. Let them solve it. I still want to pursue it."
"By the way, if you see the costumes and weapons on the computer, make them for me immediately. You have to be quick."
The manager was slightly startled and said quickly: "Mr. Ye, the situation is not quite right now. Dazhou City is out of control. It has been confirmed to be an S-class incident. If it is not dealt with as soon as possible, it will be very troublesome."
After saying that, the manager slowly leaned towards Ye Zhen's ear and said in a deep voice: "Besides, the remuneration offered by the headquarters..."
As the manager said, Ye Zhen's disdainful eyes gradually disappeared, and his eyes were surging, as if he was thinking about something.
Half a minute later, Ye Zhen folded his hands and leaned on the table in deep thought. After a while, he said seriously: "I think what you said makes sense. If that's the case, then I'll go there. I, Ye, can take action." It’s not just an S-level supernatural incident.”
After saying that, he laughed, and then waved his hand and said: "I now order you to make this costume and weapons immediately. After you make them, tell me that I will wear this costume to solve this little incident."
Ye Zhen's serious look made the manager feel a little ashamed, and finally he responded quickly.
"Okay, Mr. Ye, I will customize this outfit for you right now. Why is it going more smoothly this time? We have to take some measures."
Ye Zhen nodded, waved his hand and urged: "Go quickly, stop talking nonsense, I still want to watch."
After thinking about it, he added: "You must give me a cloak. The cloak has Ye Zhenshen written on it."
The manager's face twitched, then he quickly responded and left.
Ye Zhen's heart had drifted into the distance. Looking at the manager's leaving figure, his originally excited eyes gradually calmed down and he frowned slightly. He recalled the movie he had seen before.
He always felt something was wrong about the tragic movie he saw in the third person, but he couldn't put it in words. This feeling was very strange. Every time he thought about it, he would have a wonderful feeling, and then he would forget about it.
"Who...is that person?"
Ye Zhen touched his chin and thought secretly.
