It was still the dilapidated wooden house, and even the decoration inside the house had not changed at all, but the sense of fatal crisis coming from the dead souls told Wang Chaling that they had entered the core of the endless cemetery.
His eyes swept across a small bed in the wooden house, where a tall body lay. The rich darkness mixed with dust made it impossible for Wang Chaling to see the true appearance of the body.
"Luo Qian... No, no, this is just a fake body he left behind using his supernatural powers, or an existence similar to a projection. The real Luo Qian's corpse makes me feel more than just dangerous." Wang Cha Lingjin Keep your mentality as stable as possible.
Supernatural oppression and fatal crises, using the dead souls as the medium, came like a tide, constantly stimulating Wang Chaling's nerves, forcing him to use supernatural powers to maintain his mentality in order to prevent him from being unable to withstand this terrifying "pressure" "And lost his composure.
"There are certain benefits to being weak, because they can't even detect the reality hidden behind the surface. Without awareness, there is naturally no terror."
"Wang Wudi, why do you look so strange? Let me tell you, you can't spread the news about me being used as a weapon by a ghost before."
Ye Zhen felt a little sad. His reputation was gone. Now he could only hope that Wang Wudi was not a person who liked to spread gossip.
"It's nothing, just be careful next time. I'm looking for you to be a helper, not a burden. Moreover, if you become a burden in the next place, I may not be able to save you, because I can't even protect my own safety." There are no guarantees.”
"Of course, if you regret it now and don't plan to enter this cemetery, then stay quietly in this room and don't move anything. When the black smoke accumulates to a certain level, we will send it out."
Wang Chaling has said his advice to Ye Zhen many times, but this is the most serious and last time.
Because, as he said, it would be okay if there were no accidents here. Once an accident occurred and caused the cemetery to lose control, he would not be able to take care of himself, let alone save Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen understood the meaning of Wang Chaling's words, and his face immediately tightened: "Wang Wudi, what are you talking about? I, Ye, am not Xiao Jiang's kind of person. I abandon my teammates and survive on my own. What if After doing such a thing, Ye will definitely have inner demons in the future.”
"The fact that you invited me to go with you shows your trust in my ability and character. In this case, I will never let you down. Furthermore, you are just inviting me in this matter, and you are not forcing me to go with you. It's me. I took the initiative to agree, and I, Ye Zhen, have never given up on anything I promised half-way."
Ye Zhen's tone was very fierce, and he firmly expressed his determination, so that Wang Chaling no longer had to talk about retreat.
Wang Chaling looked a little weird. It was true that Ye Zhen was unwilling to evacuate, and the reason was almost the same as what he said, but Wang Chaling always felt that there were some other factors involved.
Forget it, it's not important.
"You'd better follow me closely." Wang Chaling said the last word, then walked to the door of the wooden house and put his hand on the wooden door.
Cold, damp, depressing...all kinds of negative emotions came to my mind, and lignified lines gradually appeared on my arms, and flesh and blood were gradually replaced by wood.
Wang Chaling's expression changed: "It's just a door opening, and there is a supernatural curse on it. Luo Qian is too good at using space."
The oppressive darkness wrapped around the arm, and the curse was gradually suppressed until it fell into silence, and the wooden arm returned to its normal state.
Crunch~!
A heartbreaking sound sounded, and the wooden door was slowly pushed open. Almost as soon as the door was pushed open, overwhelming dust poured in along the crack of the door.
The dust contained extremely terrifying supernatural powers. As soon as it came into contact with Wang Chaling's body, Wang Chaling felt that the part he came into contact with died directly. Corpse spots spread on Wang Chaling's body. His face became colder and colder. He seemed to be dying. Gradually transformed into a corpse.
Everything happened so suddenly. Even though he was fully prepared, he couldn't resist the sudden attack and had to deal with it passively.
The deceptive spirit is constantly working on itself, and together with it is the ghost spirit. The latter is sweeping away the attached dust, and the former is constantly repairing Wang Chaling's body.
Compared with Wang Chaling, Ye Zhen's condition is much better. He is standing behind Wang Chaling and the dead souls. Most of the dust is blocked by Wang Chaling and the dead souls. What falls on him is not counted. many.
Furthermore, the layer of skin on his body is that of a ghost, which has a certain resistance to supernatural beings. Unlike Wang Chaling, who has never controlled a physical ghost, his body is very fragile compared to supernatural beings.
"Wang Wudi, this road is not easy to walk." Ye Zhen poked his head out from one side. The ghost's illusory body could block the dust from entering, but it could not block Ye Zhen's gaze.
Outside the open wooden door, yellow dust filled every space, and there seemed to be only this touch of color left between the sky and the ground.
From time to time, there will be bulges of earth on the ground, showing various shapes, such as palms, human heads, arms, half of the body... It is difficult to imagine what is under the earth.
"He is worthy of being a top ghost controller in the Republic of China. The place he lives in is so unique, but Luo Qian doesn't seem to have any taste. He actually likes to wash his face in sandstorms." Ye Zhen said. Building a residence that suits his status has always been Ye Zhen's plan. One is that there is just no time or suitable ghosts to implement it.
"He doesn't like washing his face in sandstorms. Maybe the cemetery noticed our arrival and specially set up a welcome ceremony for us." Wang Chaling remembered that the last time he went to the Endless Cemetery, there was no such scene.
Of course, it may be that Luo Qian felt it was unnecessary. After all, he alone was enough to beat Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan at that time, so there was no need to bring out these fancy things.
As for how to get there?
Naturally, we can only walk over.
"Follow up."
Wang Chaling's voice was low. The position of the first generation of dead souls overlapped with his. The superimposed position of the second generation of dead souls overlapped with Ye Zhen. There were dead souls blocking the surface. Even if there was a supernatural attack, most of them would be the first to suffer. , instead of two of them alive, can buy them some time to react.
The dead souls of a generation exude their own supernatural power as before, representing the darkness of the Wang family shrouding a small area, advancing as Wang Chaling and Ye Zhen advance.
The dust in the sky seemed to be stimulated, beating crazily on the darkness and constantly mixing into it. The ground under the feet was no longer peaceful. Each bag of soil bulged and broke open, and palms, heads... kept pouring out from the ground. , biting, pulling... the movements are very simple, but the supernatural power contained within is not weak, trying to block Wang Chaling's progress.
Wang Chaling does not need to worry about these. The superimposed dead souls of the first generation are enough to calm down. The second generation of dead souls is a bit difficult, but with Ye Zhen's cooperation and another generation taking the main pressure, the problem is not too big.
The black smoke meanders forward in the loess sky, guiding Wang Chaling in the direction, but this direction is no longer like before, it can point to both the starting point and the destination.
The loess that fills every part of this space cannot stop the new black smoke from spreading forward, but it can prevent the black smoke left behind from remaining.
…………
"Wang Wudi, how long do we have to go?" Ye Zhen's voice was a little unpleasant. His mouth felt very dry now, and every cell in his body seemed to be thirsting for water from him.
He raised his hand to reach forward, then clenched his fist and retracted it, spread his palm, and then turned his hand back. The loess kept falling from Ye Zhen's hand - before, the loess was just floating outside the darkness, but at some point, it had invaded the Wang family's supernatural world. Coverage.
Wang Chaling licked his dry lips. The water created by supernatural powers was of no use to their dehydration situation. It was a curse from a terrifying ghost. Substitute death, deception, modification... various methods were used to treat this problem. Even the curses of Li Gui are of no use.
Perhaps letting the dead souls possess them can play some role. After all, any supernatural power is based on the degree of terror. As long as the degree of terror is high enough and the source ghost is suppressed, the curse will be over.
But now is not the right time. To maintain the superposition of a generation of dead souls, and with a substantial increase in one's own supernatural powers, the cost of using the dead souls in various ways has been weakened to a certain extent, but the price required to possess the dead souls is still not small.
"It should be soon. Come over here. I want to close the supernatural coverage area, increase the strength of the resistance, and try to prevent the loess from entering."
The originally small coverage area is not a good thing if it continues to shrink. The small space will greatly limit the performance of the two people and lose the home field advantage.
But they have to do this, otherwise when more and more dust comes in, it will be difficult for them to maintain their own state. Once they are attacked by a ghost, they will only be more embarrassed.
Ye Zhen sighed and was about to walk forward, but suddenly stopped: "Wang Wudi, look ahead."
Um?
Wang Chaling was stunned, and turned to look in front of him, which was the direction in which the black smoke was moving. Only a thin layer of dust was left covering the sky and the sun. It seemed that as long as Wang Chaling took a step forward, everything would be over. Being able to escape directly from this dusty area, the black smoke has also crossed the barrier and entered a "new world"
But.
When was it?
Wang Chaling was a little wary and unwilling to walk over directly. His attention was always on the front. It was just that he was distracted by talking to Ye Zhen just now, but this did not prevent him from discovering the anomaly.
Ye Zhen had no such scruples and walked to Wang Chaling: "Wang Wudi, I said you don't need to be so cautious. Since you are ready to dig graves, you will definitely trigger the devil. According to you, this The area is of the type that affects the whole body, which means that as long as you don’t give up on your goal, you will definitely make this cemetery get out of control.”
"It's going to get out of control anyway, so why are you so vigilant? It's just a powerful ghost. You can just fight it. You don't have the demeanor of an invincible person."
Ye Zhen's tone revealed dissatisfaction. In his opinion, there was going to be a big commotion on both sides, so it would be better to just give it a go than to be timid now.
Regarding Ye Zhen's attitude, Wang Chaling just remained silent. What Ye Zhen said did make sense, but some things cannot be done recklessly, and caution is necessary.
only.
A wry smile appeared on Wang Chaling's lips. In this situation, he could only act recklessly. No matter how cautious he was, he still had to step over it.
Abandoning complicated thoughts, under the guidance of the curse, a connection is established between one's own supernatural powers and the supernatural powers of the dead souls. Then, in just a moment, the dead souls can attach themselves to the body.
Then, Wang Chaling stepped forward. As he moved, the surrounding dust gradually receded. He took a complete step and half of his body crossed the dust-covered land.
Ye Zhen was standing next to Wang Chaling, his movements almost synchronized with Wang Chaling's. He didn't really want to rush past. Keeping his movements synchronized, plus the connection between the dead souls, could ensure the maximum protection of the two. People do not passively separate.
Even if there is a powerful supernatural force that wants to force one party to stay, the other party can respond in time and lend a helping hand. Even if it fails, Wang Chaling can also use the connection between the dead souls to determine the location of each other.
However, this backhand didn't seem to have the desired effect. After taking one step forward, the scenery in front of the two of them suddenly changed. The dust in the sky dissipated and was replaced by warm and bright sunshine.
Yes, it's sunshine. The appearance of warm sunshine in a scary supernatural place sounds like a bad joke.
The area covered by the sun is not large. Looking deeper, some are dim skies, some are rainy, some are bloody skies, and ashes are falling from the sky.
"Wang Wudi, is this your destination?" Ye Zhen pointed to the grave not far away. Since he entered the endless cemetery, he has seen countless graves, but what he is pointing to now can be regarded as the most special one. One.
It is still a cemetery with accumulated soil, but the soil here seems to have been flooded with blood and looks extremely moist. There is a strong smell of blood in the air, but the surrounding area of the cemetery is very smooth, and it does not seem to have been washed away by liquid.
The gray tombstone is engraved with some complicated patterns, which look like a big sun, with flames rising, and golden crows flying.
"no."
Ye Zhen couldn't see the black smoke, but Wang Chaling could see that the black smoke did not stop at the cemetery, but continued to move forward, submerging into unknown places.
"Be careful, we have to cross that tomb and try not to attract the attention of some existence." Wang Chaling's tone was a little heavy.
If possible, he certainly didn't want to pass directly by a grave, but his best option was to take this route. A detour was okay, but the surrounding cemeteries gave him the feeling that it was far more dangerous than this cemetery.
"Crossing the cemetery? It's quite a challenge, but it suits my taste." Ye Zhen showed a smile, his lips were a little cracked, his eye sockets were sunken, and the sword was tightly held in his hand.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Terrifying flames rose from the ground, and the warm sunlight was severely transformed at this moment, ruthlessly roasting the creatures on the ground.
At this moment, Wang Chaling and Ye Zhen finally knew the origin of the curse they had received before. As early as when they were in the dust, they were targeted by evil ghosts.
Corpses with hideous faces, as if they had been burned by fire, crawled out of the ground. In the blink of an eye, a small area was covered by these charred corpses.
Ye Zhen took the lead and slashed the scorched corpse nearest to him with the long sword in his hand. The terrifying supernatural release did not bring about the desired effect. It only knocked the scorched corpse out for more than ten meters. At the same time, the corpse was moved along the way. The charred corpse was hit.
These charred corpses were not the ghost slaves they thought at all, nor were they some supernatural derivatives, but a real ghost.
(End of chapter)
