Song Wan planned to remind the people around her, but when she turned her head, she almost screamed.
To her right, the middle-aged man's neck was twisted like a twist, swiveling 180 degrees behind his back.
It was such a weird scene. The man was running alive, and every move he made was so normal.
Except for his head.
As if sensing Song Wan's gaze, the middle-aged man's head trembled slightly, then turned sharply to the left, like a mechanical gear's continuous movement, and then looked at Song Wan quietly.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
He was even having a normal conversation with Song Wan, as if he was completely unaware of his own abnormality.
Song Wan suppressed her desire to scream, covering her mouth and shaking her head. She didn't dare to speak or respond.
The fear from her talent told her that if she couldn't speak, she would definitely die!
The next moment, the man suddenly came closer, with a strange smile on his face, hovering near Song Wan.
Song Wan could even clearly see the veins in his head caused by the strange shape of his neck causing blood blockage.
Can't speak, absolutely can't speak.
The older generation has a saying about shock. If a person is suddenly startled when he does not know that he is dead, very terrifying consequences will occur.
call!
The face got closer and closer. Fear caused Song Wan, who was running, to collapse to the ground. She could feel the strange aura.
A strong instinct told her to run, but the fall caused her right leg to cramp and she lost her balance. After struggling several times, she could not stand up.
Is that all there is?
Song Wan thought so.
She gave up her struggle and faced it all calmly. Her legs that she struggled to stand up went limp again, but at the moment she fell to the ground, she received a strong force to lift her up. The scene in front of her next moment It was like a movie-like transition, and it appeared again on the roof of an unknown building.
"Can you still talk?"
The man said so.
"able."
Song Wan held back her screams, held back everything, and forced herself to answer. Her superior IQ compared to ordinary people reminded herself repeatedly that the guy in front of her was weird and should not be messed with.
"How long have you been around those things?"
Shen Lin's eyes moved slightly, and he stood on the top of the building and looked around at the strange crowd.
"It's been a long time."
Song Wan knew that the other party was asking how long she had been with that weird man, or that she heard that it wasn't just that man who had problems.
"Forget it, it's not the right time for you to ask questions. Just calm down for a while and I'll take care of these ghosts first to avoid causing trouble to me later."
Song Wan still wanted to say something, but found that the light gray light flashed in front of her eyes, and the other party had disappeared.
Shen Lin appeared in the field again and looked at the strange crowd around him. Most of them could no longer be alive.
Ghost slave!
If there is a ghost domain, there will naturally be ghost slaves. The ghost domain is different from the ghost master, and the ghost slaves are also different.
Ghost slaves are restricted by the ghost master and are highly dependent on the ghost master and the ghost realm. If the ghost master is affected or dies, they themselves will also perish.
With the appearance of a ghost, Shen Lin naturally knew the ability of the woman ghost in this regard.
The transformation of the woman ghost into a ghost slave lies in this thick fog. Originally, due to Zhang Ming's confrontation with her, a few safe zones would be left for the living, but until the thick fog becomes dense, the people in the thick fog will gradually be marked with a mark. , start the conversion.
This transformation process is so strange that the ghost slaves themselves don't even know it. By the time they discover it, it's already too late.
This small team has no survivors left, so the woman just now can barely save them.
"The ghost slaves depend on the ghost realm. The conflict in the ghost realm will cause the ghost slaves to be unstable. So, what will happen to you when I compress the ghost realm into one space?"
Ghost slaves are no better than ghost masters. Ghost slaves themselves are transformed from all kinds of strange things, and they themselves do not have the characteristics of immortality.
When Shen Lin reduced his ghost domain to a certain range, he could clearly feel the rejection of the ghost domains belonging to the woman ghosts around him.
It's interesting. Is it because of the repulsion between the same sex that leads to the repulsion between the ghost realm and the ghost realm?
Logically speaking, there will only be suppression between ghost realms, with high-level ghost realms suppressing low-level ghost realms.
But the ghost aspect is different. Strictly speaking, his ghost realm comes from the woman ghost and has the same origin.
If Shen Lin's ghost realm could be stronger, he might be able to break through the blockade and escape.
But there is no if in fact.
Under the blockade of the Ghost Zone, the running people stopped in unison. Their eyes were like dead fish. The originally black and white pupils turned white instantly, and the eyeballs seemed to bulge out.
Dozens of pairs of eyes all looked in Shen Lin's direction, with numb expressions no different from those of zombies.
Then, most of the ghost slaves slowly mutated starting from their heads, turned into a plume of gray smoke and began to disappear, leaving only residues on the ground, it was unclear what they were.
Shen Lin looked at the remaining ghost slaves. They were still looking at Shen Lin. The feeling was creepy.
"Interesting. A ghost slave who has not yet been completely transformed. He retains the remaining consciousness and flesh and blood, but he is not a human being."
From the beginning of controlling the ghost appearance, Shen Lin began to gradually understand everything about the woman ghost.
He slowly walked towards the nearest ghost slave, and with a flash of gray light in his right hand, he grabbed it.
As if cutting through space, the opponent's head disappeared completely as Shen Lin's hands passed by.
The remaining body also fell silently. The exile from the ghost realm has a very limited impact on ghosts, but it can be called a sharp weapon when it acts on humans or non-humans with certain characteristics.
"The gap between ghost slaves and ghost masters or ghost controllers is still too big, but it also proves the ghost phase's transformation ability. If he doesn't encounter the woman ghost, he can protect himself in this area."
Shen Lin waved his hand.
The initial attempt is just to adapt to the ability. He cannot be too unscrupulous. The ghost ability will be revived with the use of the ghost controller.
For people like them who have just become ghost controllers or control a ghost, not using it unless necessary is the only rule, which can also effectively extend the life cycle.
"The experiment is over. I'm tired of playing. Please disappear." Shen Lin glanced around him in boredom.
Then, the ghost realm condensed by him was released, and began to spread around him with him as a dot.
The light gray ghost realm was released again, and wherever it expanded, the ghost slaves had nowhere to hide, and they all turned into smoke and disappeared.
This process was very fast. In just a few seconds, the overbearing power from Shen Lin Ghost Domain directly banished them all.
Shen Lin's figure flickered again and appeared on the roof of the building.
Song Wan finally accepted this incredible thing.
She has experienced life and death, and she can slowly accept the collapse of her worldview no matter how big it is when she calms down.
"Have you calmed down?" Shen Lin asked.
Song Wan nodded and said, "You can throw away any elite temperament or IQ circuit at this moment. Faced with this incomprehensible weirdness, if you can't fight it, it's best to compromise."
"Let me tell you very frankly, I just saved you casually. Your body has been eroded a lot by ghosts invisibly. I can't judge whether you are still a normal person now, but I will give you a way to survive. ."
Shen Lin looked at Song Wan in front of him with burning eyes.
He has a bold plan in mind, and he has the opportunity to imprison the ghost woman, and all this requires the cooperation of outsiders.
Song Wan was a little dazed, especially when she heard that she might not be a normal person, and tears fell uncontrollably.
Gritting her teeth, she asked firmly: "Why should I trust you?"
"This is your choice. I'm just making my request. It's up to you whether you agree or not, but I want to remind you that although there are not many people left in the entire community, there are definitely many. You are not my only choice." Shen Lin said calmly.
He is not a Holy Mother. Women and ghosts are watching covetously, and ghosts are also swallowing him up invisibly. If he can't protect himself, how can he use it to protect others.
"You, can't you save me?" Song Wan gritted her teeth and asked.
Shen Lin's eyes flashed.
"A transaction of equal value, you create value for me, and I help you regain your life. It's very reasonable and reasonable. You don't have to agree, I don't have to do it with you."
Shen Lin's expression was obviously impatient. He didn't have much time and couldn't afford to waste it. The ghost woman was still hunting. He needed to find the location of the thing and the golden coffin.
Only gold can keep that devil prisoner, and he doesn't have any more gold at the moment.
Weighing the pros and cons? Life and death intertwined? Game theory thinking is always based on equal or similar conditions.
When the gap between the two sides became overwhelming, game theory was just a joke. Song Wan firmly put aside her own thoughts and stood up.
"I know you asked me to do a very terrible thing. It may be so terrible that you don't dare to take risks yourself, but I have a request. You must ensure my safety."
Shen Lin nodded, smart woman, he needs someone who is willing to take risks to cooperate with him. In the process of dealing with ghosts, he must minimize the error, and there must be no pig teammates.
"Yes, it's reasonable. As long as you don't make mistakes in the process, I will ensure your safety. This is reasonable."
The two sides reached an agreement, and Shen Lin put his right hand on the opponent's head.
"Don't resist. I will add a layer of branding to you to slow down your current physical condition. And because of this branding, you will have a certain connection with me, and you will even be partially resistant to these weirdnesses."
Dad said, fight magic with magic.
If the ghost slave brand of the woman ghost has gradually eroded the opponent, then he will arrange a new brand.
Fighting poison with poison has always been a classic method in martial arts novels.
It is true that this cannot save the other party from the curse of becoming a ghost slave or a supernatural being, but with Shen Lin here, at least Song Wan will not become a walking corpse.
A brilliance appeared in Shen Lin's hand, and at the same time, a looming ghostly image appeared on Song Wan's back, which was very vivid.
"As long as I don't die, you won't have much of a problem."
