The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 38
The shadow of the tree branch spread from Mo Sheng's feet, and continued to Wen Zhong's shadow, constantly changing its shape, the only thing that remained unchanged was that it was always strangling Wen Zhong's shadow's neck.

"Sure enough, I was able to control two ghosts by coincidence, and others naturally have a way."

He was slightly surprised.

On the shadow under Mo Sheng's feet, there is actually a lonely and dry old tree rooted on it. At a glance, the appearance of the old tree looks like the torso of a living person after being burned by a fire, constantly struggling and twitching .

The vines at its root were continuously extending towards Mo Sheng's body along the shadow. It seemed that the vines protruding from his flesh just now were the masterpiece of this old tree.

Wen Zhong secretly said, the ghost controlled by Mo Sheng is the same as himself, it seems to be relatively balanced, but in fact the two ghosts are also strong and weak, and he is the ghost fungus that occupies the dominant position, able to suppress the ghost who is an outsider .

From the vines protruding from Mo Sheng's body, it can be seen that the ghost tree on the shadow is even better, even the dead leaves with the ghost domain can't sweep away the vines wrapped around him.

Wen Zhong's neck was tightly strangled by the tree shadow, and his breathing became a little difficult, but the most deadly point was that he felt his ghost hands gradually lose strength. When this happened, it meant that he The supernatural power was suppressed.

"Surrender, Mr. Wen, I can give you a chance once or twice, but there won't be a third time. You are a smart person and I hope you can grasp it."

Wen Zhong's ghost domain is not inferior to the opponent, but his mold is a little slow to heat up. It will take time to counter-invade the dead leaf ghost domain, and his ghost hand is also suppressed by the tree shadow at this time. It's over.

But he didn't answer, just stared at Mo Sheng quietly, thinking differently, if it was him, after finding out the details of Mo Sheng and gaining the upper hand, what would he do, and talk so much nonsense with the other party ?
"Of course I will kill him directly, so I guess he will soon be unable to hold on." Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes. Although he seems to be at a disadvantage now, it does not mean that he has lost. Although the oppressive feeling on his neck Still there, but not deadly enough.

Mo Shengzhong didn't speak when he heard about it, and he smiled on the surface, but his heart sank because he underestimated the horror of those ghostly hands.

"Damn it, it's only been a long time since he became a ghost master, and he's already been so troublesome in less than a week..." Mo Sheng cursed inwardly.

The second ghost he controlled was a ghost tree that was originally rooted on an old grave. By chance, he transplanted it to his own shadow. Since then, his shadow has become a tree shadow, and has the ability to suppress ghosts. characteristic.

It only needs to cast the shadow of a branch to temporarily suppress a spooky ghost with a low degree of terror, but as a price, the ghost tree will use the shadow as a medium to invade his body and turn his flesh and blood into nutrients for itself.

Originally, the first ghost he controlled could weaken the side effects of the ghost tree, and even completely bear it.

But this time, he separated six tree shadows before he could barely suppress Wen Zhong's ghost hand, which meant that this ghost tree would also branch out six vines to devour his own flesh and blood.

But at this time, Mo Sheng felt that his ghost domain had begun to be eaten away by the mold around him bit by bit. Once his ghost domain was suppressed, he had no choice but to unshackle the ghost hand.

Looking at the ghost tree under his feet, the pitch-black trunk actually gradually began to tinge with blood, which was a sign of the ghost's recovery. In an instant, a trace of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, there was the sound of the elevator door opening, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"Mr. Mo, the body bag you asked for has been brought, where are you?" A young man's voice sounded in the empty conference room.

Hearing this voice, Mo Sheng was overjoyed and Wen Zhong's face sank. He saw a young man suddenly appearing in the ghost domain. He was wearing a white shirt on his upper body and black trousers on his lower body. Holding a black body bag, he looked at Wen Zhong and Mo Sheng with a confused expression.

"Mr. Mo, well, I brought the body bag you asked for." The young man glanced at Wen Zhong, and then said to Mo Sheng: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

After speaking, he patted the sticky dead leaves on his shoulder.

"What kind of dress are you wearing? Didn't your superior tell you about the dress code?" Seeing his disheveled appearance, Mo Sheng couldn't help but frowned, but he still said, "Forget it, go and call the security team." People, this person is suspected of killing Interpol, let them bring all the equipment up."

"What, did you kill someone?" The young man's expression changed, because he saw Yue Xichuan who had been twisted into twists behind Mo Sheng, and his legs began to tremble, "This, this is life-saving."

"You are from the Custody Section. Didn't your superior even tell you this bit of common sense?"

Veins popped up on Mo Sheng's forehead, and his smile finally disappeared. On the one hand, he was angry with the youth, and on the other hand, he lost his composure due to the restlessness brought about by the ghost's recovery.

He saw it clearly, Wen Zhong's ghost hand has been slightly raised, and his ghost domain has a tendency to be invaded by Wen Zhong's ghost domain, now at most send the youth out, he will start passive defense, otherwise he may Wen Zhong will be the first to revive the ghosts one step at a time.

"Yes, yes, the suspicious person was shot on the spot. Let me see that the pistol is here. Yes, yes, the bullets are also there." Mo Sheng yelled at the young man, tremblingly took out the pistol from his back waist, and then bagged it from the side. He took out a handful of golden bullets.

Mo Shengqi's nose was crooked, and his eyes were bloodshot as he roared angrily, "You idiot, do you think you died fast enough to draw a gun in Huangquan, get out there and call someone!"

But to Mo Sheng's surprise, the gun in the young man's hand was not taken away by Wen Zhong, and Mo Sheng immediately realized that Wen Zhong's ghost domain should still be suppressed by him, and now the opportunity has come.

Immediately, he took a deep breath and gave up his defense. He wanted to create an opportunity for the young man. Countless dead leaves suddenly floated up around him, and the ghost tree under his feet absorbed most of the flesh and blood in his body.

"Now, kill him!" Mo Sheng, who was already skinny and skinny, shouted at the young man with a ferocious face. He seemed to have seen Wen Zhong's miserable appearance lying in a pool of blood. Fortunately, there was a golden body bag here. There is no need to worry about the serious consequences of the recovery of the opponent's ghost.

The only thing Mo Sheng was worried about was that Wen Zhong's expression was too calm, as if he had given up. Could it be that he thought that the bullet made of gold couldn't kill him.

"Bang, bang, bang"!
Three gunshots sounded, accompanied by a smell of blood and a faint smell of gunpowder smoke, Mo Sheng was stunned, he looked down at his chest, there were exactly three bullet holes on it.

(End of this chapter)