Mysterious recovery

At this moment, bright red and viscous blood oozes from his ghost hand. The blood covers the back of the hand, erasing the horrible corpse spots. At the same time, the slightly stiff palm also regains its freedom. If the ground is hard, it is bound to crush Luo Wensong's neck.

"Young people, don't talk big."

Luo Wensong also noticed the appearance of another kind of supernatural power in Yang Jian's body at this moment, and he reacted very quickly, and counterattacked. He immediately raised his slightly skinny palm and pointed two fingers at Yang Jian's forehead. Just click to go.

Such an action is like knocking on a mortal supernatural door.

However, Yang Jian didn't dodge or dodge, his whole body was glowing red, and he directly entered the restart state. He wanted to use the restart of ghost eyes to avoid Luo Wensong's supernatural curse of death, and at the same time use his own ghost hands to pinch the troubled soul in front of him to death.

The two fought again.

Resist each other's spiritual attack, and see who can't stop it first and die.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the sound of cracking bones, Yang Jian staggered and subconsciously backed up a few steps, but quickly stabilized his figure, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

now.

There was a hideous gash on Yang Jian's forehead, and the scarlet and sticky blood flowed down unstoppably.

Although injured, he is still alive.

This means that he blocked Luo Wensong's mortal ghost attack.

On the other hand, Luo Wensong seemed to be in a worse condition. Although he stood motionless, there was a scarlet palm print on his neck. This palm print sank deep into the flesh, even covering his entire neck. It was twisted so that Luo Wensong's head was also crooked.

"You lost, Luo Wensong."

At this moment, Yang Jian strode forward again. His body was still glowing red, but the scar on his forehead had disappeared. Then he grabbed it, and a red spear fell into his hand as if it appeared out of thin air.

Luo Wensong shook his body and wanted to move, but the red palm prints on his neck restrained him, making him stagger and almost fell.

At the same time, there was only one section left of the soul-calling incense, which represented the time of his existence.

The brief hands-on greatly consumed Luo Wensong's soul-calling time.

"What a powerful young man, what a beautiful counterattack." Luo Wensong still squinted his eyes and smiled.

In the confrontation just now, he had to admit that he was slightly inferior.

It’s not that the curse of certain death is not scary enough, but that Yang Jian relied on his own spirituality to make an excellent counterattack. The burning will-o’-the-wisp blocked most of the curses of death when the lights were turned off, and the surrounding blood lake blocked most of the curses of death upon opening the door. , the remaining curse is no longer enough to kill it.

It was precisely because of his self-confidence that Yang Jian dared to fight back against the remaining curse of death.

In the last fight against each other, although Luo Wensong used the supernatural superposition of knocking on the door and dying, Yang Jian entered the restart state and forcibly avoided it.

At this moment, Yang Jian came to kill again, but Luo Wensong was already in a passive position.

He didn't make another shot.

Because Luo Wensong knew very well that he couldn't win.

Maybe if you do it again, you should be fully prepared, and you can kill Yang Jian instantly by superimposing the curse of mortal death to the limit, but there is no if in the spiritual world, and losing once means death, and God will not give you a chance to do it again.

The rusty hatchet was ignoring everything at this moment, and it seemed to split the Luo Wensong in half.

However, the hatchet stopped abruptly in front of Luo Wensong's forehead.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Yang Jian stopped and asked indifferently.

Luo Wensong squinted his eyes and said: "I am a dead soul, I have died long ago, even if I fight back, I can't change the result, and I can't beat you, even if you give me another incense stick of time."

The battle between the top ghost masters, the outcome is between one or two hands, it is impossible to fight for three days and three nights.

"You're right. I really don't have the qualifications to weigh you. You're a young man who still has cards to play." Luo Wensong said again.

Yang Jian stared at him and said, "You haven't superimposed the curse of mortal death to the limit, and the ghost domain is still useless. You still have a chance to fight me. Wouldn't it be a pity to give up now."

"You know my ability very well. Since you know so well, then you should also know how to block my curse of mortal death and ghost domain, and in front of you, the young man, how can I have the chance to superimpose the curse of mortal death to the extreme, otherwise If you don't, you won't have to fight back with part of the curse." Luo Wensong said with a smile.

There was some appreciation in his words.

Because as soon as they fought, they knew that the young man named Yang Jian in front of him had definitely gone through countless trials and was not that lucky.

"Since admitting defeat, then go on the road with peace of mind and don't make trouble." Yang Jian also retracted the red spear at this moment.

He didn't kill the dead soul.

Anyway, Luo Wensong's existence time is only a little bit left, and there is not much difference between killing and not killing.

"In this era, with a young man like you, I can indeed go on the road with peace of mind, but I have to say a few words before I go on the road." Luo Wensong said with a smile at the moment, squinting his eyes.

Although he still looked dangerous, he was less sinister.

It seems that the shot just now was really testing Yang Jian, or that he changed his attitude after losing to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said: "What else do you want to say? You want to ask me about your son and grandson? Your son died early, and your grandson Luo Yong is still alive, but he is a little poor. He is moving bricks on the construction site, but I ask you He ate a meal, gave him a flat, a little money, you won't be rich, and you won't starve to death, you can rest in peace."

Luo Wensong was a little strange at the moment: "I really didn't expect you to meet my grandson."

"After you died, the ghost revived and turned into a knocker ghost, wandering around, causing supernatural events. After I investigated, I found your grandson, who looks seven or eight times like you." Yang Jian said.

"So I have to thank you." Luo Wensong was rarely serious.

Because Yang Jian actually helped his descendants without knowing the truth.

As a person from the Republic of China period, Luo Wensong still values ​​the inheritance of future generations, even if he has no affection for his descendants.

It's just that I didn't expect that my grandson was so poor, moving bricks on the construction site, wouldn't it be a coolie in the Republic of China.

"You don't need to thank me, I just do it casually. I am the top ghost master of this era, and I can't spend enough money." Yang Jian said.

Luo Wensong said: "I didn't expect that there is such a fate between us. Since this is the case, then I will say a few more words. You said before that I turned into a ghost after death and revived? And you called me after death as a knocker." Door ghost?"

"Yes." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and said, "You don't know? It seems that this call of souls really only summoned your middle-aged soul, and there is no follow-up memory. This is really incredible."

Luo Wensong narrowed his eyes and said: "I don't have much time, so I won't answer some irrelevant matters. Since you call me a knocker after death, it must be me wandering around, knocking on doors aimlessly and killing people."

"It seems that you are very clear about the situation after your death." Yang Jian said.

"Of course, if I die, I must dismember my spirit, but my body is dismembered, so why do I keep the knocking spirit alone?" Luo Wensong asked.

"Corpse spot, ghost domain, you will be killed when you knock on the door. There are three kinds of ghosts on your body after death, not just one." Yang Jian said with a glance.

Luo Wensong narrowed his eyes and said with a smile at this moment: "It's probably because I didn't dismember it thoroughly enough. In fact, I left Knocking Ghost with only one purpose, and that is to knock on that special door."

"What door?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and his interest was instantly aroused.

The door knocker, after the death, the ghost revives and knocks on doors and kills people everywhere, in order to find and knock on a door?

"A door that connects the reality and the spiritual world." Luo Wensong said.

Yang Jian said: "Gate of ghosts?"

He remembered that there was an old red wooden door in Li Yang's hand. After opening, it connected to an unknown dark place, and those who entered it would be lost.

But if used properly, that door can be used to lead to any corner of this world.

"What ghost gate are you talking about?" Luo Wensong asked.

Then Yang Jian waved his hand, and the ghost domain transformed into the appearance of the ghost gate.

Luo Wensong narrowed his eyes: "It's this door, but it's not all there."

"You talk like you're farting." Yang Jian said bluntly.

Luo Wensong was not angry, and continued: "This door is the old door. It was dismantled because it was soaked in part of the supernatural, which might cause it to lose control. What I want to knock on is the new door."

"That door is in a house built during the Republic of China. I don't know if that house is still there. I know the approximate location."

"Where is it?" Yang Jian asked.

"Dachang City." Luo Wensong said with a smile.

Dachang City, an ancient house in the Republic of China, a door...

These clues were connected together, and Yang Jian immediately realized what Luo Wensong was referring to.

Isn't that the Guanjiang Community, where Wang Shanshan lives now, the third door made of gold?

"I know that place. It's sealed off by gold, and the ghosts are cut off. It's useless for you to knock on that door." Yang Jian said: "The gate of ghosts is the gate of the past, and the gate of gold is the gate of the present. what?"

"Stop talking nonsense, the incense is almost gone."

Finally, he did not forget to remind the time.

Luo Wensong said still unhurriedly: "A passage, the passage leading to the land of spirits, you have driven the bus Lingyi, you should have been to that spirit world, the world of spirits and the real world are connected, that door is The point that connects the two worlds.”

"A channel connecting reality and spirit?" Yang Jian frowned.

No wonder the third door needs to be sealed with gold.

This is like the golden door he left in the Caesar Hotel.

Luo Wensong continued: "You should be familiar with ghost domains. No matter how perfect each ghost domain is, there is a point, a point that connects to reality, and this gives people a chance to get out of the ghost domain."

"We have found a door to the spiritual world in reality, which means we have found a point to get out of the ghost realm. Then the question is, which side is the ghost realm and which side is reality? Li Gui is in a huge ghost world, or are we living in a huge ghost world?"

"The recovery of the ghosts means that the ghost domain is failing?"

"People used to say that Yin and Yang are separated, but we can't tell which is Yin and which is Yang."

"Can you tell the difference?"

After Luo Wensong finished speaking, he sighed quietly, and then looked at Yang Jian again.

Yang Jian frowned, thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't tell the difference."

"I plan to end the supernatural age. Wherever I am, there is the world of heaven."

"What a confident young man." Luo Wensong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Then his smile suddenly froze, his body began to disintegrate rapidly, and finally turned into a cloud of green smoke.

At this moment, the soul-calling incense has been burned out without knowing it, and there is only a little spark left.

But Luo Wensong has no regrets. Although he still wants to communicate further, this is enough.

You can go on the road with peace of mind...

The remaining thoughts drifted away, and all the supernatural phenomena disappeared.

The first thousand and 540 chapters and four decadent people

Looking at the burnt incense, Yang Jian was still thinking about what Luo Wensong said before, and at the same time, some thoughts gradually emerged from the depths of his heart.

"I probably thought of a way to temporarily make the supernatural events disappear, and maintain a peaceful life for decades like the previous ghost masters in the Republic of China."

"I didn't have any thoughts before, but the existence of the third door gave me an inspiration."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and the plan became more and more clear.

"However, there are still some difficulties in implementing this plan, and I still need to continue to improve it."

He is now looking for a way to end the age of supernatural beings, and a way to maintain peace at the same time.

Although it is a bit greedy to do so, if Yang Jian can really achieve these two points, then it will be a kind of great luck for people of this era.

"In my opinion, there is no need to be so anxious to end the supernatural era. What this era needs more is to restore the previous peace. Otherwise, with the recovery of ghosts, more and more people will die in supernatural events."

Yang Jian thought of this in his heart.

There are priorities, and he feels that it is more important to restore peace as soon as possible.

And this point also has a clue after talking with Luo Wensong.

For this alone, Yang Jian's trip was worthwhile.

Perhaps Luo Wensong revealed this key information to guide Yang Jian, or in other words, for a top ghost master like Yang Jian, as long as he has enough information to support him, he can find a suitable path from that information.

"time to go."

Yang Jian took a last look at Luo Wensong's grave. He didn't linger any longer, but directly broke the boundary between reality and the ghostly place, and returned directly to the real world.

He appeared in Ozu City.

Yang Jian is also familiar with this city, he has been here several times.

However, everything in this city is normal, and no supernatural events have occurred, because Yang Jian knows that the ancient house where Zhang Dong was buried is here, so no ghosts can enter reality through this node across the supernatural land.

Yang Jian quickly left the city.

This time, instead of wandering aimlessly, he remembered something and went straight to Dahai City.

Dahai City used to be a city that fought against the king's organization, and many ghost masters died. Although Yang Jian and others also collected the bodies of the dead captain and king afterwards, they also cleaned up the supernatural events in Dahai City.