Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

"Li Hui, where is this?"

Under Li Hui's control, a group of dead souls emerged from the huge portrait and appeared in the core area of ​​this endless cemetery.

The leader, Yang Xiao, frowned after taking stock of the surrounding environment. This dim world filled with coldness and weirdness was obviously not any place in the real world that he was familiar with, but some supernatural place. !

Especially the bulging, hill-like mounds of earth gave him an extremely strange feeling.

And the stone tablet standing in front of the mound...

Is that a tombstone?

Yang Xiao was a little unsure.

Judging from the handwriting on those stone tablets, they are indeed no different from the tombstones of the old society in the past, but whose tomb is so big?

It is more accurate to say that it is a hill than a tomb. Judging from the size, it is almost no smaller than some buildings.

the most important is.

Yang Xiao felt a strange aura from those mounds of soil.

That is a supernatural breath!

"So are there ghosts buried in these weird 'graves'? No, that's not right, maybe the grave soil itself is a kind of supernatural being!" Yang Xiao thought secretly in his heart.

Then he said to Li Hui: "You called us out because of these tombs where supernatural beings are buried?"

"Ah."

Li Hui nodded calmly, "To be precise, I want you to help me dig up that grave. The supernatural being buried inside is the goal of my trip, and the soil forming the grave is somewhat special and can isolate it." There are other supernatural powers, so the grave can only be dug up.”

While talking.

A handful of hoes and shovels that had been prepared appeared out of thin air and fell to the ground beside the dead souls.

Hoes and shovels are just ordinary tools, not magical, but they are enough for digging graves.

After all, Ye Zhen in the original book used an ordinary shovel to dig graves and treasures all over the world in the Fushou Garden, the endless cemetery. It seems that he broke more than one shovel. Obviously, he used an ordinary tool, not a supernatural one. thing.

It can be determined from this that digging the graves here does not require the use of supernatural objects. Ordinary digging tools are enough. You can even dig directly by hand if you don't mind the trouble.

"This...digging a grave?"

All the dead souls looked strange when they heard this.

I think even if these dead souls are not the original body at the moment, their overall strength is only about 60% of the original body. However, in the supernatural circle, they can still be regarded as first-class ghost controllers. However, it seems that Li Hui can only do daily "odds" here. trivia?

If this were told, I'm afraid no one would believe it. Thirty or forty revenants who could match the strength of a first-class ghost controller could hardly help Li Hui. They could only do daily chores to help him. This made those who were still dying at the bottom How do ordinary struggling ghost masters cope?

However, although they were extremely melancholy, none of them refused. Instead, they all picked up the digging tools that fell at their feet, and then walked towards the hill-like tomb that Li Hui pointed to. Get ready to dig.

Luo Qian's tomb?

Is the name of the person buried in this tomb called Luo Qian?

The expressions of the dead souls who came closer moved slightly, and they recognized the handwriting engraved on the tombstone in front of the grave.

"When it comes to the name Luo Qian, I think of a very special person." Yang Xiao, who was standing next to Li Hui, looked confused. He did not act with the other dead souls.

"I remember my body mentioned this name when communicating with Lao Qin. It seems that Luo Qian was a ghost controller during the Republic of China. I don't know if the Luo Qian mentioned by Lao Qin is the same as the one buried in this tomb. the same person."

When saying this, Yang Xiao had a nostalgic look on his face, as if he was recalling something.

Hearing this, Li Hui took over the conversation and said: "If the old Qin you are talking about is the old Qin from the Ghost Controller Headquarters, then the Luo Qian you heard about is indeed the same person buried in this tomb!"

"I don't know if Lao Qin is the person you are talking about, but I remember that he used to be a bus driver, but the bus he drove was a bit weird. It was not used to pull people, but to pull ghosts!"

At this point, Yang Xiao's words changed, he looked at Li Hui and said: "And..."

"A ghost like this in a supernatural place shouldn't have anything to do with you. You came here to dig a grave, obviously not to imprison the ghost buried in the tomb, but because you took a fancy to the ghost inside. Supernatural?"

"Yeah." Faced with Yang Xiao's inquiry, Li Hui did not deny it, but nodded and admitted it very calmly.

"The supernatural power that Luo Qian controlled during his lifetime was very powerful. Even if I face him now, I don't dare to say that I can definitely win."

"The most important thing is that the supernatural powers he controls are very consistent with some of the supernatural abilities I currently possess. If we can successfully acquire Luo Qian's supernatural powers, then if the supernatural powers are superimposed on each other, we will definitely get the effect of one plus one greater than two!"

This is the truth.

Luo Qian's grave soil supernatural power is superimposed on Li Hui's ghost suppression and the bus's supernatural power. When these three are combined together, it is estimated that few people in the entire supernatural circle can ignore it and will be directly buried to death by him.

"Dig it up!"

At this time.

The voice of a dead soul came over.

While Li Hui and Yang Xiao were chatting, a group of dead souls on the other side began to dig graves. The grave, which seemed to be as big as a small hill, was dug up completely by more than 30 dead souls. It opened, revealing the scene inside the tomb.

After the huge grave was dug up, the pit inside was about the same size as a normal grave. There was a black coffin inside, but the word "Dian" on the coffin was a strange red color, very bright. It's as if blood can drip from it.

"Do you need to open the coffin?" The soul who just spoke asked Li Hui who stepped forward.

"open it!"

Li Hui's eyes did not stay on the dead soul, but kept looking at the black coffin in the grave, and then gave the order to open the coffin to the dead souls.

Immediately, everyone worked together to lift the coffin in the pit, and then placed it on the flat ground next to it. Then they picked up the shovel as a crowbar and began to pry up the lid of the black coffin.

"Crench!"

"boom!"

With the efforts of the dead souls, the black coffin was quickly pried open by them, and the coffin lid fell to the ground next to it, sinking into the slightly soft soil.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

When the coffin lid was pried open, everyone felt that the surrounding light suddenly became darker, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.

"Is he Luo Qian?"

At this time, Yang Xiao followed Li Hui to the coffin, looked inside, and took in everything in the coffin.

I saw that the inner wall of the coffin was also black, and inside lay an old man who exuded a rotten atmosphere. He was wearing a slightly old black one-piece gown stained with mud. His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was In a deep sleep.

next moment.

Without any warning, the old man lying in the coffin suddenly sat up and then opened his eyes.

The old man's eyes were very strange. There were no pupils. The eyes were pitch black, giving people an extremely gloomy feeling. His emotionless expression was slightly cold. He turned his head and looked at the two closest people, Li Hui and Yang Xiao. .

"Ok?"

<divclass="contentadv">The moment he was stared at by the old man's emotionless, extremely cold, and extremely strange dark eyes, Yang Xiao's pupils shrank sharply, feeling strong oppression.

On the other hand, Li Hui next to him still looked calm, not panicking at all, as if he didn't feel any pressure.

"Sure enough, it's not the real body, it's just a part of the spirit that was dismembered. It seems that my previous guess was correct. Luo Qian's body was buried in the cemetery behind the ancient house where Zhang Dong was." Li Hui sighed slightly.

What he saw was different from others.

In his line of sight.

The strange old man in front of him had turned into a big tomb. He knew that this was part of Luo Qian's dismembered supernatural being. Its function should be to suppress and stabilize the endless cemetery, but he had not yet figured out how to stabilize it.

However, even if it is only a part of Luo Qian's supernatural power, it is still stronger than Yang Xiao and other dead souls. The supernatural intensity between the two is obviously not at the same level, so it is not surprising that Yang Xiao and the others feel oppressed.

"Okay, leave the rest to me. You will not be Luo Qian's opponent. You will not be able to help me if you stay, and there is even a risk of being buried."

As he spoke, Li Hui waved his palms, and the bodies of more than thirty souls around him gathered uncontrollably towards the same place, and then transformed into the huge portrait again, and then disappeared into Li Hui's ghost realm.

After doing all this, Li Hui set his eyes on Luo Qian again.

"A supernatural being capable of burying everything in the world. Even among the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, Luo Qian's strength is estimated to be among the top three."

Li Hui looked at the old man in front of him and said: "If you were in a complete state, you might still feel a little tricky in my opinion, but if you are only partially supernatural, then there will be no problem."

Now Li Hui's overall strength has obviously reached the top level of the Republic of China, which is not inferior to any of the seven elders of the Republic of China except Zhang Dong, which naturally includes Luo Qian.

"Clap!"

suddenly.

The strange old man sitting in the coffin made some movement again. He put his hands on both sides of the black coffin. Looking at his posture, he seemed to be trying to stand up while supporting the coffin.

However, at this moment, the red word "Dian" on the black coffin suddenly emitted a red light, and began to pour out a bright red liquid, with a pungent fishy smell and a strong bloody smell. taste.

"Is this Luo Qian's back-up plan?"

"Use this coffin to suppress the supernatural beings that have been dismembered by yourself, and then this part of the supernatural beings can suppress the supernatural beings in the cemetery in an unknown way, delaying the time when the endless cemetery is completely out of control?"

Li Hui secretly guessed in his heart.

Then he took the next step.

A strange scarlet red light emerged from the back of his hand, illuminating the surroundings, and then spread towards the strange old man in the black coffin in front of him.

Replicate Luo Qian’s supernatural power.

This was the main purpose of his trip to this supernatural place.

to be frank.

Luo Qian's supernatural ability was not his goal at first, but when he saw a group of messengers entering Dahai City with red letters and then going to Fushou Garden, Li Hui's mind changed.

After all, with the abilities of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, how could he really not be greedy?

If there was no chance, it would be fine. Li Hui would not force it, but now that opportunities have come to him and he was told that Luo Qian was dead, Li Hui naturally wanted to seize them.

soon.

The scarlet light belonging to the mobile phone tattoo enveloped Luo Qian's body.

During this period, there was no movement from Luo Qian in the coffin. It was not known whether it was the supernatural power of the coffin that suppressed him, or the red light from the tattoo on his mobile phone that successfully stopped him, making the process of re-engraving the supernatural being very smooth.

that's it.

Time passes minute by minute...

When the number in Li Hui's heart silently counted to 17, the strange red light covering the old man's body began to slowly dissipate and returned to the back of Li Hui's hand, which was the cell phone tattoo.

Then a strange pattern appeared on the screen interface of the mobile phone tattoo.

It was a miniature picture of an old man, exactly the same in appearance as Luo Qian in the black coffin in front of Li Hui. Even the clothes on his body were the same, but the figure looked more illusory, with a vague figure of a graveyard emerging behind him.

The moment the pattern was formed, a sudden realization came to Li Hui's heart.

"Sixty percent?"

"Seventeen seconds of re-enactment time, 60% of the grave soil is supernatural. Sure enough, Luo Qian's grave soil is more supernatural than Ye Zhen's scapegoat, as well as the previous ghost paintings, ghosts, mummy brides, and even buses. It’s all terrifying!”

of course.

The '60%' here refers to the 60% strength of the complete tomb soil possessed by Luo Qian, not the 60% strength of the 'Luo Qian' in the black coffin in front of him. After all, he is only a part of the supernatural manifestation that has been dismembered. That’s all.

In other words.

At this time, Luo Qian, who was sitting in the coffin in front of Li Hui, must have at least 60% of the supernatural powers of the complete grave soil or above. Otherwise, no matter how incredible the power of the mobile phone tattoo is, it will not be possible. Create something out of nothing.

After all, mobile phone tattoos can only reproduce supernatural beings, but cannot create supernatural beings out of thin air!

As for why Li Hui could tell that he had recreated the ghost at 60% strength even though he had never seen the complete supernatural being in the grave soil, it was a mysterious feeling.

It was as if someone was telling him personally in his ears, and it was constantly narrating in his mind, making a kind of enlightenment emerge in his heart.

In addition to the recreated supernatural strength, he also knows how to use this part of the supernatural ability. This is a very strange feeling, just like the legendary 'self-taught without a teacher'.

Not only the supernatural powers of the grave soil that were just reproduced, but also other supernatural abilities that Li Hui had reproduced before.

"Tick-tock", "tick-tock", "tick-tock"...

Just when Li Hui was thinking.

The red liquid flowing out from the red word 'Dian' on the black coffin in front of him became more and more, and the soil around the coffin was dyed red.

At the same time, the entire coffin was shaking slightly at this moment, making bursts of 'crunching' sounds, as if it was overwhelmed and might completely fall apart at any time.

The most terrifying thing is.

Luo Qian, who was originally sitting in the coffin, had already stood up at this time, slowly raised one foot and stepped out of the coffin, but his overall movements seemed very stiff.

See this.

Li Hui's eyes moved slightly, and he thought to himself: "It seems that this black ghost coffin will not be able to suppress Luo Qian's supernatural power!"