The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 43 Lao Lin
"Hey, Wen Zhong, can you still hear me?"

Ling Jin asked anxiously, but the only response to her was "Sha, Sha".

Immediately Ling Jin hung up the phone, dialed the backup line, and tried to get in touch with Wen Zhong again, but there was still a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

"Captain Zhao, no, we can't contact the ghost master Wen Zhong." Ling Jin hung up the phone, turned around and shouted at Zhao Jianguo. At this time, Zhao Jianguo also reported to the headquarters, and his face looked very ugly.

"I see. First contact Li Leping from Dachuan City and Xiao Qin from Daluo City. They are the two closest to Da'an City. Let them put down what they are doing and go to support them immediately. The reward will be doubled." Zhao Jianguo said with a big wave of his hand.

"Yes."

Zhao Jianguo communicated with the senior management of the headquarters, but the result was not satisfactory. These senior managements were basically ordinary people, all of whom were politicians. They focused on intrigue on weekdays, and at critical moments, they all practiced Tai Chi.

In their eyes, the ghost master is just a dispensable pawn, so is Chen Zhanluo, and so is Wen Zhong, but they still need their participation in the actual implementation.

At this time, a petite girl walked into the wiring room with a stack of documents, and said to Zhao Jianguo, "Captain Zhao, I searched through the files of the headquarters, but found no information about Ghost Forest."

"Go and find Chen Zhanluo and the others who were in charge of supernatural events. There should be clues there." Zhao Jianguo pointed to the depths of the file room, and immediately the petite girl nodded and ran towards the file room.

Mo Sheng is not a ghost master affiliated with the headquarters in the true sense, otherwise it should be the fastest to investigate his files, and now he has to go back and investigate Chen Zhanluo's files.

"Captain Zhao, Li Leping and Xiao Qin cannot be contacted." The operator in charge of contacting the two shouted, "No one answered their calls, and it seems that they have also fallen into a supernatural incident."

Zhao Jianguo's expression darkened when he heard the words. He raised his hand to grab something, but in the end he just clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the table.

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It was pitch black in front of his eyes, enough darkness to seep into his eyes.

In the darkness, there was no light, as if in a narrow stone wall, there was only urgency and despair. Wen Zhongzheng arched his waist and stood quietly in place, waiting for his eyes to adapt to the surrounding environment.

After being shrouded in the black mist, Wen Zhong lost consciousness for a short time, and even lost his satellite phone, and then he was thrown into a corner in the black mist. When he woke up, he found that there was darkness and darkness all around him. There was silence, only his slight breathing could be heard.

Wen Zhong felt very light in his body now, as if the ghost fungus didn't exist, and was firmly suppressed by the surrounding darkness, which made his heart sink to the bottom, which meant that his ghost domain could no longer be used.

Although he can still use ghost hands, losing the ghost domain in this kind of ghost place has basically sentenced him to death, because this ghost place is too dangerous, even when he was in the Qilin Mansion, he had never felt like this before. .

I don't know how long it took, but his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. Although he still couldn't see clearly, he roughly judged by the outline. There were a few old trees planted around them. The trunks were not thick, and they probably looked like the waist of an adult. thickness.

The old trees are densely planted, as if they were arranged deliberately, one by one densely arranged there.

There is also a layer of mist in the woods, like a layer of haze, which makes the woods reveal a cold and strange feeling.

Looking at the ground again, the feet are stepping on relatively soft soil, with no weeds on it, but it is covered with a layer of fallen leaves and dry and fallen branches.

After simply observing the surroundings, Wen Zhong got up slowly, Yan Duo was not by his side, presumably he was scattered when he was pulled into the black mist, I don't know how he is now.

His mind is a little confused now. If he is really regarded as the medium for the ghost forest to invade reality as Yue Xichuan said, does it mean that he needs to completely solve this supernatural event before he can escape.

Wen Zhong raised his hands slowly, he could feel the throbbing from the ghost hand, different from the silence of the ghost fungus, in the ghost domain, the ghost hand was a little active.

"Ghost twisting people..." Wen Zhong looked at the ghost hands and had a bold idea, "If I use these ghost hands to twist the ghost domain, what effect will it have? I don't know if I can escape with these ghost hands." go."

Wen Zhong once used the ghost hand in the Qilin Mansion to successfully twist a severed hand codenamed "Ghost Painting Talisman". It may be very difficult to twist Huangquan with ghost hands alone.

Moreover, now that the ghost fungus is silent, careful consideration must be given to using the power of the ghost. Wen Zhong immediately dismissed the idea of ​​relying on the ghost's hand to get out of trouble.

"It's better to look around for clues first. Just standing here is not a solution." Although this place seems to be safe at present, it is not a solution to stay here all the time.

Wen Zhong raised one foot and took a small step forward. After confirming his safety, he began to slowly move towards the front of the woods. Losing Huangquan made him more cautious.

Even though he lifted his footsteps lightly and landed on the ground, he still made the sound of leaves and branches being trampled. The "slap, slap" broke the silence around him. Wen Zhong frowned, but he was helpless.

In this way, Wen Zhong raised his heart, walked to an old tree, and observed carefully, the old trees in front of him were not the tree species he had seen in daily life, the bark was black and purple, and the branches and leaves were decayed and sparse.

"These old trees are all withered and not dead, it's really weird..." Wen Zhong carefully avoided the old trees, even if he had ghost hands, he would not touch these weird old trees.

"Speaking of which, these old trees are a bit similar to the one in Mo Sheng's shadow, but there are still some differences..."

Mo Sheng's old tree has a rich blood on its trunk, and it's not as big as the old trees in front of us, only about one-third the length of these old trees.

"There are so many weird old trees, even if you just stand there and do nothing, it's enough to feel oppressive." Wen Zhong laughed at himself. He remembered that he hadn't found the exact same ghosts so far, so these ghost trees should be different. heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong started to walk, he was going to meet Yan Duo before making the next step.

Suddenly, he heard a burst of small footsteps, the sound was very slight, and seemed to be following him. Wen Zhong listened carefully, and the footsteps were very regular.

He was startled, because it didn't sound like the footsteps of a living person, it seemed like... a ghost.

(End of this chapter)