Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 112 The coffin nails in the church (two in one, please subscribe)

The strange and terrifying ghost paintings are like the pictures of mountains, rivers and mountains in the mythology that condense thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the scroll.

In the small picture frame, there are strange and unpredictable places one after another.

It's like a world of infinite terror that is being bred.

Zhang Xianguang wanted to use this to reopen the world and create a pure land of Taoyuan on earth without evil spirits.

It's just that whether it's the original trajectory of fate or at this moment, his plan is doomed to be aborted.

Because a young man who is taboo like ghosts and gods is intervening.

On the gray-and-white foreign street, after casually throwing the two foul-smelling corpses back.

Wu Nai spoke slowly.

His voice is as powerful as an ancient thick bronze bell roaring in the ancient temple, majestic and ancient.

But the effect of the detonation is like a terrifying god of death slowly crawling out from the depths of the earth, and with the power of the rules, it comes out like a mad dragon.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Fang Shiming and the others screamed in horror.

It was an unsolvable attack.

Without being noticed, Li Leping, who was about to sneak attack just now, immediately stopped his supernatural attack of "Looking for a ghost" in front of this attack.

Because it is no longer needed.

The battlefield has been dominated by one word, and the balance of victory has been completely tilted.

"die!!"

Everyone heard the word [Oracle].

This is a decree descended from the clouds, like an indestructible heavenly knife, conveying the will of God about death and cutting.

Fang Shiming who was present was torn apart from head to tail one by one, extending from the head to the crotch together with the ghosts on his body, and split into two smoothly.

In a short period of time, they were all dead and couldn't die anymore.

Is it a supernatural voice? This high school student is really getting more and more terrifying... Lu Zhiwen was shocked by the scene in front of him.

After Fang Shiming took the [medicine], a single face-to-face meeting could overwhelm him.

But in front of Wu Nai, he couldn't survive a single word.

It has to be said that only by personal experience can one know the horror of this young man. Since Mr. Qin, Wu Nai's era is gradually approaching.

"Wu Nai, you are impulsive. If you kill them all in one go, we won't be able to interrogate for more information. It will be more valuable to save this bastard first."

Lu Zhiwen struggled to get up from the ground, looking at the wreckage on the ground and said regretfully.

"He's not dead..."

Wu Nai shook his head and said with a faint smile, "If he died, the ghosts in his body would have already escaped. Don't you think I'm strong enough to kill both humans and ghosts?"

"Yes, there is no ghost in the corpse, so...this is not Fang Shiming's real body, the real him is hidden elsewhere!"

Lu Zhiwen reacted immediately.

"Of course not. Besides, Fang Shiming lied. Wang Xiaoming should not be dead, at least not yet. Otherwise, your spiritual pen wouldn't lead you here..."

Wu Nai's eyes turned, and he continued to look at a certain corner of the city.

That is where the simple compass pointed, where Wang Xiaoming is now.

At the same time, Fang Shiming's fragments of powers and laws scattered here frantically gathered during his breath.

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

[Close contact with ghosts, collect the scattered rules around, and get a new skill - negative mountain! 】

【Negative Mountain: You with this skill can turn your own power into an invisible mountain and impose it on your opponent. Ghosts who can't bear it will die on the spot. (Note: When using a skill, it can only affect one object at a time, and the effect of the skill is directly linked to the degree of alienation)]

【Ability point: 310000.0】

……

"It's actually dead... just like that... I thought that after taking the [medicine], I would no longer be afraid of this high school student named Wu Nai."

In a dark and quiet office, the mummy-like Fang Shiming gritted his teeth and looked at the thin man in a white coat who was tied to a chair in front of him and said coldly:

"All five of me were killed, and the guy with the knife is really terrifying. Wang Xiaoming, is that the hole card your headquarters played?"

"Who knows..."

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head, his face shrouded in shadow, and said hoarsely:
"But you're done, Fang Shiming, you idiot, from the moment you agreed to join that group of people and started planning against Wu Nai, you're dead."

"No matter what the final outcome of this war is, it's not an existence you can provoke. After taking the [medicine], you are complacent and think that you have become a perfect ghost slayer, but you don't know that this is just the dregs thrown by others."

"It's ridiculous, the one surnamed Wu is really powerful, but do you really think he can beat me..."

Fang Shiming reached out from his clothes and took out a completely welded gold box, and at the same time took out a sharp knife.

After cutting open the box that isolated the supernatural power with a knife, the dark office immediately became gloomy and cold.

"I still haven't shown my hole cards, Professor Wang, I am indeed not Wu's opponent in a head-to-head match, but the winners usually sit behind the scenes, and only chess pieces will charge forward on the chessboard..."

While speaking, Fang Shiming opened the box to reveal the contents.

It was an old pair of scissors.

The scissors were in the style of the Republic of China, as if they had been buried in rotten graves for a long time, and they were covered with lingering black stains.

The weirdest thing was the handle of the scissors, which was entwined with circles of dense dead hair, and some of the ends of the hair were even stuck with brown skin.

The smell of rot and stench diffuses from this center.

"I thought it was something, if you can only take out [Ghost Scissors]... you should run for your life."

Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said, "It's easy to cut people with this thing, but can you use it to cut ghosts? That boy is more terrifying than some ghosts."

"How will you know if you don't try..."

Fang Shiming picked up Wu Nai's photo from the table, and said lightly:
"Mr. Qin is so powerful, he is respected as the number one in Asia, his headquarters rules the world, and maintains the order of the country. In the end, those few people who were called from abroad will be killed. This scissors is a beginning. As long as Wu Nai dares to come , he will capsize."

"What did that group of people leave for you specifically for him?"

"Guess what, Professor Wang is extremely smart."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Fang Shiming's mouth. While speaking, he picked up a fountain pen, like a judge's pen for writing life and death records, and wrote two words on Wu Nai's full body photo: Wu Nai.

Real name, full body photo, this is the way to trigger the law of ghost scissors killing.

"I hope you don't regret it..." Wang Xiaoming said coldly.

He watched Fang Shiming take off his gloves, revealing a pair of terrifying hands.

The dark brown skin of these hands was tightly attached to the bones, and all the flesh and blood had disappeared, exuding a strong corpse odor, holding the ghost scissors.

The next moment, the coldness increased and the entire office was shrouded in darkness.

tick, tick...

Accompanied by the strong smell of blood, the sound of the faucet in the bathroom not being tightened echoed here.

The smell of rot in the air was getting stronger.

The most weird thing is that in the depths of this dark corner of the world, several black shadows appeared out of thin air, and gradually took shape as they swayed, turning into the silhouettes of corpses.

The bodies were all mutilated, some missing arms, some missing legs, some missing heads.

Even so, these weird shadows kept approaching Fang Shiming.

This is the price of the ghost scissors, and the person who holds the curse is also suffering from the curse.

"Wu Nai... It's time for reciprocity. How did you kill me just now? Now I will return it intact. Please die!"

Fang Shiming grinned, raised the scissors and started cutting the photo, from top to bottom.

At this time, a pale head that seemed to be soaked in water appeared on his desk at some point.

Blackened blood continued to overflow from the cut under the neck, gradually covering the entire table.

Not only that, but the touch under his feet also began to change from hard to soft.

Like a marble floor turned into a blanket of rotting meat.

The curse of Ghost Scissors is deepening!

In the past, such a situation would indeed give Fang Shiming a headache.

But now he is completely different.

As a perfect ghost slayer, Fang Shiming is confident that he can withstand a wave of curse attacks.

Ghost Scissors continues to crop Wu Nai's photo.

The knife edge brought a black shadow, invading the brightly colored photos. Under the influence of this force, the photos seemed to have been washed away by time thousands of times in an instant, turning yellow and old.

As the photos were cut bit by bit, the weird curse quickly descended.

"Why does it feel a little itchy..."

Wu Nai, who was walking on the gray-white street, suddenly stretched out his white fingers into the thick hair and scratched his scalp.

"Ability point: 350000.0"

"Ability point: 400000.0"

"Ability point: 420000.0"

……

All of a sudden, even the power point value in his line of sight increased faster.

It's weird... Wu Nai's eyes overflowed with rich brilliance silently, and his galactic eyes swept around, and immediately found a strange curse entwining him.

So, at this time, Fang Shiming is probably the one who used this kind of curse to target me at this time... I have to thank the young man for working so hard!

Huh... Wu Nai continued to take a deep breath, showing an intoxicated look.

With his degree of alienation and [transfer] ability, Fang Shiming can actually use a little more force.

"Why do you keep cutting?!"

In the dimly lit office, the mummy-like man couldn't help but gritted his teeth and roared.

The hand holding the scissors continued to exert strength, trying his best to cut Wu Nai's photo.

However, as soon as the blade touched the boy's head in the photo, it was like hitting the hardest diamond in the world, and he couldn't move forward any more.

"Try another place..."

After trying to no avail, Fang Shiming immediately shifted the attacking part.

Cut it towards Wu Nai's slender neck.

But still useless.

Whether it is the head, neck or hands and feet, the boy in the photo has no dead ends, and his whole body is indestructible.

"There are quite a lot of tricks..."

On the other side, Wu Nai felt the touch from various parts of his body, smiled silently and gave orders to the world: "Fang Shiming's medium appeared under my feet."

The next moment, Li Leping and the others saw Wu Nai take a step forward, stepping on a footprint condensed out of thin air.

[Dismemberment] skill burst.

He turned his palm into a knife, and casually cut off Fang Shiming who appeared in his line of sight, cutting him into two pieces at the waist.

In the office, Fang Shiming's body split open.

If Wu Nai didn't want to keep him to torture some information, the head of this circle of friends would have been hacked to death.

……

Another supernatural place in the world of ghost paintings.

The moonlight, as pale as paper, shone bleakly on Wang Xiaoming's laboratory, casting a gloomy black shadow on the ground.

Surrounding the laboratory, there are gravestones nearby.

The group of tombstones stood creepily on the ground, like broken nails on huge, rotting corpses.

All around were grotesque trees drooping limply, their sparse branches looking down on long-neglected meadows and parched earth.

Thousands of bats of unusually large size flitted through the air.

Not far from the laboratory, the steeple of an old church covered by black ivy pointed to the gray sky.

In the far corner, under the yew trees, fireflies danced in a white phosphorescent dance of death.

There was something indescribable mixed with the musty smell, the drab grass, the evening wind from the distant sea and marshes.

Laboratories, churches, tombstones, the sea... These completely inconsistent elements are combined in an extremely weird way in ghost paintings.

"That Fang Shiming is already making a move, are you sure Wu Nai will come?"

There were several ghostly figures standing on the black sea, and one of them said at this moment: "From the existing information, although this young man is still a high school student, he has a very cautious personality, and every time he makes a move, he is very cautious. It is lore."

"Don't worry, the owner of the manor, he will come."

Another person said lightly: "Although he is cautious, he is equally confident. And we still have [medicine] and [coffin nails], I believe he will come even for these two things, not to mention [captain] ] left behind."

"With Wu Nai's personality of vengeance, he will definitely come to him after suffering a loss. At that time, we can hunt this young man to our heart's content and get rid of this most outstanding young man in Asia. Judging from the existing information, [Captain]'s worries Still makes sense, the guy grew up so fast."

"If you let him continue to grow like this, it will be very detrimental to the next plan of our [King] organization, and must be killed in advance. In addition, the few young people I met in the laboratory before must follow. Be sure Bury them all in ghost paintings, especially the one named Yang Jian, I think he also has great potential."

"Let's take this matter for a while, let's get rid of Wu Nai first, if it weren't for that old guy surnamed Qin, those young people wouldn't be able to escape...Damn it, we suffered too much from that person. "

The ghost master named Manor Master frowned and said: "If there are people of this level in Asia, our follow-up plan will never be successful."

"No, the old man surnamed Qin is probably the last one. The times have changed. And don't we still have a ghost ship? Even if the old man surnamed Qin fell under this ship..."

Another person among several people spoke.

(End of this chapter)