The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 226 The Cabin in the Cemetery

A dripping coir raincoat, a white skull, a red embroidered handkerchief, and a skeleton.

"Which ghost are you going to control?" Wan Hao asked.

Wang Chaling raised his head weakly and glanced at the ghost that Wan Hao took out, feeling a little dazed.

The young man who wanted to end the curse of the royal family in his own generation finally chose to control the ghost in order to steal supernatural power.

"Which ghost is easier to control?"

A hoarse and weak voice came from Wang Chaling's dry mouth.

He was too weak to try to control the fierce ghost, which would probably cause him an early death.

Wan Hao looked at the ghost in his hand and said, "To be honest, all these ghosts look the same to me, and I can guarantee that you can control them perfectly."

Wan Hao paused and said: "I think this skeleton is quite good, it can restore the ghost master's injury, and the ghost domain is a good choice."

Wang Chaling's eyes lit up, this is indeed a very good ghost.

Yet Marriott's voice continued.

"But it's a pity that I also like this ghost, so I won't give it to you."

The three of them looked at Wan Hao with strange eyes when they heard the words.

However, Wan Hao continued: "This skull is also good, it can attack consciousness, I think it is a ghost that can only protect consciousness, and you have other ghosts, I think this skull is more suitable for you."

This time Wang Chaling has no objection. He does not lack the means of supernatural attacks. Compared with ghosts with terrifying and mortal attacks, ghosts that can protect consciousness are more important to him.

"Then please."

Wan Hao nodded, and put away the other ghosts, leaving only a white skull.

Putting it on the ground, Wan Hao raised his fist and smashed it on the skull.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Seeing this scene, the three of them were all a little puzzled, but Liu San asked directly.

"Wan Hao, what are you doing?" He vaguely felt that Wan Hao did this to help Wang Chaling control the ghosts, but he couldn't see what he was doing.

Marriott didn't stop what he was doing, and continued to hit his skull with his fist.

The spirit of the ghost hand continued to act on the skull, and gradually, cracks began to appear on the skull.

"My ghost hand can kill a ghost, but it will take a certain amount of time. It seems that Lao Wang can't last so long, so I can only help him to kill him."

"Although it's only half dead, if he doesn't use supernatural powers, he probably won't recover in a month or two."

Wan Hao used the ghost hand to suppress the ghost to continuously attack the skull, trying to suppress it to a state of death. Only in this way can the weak Wang Chaling control it.

However, the recovery of the ghost caused by the use of the ghost hand was double suppressed by the substitute ghost who died on the skull.

However, Marriott feels that it may take a day to completely suppress the skull to a dead state.

But now that Wang Chaling looks like he will die in a long time, there is not so much time left for him.

It can only be suppressed to a half-dead state for Wang Chaling to control.

The three of them naturally knew the concept of crash, and they couldn't help but be amazed by Marriott's methods. If they were to suppress Li Gui, any of them could do it.

But if it is suppressed to a half crash or even a complete crash, they don't have the means to do so.

Wang Chaling also smiled at the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes.

He is so weak now that he doesn't want to say anything.

After beating for several hours, Wan Hao stopped when he felt that Wang Chaling was really about to die.

And this skull has already changed its appearance.

The skull had been completely smashed by him an hour ago, and then hammered into a small ball.

Holding the ball, Wan Hao walked to Wang Chaling's side.

At this time, Wang Chaling had passed out, and if he left it alone, the only ending would be to die in a coma.

The two black and white figures also cling to Wang Chaling after Wang Chaling passed out, blocking all ghosts for him.

Wan Hao put the ball into Liu San's hand and said, "If we do anything to Lao Wang now, his grandparents will definitely stop him. Next, I will suppress the two old people. Let Lao Wang eat this thing."

Liu San nodded, indicating that he understood.

Wan Hao continued to approach, and the two old men also approached Wan Hao, as if warning Wan Hao not to have any unreasonable thoughts about Wang Chaling.

With dark red and withered palms stretched out, Wan Hao placed both hands on the caps of the two old men.

The ghostly hand activated, and the two black and white figures froze in place.

"Do it!" Marriott said.

Seeing Wan Hao suppressing Wang Chaling's grandparents so easily, Liu San didn't hesitate, stepped forward to open Wang Chaling's mouth, and put the small ball directly into Wang Chaling's mouth.

Even worried that Wang Chaling would not be able to swallow, Liu San helped him up and patted his back vigorously a few times.

"Eat it."

Liu San said to Wanhao.

Invisible pale hands climbed onto the bodies of the two old men, and Wan Hao began to pull his hands out.

And there were two pale hands floating on the foreheads of the two old people, knocking on the foreheads of the two old people one after another.

This is the ghost of the door knocker.

A kind of ghost that knocks and dies.

And the forehead is also a door!

Seeing that Wang Chaling hadn't woken up, Li Jun couldn't help but frowned, and said, "Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"What else could be the reason, Xubai." Liu San teased with a smile on his sallow face.

Wan Hao thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because Li Gui died, and he was in a coma, so he couldn't wake up."

Marriott's answer is to the point.

He was sure that Wang Chaling had controlled the skull, and he didn't know what happened until he woke up.

Anyway, the cranium is already in a half-dead state, and it won't wake up within a month or two, so there is no risk in controlling the cranium.

But Wan Hao is not very sure. After all, this skull is not an ordinary ghost, but a ghost of consciousness.

But what if Wang Chaling can't wake up?
I have blown out the cowhide, of course I can only pretend that everything is under control.

"Bearing this saying on our backs, let's move on. During the time he wakes up, we should be able to walk a lot."

Hearing this, Li Jun carried Wang Chaling on his back, and the three of them continued to move forward.

The atmosphere returned to silence again.

In the end, Liu San asked Wanhao: "Wanhao, do you think we can go out?"

Li Jun also cast his gaze over. He didn't know how long he had been in this cemetery, but from Wang Chaling's appearance that I was about to die, he could guess that most of them had been in for four or five days.

Before coming in, the ghost painting was out of control, and the starving ghost was also stolen. Li Jun was still very worried about the situation outside.

Wan Hao thought for a while, and said slowly.

"Although the ghost here has affected our judgment, I don't believe that the cemetery here is endless. It should be soon."

While Wan Hao was speaking, Liu San paused, and raised his finger forward.

"Look what that is!"

Looking up, a vague cabin appeared in the sight of the three of them
(End of this chapter)