The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 228 Luo Qian
The rickety old man walked out of the cabin, every step he took was extraordinarily slow.

And as he walked, pieces of grave soil began to fall from his body!
With piercing eyes, the old man scanned the four of them, and finally settled on Wan Hao.

With the appearance of this old man, the surrounding ghosts seemed to disappear, the environment was no longer dim, and the cabin was no longer distorted.

Marriott also looked at the old man.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, Wan Hao stared at the old man's haggard face, and saw a sense of familiarity from it.

It seems that I have seen him somewhere, but Wan Hao can't remember
"You're finally here, it's not too late."

A hoarse, old, and dry voice came out of the old man's mouth, and the four people present were all shocked!
what's the situation?
finally come?

This old man has been waiting here for someone?

The four of them couldn't help thinking that this old man was not a ghost, but a very terrifying ghost master, and according to previous guesses, this old man was the owner of this cemetery!

How terrifying is a person who lives in a ghostly place?
What's more, at such an old age, he obviously lived a long time
A powerful ghost master may not live long, but a long-lived ghost master must be strong!
The eyes of the four of them continued to flow over their companions.

Li Jun looked at Wang Chaling who had just woken up, while Liu San looked at Wanhao.

Wan Hao frowned, and stared at the old man for a long time.

A remembered figure began to blend with the old man's haggard face.

"You are Luo Qian!"

"Come in and sit down." The old man didn't answer Marriott's words, but turned around and answered in his own room.

The four people outside looked at each other.

The three of them looked at Wanhao strangely. Li Jun thought that the old man was waiting for Wang Chaling. After all, the Wang family has a heritage, and he can understand such an old man.

"Go and see."

After pondering for a moment, Wan Hao said, and then he took the lead and walked towards the cabin.

The remaining three looked at each other, wanting to know what each other thought.

Liu San spread out his hands and said, "I really want to know how Marriott knows such an old man."

Saying that, Liu San also walked towards the cabin, he was just a paper man, he died when he died.

"What about you?" Li Jun looked at Wang Chaling who got off his back.

"They are not afraid, I have nothing to be afraid of." Wang Chaling, who had just controlled the ghost, was also very swollen, and also walked towards the cabin.

Li Jun sighed when he heard the words, he was a little scared, just now the old man glanced at him and almost extinguished the will-o'-the-wisp he was controlling.

At this time, all three of them chose to enter the cabin, and Li Jun could only keep up.

As soon as Wan Hao entered the hut, a gloomy aura rushed over his face, and the ghosts he was controlling were suppressed by an invisible supernatural power.

This kind of suppression is not absolute. Instead, it is like the ghost bus and ghost post office, suppressing the ghost of the ghost master, but not completely suppressing it.

The inside of the cabin is not what it looks like from the outside, the space inside has been distorted by the spirit and becomes very large.

Liu San and the others also followed into the cabin, and immediately felt the unusualness of the cabin.

With a wave of Luo Qian's hand, pieces of grave soil fell from the sky and landed in front of them. The pile of grave soil formed a set of tables and chairs!
Anyone with Huang Quan present can do this, it's nothing more than Huang Quan changing the reality.

What really surprised everyone was that what Luo Qian recruited was grave soil!

They have tried, these graves cannot be affected by the ghost domain at all, and they can also suppress ghosts.

Wan Hao sat down unceremoniously, and set his eyes on the old man.

"You know me?"

Not only Liu San and the others were dumbfounded by Wan Hao's words, but even Luo Qian was stunned for a moment.

What the hell?You don't know anyone?Then how did you call out your name just now?
Liu San and the others had question marks all over their heads.

Luo Qian couldn't help but smile on his haggard face, and shook his head slightly.

"It turns out that your memory has not been unsealed."

Wan Hao frowned, Luo Qian revealed a lot of information!

Luo Qian really knew himself, and he also felt that he should know him!
And my own memory has been passively manipulated!

For a moment, Wan Hao's back felt cold, and his scalp became numb!
"What do you mean?" Wan Hao stood up directly, his eyes were terrified, and his hands turned into dark red and withered ghost hands.

Luo Qian didn't answer immediately, but said after pondering for a long time: "Since your memory has not been unsealed, how did you know me?"

Wan Hao didn't answer, but stared at Luo Qian stubbornly, as if he would strike at any moment.

Something wrong with Marriott also made the three of Li Jun tense up, ready to make a move at all times.

Seeing Wan Hao's frightened look, Luo Qianyi raised his hand, and then Wan Hao's strange laughter of ghost headbands sounded in his head.

With a clear mind, Wan Hao gradually calmed down, and he also talked to Luo Qian about the mysterious old house and that strange spiritual item.

Wan Hao was dragged into an arena by the old man inside the old house with a supernatural item.

Luo Qian and Luo Wensong kept killing them inside.
Luo Qian nodded after listening, and murmured: "So that's how it is."

Then Luo Qian looked at Wan Hao.

Watched by the dead and empty eyes, Wan Hao suddenly felt like he was seen through, and even the ghost in his body was extraordinarily quiet.

"Although it's a little bit off, but it's almost unbearable, so let's make do with it."

Luo Qian suddenly said such a sentence.

"what?"

Marriott suddenly had a bad feeling, and immediately prepared to use Huangquan to leave.

However, with a wave of Luo Qian's hand, Wan Hao was covered by the graveyard all over the sky, leaving only his head outside in an instant.

Seeing this, Liu San, Li Jun, and Wang Chaling were ready to make a move, but found that his supernatural power was suppressed at some point, and he couldn't use it at all.

Looking down, their legs didn't know when they were covered by grave soil.

"Don't be nervous, little ones."

Covered by the grave, Wan Hao, who was left with only one head, was a little dizzy and felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something had been drilling into his body.

His spirit was also suppressed and could not be used.

His vision became blurred, but he could still find Luo Qian's position, and he asked unwillingly, "What's going on?"

Luo Qian smiled slightly, a playful look appeared on his wrinkled face.

"It's nothing, it's just to help you control the ghost."

Hearing this, Wan Hao passed out completely, even the ghost headband that kept screaming in his mind could not help him resist.

After an unknown amount of time, Wan Hao slowly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Qian, who was lying on a black chair.

Wan Hao also saw the style of the Taishi chair in that old house.

At this time, Luo Qian looked even older, as if he would die at any moment.

And Wan Hao also felt his supernatural power, and with just a slight shock, all the graves on his body fell off.

(End of this chapter)