The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 74
Wan Hao was hesitant to go in, the old man in the old house was too terrifying, just a loud shout made all the ghosts in his body go silent, and he almost died.

This kind of terrifying existence, whether it is a ghost slayer or a ghost, is far from being accessible to the current Marriott.

Because people can kill him on a whim, and they can't even resist!
The starving ghosts who threatened millions of people in Dachang City were inferior to this old man.

The cheongsam woman who gave Wan Hao the same sense of oppression is also an extremely powerful ghost slayer, and Wan Hao can only let her tease him in front of her, not daring to touch bad luck.

Marriott understands the essence of finding trouble for nothing.

When they were in Dachang City, Guo Fan and Yang had a few quarrels and disputes. At that time, Wan Hao forcibly intervened, forcefully forcing Guo Fan to recover.

He also did this kind of thing when he was strong, Wan Hao didn't blame the cheongsam woman for teasing him, he just felt that he was not strong enough.

……

However, everything changed when the old man came into contact with the red letter. The old man who was originally hostile to him even used a restart to help him recover.

This made Wan Hao very puzzled, what was recorded in the letter that could make such a strong ghost hunter change his attitude.

"The bus has already left, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the real world... I should take advantage of the old man's understanding of me and ask if there is a way to return to reality!"

Wan Hao made a decision in his heart and stepped into the old house.

The thick bluestone bricks are covered with a layer of dust, as if no one has cleaned them for a long time.

However, this is where the weirdness lies, because the ghost bride and the robed old man clearly walked past before, but they didn't leave any footprints on the ground!
Marriott continued walking, the front yard was empty and there was nothing but a wall.

This thing is called a screen wall, which is unique to Chinese-style buildings.

After passing the front yard, there is a patio, which is in the shape of a mouth.

After bypassing the courtyard, there is a corridor on the left and right sides. The corridor is deep and dark. It doesn't know where it leads, and the end can't be seen at a glance.

Wan Hao looked away from the corridor, because he saw a black grand master's chair in the middle of the lobby, and the old man in robes was lying on it and taking a nap with his eyes closed.

The black master chair swayed slightly, proving that the old man was not dead.

There was also a grand master's chair next to the old man, but there was no one on it.

Wan Hao stopped and bowed to the old man.

"Old man, I dare to ask how to get back to the real world from here..."

Wan Hao was very careful when speaking, and followed some TV series he had watched in terms of etiquette, not wanting to make the old man feel dissatisfied.

The old man on the black master chair opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Wan Hao with dark and deep eyes.

The old man did not answer Marriott's question, but asked rhetorically.

"Are you brilliant?"

Wan Hao was taken aback when he heard the words. He didn't expect the old man to ask him such a question, and he said after reacting.

"The boy is not very intelligent."

Wan Hao was telling the truth. He felt that Wang Xiaoming's high-IQ talent who studied the supernatural was the old man's extraordinary intelligence, and he didn't dare to lie in front of this terrifying old man.

The old man's face remained unchanged, and he asked again: "Then you are good at calculating?"

Marriott still shook his head.

"The kid is not outstanding in terms of intelligence."

The old man sat up this time, still looking at Wan Hao with dark and deep eyes and asked.

"Then your strength is superior?"

Marriott didn't understand why the old man asked these questions, but he couldn't do without answering.

"It's not top-notch..." Marriott's tone was a little awkward.

He didn't count the few questions the old man asked.

The face of the old man on the teacher's chair changed!
"This won't work, that won't work, what's the use of going out like this? Stay here and die!"

Marriott was startled when he heard that.

'What!He didn't kill me because he wanted me to die for him? '

Wan Hao suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body. He has ties to the real world, and it is impossible for him to stay here to die for an old man.

What's more, this old man was so strong when he was alive, and the ghost will not be weak when he recovers after death. This is not to let him die, but to let him be buried with him...

"Mister... Actually, I'm not useless, and I still have a mother outside, so I need to be filial... If the old man really needs it, I will inform the boy at that time, and the boy will definitely come back to see you off..."

Wan Hao spoke carefully.

The old man seemed to be very playful, and jokingly said: "Then what are your strengths?"

Wan Hao didn't expect that the old man would keep holding on to this matter, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, so he stumbled.

"I... I'm better at fighting..."

"Can you fight?"

Marriott really didn't know how to answer this time.

This thing is not easy to prove, you can't hook your hands to the old man and say: Dayang City Marriott, please enlighten me...

I can't even hold back someone's stern shout, if I really say that, shit will be beaten out.

The old man was not talking, and sat back on the teacher's chair again.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

The old man lay down and seemed to be thinking about something.

He waved his hand, and a copper bell appeared in his hand.

The brass bell is not big, only the size of a fist, and it is covered with rust, and the rancid smell can be smelled by Marriott a few meters away.

Wan Hao knew that this copper bell must also be a supernatural item.

"The rules are simple, beat everyone, and if you can do it, this thing will be given to you."

"The bus will pass by here in three days. If you can catch it, I will let you go back..."

As he spoke, the old man had already shaken the copper bell in his hand.

The sound made by the copper bell was very weird. It seemed that there was a ghost scratching the bell with its sharp nails. At the same time, the ghost was in pain and let out screams!

The bell sounded in his ears, and Wan Hao suddenly felt dizzy, and his limbs fell to the ground weakly.

He wanted to use the ghost in his body, but the ringtone seemed to be unable to find the source, and the ghost didn't know where to use it.

Only ghost clothes exuded bursts of scarlet and weird red light to keep Marriott's consciousness from sleeping.

"cough!"

The old man coughed lightly, and Gui Yi fell into silence for an instant, and Wan Hao immediately lost control of Gui Yi.

With the silence of the ghost clothes, Wan Hao's consciousness was instantly affected by the ringing of the copper bell, and he fell into a deep sleep without a trace of resistance.

……

Wan Hao opened his eyes again, and everything around him changed.

He was no longer in the old old house, and came to an empty arena.

This arena is a wide ground with walls built around it, and the walls are built into rows of auditoriums.

The area around the arena was blocked, and the auditorium was full of people.

As soon as Wan Hao woke up, he realized that something was wrong. He couldn't feel the ghost in his body anymore, and he changed back to the body of an ordinary person before.

Looking at the audience with no empty seats, Wan Hao couldn't help swallowing.

"No way? Hit so many people without any supernatural powers?"

Just as Marriott was thinking this way, a voice came from behind.

"Dahan City Luo Wensong!"

(End of this chapter)