Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 193 The Escaped King

"Swipe the corners of the characters' mouths on the photos?"

Lin Xian stretched out his hand to try. He was not worried that this was a deceptive trick by the man in front of him, because he was now strong enough to deal with Gore.

His fingers touched the old man's palm on the photo, as if he was gently wiping it, but it seemed to trigger some kind of supernatural activation condition. The originally dignified and gloomy old man in the photo soon showed a cheerful smile.

It seemed that the supernatural had played a role, and the signs of the supernatural that were still present in the black coffin suddenly seemed to quiet down.

He asked Jiang Rou to leave the coffin lid. However, without external resistance, the coffin did not have the same scene as before, and the whole thing seemed much more peaceful.

Gore didn't lie.

Lin Xian put the photo away. Obviously, he would not return the coffin. He wanted to keep it as it might be useful in the future.

After all, the supernatural powers of this scarecrow are worth exploring by yourself, especially the will-o'-the-wisps that burn your consciousness, which are similar to the will-o'-the-wisps in your own spear.

It's just that one only burns supernatural powers, and the other only burns consciousness. If the two are added together, they will definitely have the effect of one plus one greater than two.

After all this work, he did not intend to stay in this place. The matters in Fran Town were left to the manor owner to deal with. His alien plan fell through, but it indirectly played a helpful role in the future.

I just don't know if there will be a so-called butterfly effect. After all, if the manor owner doesn't come to power later, there will be a high probability that a new king will take over. Moreover, Yang Jian will no longer kill the manor owner, but other kings.

Who knows about this kind of thing?Maybe the manor owner will have a new plan to become an alien after losing the scarecrow.

To kill or not to kill was just a matter of Lin Xian's thoughts.

Finally, his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly threw the spear in his hand, pretending to kill the ghost controller here.

Lin Xian's decision was very decisive. He did not want a hostile ghost master who was alive under him to develop and then massacre the ghost masters in his country in the future.

The speed of the spear was very fast, but it was a pity because the tip of the spear stopped one centimeter in front of the manor owner's eyes.

It's an invisible wall.

Obviously.

The manor owner fought back.

It's a pity that the tip of the bone gun is a will-o'-the-wisp knife specially designed to ignite supernatural objects. The moment the manor owner resisted, it was already corroded by the will-o'-the-wisp.

Under the firelight, countless charred ghost figures appeared. They stood in front of the manor owner and suffered from the will-o'-the-wisp fire.

Among these ghosts, there are many terrifying ghosts that are not corroded, but they only account for a small part.

next moment.

Lin Xian disappeared on the spot, and with the flash of red light, he came directly to the owner of the manor.

Under the strong suppression force, Xuexian ignored the ghost wall and tore a huge hole in the man's body.

The owner of the manor also wanted to use those palms to sew up the wounds, but under the pressure of the seventh-level ghost realm, his supernatural power was unable to compete with Lin Xian.

The ghost bone invasion went very smoothly, and within a few seconds, the manor owner completely lost control of his body.

The flesh and blood on his face was peeling off. Not only that, all the supernatural beings he had created before disappeared. Under the control of the ghost bones, he was just like an ordinary person, and could only watch his body being destroyed.

Lin Xian held the spear again. When the spear fell, the head of the manor owner would definitely fall to the ground.

"You actually openly attacked a European Interpol police officer. Which country are you a ghost master from?"

However, at this time, a rough voice came over, and in the next moment, the owner of the voice slashed down with an old-fashioned butcher's knife.

Immediately afterwards, the black curtain fell down, completely blocking Lin Xian's sight for a moment.

"Great, support has finally arrived."

The owner of the manor felt a lightness in his body, as if something had been peeled off, and his body immediately regained consciousness.

In front of him, a man holding a dirty shovel stood in front of him. There was still a lot of mud stuck to his body and he looked a little dirty.

"Gravedigger? Butcher?"

The owner of the manor was slightly startled. The Scarecrow Ghost Domain broke out. He asked the European headquarters for help. Unexpectedly, it was these two people who came to help.

"Don't be stunned here. That Asian Ghost Controller is not easy to deal with. Is there any conflict between you and him?"

The gravedigger planned to bury the ghostly skeleton, but unexpectedly a bloody hand dragged it into the blood line that suddenly tore open.

"That guy seems to have come for some purpose. The Scarecrow may have been released by this guy, but as for hatred, the only conflict between him and me is about the Scarecrow."

The owner of the manor gave a rough account of what happened, and he also embellished it where necessary. It could be said that he was the correct party in the whole incident, and Lin Xian was the hostile ghost controller who actually hindered him from handling the incident.
"It seems like you have a good shot at winning three against one."

Suddenly, a cold voice came. Lin Xian escaped from the butcher's attack and invaded through the ghost realm.

"not good!"

The gravedigger suddenly raised his head and quickly dug a pit in the ground. The pit was not large, but it was filled with a supernatural atmosphere, and the dark and deep underground seemed to lead to another world.

He pulled the owner of the manor and jumped down without any hesitation.

"Did you run away?"

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, but before he could think too much, the butcher's machete struck at his head.

This machete is very strange. It is different from Zhang Xianguang and Yang Jian's knives, but they are both terrifying and supernatural things.

Lin Xian held the bone gun in front of him, as if he wanted to resist in this way.

However, the butcher looked like his plan had succeeded.

His machete suddenly struck down, and there was no clanging sound caused by the collision of iron tools, only the crisp cutting sound echoed.

Lin Xian's spear was cut in half.

"Your supernatural weapons are too low-level. How dare you attack a European Interpol police officer?"

The butcher's eyes became fierce. Taking advantage of the great opportunity, he planned to draw his knife and strike the man in front of him again. As long as he could hit it, the Asian ghost controller in front of him would definitely die.

It's just that he seemed to be proud too early. Although Lin Xian's spear was cut off, it did not mean that he had lost his fighting ability.When the butcher wielding the knife cut again, Lin Xian's shadow was no longer in front of him, but his own body was being dismembered.

They were some tiny scarlet threads. At first, there were only a few, but then they became more and more numerous, and were directly embedded in his own limbs, and finally they were slowly torn apart.

The butcher felt his arm suddenly lose control, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground at this moment.

The next moment, a sharp spear passed through the sky, and finally cut off the man's head.

The fire began to spontaneously ignite on the body of the ghost master. Lin Xian walked out of the ghost realm. He looked at the butcher lying on the ground with his body separated, but did not continue to step forward.

"This guy didn't fall for the trick? And what happened to that spear? Wasn't it cut off by me? Why was it put back together again?"

At this time, the butcher who had fallen to the ground strangely opened his eyes again. He was not dead. Even though he was burned by will-o'-the-wisp fire, dismembered by blood lines, and decapitated by a spear, this guy was still tenaciously alive.

It's just that his eyes are full of astonishment now. This ability is obviously not that of an ordinary ghost controller.

"Is it different?"

The blood that penetrated the butcher's body was solidifying, and the severed limbs were quickly spliced ​​together. In an instant, he stood up again.

"Gravedigger, this guy is hard to deal with. If you don't come out, I'm going to end up here."

The butcher's tone was cold, but his eyes were still on Lin Xian. In this situation, he couldn't be careless.

After saying that, Lin Xian felt a shaking under his feet, as if the soil under the ground was beginning to loosen up, and might even fall down in the next second.

Lin Xian was about to retreat, but he never thought that a skinny hand had already grabbed his ankle.

The strength of this palm was very strong. Just for a moment, Lin Xian felt that his vision fell into a trance.

The scene in front of me is getting blurry and darker, and even my hearing seems to have weakened a lot.

He found that he had arrived at a cemetery at some point, and was currently lying on a slope. The sound of shovels could be heard from above.

"You can't move. This is a consciousness attack."

Lin Xian noticed something strange the next moment. His hands and feet seemed to be imprisoned by something. He could neither move nor speak. He could only watch as the people on the slope buried him alive.

This is the supernatural power of the gravedigger. It turns out that he was not leaving when he dug the tunnel just now, but was preparing for a huge job.

He dug a huge grave at Lin Xian's feet and completely brought him into his consciousness the moment he grabbed his ankle.

Once Lin Xian in consciousness is buried alive, he will also die in reality.

However, Lin Xian seemed extremely calm at this moment. The lotus pattern on his face was very bright, and the number of them soon reached seven.

This also means that Guihua's seven-level ghost realm is being activated.

"Huh? What's the situation?"

The gravedigger on the slope suddenly felt something bad. His movements became stagnant, as if some stronger supernatural being was suppressing him.

He planned to call off the attack, but unfortunately it was too late.

Because the sky was no longer normal, the coquettish dark red color was quickly approaching the darkness, and at some point, an airtight room appeared in front of him.

The room was empty and gloomy. Apart from a red coffin and a broken bronze mirror, there was almost nothing placed inside.
suddenly.

A hand stained with mud grabbed the gravedigger's ankle. Although it was stained with mud, it was still possible to tell at a glance that the hand was made of human bones.

But unfortunately, in the next moment, his consciousness began to become blurred, and he quickly fell into the pit he had dug.

Lin Xian climbed up, picked up the shovel thrown on the ground, and then repeated the work of a gravedigger.

From the moment he grabbed the man's ankle, the supernatural power stolen by ghost hands had been realized.

As the soil in the pit was slowly filled, the real gravedigger fell to the ground as if he had lost his life.

The gravedigger died and was directly buried alive in Lin Xian's consciousness through stealing.

Lin Xian suddenly woke up when he returned to reality. This kind of consciousness attack seemed to last for a long time, but in reality it might not even last a few seconds.

"How is this possible? The Gravedigger is a powerful ghost controller who was nominated as the 'King', and he was actually killed by this guy?"

The owner of the manor had a look of disbelief on his face. He and the butcher looked at each other, and then left the place while taking advantage of the supernatural passage dug by the gravedigger that had not yet disappeared.

Lin Xian did not stop him, because on the surface he seemed to be intact, but in fact, due to the repeated use of the seventh-level ghost realm, his condition was no longer as good as before. If these two people continued to fight with him, I am afraid that the one who escaped would One is myself.

"Are you all right?"

Jiang Rou, who was hiding in the rice field, immediately ran out when she found out that the two had left. She came to Lin Xian and expressed concern.

Lin Xian shook his head. He glanced at the coffin placed over there. He was relieved that this thing had not been taken away.

It has to be said that the king who has not yet developed at this stage already has such a strong strength. It is difficult to imagine how these guys will grow to the point after the national war.

Taking out the corpse of the gravedigger, with the help of the ghost mirror, he quickly imprisoned the man into the ghost mirror.

The future king's death has become a certainty. He is not worried about the ghost in this person resurrecting in the mirror. Even if he is revived, it is impossible to escape from the world outside the ghost mirror.

As for the shovel in this man's hand, he couldn't use it now, so he sent it into the ghost mirror together with the coffin.

Lin Xian walked forward with the bone gun. His gun barrel had indeed been cut in half by the butcher before, but the characteristic of ghost bones was splicing. Just breaking it would not cause much trouble to him. On the contrary, it would only cause him a lot of trouble. It takes some time to put together easily.

He had no intention of resting here. He was worried that foreign criminal police would come to support him later, so he struck while the iron was hot and used the mirror to successfully leave this place.

When they appeared again, they had already arrived at the Qianhai Club in Dashen City.

This was a group of ghost control forces that were destroyed at that time, but were later incorporated by him. To be honest, he had not been here for several months, and he almost forgot that there was such a place.

"You, who are you?"

Suddenly, at the front desk of the club, a plump woman's eyes froze, and the information she had compiled suddenly fell to the ground. Her brain even shut down for a while because of the shock.

As for these two women who suddenly walked out of the mirror, she was sure that whoever saw them would be shocked. Thanks to her working in the circle of ghost masters for a period of time, otherwise she would be killed sooner or later after seeing this scene. Scared to death.

(End of this chapter)