I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 188 Ghost Monk
"Get ready to do it."

After realizing that being temporarily deaf was useless, Tang Long decisively decided to violently kick the door to see if the annoying chanting sound would still be there after all the evil ghosts here were dealt with.

He immediately took out a white ghost candle.

Everyone around them was shocked. The white ghost candles at the headquarters were mass-produced goods with low value. Not to mention Wang Chaling, the Abe brothers and sisters with relatively high status in the spirit-removing society all knew its effects.

"Mr. Tang, wouldn't this be good?" Wang Chaling asked in a low voice.

"This chanting sound is not simple. Even if I can temporarily protect you with the ghost realm, the sound will get louder and louder."

Tang Long said solemnly: "The easiest way to deal with this noise is to imprison the evil ghost. But even if there is a guide in such a big city, it is very difficult to find it. We might as well let it come to us."

Wang Chaling frowned and did not refute. Firstly, what Tang Long said made sense, and secondly, he had already lit the ghost candle. As a "stooge", of course he had no choice but to obey.

But just when he was about to call out the seniors of the Wang family, Tang Long stretched out his hand to stop him: "I asked you to take action before you take action."

"Yes." Wang Chaling nodded.

Against such a smart ghost, it is necessary to keep a trump card. Since the attention of the human-headed ghost and the Spirit-Expelling Society is on him, Tang Long naturally uses Wang Chaling as a trump card, and the Wang family generation With strength, he is also qualified to serve as the trump card.

"You two." Tang Long glanced at the Abe brothers and sisters, "I don't expect you to be of much help. You should be able to protect these two ordinary people."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Tang." Takeshi Abe bowed slightly, "We will do our best to fulfill your request."

Sakurako Abe, who had been quite rebellious before, was now convinced and whispered: "I know, I know."

"call--!"

The white ghost candle was lit, and a cold aura enveloped the surroundings. Even if there were ghosts and ghosts to protect them, everyone felt that their hairs were standing on end. There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes with good intentions opening around, looking towards them. A vicious look.

The most terrible thing is that the flame of the white ghost candle is black, casting a shadow on the surroundings, making the already extremely low visibility due to the thick fog even darker. Except for Tang Long, who has ghost eyes, everyone else almost becomes Blind.

This situation is really frustrating, because we don’t know where the evil ghost will come from. Everyone just feels like a lonely boat on the dark ocean, and they may be buried in the abyss at any time.

"Squeak, squeak—!"

A harsh sound sounded, and the rolling shutter doors on both sides of the road, the windows upstairs and even the sewer manhole covers were opened one by one, and countless rotten or not rotten corpses crawled out of them. The first ones to be affected were still these ghost slaves.

Tang Long didn't say anything, he just put the white ghost candle in Zhang Youhong's hand and asked her to step out of the ghost realm and maximize her ability to attract ghosts.

"There are more and more weird sounds." Wang Chaling broke into cold sweat on his forehead and almost subconsciously called his family to protect him.

But in the end, he held back. Mr. Tang didn't want to do it himself. All he had to do was trust and wait obediently.

Even this kind of waiting is a kind of suffering.

"Since you came first, it's first come, first served. As the owner of a haunted house, I always accept everyone who comes."

Facing these ghost slaves who were no different from cannon fodder, Tang Long directly threw the ghost rope. In an instant, countless straw ropes fell from the sky, and all the corpses around him were hoisted into the air, one by one.

This is the real horror of the ghost rope. After being unfettered, countless ghosts can be derived through supernatural powers. As long as you can't suppress it with terror, the number is meaningless.

This unique ability combined with Gui Zai is indeed the best partner.

The ghost slaves who were hung up lost their supernatural support and all hung down their limbs, unable to move, turning into real corpses. At this time, it couldn't be easier to distinguish the ghosts from inside.

Soon, a woman wearing white clothes and looking like a traditional ghost of the island country came into Tang Long's sight. There was no doubt that this was a ghost.

However, under the inexorable suppression of Gui Cha, the woman in white was unable to make any waves. After squirming a few times on her hands and feet, she was unable to move.

Tang Long took the opportunity to absorb her and increase his suppression number to 11.

"The ability is average, but judging from the situation, it is not the ghosts that revived after the death of the ghost master. They were probably brought here by the ghost temple. Then the question becomes, how did the ghost temple send these ghosts to the city? Ghost domain transmission? "

Although this fog is a ghost realm, Tang Long feels that things are not that simple.

"Whether it is the mode of transportation or the source of the chanting sound, we must find a way to find out clearly." While Tang Long thought, the ghost rope continued to hang down from mid-air to hang up the corpses one after another.

He is now particularly envious of Shen Lin's ability, which can even invade the memory of corpses. It is not easy to find the truth of the matter.

Unlike myself, I am still fishing here.

As the ghost ropes revived, one after another straw ropes almost covered the entire city, and the ghost slaves and ghosts in the open and dark had nowhere to hide.

Tang Long eliminated two more ghosts, one of which was a ghost controller who had resurrected after death, and the other was a "wild ghost". After increasing the number of suppressed ghosts to 13, he finally found a guy with something.

It was an island monk with his eyes slightly closed, his hands clasped together, and his body showing a black copper color. Although his body was full of ghostly aura, his expression actually gave people a benevolent look, as if he was an eminent monk during his lifetime.As soon as it appeared, the strange sound of chanting sutras suddenly became clearer several times, causing everyone who had been hiding in the ghost realm to barely resist to block their ears in agony.

But plugging your ears is actually useless. The sound of chanting sutras is so pervasive that even if you deafen yourself, it won't stop. It makes people crazy and almost crazy.

Within a few seconds of this guy's appearance, Bai Xue, who was hiding in the ghost realm, showed an unbearable expression. Tang Long stopped observing and immediately took action.

The straw ropes in the sky greeted him and immediately hoisted the guy into the air. The moment his neck was tightened, the sound of chanting sutras in his ears became much quieter.

"Same as the second generation of the Wang family, seven quotas are needed to suppress him. There is something, but not much." Tang Long narrowed his eyes slightly, always feeling that it was not a good thing for the ghost monk to be suppressed so easily.

Sure enough, after its supernatural power was completely suppressed, the ghost monk turned into thick white mist and scattered around, disappearing without a trace, and the annoying sound of chanting sutras in everyone's ears finally stopped.

"Looks like it's stopped."

The tortured people hiding in the ghost realm felt quiet for the first time, and the suddenly louder chanting made them aware that a terrifying existence was approaching.

"Has it been solved?" Takeshi Abe said in amazement, "It only took a few minutes. Is this Mr. Tang's strength?"

But Tang Long outside didn't look very happy. The ghost monk was not a real ghost, but a derivative supernatural being higher than the ghost slave. Using the metaphor of a starving ghost, this thing should be a third-level ghost baby, although it was enough to destroy a whole group. An ordinary team of ghost masters, but after being suppressed by the supernatural, they dissipated instantly and didn't even improve their quota.

"Now we assume that this ghost monk is the source ghost, maybe there is such a derivative ghost monk in every fallen city, and the real ghost should be in the ghost temple."

After waiting for a few more minutes, I found that nothing was approaching. The supernatural beings in the city should have been dealt with, but the fog did not dissipate.

Tang Long thought for a while, then released all the ghosts in the evil spirit necklace and asked them to go to the city separately to search for the ancient well.

Considering the Ghost Temple, also known as the Ghost Well incident, he vaguely felt that the lingering thick fog should be related to the well.

"Ah, I miss Liu San a little now. His paper figures are the best at doing this kind of thing."

Tang Long stretched his waist. Sure enough, there was still strength in numbers. Among the ghost paintings, Liu San was used to assisting, but now he found that this was troublesome and that was troublesome.

Sure enough, he couldn't wait to make puppets of all the captains. He didn't know if he would make paper puppets after he made Liu San's puppets.

After waiting for a few more minutes and confirming that nothing was wrong, he removed the ghost zone, released the frightened people inside, and briefly explained his experience and reasoning.

As the saying goes, the three cobblers are like Zhuge Liang. Maybe these people can help me think and notice something that I didn't pay attention to.

"Mr. Tang is indeed someone who has dealt with S-class supernatural incidents. He is truly extraordinary."

Takeshi Abe couldn't help but exclaimed, it was a derivative of a supernatural being comparable to an A-level ghost. Who could imagine this kind of thing to those who have never experienced the Starving Ghost Incident?
"I'm not telling you this to listen to your flattery." Tang Long didn't take it seriously.

"As for your conjecture about the ghost well, I personally agree very much." Takeshi Abe said with a smile, "But if the evil ghost who controls the ghost temple has intelligence, he should try his best to hide the well in a very safe place. It is not easy. Wherever it was discovered.”

Tang Long's eyes lit up: "Go on."

"My brother and sister often come to worship at an ancient temple in this city. It is a temple related to a ghost temple, and it also has a rather secret underground warehouse. The ancient well may be hidden inside."

Abe Takeshi said seriously: "Of course, this is just my personal reasoning. If it is wrong, please don't take offense, Mr. Tang."

"What you said makes sense." Tang Long nodded, "Lead the way and go have a look."

Although the ghost realm of Guizashi was stronger than the mist, it was still suppressed inside, and everyone had to drive for a while before reaching it.

Looking at the picturesque and prosperous temple that used to be like this, Sakurako Abe couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Let's go, take me to the underground warehouse you mentioned." Tang Long did not take it lightly and gave any instructions to search separately. Since ancient times, people who have traveled hundreds of miles have been half a dozen. The more times like this, the more careful you must be.

"Yes."

Under the leadership of Takeshi Abe, everyone quickly arrived at the well-protected and very hidden underground warehouse.

"Most of this place is used to protect traditional Buddhist scriptures and antiquities, so there are not many things, but the area is very large, so if there is a well, it should be hidden here."

Takeshi Abe was eager to show off in front of Tang Long, so he didn't hear the beeping sound that passed by when he pushed the door open. Although Tang Long heard it, even as a time traveler, he didn't understand everything.

The most important thing is that no one can imagine that Li Gui would actually use human thermal weapons to set traps, and the cloud bombs used were enough to destroy the entire city.

"boom--!"

The next second, a terrifying explosion echoed!

　My stomach is not feeling well today, so I haven’t been able to update on time. The remaining chapters are being coded.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)