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

Chapter 215

"coming!"

After seeing that he was being targeted by people in the media, Tang Long became alert, but he was still shocked.

Only the top masters, who have mastered time-related supernatural powers, can detect the gaze of their own ghost eyes. Just like Yang Jian opens the door, Zhang Dong can immediately realize it, and can even reach out through the door and wipe it. Tears fell from the corners of Meng Xiaodong's eyes.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of the medium. Tang Long's ghost eyes looking for the invasion target are equivalent to already having a medium, so they will be noticed by the other party.

But without enough ability, even if he noticed it, he would not be able to follow the media to counter-intrusion and come back. In other words, the woman in black and gold robes in front of him was at least a master on the same level as Zhang Xianguang.

Now that they were targeted, it was too late to retreat. They had to fight for at least one round to test each other's quality.

Making up his mind, Tang Long advanced instead of retreating. He took out the skull-crushing hammer from the bone bracelet and strode forward. The ghost rope was ready to go.

But it seemed that he was aware of his fighting intention. The black figure did not advance but retreated. It seemed that he was timid and quickly retreated into the crowd.

"Where to go!"

Tang Long shouted loudly, aimed at the figure of the black-robed woman, and threw the ghost rope over.

However, it was useless. Although the medium was triggered, the ghost rope just slid down the edge of the black and gold robe. This robe was indeed a supernatural item that was no less than a red cheongsam.

At the same time, Tang Long only felt a pain in his abdomen, which was actually penetrated directly!
He looked down and realized that the other party's pretense of retreating was a lie. The real killing move was actually the tail that came down from the ground and was hidden in the darkness.

It was a slender tail similar to a snake's tail, with an extremely sharp end. Each scale had a human face howling, accompanied by a terrifying curse.

Tang Long's fifteen suppression quotas were actually only able to reach a balance with the opponent and barely offset the curse, but the sharp end of his tail was still carrying out supernatural attacks and suppression.

The suppression was mutual. Tang Long's quota suppressed the curse on his scales, and the tip of his opponent's tail suppressed Tang Long's ghost realm, preventing him from restarting.

"Duang—!"

At the same time, Tang Long was not polite. He picked up the sledgehammer and gave the opponent a hard blow.

"Tang Long is injured!"

The few people standing there were a little overwhelmed when they saw Tang Long taking steps and swinging his hammer, but the hideous wounds that suddenly appeared on his body were real.

But after time passed through the media, even Ye Zhen couldn't help.

After Tang Long struck out with the hammer, the figure of the black-robed woman also shook for a while, as if she had suffered a small loss, but her character seemed to be very tenacious, and she refused to let go of Tang Long's suppression even if she was injured.

What's more, the one who is more seriously injured now is Tang Long. The sledgehammer hurts others and himself. He doesn't have a red cheongsam to resist the damage. He restarts and is suppressed. His body is about to fall apart.

Seeing this, Tang Long flicked his wrist, took out the coffin nails, and rushed towards the tail that pierced his abdomen.

This woman actually knew the horror of coffin nails. The hood covering her head moved automatically without wind, revealing a pair of pale and malicious eyes.

The eyes that met Tang Long's ghostly eyes actually made him lose consciousness for a moment. Although it was only for a second, it already made the woman pull back her tail and stagger back.

After losing the suppression of his tail, Tang Long immediately restarted and returned to his peak state.

In this round of fighting, neither side could take advantage. Although Tang Long was not injured, he was forced to take out the nail in the coffin. The woman seemed to have fewer cards on display, but she was finally hit by the skull-crushing hammer. .

Seeing the coffin nails appear, the woman seemed to retreat and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

And Tang Long also knew that he had been discovered. If he just invaded, he would probably be suppressed as soon as he showed up, and there would be no time to summon the Ligui staff.

"There is nothing we can do." He shook his head. It was the best option to temporarily restrict the Fushou Garden with the pendulum clock to prevent the out-of-control evil spirits from escaping.

"Mr. Tang, what happened to you?" Li Jun asked.

"Are you okay?" He Yin'er was more concerned about his condition.

"I'm fine." Tang Long shook his head, "The specific situation is a bit complicated. Anyway, let's leave first and take those S-level ghosts with us."

So everyone cleaned up the battlefield. Tang Long took out a batch of silk and satin from the bone bracelet and wrapped all the S-level ghosts and pharaohs.

This thing is called ghost silk. For the time being, it looks like a low-quality shroud. It cannot suppress ghosts directly, but the suppressed ghosts or corpses can be put into the bone bracelet after being wrapped in this thing.

During the Bailian draw, Tang Long drew out a lot of ghost silk, but this thing was really useless, and he really didn't develop more uses for it.

In short, starting with the Pharaoh and ten S-class ghosts, this trip was quite rewarding, but losing a key figure like Luo Qian was still unpleasant after all.

After Tang Long was ready to solve the Ghost Lake incident, he took the initiative and went abroad to kill a few kings first.

After leaving the Fushou Garden, looking at the sun in the sky and recalling the strange encounters and fights in the cemetery just now, everyone couldn't help but have expressions that seemed like they were in another world.

"Mr. Tang, what should we do next?" Li Jun came to his senses first and asked.

"You two, report back to the headquarters. Ye Zhen stays behind in the sea and pays attention to the movements of Fushou Garden." Tang Long stretched out, "Yinzi and I are going to solve another supernatural incident."

"Need help?" Wei Jing asked proactively.

"That's right, why don't you take me with you in the fight!" Ye Zhen had just tortured Bo Cai and was feeling itchy when he heard that Tang Long had another supernatural incident to deal with and immediately volunteered. "Take me with you!" Tang Long glared at him, "No one can take you with me."

If I learn the scapegoat ability for Guihu, what's there to do?

If possible, he would even want to strip away all his ghost abilities. The tricky part about Ghost Lake is here. It itself is an S-class supernatural event. If you want to solve it, you have to use the same level of supernatural to fight against it. And you If you use the supernatural, you run the risk of being learned by it.

If one is not careful, a few captains will die inside, and the level of terror will be doubled. If a few more captains die, they can knock out GG and wait for the opponent to push.

"Let's go."

Tang Long turned to look at He Yin'er, but saw that the other person was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

"No, it's okay." He Yin'er waved his hands and tried hard to stand up straight, but stumbled and almost fell.

Tang Long supported the other party and saw that her face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, but her body became colder and gave off a cold aura.

"You are about to revive the devil."

He immediately understood that even the second generation of the supernatural circle had to face this problem. Even if it was a strange person with a deadly ghost, it was only temporary and would still revive if he used too much power.

Except for Tang Long, who had Zhang Ya's help to suppress him, only Ye Zhen, a scapegoat who defied the odds, didn't have to worry about his recovery at all.

"I, didn't..." He Yin'er still wanted to show off, but a white silk ribbon began to appear vaguely around her neck, trying to hang her.

"There are three ghosts on her body, and the plaster won't last long."

Tang Long frowned, took out the last packet of Chinese medicine from the bone bracelet, and without saying a word, supported He Yin'er and put it into his mouth.

"Ghost doctor Tang Long."

At this moment, the three people watching remembered his code name, and also realized that this guy who fought so fiercely was actually a doctor.

"Well--!"

The ingredients of the traditional Chinese medicine have been mentioned before. He Yin'er was choked to tears, but her physical condition recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon her cold and hard palms became warm and soft again.

As for herself, due to the discomfort caused by Li Gui's resuscitation and the impact of the medicine, she could not stand for a while, and she was almost completely pressed against Tang Long's body.

Seeing this, the three men turned around and left knowingly. Even Ye Zhen, the most middle-aged man, had already recovered the memory of his youthful love. How could he be a light bulb at this time?

Soon, He Yin'er realized that there was something wrong with this. Her reason told her that she should get up immediately, but her body was reluctant to move.

"For a while, just lean in like this for a while."

Her attitude of self-deception is very similar to that of a college student who tells herself to squint for another five minutes when the alarm clock goes off, and ends up being late for class.

In this case, almost [-]% of people will simply choose to skip class after discovering that they are late.

The same goes for He Yin'er. After 5 minutes of leaning together, she realized that she couldn't get past any excuses, so she simply stopped acting. Not only did she lean in harder, but she also put her arms around her to experience herself on TV. Scenes seen.

On the streets of Dahai City, people were coming and going, and the noise and whistles were endless, but she was already immersed in her own world and didn't want to wake up.

In the end, Tang Long took the initiative to speak, because it was already around three o'clock in the afternoon, and the ghost street closed at six o'clock, and he still wanted to go in and take a look.

"Well, you're almost in good health now, let's set off."

Hearing this, He Yin'er could no longer hug her no matter how thick-skinned she was. She could only stand up angrily, gouged out Tang Long, and said angrily: "Let's go."

"Okay, then I'll take you." Tang Long held her wrist and instructed, "Although this Chinese medicine can completely suppress the resuscitation, the next time the resuscitation comes, it will be more violent. There will be no way to suppress it. You But we need to find a way to control the new ghosts as soon as possible and achieve a balance."

"understood……"

According to He Yin'er's usual temper, she would definitely reply with a really long-winded reply in an annoyed tone. However, at this time, she muttered a few words and whispered: "Thank you."

"It's nothing." Tang Long's mind was filled with things about Ghost Lake, and he automatically ignored the other party's thoughts, "Let's go."

A few minutes later, the two of them had appeared outside Taiping Ancient Town. Tang Long let go of He Yin'er and said, "Let's go in and have a look."

"You're crazy!" He Yin'er was anxious and held his hand, "Go in and show Grandpa He, he will kill you!"

"You can only enter the ghost lake at 12 o'clock in the evening. Before that, let's go get a room in Boss Liu's hotel and recharge our batteries. As long as we don't let Grandpa He know about it, just..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard a majestic voice from behind: "Yin'er."

He Yin'er's expression suddenly froze, she hurriedly let go of Tang Long's hand, jumped to the side, her eyes wandered and said: "He, Grandpa He."

"When did this old man come?" Tang Long was also shocked. With his ability, he didn't notice anyone appearing behind him.

He turned around and saw a stooped, one-eyed old man appearing behind him.

Contemporary spiritualist, He Liansheng.

(End of this chapter)