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

Chapter 227 Tang Long’s Ghost Ghost Resurrection

Although it is only [-]% supernatural, there is no doubt about the power of the grave soil. In addition, it actually has a restrained relationship with the ghost lake, so it still has the upper hand in the confrontation.

"Crack-crack--!"

But the eight-tatami mirror on Tang Long's chest was already making an overwhelming sound of shattering. The grave soil could still withstand it, but the mirror failed first.

As the mirror became overwhelmed and began to freeze, the five roaring ghosts became increasingly restless.

Some have fierce little eyes, looking around; some have noses that are turning over and over, as if they are smelling something; some have ears that stand up high and are still trembling; some have tongues hanging out, The muddy saliva kept flowing.

Only the last ghost was relatively calm, but every inch of skin on its face...if the bloody, rough thing could be called skin, was squirming, as if there were bugs underneath.

"It's broken. The balance of the Five Ghost Clothes is broken, and the descendant may be attacked at any time." After all, she made the clothes herself, and the middle-aged woman immediately realized that something was wrong.

The ferry for the four of them had been overturned. It was He Yin'er who took action in time and used the ghost domain to get the four of them onto the big ship. The consequences were disastrous.

Although the wooden boat was in danger in the terrifying waves, it could at least hold up for a short period of time. Cao Yang even used a certain method to unload the man-crushing ghost and use it as ballast, and at the same time drove the cold wind to blow up the waves. Blow it away as much as possible to reduce the impact on the wooden boat.

With the help of Ghost Merchant, he was able to control these two ghosts far better than Fang Shiming.

Although Cao Yang temporarily stabilized the wooden ship, the situation on Tang Long's side was not optimistic.

In fact, his situation was worse than the middle-aged woman imagined, because as the balance of the five ghost clothes was broken, although he was not attacked by the five ghost heads for the time being, the upper limit of the suppression quota was constantly decreasing.

So far, his suppression quota has dropped from thirty to twenty-seven. The three ghosts in his body have revived and are frantically trying to break free.

Tang Long can only restore his own condition by constantly restarting, but restarting can only restart himself and cannot affect Wuguiyi. No matter how he restarts, the suppression quota is still declining. At most, the revived Ligui has just recovered and started to restart again. The body was torn apart, and at most he could barely hold on without dying suddenly.

"It's still a little bit worse, you have to hold on."

Tang Long gritted his teeth and felt severe pain in every cell in his body. One moment an eye opened on his cheek, some hands stretched out from his back, and his mouth opened on his palm...

"No, Mr. Tang's ghost has revived!" After all, Cao Yang came from an ordinary ghost control, and he was the first to realize that something was wrong.

He felt panicked for no reason. Since Tang Long has been in contact with the headquarters for so long, using supernatural powers has always been as simple as eating and drinking. Everyone, including Wang Xiaoming, speculated that he, like Mr. Qin, was completely An existence that ignores supernatural resurgence and can use ghost abilities at will.

But now, even he is forced into a situation where the evil ghost is resurrected. Is the situation suddenly going to get out of control?
"We have to find a way to help him."

He racked his brains, but nothing he had traded with the ghost dealer could help others limit the ghost's resurgence, and he had tried his best to maintain the wooden boat, but he couldn't get away.

"No, Mr. Tang's codename is Ghost Doctor. He should also have human skin plaster and the Chinese medicine." Cao Yang was anxious, "Why doesn't he use it himself?"

"Did he give me the last packet of pills?"

He Yin'er's face changed. Seeing that Tang Long's expression became more and more painful, but he still controlled the grave soil and stopped in front of Zhongzhou City and Taiping Ancient Town without giving up. His heart, which was already hardened by becoming an alien, could not help but tremble again. stand up.

"We have to find a way to help this young man." Boss Liu said, "If he can't survive this, everyone will be doomed."

"I didn't bring a ranking this time that could suppress the ghosts and resurrect the dead souls." He Liansheng gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I did, the lifespan is not long enough to summon the souls."

His lifespan was already as long as a candle in the wind, and he could die at any time.

"Grandpa He?" He Yin'er was shocked and couldn't help but look at He Liansheng.

The latter did not look at her, or was too ashamed to look at her. Instead, he tremblingly took out 20 yuan of ghost money and handed it to the middle-aged woman: "I bought your clothes that can suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts." .”

The middle-aged woman took off her clothes and handed them to He Yin'er before he finished speaking. She even put her last work, a floral dress that He Liansheng praised as better than a shroud, on the girl: "Go. Come on, give that young man a hand."

"Oh, the iron rooster has been plucked." Boss Liu's eyes almost popped out of his head. "How can you be so generous? I was scolded before for trying to spend money to buy your clothes."

"My clothes are made of the best materials and craftsmanship. Who are you looking down on if you spend three yuan to buy them? It's easy to scold you. At that time, I even wanted to put on that dead man's clothes for you."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes: "But now I have saved enough money for the coffin, and that young man is my big customer. He is much more generous than you poor people. Of course, I have to find a way to keep it."

At this critical moment, the women in the tailor shop who were more exclusive than He Liansheng in the original work actually began to support Tang Long.

"The Five Ghost Clothes he is wearing were made by you." The faceless man stretched out his hand and gestured.

"Nonsense, besides me, who else in the world has this skill?" The middle-aged woman snorted coldly and urged He Yin'er, "Hurry up, or the young man will not be able to hold on anymore."

"Thank you Aunt Xu."

He Yin'er didn't care about being polite, gritted his teeth, spread out the ghost realm and flew towards Tang Long. "well--!"

Seeing this scene, He Liansheng's expression changed several times, and finally he turned his back and let out a long sigh.

He felt ashamed, ashamed of his descendants, his granddaughter, and even more ashamed of his ancestors in Taiping Ancient Town.

At this time, the ghost lake had set off a stormy sea. Although it could not break through the grave soil, it turned the entire lake into a forbidden land of death. As soon as He Yin'er moved, she entered the attack range of the ghost lake, and the smelly and filthy lake water suddenly enveloped her. Among them, it easily penetrates the ghost realm and tries to engulf it.

"Old...Luo!"

Tang Long could naturally see He Yin'er's situation. At this time, he and Zhou Zheng were fighting fiercely against the source ghost. The only one who could take action was Luo Wensong.

"Boom boom boom!"

Luo Wensong raised his palm, and the terrifying knock on the door echoed around, breaking the waves of water that attacked He Yin'er, but there were still many water splashes pouring towards her.

The embroidered clothes he was wearing were bulging. He Yin'er desperately released the cold air to maintain the ghost realm and protected the clothes in his arms.

The erosion of the ghost lake acted on her again. He Yin'er felt as if she was in a trance for a while. In the eyes of Tang Long, who was holding the ghost scissors, there was a female ghost in white behind her, almost clinging to her from behind. She seemed to be forcing her way into He Yin'er's body and replacing everything about her.

At the same time, faint and mournful cries echoed around, offsetting the knocking on the door and making the wave even more turbulent.

"No, I can't control it anymore." Tang Long only felt that the speed of the grave soil was getting slower and slower, and the mirror on his chest was full of cracks and was almost completely broken.

The upper limit of suppression quotas returned to fifteen, and a full fifteen ghosts resurrected in his body, turning Tang Long almost into a humanoid shape. His arms fell off, his eyeballs protruded, his bones shattered inch by inch, and his skin turned up piece by piece.

In the conference room, Wei Jing, who was standing next to him as a guard, suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Jun hurried over to help him.

"The supernatural power in my body is disappearing." Wei Jing's expression was empty and blank. He had died long ago and now relied on the supernatural to maintain his life. The passing of the supernatural means that life is passing.

"How could this happen?!" There was a sudden panic in the conference room, "A good captain is suddenly dying. Could it be that he was attacked by a supernatural being?"

In the panic, only Wang Xiaoming remained calm: "Wei Jing's power comes from Gui Cha, and now that Gui Cha is controlled by Tang Long, something goes wrong with Wei Jing, which means Tang Long is facing the risk of losing control of his supernatural power."

"Tang, is Tang Long in danger?" Wei Jing fell, and Cao Yanhua could barely remain calm, but now that he heard that Tang Long was in danger, his heart was trembling.

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"The speed of restarting cannot keep up with the speed of losing control." Tang Long could hardly control his body now, and he couldn't even cut off He Yin'er's curse.

Also, the distance is not enough.

He Yin'er could only rush to a few hundred meters away from Tang Long, and the ghost realm was completely annihilated. For the ghost realm, just a few hundred meters was just a blink of an eye, but here it almost turned into a chasm.

Her body almost completely overlapped with that of the female corpse in white. Her originally neat short hair became dark and waist-length, her cheeks became less and less like her own, and her consciousness was about to become completely blurred.

"Hetou Lao, if you don't take action, your granddaughter will be doomed!" Boss Liu was so anxious that he wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do.

"I'll try to attack the source ghost." The middle-aged woman was about to put the dead man's clothes on the female ghost in white.

The faceless man also took a step forward, ready to take action.

"You can't."

He Lianchang sighed: "I'll do it."

He carefully took out a spiritual tablet from his arms. This was originally intended to be used when retrieving corpses from the water, but he didn't care about it anymore.

As the soul-calling secret technique was being used, a strong man covered in blood and holding a kitchen knife vaguely appeared behind He Liansheng. He looked similar to the butcher organized by the king, but the butcher was fat and he was strong.

"Holy shit!" The butcher was summoned and immediately swore, "Old He, you are so unreasonable. You won't let me go even if you die, but you actually dragged me to deal with this lake?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Taiping Ancient Town is about to be flooded. What else can I do, old man?" The wrinkles on He Liansheng's face seemed to have deepened a few more times, and he couldn't even stand still. "There's no need for you to do anything else. See Is Yin'er in good condition? Dismember the female ghost's curse from her body."

　Embarrassing, my wife suddenly had stomach pain and contractions tonight. She thought she was going to give birth, so she rushed to the hospital. However, she spent the entire night telling her that it was false contractions, which was in vain.

　　Anyway...I'm currently writing the next two chapters. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

　　
　
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