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Chapter 229 Controlling the Ghost Lake
With the appearance of Zhang Youhong, the tomb soil that had gradually collapsed due to Tang Long's loss of control surged again, and this time it was much more exaggerated and terrifying than before.

Because before, there could only be at most one [-]% Luo Qian controlling the grave soil, but now there are two.

"Dong, dong, dong——!"

A series of terrifying knocks on the door began to pile up, and the actor ghosts who had just emerged from the lake gradually became unable to bear it. Meng Xiaodong's puppets became more and more numerous, and each puppet threw a scapegoat to protect the surrounding ones. People, and another doll was taken out of the vegetable basket.

It was a poor doll with no clothes on and bruises all over it, as if it had been beaten severely. Moreover, its eyes were upside down, which made it feel weak and helpless.

But if you look at it upside down and it spots you, this ghost doll will immediately launch an endless pursuit of you. The level of terror is such that Li Leping can only erase the memory of that day even if he is being chased.

"Click, click, click!"

At this time, Meng Xiaodong's puppets were adjusting the eyes of the ghost dolls in their hands, letting them focus on the ghosts who had escaped from the lake because of the supernatural beings suppressed in the ghost lake.

Soon, these ghost dolls jumped away from the Meng Xiaodong dolls and attacked the evil ghosts.

The ghosts who were able to escape from the ghost lake in the first time are definitely not low in terror, but these ghost dolls are connected together through some kind of supernatural power. Similar to the actor ghosts, destroying one or two alone is nothing at all. And they can be concentrated to increase the overall terror level. The greater the overall terror level, the greater the terror level of each individual.

Therefore, the ones who were losing ground were the vicious ghosts who escaped from the ghost lake.

The grave is buried in the ghost lake, the knock on the door curses the actor ghost, the dead doll saves people, and the ghost doll is responsible for getting rid of the escaped evil spirits.

The situation that had just collapsed was completely contained in less than half a minute after Zhang Youhong appeared.

Cheng Hao from the suburbs of Zhongzhou City opened his mouth wide. He really wanted to say: "Honey, come out and see God."

"Hey, hey, did I read that correctly?" The four people in Taiping Ancient Town widened their eyes in surprise. Boss Liu pinched himself, "Why does this woman in a red cheongsam look so similar to that female ghost in white? No. It will be a person, right? Then the descendants can also summon spirits?"

"How is that possible?" He Liansheng gasped and stood up, "The secret technique of soul summoning has only been passed down from generation to generation. It is impossible for outsiders to have the opportunity to learn it."

He raised his head, looked at Zhang Youhong in the air, and sighed: "This is her daughter."

"Finally caught up."

After throwing out the half of the incense, Tang Long was almost in a semi-conscious state and fell straight towards the ghost lake. On the contrary, He Yin'er, who had regained some consciousness, could barely move and rushed over to hug him desperately to prevent Tang Long from falling in. In the lake.

But his own ghost realm is riddled with holes, and his body has been invaded, and He Yin'er himself is at the end of his fight.

"It's not bad to keep holding you like this and fall together." Just when she had closed her eyes in resignation, a sweet laugh suddenly sounded.

"I didn't expect this silly boy to be so popular. The more he is like this, the less we can let him die early."

Before He Yin'er could react, she was pushed away from Tang Long's arms. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was back on the wooden boat.

Zhang Youhong stood in mid-air, holding Tang Long in her arms and chuckled: "But I'm sorry, he belongs to me for half a stick of incense from now on."

Tang Long was brought to Li Qingzhi's puppet by Zhang Youhong. Zhang Youhong took the ghost scissors and began to carefully help him remove the curse on his body. The ghost head of the actor that had invaded the body was cut off by Brother Li with a hatchet.

Soon, Tang Long regained consciousness and used Restart to resurrect with full health.

"What a critical moment." He couldn't help but sigh, "I really want to thank you this time."

"If you want to thank me, shouldn't you come up with something more direct?" Zhang Youhong smiled charmingly.

"What...ugh!"

Before Tang Long could finish speaking, Zhang Youhong pulled Wugui Yi over and kissed her lips deeply.

Seeing this scene, He Yin'er almost subconsciously wanted to catch up, but a sigh came from behind: "Yin'er."

"Grandpa He?!"

Turning around, He Yin'er's heart trembled when she saw the blue gown on He Liansheng's body. Of course she knew the function of this thing.

"Yin'er, I don't have much time." Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, He Liansheng was relieved, "There are some things that I must tell you."

……

After being kissed, Tang Long's mind went blank. The smell of rouge and sandalwood lingered in his nose. Now he could only think of the classic line from the charterer.

"Azhen, are you serious?!"

"Ah, what a disappointment." But soon, Zhang Youhong left Tang Long's lips, with a slightly sulky expression on her face, "My dear mother, it is so unwise to interrupt my daughter's good news like this."

A cold light flashed in her eyes: "It makes me want to kill you again."

In the past, Zhang Youhong needed to join forces with her eldest brother, Meng Xiaodong, to imprison the evil ghost after her mother's recovery.

But now, she is no longer the eldest lady whose destiny was controlled by others, but a super powerful ghost controller at the level of the seventh elder. Zhang's mother has been dismembered and is mostly in a supernatural state.

Zhang Youhong landed slowly, with red light blooming all over her body. The water in the ghost lake could only cover her high heels, but could not go any further. "Although I am an old guy myself, I have only one word for you, mother."

As she spoke, the third group of puppets appeared from behind: "Old guys, just act like an old guy and don't interfere in the affairs of young people!"

"Shh-!"

Three Li Qingzhi's hatchets chopped off the head of the source ghost. The female ghost in white instantly turned into lake water, but at the same time, another identical female ghost in white emerged.

But this process pushed the grave soil forward a lot, compressing the area of ​​the ghost lake smaller and smaller.

The restart of the ghost lake has no effect. As soon as every female ghost in white appears, she will be dismembered by Li Qingzhi's puppet and turned back into the lake. The lake is compressed to the limit by the grave soil, and soon it is only the size of a pond.

"Don't bury it completely!" At this time, Tang Long couldn't help but say.

When the source ghost appeared, the black phone already had a prompt, although the content was different from what he imagined.

"Lucky player, you have triggered one of the side quests of Ghost Feast: Soul-Calming Soup!"

"The soul-soothing soup side mission: The judge decides life and death with one stroke, and Meng Po drinks a bowl of soul-soothing soup. I follow the wind on the road to hell and never love the world again."

"Screaming index: five stars."

"Task requirement: imprison the source ghost of the ghost lake and find the ghost chef for cooking."

"Task tip: You finally found one of the ingredients for the ghost feast. If there is a menu, you can also consider cooking it yourself."

"Alas, your enemy is really good at calling people." Zhang Youhong's expression switched freely. Just now she was facing her mother's indifference and anger, but now she looked at Tang Long sadly, but her hand movements were much faster.

"Sixty percent of the grave soil can be buried, but it cannot be imprisoned, especially the kind of imprisonment that can be given to you." She looked at Tang Long and said in a seductive tone, "I ask you, do you want to harness the power of my mother? ?”

"Control the ghost lake?" Tang Long's heart skipped a beat, but then he shook his head and said, "I don't know whether I can bear it or not. I still need it to make a soul-soothing soup."

"Soul Soup? What is that?" Zhang Youhong shook her head, not knowing, "But since you said so, I have a good idea."

Seeing the grave soil surging, gradually covering the ghost lake, the three Luo Qian made a scratching gesture and each took out a piece of mud wrapped in the dirty lake water.

"I'll help you control [-]% of the ghost lake's power, and I can imprison you for the rest and let you make soup with it."

Zhang Youhong was smiling all over her face, obviously trying her best to rebel against her mother.

"Forty percent?"

Tang Long thought, the [-]% ghost lake ghost was relatively easy to control, and there was a way to achieve balance, which was the human bones that were burned in the fire.

The stove is at Tang Long's place, and the shameful ghost is also at Tang Long's place. Aren't the conditions for achieving balance now complete?

"Okay, done!" He nodded decisively.

"That's right." Zhang Youhong raised the corners of her mouth slightly, picked up the soil wrapped in a red handkerchief and said quickly, "Come on, open your mouth."

Although he felt disgusting, in order to control the ghost lake, Tang Long also changed his mind and opened his mouth.

"Chirp—!"

Who knew that Zhang Youhong didn't rush to take action and kissed him again.

"Tainai, calm down!"

Tang Long loves Sparta in his heart, but it's really hard to get angry now and offend this aunt. What if she abandons the half-suppressed Guihu and runs away.

"After you eat this, your mouth will stink so much that you can't kiss it. I finally survived, so of course I have to seize this last chance."

Zhang Youhong chuckled, but Tang Long felt a little guilty. He had promised the other party to find the Sandalwood Hall for a long time, but now he had no clue.

But then, Zhang Youhong had a sinister expression on her face and stuffed the soil into Tang Long's mouth.

"vomit--!"

The stickiness of the soil, the stench of corrosion, the fishy smell of the ghost lake, and even black hair intertwined in it, made Tang Long almost vomit, but he still swallowed it hard.

After eating three pieces of dirt three times in a row, he showed a spoiled expression: "It feels like... there is nothing in this world that I can't do."

"Don't be too careless." At this time, Zhang Youhong changed from his previous frivolous appearance and reminded seriously, "The reason why the ghost lake has not recovered now is because it is suppressed by the tombs. But when my time is up, the people I called out will All ghosts and ghosts will disappear. Without the suppression of the grave soil, the ghost lake will immediately begin to revive. You have to find a balance quickly."

"Don't worry, I know it well." Tang Long nodded.

"That's good." Zhang Youhong sighed and looked down at the weakened Ghost Lake. "I don't have much time. It's time to end this."

　Thanks to Ruoyu Xingchen, ANKHd, and Yiyi Meiken for their tips. Thank you all for your recommendations, subscriptions, and monthly tickets. I will add another chapter later~
　　
　
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