Mysterious Resurrection: Controlling the Illusionary Ghost at the Beginning

Chapter 73 The Story Begins

There was no one in the car this time. Xu died at a certain stop.

I glanced at the display screen inside the bus.

[Number of passengers: [-]]

"After Qing Yangui got out of the car, were there no other people or ghosts in the car?"

The number of passengers on a ghost bus does not measure people, only ghosts.

At this time, there was no one in the carriage, and there was no ghost. The [-] displayed refers to the ghost of the ghost bus itself.

After understanding the situation in the car at this time, Chu Liang went straight to the driver's seat.

The driver in the driver's seat was a corpse, and Chu Liang reached out to grab it.
Didn't meet anyone
"I'm still a little unaccustomed to my current state. I always forget that I can't directly touch things in reality. It's a bit difficult for me to break the boundaries of reality when there is no reality."

Although after getting on the bus, Chu Liang felt that the evil ghost in his body was suppressed, he still did not break the boundary between reality and supernatural and did not show his body.

The supernatural powers of the illusion ghost, ghost brain and newspaper ghost were used. With the cooperation of the two supernatural powers, Chu Liang forcibly implanted a memory into the corpse and made him come alive.

The illusion ghost affects reality and makes the corpse alive, while the ghost brain implants memories and the newspaper ghost modifies cognition.

When the memory was implanted, Chu Liang gave the order.

I saw that the driver's body, which was originally full of stench, became like a normal person. He sat up from his seat and reached out to grab the back of the seat.

He tore it apart with his hands, revealing what was hidden under the seat.

It was a man who looked very bloated and fat. His whole body was pale and cold, and he was a ghost.

And he is the body of the bus!

The driver reached out and opened the fat man's mouth, and Chu Liang stretched out a finger and inserted it.

A slight pain came, and Chu Liang felt a slight connection between himself and the bus.

Although Chu Liang does not exist in reality now, it is not difficult for the ghost bus itself to travel through reality and have supernatural abilities. It is not difficult to directly contact Chu Liang.

After doing all this, Chu Liang had no idea of ​​driving, but just sat in the cab and started to rest.

"Xiao Xianguang, my time is up. If your Peach Blossom Spring plan really comes true, remember to find a spiritualist in Taiping Ancient Town to summon my spirit. I also want to see a world without supernatural beings."

Luo Wensong sat at the desk on the sixth floor of the Ghost Post Office and said to Zhang Xianguang.

Zhang Xianguang, who was sitting opposite, frowned when he heard this.

"Uncle Luo, you are the manager of the ghost post office. How could you die if you didn't leave the post office?" Zhang Xianguang asked in confusion.

He knew that the older generation of ghost controllers all had a lifespan limit, and even he himself had become an alien and still had a lifespan limit.

Therefore, he chose to become the manager of the post office and hang himself by the supernatural power of the post office.

A rare smile appeared on Luo Wensong's face, and he looked at Zhang Xianguang dotingly.

Although Zhang Xianguang is already middle-aged, he has watched him grow up.

"For your Peach Blossom Land plan, the authority of the post office cannot be given away too much. Since you will die sooner or later, then when will it not be the same?" Luo Wensong said with a smile.

However, Zhang Xianguang was still puzzled. "But my father is not dead yet, isn't Uncle Luo too anxious? Even if you choose to die now, I can't start executing the Peach Blossom Spring plan yet."

Zhang Xianguang was a little confused. Even he knew his father's approximate limits. How could Uncle Luo, a teammate, not know?

Luo Wensong shook his head when he heard this, but still maintained a smile on his face.

"Xiao Xianguang, I not only placed a bet on you, I also placed a bet on Xiao Qin, and my agreement with him is to dismember myself and die today."

Hearing this, Zhang Xianguang fell silent. Although he still maintained a certain amount of emotion after becoming a ghost controller, he didn't have much emotion. He wouldn't be too sad because of Luo Wensong's death.

But he didn't expect so many people to place bets on Uncle Qin.
"I understand."

Seeing this, Luo Wensong nodded. He was now too deeply eroded by the supernatural power of the Ghost Post Office and could not leave the Ghost Post Office to say goodbye to his former teammates.

The only person who could talk to him was Zhang Xianguang in the oil painting.

Luo Wensong walked to the window and began to dismember himself.

Not long after, a body appeared under an unfinished building in Dahan City.
The body was soon discovered and sent to the morgue of a nearby hospital.

That night, a visiting doctor was playing with the blue moon in the office and saw the body in a trance and walked out on his own.
So he logged into his account with the ID of Thunder King and posted the strange things he saw tonight.
at the same time.

Zhou Zheng, the person in charge of the headquarters in Dachang City, suddenly received a task from the top management of the headquarters.

The general content of the task is that the number of supernatural incidents is gradually increasing, and it will definitely no longer be possible to hide it in the future. Let Zhou Zheng organize a lecture on ghosts in the school first to see the effect. If the effect is good, he will start to promote it nationwide.

The reason for choosing a school is also very simple. Young people are more receptive.
Just after Zhou Zheng put down his phone after reading this text message, the text message suddenly disappeared.
Zhou Zheng thought about it and chose a nearby school, Dachang No. [-] Middle School.
Because Yang Jian didn't sleep all night after reading a post posted by the King of Thunder and Lightning, seeing the terrifying photo of the old man, and listening to the weird audio.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the terrifying old man would appear in his mind, causing Yang Jian to suddenly wake up from his dream.

"Hey, hey, Yang Jian, let's take a step to speak." Seeing Yang Jian's empty face, Zhang Wei suddenly leaned his head over and said.

"What are you talking about?"

"Hey, don't quibble, I see you have been yawning all day, you must have done too many embarrassing things last night."

"roll roll roll!"

At this time, Yang Jian was feeling a little irritable and had no intention of playing with Zhang Wei.

Just when he was about to take a book to divert his attention so that he would not keep thinking of the old man.
The hand reaching for the drawer suddenly touched something extremely cold.

Yang Jian took out the things and took a look.

"Is this sheepskin or human skin?" Feel the cold feeling in your hands, as if there is something ominous and strange about it.

However, he accidentally spread out this thing that was not sure whether it was sheepskin or human skin.

As the human skin paper was spread out, writings that looked like ghost drawings suddenly appeared.
[My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, I am already dead. Don’t be surprised. I am you 60 years later. I am telling you the future information through a special method. Please also ask the former Be sure to keep the following content in mind. 】

[Ghosts have appeared in this world. This is no joke. When you know the news, it is already very late and you have been behind other ghost masters for at least half a year. 】

[Be careful of a person named Chu, he will be very scary in the future.]

(End of this chapter)