Mysterious Recovery: Starting at Caesars Hotel

Chapter 33 The Fire of Death

A rusty, dilapidated and dented scrapped bus separated from an ordinary bus and stayed motionless on the road.

The lights in the car were flashing and the engine was probably going to go out.

The Luohuo Ligui who was hit was lying motionless in the middle of the road, like a real corpse, without any signs of movement.

"The supernatural bus hit the Fire Ghost, so it was stopped and turned off? It doesn't look like it, more like it stopped due to the interval between the Ghost's attacks." Liang Tian's expression moved slightly, and after constant analysis in his mind, he came to the conclusion A judgment.

The horror level of the supernatural bus is very high. It only collided once and should not stall casually.

At this moment.

The bald middle-aged driver got out of the car in a hurry. He looked very panicked. He was mainly responsible for hitting someone with his car.

Not only will your job be lost, but you may also have to pay a lot of money.

When an accident occurred, the passengers on the bus couldn't stay on top. They got off one after another. Some helped call the police, some helped call an ambulance, some left silently, and some came over to take pictures with their mobile phones.

But when everyone saw the hit Fire Ghost, they all screamed strangely and were so frightened that they didn't dare to come any closer.

Because lying in the middle of the road was a strange man, all gray and white, like a corpse that had been roasted dry, with dry skin without any moisture. What's even more surprising is that dark liquid is oozing out of the empty eye sockets, as if he is crying.

The bald middle-aged driver's legs were weak, his eyes were wide open, and his head was confused: "Did I hit a ghost?"

"Look, what is that?"

Some people also spotted a rusty bus parked nearby and wondered why such a vehicle that should have been scrapped appeared on the road.

Sudden.

There was movement on the supernatural bus parked on the road. The rear door opened with a bang, and a cold atmosphere spread out of the car.

In the carriage, a strange figure slowly walked down.

Some ghost got off here.

A cold and obscure atmosphere filled the air, and a man wearing black mourning clothes, lifeless and shiny with oil, stepped out of the car.

No.

To be precise, this is a black paper figure that is exquisitely crafted and looks like a living person.

This paper man can move.

The paper man twisted his neck and looked at the people nearby. His scarlet eyes, which were like cinnabar dots, were full of coldness and coldness, without any emotion. It was like a dead thing coming back to life and staring at a living person.

Whether it was a weird corpse that was hit, a scrapped bus that appeared inexplicably, or a moving paper man not far away, everything that happened was too weird and unknown.

Some people realized something was wrong and ran away screaming in fear.

Some people boldly took out their mobile phones and wanted to take pictures, but found that their mobile phones were inexplicably malfunctioning as if they were being interfered with.

They don't know that it's best not to act rashly when faced with supernatural events, because they don't know that an unintentional action may trigger a terrible killing pattern and be targeted by evil spirits.

But at the moment.

The paper man did not kill anyone. I don’t know whether it was because he failed to meet the killing rules or because he was suppressed by the carriage for a long time and was temporarily unable to regain his mobility.

Or maybe.

A scorching fire coming from the side also affected its actions.

After the lamp lost its fire ghost, the fire became more and more intense. The fire engulfed the lamp, and three terrifying figures were reflected in the firelight.

Without the restrictions of ghosts, the three ghosts swallowed by the fire began to emerge little by little.

"Get the fire back first, and then deal with this weird paper man."

Liang Tian's expression changed slightly, and he felt that he should act quickly, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

He stayed away from the lamp that was emitting terrifying heat, walked quickly to the middle of the road, and used Ghost River's supernatural power to enslave the fire.

The medium of touch is achieved.

The sound of the river rushing around echoed, a cold and damp atmosphere filled the air, and the invisible river was eroding everything.

A few seconds later.

"It looks like the fire is really temporarily dead."

Liang Tian regained consciousness after leaving the conscious world. He noticed the state of the fire and immediately gave the fire an order: "Unfold the ghosts and return to the lamp. Don't let the three ghosts escape."

Suddenly.

The firelight flickered, and the eerie light instantly covered the entire street.

The Fire Ghost lying on the road stood up stiffly, his gray-white body turning a little red, walking in a weird posture towards the lamp, and then became illusive little by little.

next moment.

The lamp braving the blazing fire seemed to be infused with soul, and a man covered in red was reflected in the red fire.

"The fire is too strong. The fire can easily hurt me. I have to make the fire smaller." Liang Tian thought to himself, planning to issue a new order.

But at this time, an incredible thing happened. Hehuo Ligui seemed to hear what he was thinking in his heart, and began to act according to this idea.

The heat of terror is fading.

The red man reflected in the fire walked towards the depth of the fire. The blazing fire shrank little by little and turned into a flame the size of a bean again.

Liang Tian walked over and picked up the lamp on the ground, with a huge look of surprise in his eyes: "The fire was knocked to death, and the instinctive consciousness fell into silence. Since it is unable to resist the river water remaining in the instinctive consciousness, it is equivalent to being suppressed by the consciousness. The river took over completely.”

Every ghost with ghost power has the ability to turn the people it kills into ghost slaves. The ghost slave has no sense and will obey the ghost master unconditionally.

But now, the dead fire seems to have become the ghost slave of Guihe.

His unintentional attempt actually led to the development of a new technique, allowing him to unearth an incredible ability from the Ghost River.

The Fire Ghost's consciousness is silent and he cannot actively drain the river water from his consciousness, so it is self-evident what it means.

What's even more astonishing is that the way the furnace died can be copied, that is to say, there is no limit to the number of ghosts he can enslave through the Ghost River.

If he wanted to, he could even control a group of fierce ghosts and set off a terrifying ghost tide. This was much scarier than the Wang family's curse and the ghost herders.

But the deeper the ghost's power digs, the closer he gets to death.

The more times it is used, the greater the intensity, and the easier it is to break the supernatural balance. Guihe will not give him face when the time comes.

Now is not the time to think about this.

"boom!"

After the supernatural bus stayed for more than ten seconds, the open door finally closed.

Dim cabin lights The vehicle ignition started, two dim yellow car lights came on, and at the same time a strange hoarse whistle echoed.

The supernatural bus suddenly became dim and illusory. As the wheels rolled slowly, it drove away from the flames and disappeared. It was unknown where it went.

"It seems that the only ghost who got off at the wrong stop was the paper man."

Liang Tian moved forward holding the lamp, his eyes scanning everything in the fire-light ghosts, but no other ghosts were found.

It cannot be ruled out that invisible ghosts got off the bus, even if the probability is very small.

But no matter what, the paper man who got off the car had to be dealt with.

Therefore, he chose remote control.

As he thought, a red man appeared next to him, guarding him like a servant.

next moment.

The flame of the lamp jumped suddenly, and the firelight was distorted.

The man who was all red disappeared in the ghosts. When he reappeared, he was behind the black paper man. He stretched out his hands and pinched the paper man's neck tightly.

The paper man struggled, but was set on fire.

The paper, which was thick black and oily and looked like human skin, had no resistance under the fire. Not only was it easily ignited, but the fire spread extremely fast, engulfing the entire paper man in an instant.

The fire burned away the crumpled paper on the paper figure, revealing a well-hidden body underneath.

The corpses exposed to the fire were also not immune. As the fire continued to burn, an unpleasant burning smell spread out.

Crackling.

The rotten flesh and blood was burned away, and wisps of fire rushed into the gaps between the bones, further increasing the intensity of the already terrifying fire.

The longer it burns, the more severe the suppression.

The corpse under the paper man gradually stopped struggling and curled up into a ball.

The man, who was all red, dragged the body, twisted it into a line of fire, and returned it to the lamp.

"Hiss...the fourth ghost."

Liang Tian suddenly took a breath, and the palm of his hand holding the lamp quickly turned red. His skin was like red-hot charcoal, with little sparks emitting from it, and an astonishing feeling of pain.

What he controls is the source of the furnace fire, a fierce ghost with S-level potential. Even if he has ordered the furnace fire to avoid his palm, he still cannot avoid the erosion of supernatural power.

The more ghosts burned, the more terrifying the fire was improved, and it gradually became beyond his control. Although the state can be refreshed using the resurrection method of Tombstone Curse, it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause.

Liang Tian's thoughts changed quickly and he came up with a solution: "You can use gold to make a lamp to avoid the corrosion of the furnace fire."

The supernatural cannot affect gold. Through the gold container, he avoids erosion and truly controls the fire.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, the satellite positioning phone as big as a big brother on his waist suddenly rang.

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