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Chapter 368: The Five Turbidities and Evil World, the World is Like a Hell (6K, -in-)

It's obvious.

On the surface, this world is a "Final Destination" accidental attack on the survival world.

In fact, the Zhongzhou team is here to do "Mysterious Revival".

The five turbidities and evil world.

Hell is empty.

The evil spirit revives.

The world is like a prison.

Good guy!
No wonder the meteorite kill was used as an appetizer at the beginning!
In that irrational world, it is very likely that someone walking on the street might trigger the killing pattern of a certain evil ghost and die suddenly for no apparent reason.

A world where a ghost rider who was about to be resurrected might have been killed by him with the words "I don't eat beef" because he cooked a bowl of scallion beef noodles for him.

A world where you could be sleeping soundly in bed, and the entire city would be covered by an S-level ghost domain, and everyone would be doomed.

A world where a person may be dead, but his original consciousness and memory are controlled by some powerful ghost masters and evil spirits and become a ghost's minions.

Mysterious Revival There is only one kind of extraordinary power in the world, that is, evil spirits.

Ghosts are immortal.

The only ones who can deal with ghosts are ghosts.

Insight into the patterns of ghosts.

The only way to resist evil spirits is to choose to control them.

It's more like we have the same origin as the enemy than Kamen Rider and Armor Hero, because sometimes it's really hard to tell whether it's a human or a ghost.

Moreover, it costs humans a huge price to control evil spirits.

Even the protagonist died in the end, leaving only the "God" who inherited his name.

Despair permeates the whole process.

Death is eternal.

If Zhuang Boshi was just a newcomer now, he would definitely be scared and cry like a fart spirit whose toes were stepped on.

If Zhuang Boshi was just an ordinary BB-level second-rate reincarnation who had opened the second-order gene lock, he would also find a golden safe house to hide in and endure for 180 days.

But Zhuang Boshi is already at the fourth level, has awakened the light of his mind, and has a group of reliable teammates.

So he didn't teleport back to his teammates immediately and take them away from the earth.

It is undeniable that the old Nazi has taught Zhuang Boshi a clear lesson. At least he knows the ordinary fourth-level Jindan-level attack skills.

You can't kill evil spirits.

If the divine fire cannot kill the evil spirit, then forget about breaking the curse.

Skills above S level, such as the Magic Cannon and Samadhi True Fire, remain to be examined.

Moreover, the power system in this world is extremely outrageous.

You can possess outrageous abilities even when you are very weak.

Such abilities as spatial movement, field expansion, etc.

In the main god space, it is at least A-level or above.

But here, many ordinary humans can own the ghost den as long as they control a slightly decent evil ghost.

With a ghost domain, you can teleport within the ghost domain.

Such as high-level abilities such as time reversal, reversal of cause and effect, and idealistic existence.

In the ordinary world, that is a law skill that can only be displayed by the late-stage BOSS.

But here, even if it is not everywhere, it is basically a ghost hand in the later stage.

Not only can it trace back its own time, but it can also trace back regional time.

Powerful rule-based abilities such as targeted curses, instant death rules, and wish prediction are everywhere.

There are also exaggerated techniques such as infinite invasion and infinite superposition involving cause and effect, time, existence, etc.

The timeline has been messed up, and the last Yang Jian has a characteristic similar to Daluo that makes him omnipresent.

Moreover, each evil ghost is equivalent to a perpetual motion machine, with no energy limit.

The level of power is extremely exaggerated, although it does not have the saint-level performance of splitting an entire planet with a single sword or destroying a star with a single punch.

But for humans, evil spirits are even more dangerous.

Because the evil spirits' killing patterns are based on all human behaviors.

Ghosts are always ghosts. They don't pursue lofty ideals such as ruling over all living beings, balancing the ecology, and destroying the world. Instead, they focus on thinking about how to kill people.

Evil spirits are almost equivalent to the way of heaven.

In this world, the laws of nature want to kill people.

Now Zhuang Boshi finally understood.

Why did I feel strange the first time I saw Kimberly and the others? I always felt like there was something missing from these people.

Looking back now, it was because their souls were missing the seven spirits, leaving only three souls attached to the body. Once they left the body, they would immediately dissipate.

The mysteriously revived human beings have only consciousness but no soul.

No more running!
Zhang Xuan's abdominal wound healed within a few breaths. He sat up from the bed in a somewhat embarrassed manner, clasped his fists towards Zhuang Boshi and said, "I am Zhang Xuan, the head of the Asian Ghost Riders Headquarters."

"It's you." Zhuang Boshi sighed.

"Do you know me?" Zhang Xuan glanced at him with cold eyes.

Because he has been operating abroad for many years, his identity is extremely confidential.

As far as he could remember, he had never seen a man in such good condition that he didn't look like a ghost rider.

There was no trace of the supernatural about him, just like an ordinary person.

But ordinary people would not appear in this terrifying and mysterious place and rescue themselves from the dream.

"That's not important." Zhuang Boshi waved his hand. "Why are you here, and why are you in such a miserable state?"

Zhang Xuan's face turned dark. If the man in front of him had not just saved him, he would not have wanted to answer such a rude question.

"This is the most mysterious and mysterious place in America," Zhang Xuan said slowly. "The spiritual power is extremely strong, but not a single bit of it has been leaked."

"I tracked a ghost rider into this mental hospital, but unexpectedly, I was suppressed by the director and imprisoned in the dream world."

"From the beginning in Building 1, to Building 2, and then to the most dangerous Building 3, every death made me lose a part of myself."

"After the sixth death, I lost even my name."

"Every time I'm resurrected in the clinic, I write down the rules of death, hoping to avoid death the next time I escape."

"If it weren't for you, I might have sunk into despair forever." Zhang Xuan thanked again.

"The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten."

"Easy to do."

Zhuang Boshi asked, "But I've been here during the day. It's a normal mental hospital, with patients and doctors, and even unlimited access."

Zhang Xuan pointed at the dilapidated surroundings and said, "This is a real hospital."

"The hospital during the day is just an open and mysterious place built by the director's core evil spirit." Zhang Xuan sighed with admiration in his tone.

The normal hospital during the day is the haunted place, and this dilapidated hospital is the real hospital.

Zhang Xuan exclaimed in admiration, "I've never seen such a strange and mysterious place, and I've never even seen such a way of imprisoning evil spirits."

"Generally speaking, the more closed off a spiritual place is, the better, and the more isolated it is from the real world, the better. This will reduce the impact of the spiritual world on the real world."

"But it's completely the opposite here." Zhang Xuan pointed here.

"The director opened the ghost world to the living as a hospital where they could enter and exit freely, but used the dream world created by the mentally ill to imprison the ghosts."

Zhuang Boshi raised his eyebrows. He had figured it all out. "Checks and balances?"

"That's right. It was only after I died several times that I gradually figured out how the hospital operates." Zhang Xuan nodded.

"This place is divided into three hospitals. The real hospital is here." Zhang Xuan pointed to the dilapidated hospital nearby.

"The hospital in the dream, which is where we just escaped from, is filled with all kinds of evil spirits."

"And the real hospital is an open and mysterious place built by evil spirits."

"St. Elizabeth's Mental Hospital houses patients with severe mental illnesses. The director uses their fragmented dreams to construct a dream hospital that traps evil spirits."

"Because mental illnesses have very different thinking patterns, some even don't understand what evil spirits are, nor are they afraid of them."

"So the evil spirits could only wander in the fragmented dream world. Finally, the director used the patients' dreams to construct a big world and trapped the evil spirits."

"The evil spirits were assimilated by the mentally ill and became nurses and doctors in the dream hospital."

This is actually the case.

Humans and ghosts coexist, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

It's just a mental patient playing the role of a mental patient, and a ghost nurse and doctor who have been assimilated by the mental patient.

When a person becomes mentally ill, he becomes crazy; when a ghost becomes mentally ill, he seems to become normal again.

No wonder doctors and nurses are so dedicated, but so many things go wrong.

"In reality, the hospital is a strange, open-air ghost place built by the director using the ghosts to imprison evil spirits, used to accommodate mental patients from all over America."

"Because of the rules, as long as you don't notice anything unusual in the hospital, the supernatural will not be able to affect the mentally ill."

"In the dream hospital, some powerful evil spirits roam around, while some weak evil spirits serve as doctors and nurses there. However, they cannot kill real patients and can only experience reincarnation again and again."

The more mentally ill people there are and the more abnormal their mental states are, the more repressive the dreams will be, and the more the evil spirits will resemble humans.

At night, when all the patients are asleep, the haunted hospital will appear in reality beyond the dream.

At other times, this dream does not exist, so even Zhuang Boshi's divine eyes cannot see any clues.

"The worldview of mental patients is inherently weird, so patients in the hospital are very safe. Even if they die in a dream, they will be resurrected." Zhang Xuan sneered.

"No wonder you are trapped in there and can't escape. The longer you stay, the easier it is for you to be assimilated." Zhuang Boshi said, touching his chin.

The confused consciousness of a mentally ill person can actually affect evil spirits. It's really the mentally ill person who saves the world.

Of course, this is definitely inseparable from the dean's special abilities.

"The mutual detention is a truly ingenious design. Using the mentally ill to construct a dream world to imprison the evil spirits, and using the evil spirits to construct a mysterious place to protect the mentally ill."

"The more evil spirits imprisoned there are, and the more mentally ill people there are, a perfect balance of power can be formed." Zhuang Boshi sighed.

Zhang Xuan nodded: "The premise is that there is nothing wrong with the dean himself."

Zhuang Boshi paused, it seemed that something was about to happen to the dean.

"What? Do you still want revenge?" Zhuang Boshi looked at the powerful captain who almost killed him in the original novel.

Zhang Xuan may be very strong, but his luck has never been very good.

"Of course." Zhang Xuan made no secret of his desire for revenge.

"But I'm no match for him."

“So I won’t ask for trouble.”

It is very consistent with the mysterious revival of the ghost rider who fights when necessary and retreats when necessary.

He looked at Zhuang Boshi and said, "You're probably the only person in recent years who has been able to escape from the dream world on his own. I think the dean would like to meet you."

Zhuang Boshi chuckled: "It just so happens that I also want to meet this powerful ghost rider."

Evil spirits live in dream hospitals, and mental patients live in real hospitals.

Then the dean who controls everything naturally lives in a real hospital.
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Compared with the normal layout of the hospital in the dream and the real hospital, the real supernatural hospital is very dark.

A classic scene from horror movies.

What came into view was a corridor, the walls of which were already covered with dried blood.

It seemed like a horrible accident had happened here, with blood and rotten meat everywhere.

Zhuang Boshi continued to walk deeper into the corridor, and after turning a corner, he stopped.

"There must be a ghost here." He turned around and asked.

Zhang Xuan replied coldly: "The dream world has not collapsed. Most of the evil spirits should still be imprisoned in the dream world."

"In a real hospital, there should only be one director."

"Really?" Zhuang Boshi pointed ahead, and his divine eyes flashed, illuminating the aisle.

"So what is this thing?"

A dark shadow was illuminated by the light and appeared in front of the two people.

The black shadow was in a pounce forward posture, and it only took two steps to pounce on Zhuang Boshi.

But now, after being illuminated by the light, it stood still like a sculpture.

"." Zhang Xuan was a little embarrassed.

"Could this be a ghost that escaped from the dream world?" he asked.

Zhuang Boshi looked the evil ghost up and down.

very weak.

It is very weak both in terms of supernatural level and rules.

Its killing pattern should be to approach humans stealthily in the dark, and directly kill or cause physical harm.

But it cannot move in bright environment.

The evil spirit itself cannot create darkness or turn off the light source. In the modern world where light sources are very convenient, it is really pitifully weak.

A cell phone can freeze him. Zhuang Boshi once again kneaded a golden sack and put the evil spirit inside.

"You can actually control gold?" Zhang Xuan felt incredible.

Gold is the only substance that is not affected by the supernatural, and it is also the material that ghost controllers rely on most to imprison evil spirits.

But where did this mysterious man get this huge piece of gold from, and he could even shape it into a coffin out of thin air.

The ghost rider doesn't have this ability.

"Don't talk." Zhuang Boshi looked ahead again.

A noose dropped from the ceiling and was placed around the heads of Zhuang Boshi and Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan's ghost heart beat with a thumping sound, and the noose suddenly softened and retracted.

But Zhuang Boshi ignored the noose. The force was not enough to pull him.

This hanged ghost is also very weak. The force of the noose is more than ten tons, and it can directly break a person's neck, but it doesn't hurt him.

"You are very special." Zhang Xuan said in surprise.

"I told you not to talk." Zhuang Boshi said helplessly.

Four evil spirits appeared in front at the same time.

One was a man covered in blood, one looked like a veteran from World War II, and the other two looked very tall.

"What's going on?" Zhang Xuan finally felt that something was wrong. In theory, evil spirits should be imprisoned in a dream hospital.

But why did so many of them suddenly appear in a real hospital?

Is there something wrong in the dream world?

"Doctor." A cold voice sounded, and Zhang Xuan looked up.

I saw a very beautiful girl appear next to the man.

"Doctor, my inner demon has revived again." Zhao Yingkong said with a grim expression.

She had just been admitted to the hospital and had fallen into a coma, just like several times before.

But this time, Sakura could feel another soul taking over her body.

She fought back desperately, fighting for control of her body.

By the time she regained control of her body, she had returned to reality.

really.

Zhuang Boshi held his forehead with his hand.

When he saw so many evil spirits appearing in the real hospital, he had a guess.

It is likely that the outer Sakura Sora was asleep, while the inner Sakura Sora woke up and started killing people, disrupting the hospital in the dream.

Compared to her own infinity, her annihilation is much simpler and more brutal.

It is very easy for a fourth-level person to disrupt the dream world.

"A friend is following behind me. We can talk later if we have something to say." Zhuang Boshi gestured to Zhao Yingkong.

While they were communicating, four evil spirits approached them.

Zhuang Boshi was not polite either.

Rushing forward, using his physical body to resist the law of killing, the Samadhi True Fire directly suppressed the evil ghost's ability to move, and then used melted gold to directly cast a golden body for the evil ghost.

After encountering several evil spirits head-on, Zhuang Boshi finally understood something.

The killing patterns of evil spirits can be roughly divided into instant death patterns and ordinary killing patterns.

These can be roughly divided into killing patterns such as invasion, suppression, death, curse, injury, consciousness, etc.

For example, a ghost's killing pattern is to find a human being within a five-meter radius whose heart beats more than 100 times per minute, and then take out that person's heart.

Then the evil ghost will only take out the person's heart and will not do anything unnecessary such as taking out the lungs, liver, or chopping off the head.

Ordinary people and some weak ghost riders would be doomed to death if their hearts were taken out.

But Zhuang Boshi is at the fourth level.

It's different.

He couldn't stop the evil spirit from digging out his heart, but he could grow another one while digging out the heart.

Therefore, this kind of evil spirit that causes physical harm poses no threat to him.

No matter how low the requirements are to trigger the evil spirit's killing pattern, it will have no effect on him.

Most of the evil spirits are at the level of causing physical damage.

Decapitation, blood drawing, tongue pulling, beheading, bone breaking, and skinning.

The most amazing thing is rot and dismemberment.

The output of the evil spirits cannot keep up with Zhuang Boshi's self-healing speed.

But there are so many terrifying laws such as inevitable death and invasion. Although for ordinary people, it is all a life, it doesn't matter whether they are killed by a ghost or by the law of inevitable death.

But for Zhuang Boshi, the law of inevitable death is the real damage that directly damages the source of life. For example, the Nazi husband’s Nazi salute was enough to kill him.

Directly deducted two-thirds of his blood.

But fortunately, the law of inevitable death is an ability that is extremely rare among evil spirits.

Luo Wensong has already achieved perfection.

Zhang Xuan was simply looking at a Muggle.

How could a ghost handler imprison an evil ghost like this?

Most ghost riders don't dare to use the evil ghosts they control at will, because each use brings them closer to revival.

Every time a ghost is imprisoned, it depends on courage and carefulness or ordinary people who are willing to die to figure out the ghost's killing pattern, and then use their abilities to suppress the ghost and then imprison it.

However, this mysterious man actually defied the evil spirit's killing rules, rubbed the golden coffin with his hands, and was imprisoned by his blood.

Never seen.

No one in his previous generation or the generation before that had ever done this.

Even Ye Zhen, the scapegoat who is known as the best in Asia, can't do it.

There are more and more evil spirits, but fortunately they are relatively weak, and some are not even from the ghost realm.

Moreover, there is still enough gold in Zhuang Boshi’s space bracelet.

As they moved forward, they left behind a trail of golden sculptures of evil spirits.

However, in the constant battles with the evil spirits, Zhuang Boshi gradually uncovered the evil spirits' true nature.

The good news is that Samadhi True Fire is somewhat useful.

After being burned by the Samadhi flame, the evil ghost's appearance will gradually shrivele.

But a faint black mist appeared, which was invisible to ordinary people and even ghost riders.

Zhuang Boshi's forehead glowed brightly, and he suddenly saw the real thing.

At the infinitesimal point, he finally saw the true existence of the evil spirit.

Runes!

A very advanced rune logic program group!
The essence of every evil spirit is a program group compiled by a set of runes.

But, I don’t understand it at all!

What kind of logic is this, what kind of structure is this, where am I and who am I!

If we say that Zhuang Boshi's current research level in runes is that of a first-grade student, he has just begun to understand the subject of "runes".

Then Chu Xuan has entered junior high school and has some experience in application fields.

This rune program group is at least at the level of an academician's thesis. I really can't understand it even when I see it in front of me.

How could there be such sophisticated runes on the evil ghost?

Not only can it mobilize some of the rules of heaven, it also has an indestructible underlying structure, and even has a dark logic that is obsessed with killing.

Who the hell did this!

clang!clang!clang!
The bell rang, interrupting Zhuang Boshi's thoughts.

"Be careful." Zhang Xuan said.

"He showed up."

Zhuang Boshi looked underground and saw that a basement suddenly appeared in the place where there was nothing originally.

"Got you!"

In a dark basement.

An old man in a German army uniform was looking at a Marauder's Map at a table.

The names of three Orientals kept advancing on the first floor.

No evil spirits along the way could stop them for a moment.

He stuffed some bloody tobacco into an old pipe.

Without lighting it, he just took a deep breath.

As he inhaled, a terrifying evil spirit appeared beside him.

He bent down and blew gently.

The tobacco leaves ignited instantly.

But it emits green smoke.

The old man continued to inhale the green smoke, but he became more and more gloomy, almost turning into a ghost.

The expression of the evil spirit beside him became more vivid with every breath he took.

The whole face was gradually leaning towards the old man, as if one person and one ghost had switched faces.

"Cough cough."

The old man finally suppressed a few coughs and stuffed the pipe into a golden box.

Suddenly, a little vitality returned to him, but the coldness still remained.

At this moment, the roof of the basement suddenly shattered, and a long spear with swirling flames fell from the sky and pierced into the old man's crown from top to bottom.

Brilliant holy light followed closely, like a sharp sword piercing through the darkness.

The heat of the fire was unprecedentedly intense and powerful, and even the space seemed to be torn into fleeting black cracks by the violent vortex of flames.

Amidst the swirling flames, the already decayed body was completely reduced to ashes without a trace of trace.

The ashes flew away, and the flames instantly retracted into Zhuang Boshi himself. Zhang Xuan and Zhao Yingkong who were nearby, and even the stone bed on the ground that was even closer, were not affected at all.

A roll of parchment wrapped in a golden snake-shaped ring fell from the place where the terrifying old man had turned to ashes.

"Contract for St. Elizabeth's Mental Hospital?" Zhuang Boshi took it and took a look.

"He died just like that?" Zhang Xuan couldn't believe it.

The dean who had suppressed him so tightly was just shot dead?

"Of course not." Zhuang Boshi looked towards the corner.

At some point, an old man who looked extremely old had already sat on the single sofa.

He held an old magazine from the 1970s and read it carefully.

Zhang Xuan shuddered. The terrifying oppression brought to him by the dean still left a psychological shadow.

He took a step back and hid in the darkness. White mist came out of his nostrils and his face was unclear.

"Clone?" Zhuang Boshi asked curiously.

"substitute?"

The old man put down the magazine and looked at Zhuang Boshi with his cloudy eyes.

"No, what happened just now was just the imagination of that young ghost rider from the East hiding behind you."

"Imagine?" Zhuang Boshi frowned.

"I am what you think I am."

The old man's voice was hoarse and ruthless in his leaky throat.

"Are you the master of this mysterious place, the nameless king?" Zhuang Boshi looked at him calmly.

"King?" The old man laughed a terrifying, hissing laugh. "I have nothing to do with them, young Oriental."

"I am just a remnant of the old era that is about to die completely."

Zhuang Boshi saw the Iron Cross medal on the old man's chest and asked: "Are you from the World War II era?"

"Haha." The old man laughed like a poisonous snake hissing.

"I am Gunter von Tryon."

"Former ghost handler of the Third Reich, now director of St. Elizabeth's Mental Hospital."

Zhuang Boshi was quite surprised. It was rare to see an old man like Lao Deng who would come up and explain his origins without any riddles.

He pointed upwards and said, "This hospital is the mysterious place you created, right?"

The old man smiled grimly: "Yes, it's for myself too."

"Prepared cemetery."

(End of this chapter)