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Chapter 396: Kick the Seventh Middle School Nursing Home (22, words updated)

In Dachang City, in a villa in a high-end residential area.

This is a room filled with darkness, and the entire floor is soaked in a pool of black liquid.

The strangest thing in this room is a mirror and the young man floating in front of the mirror.

A young man seemed to be pulled up by an invisible thread, his body being sucked onto a mirror that was more than one meter tall.

It was a dressing mirror in the style of the Republic of China. The bracket was made of copper and was covered with rust. Through the corner of the mirror, you could see many pairs of terrifying hands in the mirror.

Some hands are highly decomposed, some hands seem to have been soaked in water for several days, swollen and black, dripping with stinky corpse water, some hands are pale and stiff, and some hands are burnt black...

Every hand was slapping and hitting the mirror impatiently, as if trying to reach out from it.

Behind these ghost hands are terrifying and mysterious evil ghosts, the number of which is quite astonishing, but what is even more bizarre is the ghost mirror itself. Even under the beatings of countless evil ghost hands, the mirror surface does not suffer any damage.

The evil spirits appeared with only one purpose, which was to pull the young man stuck on the mirror into it.

This young man is Yang Jian!
At this moment, he was dead, his body was cold, his body was covered with corpse spots, and he was gradually submerging into the ghost mirror at an extremely slow speed.

The ghost mirror itself was pulling on him, and the ghosts in the mirror were also trying to pull on him.

You can see that in addition to countless pairs of ghost hands in the ghost mirror, there is also a figure exactly like Yang Jian reflected in the middle of the mirror. At first glance, it looks like the reflection of Yang Jian's corpse in the mirror, with the same eyes closed. Standing there peacefully, as if dead.

But this is just appearance.

In fact, the figure in the mirror was also transformed by an evil ghost. It needed to replace Yang Jian's body into the ghost mirror in order to escape and leave the mirror.

It's just that the process is not smooth.

Yang Jian's body was controlled by the headless ghost. As the supernatural confrontation intensified, the black liquid on the ground was returning to Yang Jian's body. This black liquid was also the headless ghost. a part of.

Above the room.

There was a straw rope hanging there, and the original color of the ghost rope could no longer be seen.

At this moment, the entire rope was soaked in black liquid and stained with a layer of black color.

At this moment, what appeared before Zhuang Boshi's eyes was such a strange scene.

He stood in the corner, allowing his sight to take in the entire house without his figure being reflected in the ghostly world.

The gray ghost zone covers the entire city. This villa is just an ordinary building and is not wrapped in gold. It is not a safe house.

After killing the ghost baby, Zhuang Boshi deliberately chose to come here to witness the famous scene of Yang Jian hanging himself.

By the way, I want to try it out.

A coffin nail appeared in his hand and he walked in front of Yang Jian.

The ghost mirror seemed to want to brand him, but he changed four or five faces in an instant and kept changing.

The evil spirit in the mirror also had to change, but it was always a step slower and therefore could not leave a complete shadow.

He weighed the coffin nails in his hand.

Theoretically, Yang Jian is the most vulnerable at this moment.

If Yang Jian existed, he would definitely be wary of him, an outsider from a non-existent timeline.

There should be some warnings.

But now there is nothing.

As long as he nailed the coffin to Yang Jian, Yang Jian would definitely die without a burial place. Without the ghost newspaper to absorb his memory and consciousness, he would never be able to be resurrected.

"Yang Jian."

Zhuang Boshi called out.

No one showed up.

"Yang Jian, I have no ill intentions. I just want to talk to you."

Still no one showed up.

Zhuang Boshi chuckled and said, "Sorry to bother you."

Then the coffin nails thrust forward.

The coffin nails scratched Yang Jian's ghost rider uniform and stopped in front of his skin.

Still no one showed up.

Zhuang Boshi looked puzzled.

Is this because Yang Jian knows he won't stab the enemy after traveling through the past and future, or is it...

He can't show up.

Forget it, since he doesn’t want to show up, I’ll just ask the human skin paper when the time comes.

Zhuang Boshi set his sights on Yang Jian. He had always been curious about the real Yang Jian after he was resurrected through the ghost mirror.

It's not him after all.

In his sight, there was also a body with a soul but no spirit.

The three souls have been separated, but they were absorbed into the ghost mirror.

The ghost rope was tightly pulling at his neck, hanging his head, and binding some of his three scattered souls.

Since the seven spirits do not exist in this world, the three souls can easily separate.

Therefore, when a person dies, it is impossible for his soul to remain intact.

Those ghosts may have imprinted human consciousness through the power of evil spirits, or they may have recreated the appearance of that person when he was still alive through time.

However, Zhuang Boshi could clearly see that Yang Jian's soul was gradually fading and was slowly being absorbed by the ghost mirror.

This was the first time he saw so clearly and up close how a ghost killed people.

The evil ghost extracts wisps of soul light from the three souls of the human body.

This ray of soul light contains human consciousness, emotions and memories.

For a ghost rider to control evil spirits is itself a process in which his emotions and consciousness are constantly eroded.

I originally thought it was just a side effect, but I didn't expect that the evil spirit's only desire for humans was not vitality or flesh and blood, but just that little bit of soul light.

Evil spirits are like machines that collect the soul light of humans.

The human soul light depends on consciousness and memory. The stronger the emotions that erupt after a complete life, the more perfect the human soul light will be.

When a person with a happy family and a fulfilling life encounters a terrifying ghost, the fear and will to survive that erupt from them are extremely strong emotions.

From this, we can see why evil spirits maintain their creepy appearance, use cruel killing methods, and continue to kill humans by spreading fear.

Stimulate the soul light of human beings and reap every bit of human survival over decades.

In this case, Zhan Lan's guess is somewhat consistent.

The world is like a farm.

Humans are carefully raised animals, and evil spirits regularly harvest a little bit of human soul light.

But we cannot carry out large-scale killings, otherwise people will become completely numb and rotten, and the light of their souls will dim.

Nor can you copy 10 billion humans and kill them at the same time, because the souls of such people would be worthless and tasteless.

The most valuable soul light of human beings is the soul light that bursts out from a strong will to survive and beautiful memories.

However, there are still some things that cannot be explained, such as why evil spirits have a resurrection cycle of several decades.

Zhuang Boshi kept thinking, but then shook his head.

It's too early to think about this now.

He raised his hand, and a ray of light came out from his fingertips and hit Yang Jian.

The three souls that were almost invisible condensed in an instant, and were even more powerful than those of ordinary people.

Based on his understanding of the path of the Ghost Rider.

The Yang Jian who was resurrected from the ghost mirror was still the Yang Jian with half of his three souls and complete memories.

Then the alien Yang Jian who revived from the golden coffin probably only had 10% of his original three souls left.

As for Yang Jian, perhaps only Yang Jian's memory remains.

Zhuang Boshi looked towards No. 7 Middle School, where the terrifying figure was still wandering.

The starving ghost that had only eaten a few garbage ghosts posed no threat to him.

He had just deliberately performed a trick to destroy all ghosts in Dachang City, just to stimulate the wishing ghost.

Let’s use a fishing expedition as an enforcement measure.

But this old ghost was like a frightened mole and had no intention of fighting with the starving ghost.

Well, let’s get rid of the starving ghost first.

Zhuang Boshi took a step forward and landed at the gate of No. 7 Middle School.

I just left a cursed doll here in order to catch the big fish of the wishing ghost.

But unfortunately, he didn't take the bait.

Zhuang Boshi took out a whistle from the golden box, put it to his lips and blew it.

"ah---"

The whistle made a terrifying sound similar to a female ghost's scream, spreading out in all directions.

This whistle sweeps away the supernatural props collected by the North American King Organization and has an effect similar to that of a white ghost candle.

Attract evil spirits.

But more controllable.

Each time, it will only attract one evil spirit, and it will be the strongest evil spirit nearby.

The next moment, a dark blue haze covered the sky and pressed down.

Sure enough, no matter how fierce and cunning the ghost is, he cannot resist his own killing rules.

Whether it is the white ghost candle or the whistle in the hand, it is equivalent to forcibly giving the evil ghost a killing rule, which is to kill the person who blows the whistle.

So, the starving ghost walked out of the blue-black haze with stiff steps and came to the school gate.

Zhuang Boshi finally saw the full appearance of this famous starving ghost.

The starving ghost was wearing an old shroud, underneath which were his blue-black, almost rotten palms, one of which had a dry finger.

Her belly was still as round as a beer belly, churning inside as if countless babies were being grown.

His face was stiff and numb, looking like a dead person with a dark blue color, but his mouth could not be closed because two rows of large, long, and extremely sharp ghost teeth protruded directly from inside, tearing his lips apart, making him look intimidating.

Ghost shroud, ghost teeth, dry fingers...

These are all evil spirits that were once eaten by the starving ghost, and now they have turned into puzzle pieces and become part of it.

Ordinary evil spirits can also complete the puzzle, but only specific ghosts can become their puzzle pieces, and other ghosts will only conflict or suppress each other.

However, starving ghosts and ghost messengers are different from other evil ghosts. All ghosts can become their puzzle pieces.

Eat whatever is available and whatever you see, and the most important thing is that you can eat anything, whether it is raw or cold.

At the moment, it has regarded Zhuang Boshi as another big meal for itself.

call out!
After confirming that the wishing ghost did not appear on the starving ghost, Zhuang Boshi confidently pinched the coffin nails with two fingers.

immediately--

Explode with a snap of your fingers!

With the help of the explosion, the dark light was like a sharp sword, tearing through the blue-black haze and locking onto the starving ghost.

The stiff and dry body had just taken a step when the coffin nails were already released.

It's like a re-enactment of the plot in the original work.

The coffin nail pierced through the starving ghost's forehead without any hindrance, leaving him no time to react even half a second.

The coffin nails ejected by Zhuang Boshi were beyond the capabilities of modern sniper rifles. Even a starving ghost with human consciousness would not be able to react.

Besides, it doesn't.

thump--!
In just a moment, the starving ghost lost all its supernatural powers and fell to the ground helplessly like an ordinary corpse.

Immediately, the haze that had shrouded Dachang City for several days began to dissipate rapidly.

Zhao Jianguo and the ghost riders were just about to go back and wait for news, but suddenly their eyes widened.

"No, that can't be." Cao Yang covered his mouth in disbelief.

solved?
How long has it been!

"Li Jun, how long has Mr. Zhuang been in there?" Zhao Jianguo asked in a hoarse voice with a look of horror on his face.

Li Jun was even more excited because Dachang City was finally saved.

He glanced at the gold watch and his pupils shrank: "Two minutes and thirty seconds."

Sure enough, it took less than three minutes!
"I must be dreaming." Zhao Jianguo slapped himself hard.

"No, it hurts, I'm not dreaming!" Zhao Jianguo shouted.

"Quick, the rescue team, get into Dachang City and rescue the people immediately!"

No one would laugh at Zhao Jianguo. Every ghost rider had an unshakable fear and confusion in his eyes.

Mr. Zhuang only took two and a half minutes, or one hundred and fifty seconds.

It solved the S-level supernatural incident that so many people had been gathered here for nearly ten days without being able to solve.

Not only does it show that everyone here is trash, it also shows that the other party is far more powerful than several dimensions.

In ancient times, Guan Gong killed Hua Xiong while drinking warm wine.

Now it’s Mr. Zhuang’s turn to kill the starving ghosts with warm wine!

Especially those ghost riders like Guo Fan and Lin Shan who had inadvertently spoken rudely to the Emperor's organization, were now even more frightened.

I didn't expect that there would be such awesome people in the world.

People like Ye Zhen and Fang Shiming are no match for them.

It only took 150 seconds to deal with the starving ghosts, so let's deal with all of them.

How many seconds does it take?
(End of this chapter)