Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 140 Leaving Dachang City

After this sentence appeared, the parchment continued to move, with scarlet text appearing again, but without exception, all of these texts contained the same sentence.

Who exactly are you?!
Upon seeing this, Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, but his expression remained unchanged as he stared blankly at the parchment.

Next, the parchment changed again, revealing scarlet lettering:
I want to attain the body of a ghost or god, so I must control a powerful ghost. After a series of investigations, I discovered that the powerful ghost that would be useful to me is in Hangzhou.

So I went there, and after a series of searches, I finally found the vengeful spirit. I began to control it, but unfortunately, I failed. The vengeful spirit was too powerful, and that place was terrifying, so I died!

After that, no matter how Chen Feng threatened her, the parchment made no further moves, leaving only a deathly silence.

He never expected that the parchment would recognize his unusual nature.

However, even this strange parchment book could not perceive what made it different.

After all, in this world, there are no magic or Taoist arts; the only thing that can fight against ghosts is ghosts themselves.

Indeed, this is true. These demons, being incomplete fourth-stage beings, have lost much of their former strength, but some of their essential nature remains unchanged.

Chen Feng was confident in his strength, believing he could even put up a fight against a half-step fourth-tier expert. However, even with all his abilities, he was still unable to completely suppress and destroy the will of the human-skin ghost.

Looking at the silent Chen Feng, Yang Jian hesitated for a moment before finally choosing to call out softly, "Chen Feng."

He was afraid that if there wasn't enough time, all his classmates would die there.

After a sound, Chen Feng came to his senses, crumpled the parchment in his right hand into a ball, and handed it over.

"Yang Jian, here is this parchment for you. You'll need it a lot in the future, but remember, some of the information this guy gives you is reliable, and some is not. It all depends on you."

If this parchment were of any importance to him, he wouldn't have given it to Yang Jian. Now the situation is quite clear: it's neither useful nor worth throwing away.

His path differed from that of traditional ghost tamers. He only needed to continuously utilize the powerful soul force brought by the Dual Hands and the All-Seeing Eye to crush the consciousness of the vengeful ghosts, thereby achieving complete control over them.

Although this method takes longer, the important thing is that you don't have to worry about the resurrection of evil spirits and can use the power of evil spirits at will.

It's no exaggeration to say that with the power of the Ghost Domain, destroying this entire city wouldn't be impossible.

This is the precious thing about the mysterious world of resurrection. Even though the evil spirits are dangerous, as long as you can control them, the resulting increase in power is enormous.

Rebooting itself, rebooting time, and possessing various powerful abilities in the later stages, even if it doesn't reach the fourth stage, it is at least considered top-tier among those at the half-step fourth stage.

Hearing Chen Feng's somewhat puzzling words, Yang Jian finally nodded and carefully put it away.

After doing all this, Chen Feng reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, activating the power of the vengeful spirit. The white ghost domain reappeared and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Meanwhile, inside the gate of No. 7 Middle School.

A dozen or so students stood there, their faces filled with panic. They had been waiting there ever since Yang Jian left.

Looking at the pitch-black surroundings, they all appeared terrified as they were attacked by the vengeful ghost.

Several of the girls were pale and incoherent, clearly on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Wang Shanshan glanced around and asked in a trembling voice, "How long has Yang Jian been gone? Hasn't he come back yet?"

Zhang Wei, who was in the best condition among them, replied nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Yang Jian won't die. When he comes back, he'll definitely have a way to get us out of here."

At this moment, this was the only place in the entire school that was lit, and black mist continued to spread towards it.

Footsteps sounded again, and there seemed to be figures moving around in the surrounding darkness.

Da da! ! !

Heavy footsteps sounded, and an old man dressed in a black robe, covered in lividity and with a deathly pale face, slowly walked towards them. His pace was unhurried, and an eerie and terrifying aura emanated from him.

As he approached, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. A thick darkness encroached upon the area, and everything—the ground, the lamps, the grass, and everything else—immediately began to mold. A nauseating stench filled everyone's noses.

But compared to the pain of taste, the fear brought by the old man was more deeply ingrained in their minds. At this moment, the remaining dozen or so students gathered together, looking at the horror before them like lambs to the slaughter.

The next moment, the old man suddenly stopped, raised his head, and looked in one direction with his numb eyes.

In an instant, a white light flashed, and Chen Feng and Yang Jian appeared there.

Upon seeing the two appear, the dozen or so students behind them, who had been filled with despair, were overjoyed.

Zhang Wei shuddered and excitedly asked, "Yang Jian, you're finally here! How did it go? Are you confident you can escape?"

Yang Jian nodded, his expression quite calm. He pointed to Chen Feng beside him and replied, "Don't worry, Chen Feng can lead us out of here."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Feng. They recognized him as a top student in the school, known to everyone, and handsome as well. With these double advantages, he was naturally recognized by many people.

Ignoring the gazes of the people behind him, Chen Feng looked at the old man not far away, Luo Wensong, known as the Weighing Ghost, who loved to weigh the younger generation.

According to the setting, Luo Wensong, one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China and the first manager of the Ghost Post Office, after his death, disintegrated his own vengeful spirit, leaving only the Knocking Ghost on his body.

Even so, it completely stunned Yang Jian, leaving him with an unimaginable trauma, and from then on, he never knocked before entering a room.

clatter! !

Just as everyone was overjoyed, the old man suddenly took another step forward, and in an instant, a ghostly aura emerged and rushed towards him.

Faced with this, Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and immediately activated his ghostly abilities. A white ghostly domain appeared and spread straight forward.

In the blink of an eye, the two ghostly realms, one black and one white, collided. Immediately, a street lamp at the point of contact began to change and flicker incessantly.

The powerful supernatural abilities clashed violently, and the two ghostly realms began to flicker simultaneously, appearing erratic.

With just a touch, Chen Feng sensed the other party's strength. It wouldn't be too difficult to imprison him, but it would take some effort and wouldn't be worthwhile, plus the timing wouldn't be right.

According to the classification of the Yuan Energy Palace, the current performance of the Knocking Ghost has reached the advanced level of the third stage. In this sense, the strength of each member of the Republic of China's seven-person team has reached the level of half-step fourth stage.

Moreover, barring any unforeseen circumstances, their strength is among the top tier even at this level, perhaps even approaching the fourth stage, since the vengeful spirits they control are fragments of the fourth stage.

However, the only thing that remains uncertain is the level of Zhang Dong, the most powerful among them. This statement speaks of a level of overwhelming power, his abilities already arguably those of a fourth-stage expert. But unfortunately, he has a flaw: insufficient lifespan. In truth, he can at most be considered a flawed fourth-stage expert. Perhaps this is due to the rules of the world…

Today, the only one who can be definitively said to have reached the fourth stage is Yang Jian, whom later generations called a god.

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Feng gave the knocking ghost a deep look. Suddenly, the white ghost domain swept out, followed by a dazzling white light. The next moment, everyone in the white ghost domain disappeared.

Upon seeing this, the ghost stopped what it was doing, its expression remaining blank and unchanged...

In a small alley outside No. 7 Middle School, a white light suddenly appeared, and more than a dozen students appeared there.

At this moment, it was just 5:30, and the only sounds on the street were the whistles of the street sweepers and the occasional car horn.

Feeling the vibrant life around them, the students present couldn't help but burst into tears of joy.

"I survived! I finally survived!"

"Haha, I'm not dead! I'm not dead!"

"Damn it, I'm never going to school again! It's terrifying! I almost died trying to go to school!"

Yang Jian was also panting, a smile on his face, thankful to have survived the ordeal. But as if he had thought of something, he quickly looked up to look for someone, but did not see them.

Clearly, Chen Feng disappeared after sending them out.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian instantly felt uneasy. Judging from the other party's appearance, it seemed that he knew a lot of things that Yang Jian did not know, and the other party was very skilled in using the power of ghosts. Perhaps he had some way to stop the resurgence of the evil spirits.

I was just about to ask them after I came out, but they had already run away.

…………

Jiangnan Residential Area, northern part of Dachang City.

Chen Feng stood in front of a house, slightly hesitant. After finishing his business, he was about to go home to tidy up when he discovered something: he and his childhood sweetheart were living together...

His identity is correct; he is an orphan, receiving the standard protagonist treatment. However, his parents are quite wealthy and have left him a lot of money, amounting to several billion, so he won't have to worry about financial issues in the future.

Before she turned sixteen, her parents were still alive. They had arranged a marriage for her when she was a child, and that person is now Su Yujie.

This kind of thing is really rare in mainland China; it's like something out of a wish-fulfillment novel—a perfect, unbeatable start.

Shaking his head, Chen Feng took out his key, opened the door, and found Su Yujie curled up on the sofa, watching the TV in front of her absentmindedly.

Hearing the door open, she looked up in surprise.

Looking at Qingmei, who looked a little haggard, it was clear that she hadn't slept since he left.

His thoughts raced, and Chen Feng walked over to her, sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, poured himself a sip of tea, and hesitated before speaking.

Unexpectedly, Su Yujie, who was sitting next to Chen Feng, suddenly threw herself into his arms. Her fox-like eyes reddened slightly, and some tears welled up in them. She softly said, "Chen Feng, Bingbing and Qiu Nan are both dead. Shall we leave here?"

"Shall we go home? To Hangzhou. If things don't work out there, I'll take care of you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng's lips twitched involuntarily. He had forgotten one thing: Qingmei's family was also very wealthy. However, due to an accident, her parents and his parents died in a plane crash.

Now, only her older sister remains to depend on her. Because of their past friendship, she disregarded her sister's objections and came to Dachang City to study with Chen Feng.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but curse inwardly. His original self was also an idiot for insisting on studying in Dachang City and making the girl transfer over.

To be precise, the relationship between myself and the original body is that we are the same person, the same soul. It is not a possession relationship, but rather a soul reincarnation. The memories of the past life were sealed and awakened at the appropriate time.

Therefore, Chen Feng could also have a definite feeling about the original owner's memories.

Looking down at Su Yujie, whose eyes were blurry with tears, he sighed softly, thinking of the meticulous care this childhood sweetheart had given him in his memory, and the feelings she had shown him.

Chen Feng instantly swallowed back the words he had prepared, embraced her delicate body with both arms, and spoke gently:
"Okay, let's leave and go back to your hometown."

Coincidentally, the hometown of his childhood friend was the same as the location provided in the parchment.

I couldn't be bothered to pay attention to what the parchment said; its words were clearly suggestive.

The demons that appear in the original work of Dachang City are not of much use to him, and they also cause him a lot of trouble.

Now, the most crucial thing is to spend time refining the white-skinned demon's consciousness so as to achieve complete control.

Go all out when you need to, and don't choose to fight when you can simply survive by playing it safe...

Since my childhood sweetheart has said so, it wouldn't hurt to go.

Upon hearing Chen Feng's response, Su Yujie raised her head, her slightly red and tearful eyes staring blankly at the boy in front of her.

It's important to know that Dachang City holds a very special place in Chen Feng's heart; otherwise, he wouldn't have insisted on staying here to study.

Now, however, for his own sake, he has chosen to leave this place...

Without hesitation, the two packed their bags, boarded the high-speed train that day, and headed to Hangzhou that evening.

Sitting on the high-speed train, Chen Feng glanced at Su Yujie, who was fast asleep on his shoulder, and focused his thoughts on the chat group in his mind, communicating with Chen Fengs from other worlds.

What he didn't know was that no sooner had he left than Yang Jian went there to search for information about the Ghost Tamer, only to find the place deserted.

Mysterious Chen Feng: OK, the first ghost has been successfully controlled. The plan is going smoothly. The next step is to completely refine the ghost's will.

Tang Clan Chen Feng: Okay, for the next period of time, I will focus all my energy on Shuangquan and improve him as much as possible.

Upon seeing this, many Chen Fengs from other worlds also responded, saying they would deepen their practice of the Dual-Handed Technique.

This is the power of the cheat; after sharing the talent, Chen Feng's aptitude in each world becomes top-notch, and with everyone working together to cultivate, their progress is naturally rapid.

I, Chen Feng, have gotten to where I am today entirely through my own hard work...

(End of this chapter)