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Author: Xiaoqiao Manyue

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Wang Chaling's body stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and a strange old man stood in front of him.

The eyeless eyes were staring directly at Wang Chaling. They had maintained this posture for more than ten days and nearly twenty days.

The confrontation of consciousness is a very long process. It would be very dangerous for other ghost masters, but Wang Chaling is different.

He is the third generation of the Wang family. After his parents died, four terrifying dead souls surrounded him.

Even if his consciousness falls into silence, as long as he has not truly died, the dead soul will always protect him.

Moreover, in this supernatural place, there are not only dead souls, but also an old man from the Republic of China period staying here.

Within these ten days.

The ghosts of the Wang family have also become more and more peaceful from the initial restlessness, guarding Wang Chaling's side to resist the evil ghosts in Zhuangzi.

Weird changes have been going on, and an illusory body has been in front of Wang Chaling.

The shadow looks very fragile, and a large part of it seems to be on the verge of collapse, disintegrating from time to time, and then condensing again.

The body shape and clothing were exactly the same as Wang Chaling's. The only thing worth mentioning was probably the head.

On the surface of the skull, all the skin has been peeled off, and there is no flesh and blood on the black skull, just like a stained skeleton.

"Bang~!"

The old man's ghost waved his hand, and some of the shadows that began to overlap with Wang Chaling's body were directly dispersed.

This scene has happened dozens of times in the past ten days. Whenever the shadow wants to get close to Wang Chaling, it will be mercilessly shot away by the dead soul.

Wang Chaling's body suddenly trembled. As if it was a signal, the illusory figure began to collapse at an extremely fast speed.

Black blood flowed from the eye sockets of the eyeless old man, and his head turned at an incredible angle to avoid looking at Wang Chaling.

The cyan ghost realm forcibly illuminated this dark area, as if replacing the dark Zhuangzi.

"I succeeded." Wang Chaling's voice was as gentle as ever, but without any emotion.

This is the price of controlling the supernatural. The influence is mutual. He tried to influence the ghost through his own consciousness, and the ghost also affected Wang Chaling's consciousness through the supernatural.

In the presence of Meng Xiaodong, Wang Chaling chose to take a gamble and directly have a supernatural collision of consciousness in a supernatural place.

He has his own considerations.

Although it is simple to bring back the ghosts, the follow-up problems cannot be guaranteed. The dangers are still dangers. The help of consciousness in dealing with the dead souls is very limited.

Although the supernatural land is dangerous, the souls of the dead can resist the attacks of evil ghosts, which makes it less difficult.

Furthermore, there is the existence of Meng Xiaodong. This old man is relatively friendly to the ghost controllers of the new era. Li Leping, the person in charge of Dachuan City, has interacted with him before, and he had a good attitude towards Wang Chaling before.

Therefore, Wang Chaling bet that the other party would take the initiative to help him out of consideration for the Wang family and his planning and hard work when he was unable to succeed.

He knew what would happen if he lost the bet, but since he chose to become a ghost controller, there was no turning back.

This kind of thing will not be the norm in the rest of life, but it will definitely not be too rare. This time, if there is a big boss around, he will not dare to gamble, let alone later.

The results are gratifying...

The resurrected consciousness of the deceiver ghost partially merged with Wang Chaling's self-consciousness, and then the remaining part was changed by Wang Chaling, and endured the attack of the ghost's consciousness on his behalf.

This inspiration came from the strange consciousness that suddenly entered his body before. Li Gui took the attack on Wang Chaling's behalf.

He fell into silence again, and Wang Chaling's self-consciousness, which was merged with part of his consciousness, had an absolute self.

During this period of time, you can constantly deceive and modify your self-awareness into that silent consciousness.

"I'm still not an outlier, but the beginning of this road has already opened up for me." Wang Chaling analyzed his own situation.

The beginning of the path of alienation has been opened to him. As long as he is willing to go on, it will only be a matter of time before he becomes an alien.

But what he wants is not that simple.

"Continuously adding ghosts to increase the level of terror was the path of the Republic of China. Part of my plan was to take this path, so it was destined that I would not be able to take a purely alien path."

Aliens are not omnipotent. The ghost consciousness still exists, but it is difficult to revive, but it is not impossible to revive.

The more complete the puzzle is, the stronger the deceiver's consciousness will be, and the harder it will be for him to suppress it.

But these are still far away. Although Wang Chaling has plans, they still need to be constantly improved. Now I am just thinking about it.

"Everything that needs to be done has been done, and now it's time to restrict this ghost place." Wang Chaling analyzed the situation and did not go into details.

Although it is impossible to determine the time, he will definitely spend a lot of time on the conscious confrontation. It is also time to solve this artificially caused loss of control.

The collision between the evil ghosts, the deceiving ghost who once again completed the puzzle fell silent, and the evil ghost who launched the attack was naturally not much better.

Although the eyeless old man was not in a state of death, he was also put into a state of silence and would no longer affect Wang Chaling.

Without the eyeless old man to stop him, Wang Chaling easily walked to the old ancestral hall in front of him.

The ancestral hall is not as dark as the outside world. A few white candles are burning in the corners, providing some light to the surroundings.

Four benches were placed horizontally on the right side of the door, just hidden by the door. A black coffin was placed on the benches.

The lid of the black coffin was flipped aside, exposing the space inside. Wang Chaling walked in to take a look.

Inside the black coffin was a bed of blood-colored cotton wool and a pillow. There were dents to varying degrees on them, and when connected, they formed a trace of a human figure.

"Mr. Li's body is gone." Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, looking at the overturned coffin with an ugly expression.

It is said that the dead are the most important. The old man spent the rest of his life in this ghost place in order to suppress the supernatural. Even the corpse was never buried in order to ensure balance.

In the end, we ended up like this. It wouldn't matter if the other person was Wang Chaling. If it was profitable, he could do such a thing, but at least Mr. Li also had some connections with the Wang family.

Whether you call him hypocritical or double standards, in short, he has recorded this matter, and both the person and the church have to be "taught a lesson".

Wang Chaling walked around to the other side of the coffin. A brazier was placed on the ground, with some things burning inside.

Two rickety figures knelt down near the brazier, one on the left and the other on the right. Their hands kept moving, and they kept putting some "paper" into it.

"Paladin Kanvin and Judgment Knight Raph, if it's the two of them, it wouldn't be surprising to be able to enter here."

Wang Chaling asked the two figures to "take the initiative" to stand up and saw each other's faces clearly. They were neither strangers.

Paladin Kanvin and Judgment Knight Raph are both ghost masters who have controlled three powerful ghosts. Together with the supernatural items passed down in the church, they can be said to be the strongest people in the church.

"The ghosts are all gone. Were they taken away, or?" Wang Chaling didn't care about the corpses, what he cared about was their ghosts.

The two of them had a total of six ghosts, but now none of them are missing. This is not good news in a place like this.

at this time.

"Bang~!"

The departure of the corpse seemed to interrupt some kind of fragile balance. The brazier in front of him suddenly burst into flames one or two feet high, touching the top of the ancestral hall.

Wang Chaling took a few steps back. The coins held in the corpse were flying all over the sky. A large number of coins seemed to fill every room in the ancestral hall.

A strange smell began to permeate the room, an unpleasant corpse odor mixed with a special fragrance.

Something is wrong.

The green ghost realm filled the air, isolating Wang Chaling from this special fragrance, but the ghost coin still existed, floating inside the ghost realm.

Tread...tap...tread...

The dull sound of footsteps echoed around, and a bloody hand suddenly reached out to Wang Chaling's shoulder.

Bang~!

The mother's dead soul blocked the incoming palm. Wang Chaling turned around violently. The ghost coins in front of him instantly dissipated, and the stick in his hand hit something behind.

No sense of reality?

Wang Chaling frowned, a bad premonition came to his heart, and the short stick in his hand became extremely hot.

Without hesitation, he directly threw the short stick in his hand towards his grandfather, while he retreated to his grandmother's side.

It had been hovering on the edge of the brazier and suddenly dropped a lot. At the place where Wang Chaling hit it just now, and on the short stick, a ball of flame suddenly emerged and spread at an unimaginable speed.

The fire spread quickly, and the coins that filled the entire ancestral hall were its burning medium.

"Even the ghost realm has a tendency to be set on fire? This thing couldn't really be from the Caesar Hotel, right?"

Wang Chaling experienced Yang Jian's ghost realm in Dachang City, and once again added a piece of ghosts to the puzzle. Even if the deceiver ghost and the modifier ghost are not ghosts who specialize in ghost realms, according to speculation, their strength should not be less than

Yang Jian's Ghost Eye is a four-story ghost realm.

But it was only the ghost realm that was ignited. The flames on the short stick in Grandpa Wang Chaling's hand had gradually been extinguished under the suppression of terror.

The cyan light covered a large space, but the edges were always in a state of collapse, being continuously shrunk by Wang Chaling.

Feeling some information from his mother, Wang Chaling shrank the ghost realm and moved towards the coffin.

At the edge of the ghost realm, the collision between the flames and the ghost realm reveals subtle differences from those in the ancestral hall.

"grandfather!"

Arriving next to the black coffin, Wang Chaling shouted and randomly jumped into the ghost coffin. The coffin lid that was overturned on the side also closed automatically.
To be continued...