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Chapter 24 Entering the coffin(1/2)

Chapter 24 Entering the Coffin

Author: Xiaoqiao Manyue

Chapter 24 Entering the Coffin

The black and white old man took a step forward, stretched out his hands forward, and clenched them, as if he was pulling something.

Bang~!

It was the sound of the bamboo chair being touched.

The old man's face was ferocious, completely devoid of the kind look that Wang Chaling saw through the manufactured body.

The same was true for Granny Meng, her eyes were vicious, as if she had tempered a knife, and she looked straight at Wang Chaling, as if she wanted to cut Wang Chaling into pieces with a thousand knives.

In an instant, the old man's expression calmed down, he turned towards Granny Meng and pounced on her fiercely.

Tear~!

Wang Chaling seemed to hear such a sound, like a scroll being forcibly torn apart.

This is also true.

A crack across the sky and the earth was forcibly torn out by the Wang family generation. The scene in front of them continued to dissipate. Some ashes like burning paper continued to fall from the sky and were destroyed.

Wang Chaling found himself in an ancestral hall again. At the feet of the dead souls of the Wang family, there was a painting that had been torn in half and was being annihilated at an extremely fast speed.

A corpse with arms covered in bruises and a face with a bitter look lay quietly at the feet of the dead soul.

Ghost painting?

No, it's not. If it were a real ghost painting, this supernatural place would have been destroyed long ago. Then Wang Chaling could still come to capture the ghosts.

Even if the ghost painting incident is missing the most important thing, it can still wander outside for so many years. Even if there is a reason why the top old man is unwilling to take action, it can also prove that the ghost painting is indeed extremely terrifying.

This magical place cannot be stopped.

Not only are the paintings here not ghost paintings, they may have been processed by some means to isolate the perception of ghost painting events from the outside world.

Wang Chaling glanced at the wall in front of him. There were more than ten paintings hanging on it. They were basically traditional ink paintings, and they basically depicted scenes in the ghost village.

Ancestral halls, residences, ponds, stone bridges, mass graves... there are as few as two, as many as three or even a dozen figures inside.

Wang Chaling knew that the characters in it were all powerful ghosts, and they used paintings to restrict ghosts and imitate the use of ghost paintings.

To a certain extent, one of the most valuable things in the entire ghost village is probably these paintings.

The first is the method of isolating ghost paintings. This alone can attract the attention of many ghost controllers.

Furthermore, each painting not only contains many evil ghosts, but it can also be used to imprison evil ghosts and use ghosts to restrain ghosts.

As long as its internal balance is not broken, it can be maintained for a long time and can even be used against the enemy at certain times.

"Originally, I was quite curious about what Zhang Xianguang was looking for here, but now I understand."

Taoyuan plan.

The most important thing is whether the ghost painting is controllable. The ghost painting is in an uncontrollable state and can force people into it.

That would not be a Taoyuan plan to avoid supernatural beings, but a massacre plan to kill people on a large scale.

But now is not the time to think about this. Wang Chaling fixed his gaze on the last painting on the right.

In the painting, there is a coffin, a brazier, and three people kneeling beside the brazier. One of them is in a suit and leather shoes and wearing glasses.

"Want me to die?"

Wang Chaling looked at the person in the painting, sneered, strode forward, put on the gold-woven gloves, and took down the painting directly.

Ashes are spreading.

After the painting was taken down, large areas of ashes centered on the painting and began to spread to the surroundings.

The cyan light ripples, easily isolating the ashes trying to get close to itself. After all, it is just an imitation.

Although some functions are similar to ghost paintings, which can imprison evil ghosts inside paintings, they do not have the ability of ghost paintings to suppress ghost realms.

The cyan light continued to extend and disappeared directly into the painting. Wang Chaling carried four dead souls and disappeared into the painting together.

It is still an ancestral temple.

It's just that this time the coffin lid is still on the black coffin, but it has not been closed, and there is still no body in the black coffin.

Beside the brazier next to the black coffin, the two corpses were still guarding there, but they were no longer the two foreigners.

Instead, there were two middle-aged people wearing Republican costumes, a man and a woman, standing by the brazier, throwing things in their hands into the brazier from time to time.

It's just that the portrait of Wang Chaling I saw before has no counterpart here.

"Old Li's strength is limited, so it's not like he can make it look like this. The corpse wandering around should be in this painting."

"Find the body and put it in the black coffin. Mr. Li's method should be effective and the loss of control should be resolved."

Even so, Wang Chaling still used two answers in succession because he was not sure whether his idea was right.

A supernatural place that is artificially out of control is different from a supernatural place that is constantly resurrected and invades reality. In the latter, the ghosts have recovered to a certain extent and the methods left by the residents have become ineffective. In the former, they were simply invaded by outsiders, causing some of the methods to become ineffective.

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Later, if people wanted to temporarily control the supernatural land, they only needed to find the point where the balance was destroyed and find a way to restore it.

But generally speaking, reality cannot be exactly like what is recorded in the Wang family's books.

"No matter what, find the body first!"

Wang Chaling took out a white ghost candle. The white ghost candle that others avoided was far more useful to him than the red ghost candle.

Many supernatural events are not unsolvable, but the source of the evil ghost cannot be found. The hidden abilities of many evil ghosts are not necessarily directly proportional to their own terror.

If it were in an outside ghost village, Wang Chaling would not light the white ghost candle, which would attract a large number of evil ghosts and increase his workload for no reason.

But this imitation of supernatural portraits does not have this problem. Although the space in each painting is unstable, it can still isolate the spread of the white ghost candle's light.

After lighting the ghost candle and placing it at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Wang Chaling retreated to the interior of the ancestral hall and observed the changes at the entrance.

First minute.

There are no changes, the special things in the temple are very quiet, and there is nothing out of control.

"The internal balance is still maintained, ensuring that the evil ghosts will not act and the white ghost candle cannot attract them."

This scene was what Wang Chaling expected. After all, the white ghost candle only attracts ghosts, and does not "excite" evil ghosts.

If the evil ghost who was artificially arranged to be in balance was attracted away so easily, then the method would be meaningless.

At the third minute, the white ghost candle was still burning. One white ghost candle persisted for a long time, and there was still no change.

…………

Ten minutes.

Woo...woo...woo...

A familiar whine sounded in Wang Chaling's ears, and Li Gui's consciousness changed after being suppressed, and Wang Chaling forcibly suppressed him again.

The strange and indifferent voice seemed to echo around Wang Chaling, but he did not take action, but looked outside the door.

The cold candlelight seemed to be affected by something, and the weak flame kept swaying, as if it would go out at any time.

Phew~!

Wang Chaling clearly heard such a sound, as if an invisible person was blowing a ghost candle.

The weak flames failed to last for a few seconds, and thick darkness instantly invaded the area.

The green ghost realm isolates a space, but darkness still exists. Wang Chaling hides in the space surrounded by her mother and grandma to prevent sudden attacks by evil spirits.

"Grandpa, father, help me find the evil ghosts wandering around." Wang Chaling could practice at will on the previous supernatural events.

But in this place, which may be the core of the loss of control, he did not intend to take risks and use his own abilities to test the ghost.

The old man and the middle-aged man, all in black and white, walked into the darkness with expressionless faces, looking for the ghost that caused the supernatural.

Even if his eyes were temporarily affected by supernatural powers, the rich darkness still blocked Wang Chaling's probing eyes, and the area he could see was only the size of his ghost domain.

"The ghost realm cannot expand its scope, which will reduce its intensity."

In the cyan world, the wisps of black mist look out of place, which is a sign that the ghost realm has been invaded.

"Um?"

Wang Chaling's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked in one direction. The blue ghost realm was being torn apart, and the stinking black water kept pouring in.

A terrifying figure strolled out. He was tall and burly, and a rotten smell spread with him.

"Can even the curse of the Wang family be reproduced? No, no, it's just an appearance. Just like painting, earth, fire, and water, each has some of its original supernatural characteristics, but they are far inferior."

Looking at the four black and white dead souls behind the tall figure, Wang Chaling looked shocked at first, and then figured it out.

Recreating the supernatural is not a clever method. Luo Qian and Meng Xiaodong have all been reproduced. Although the Wang family curse is special, it cannot escape the scope of the supernatural.

"Just in time, Grandpa and the others don't have to search for it slowly. The body will appear on its own initiative, and then they will be locked up directly."

A wisp of flame appeared at Wang Chaling's fingertips. He flicked it and threw it into the stinking water that was about to spread to his feet.
To be continued...
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