In the thick darkness, a gust of wind blew through, bringing a bit of desolation.

At the entrance of Fengmen Village, red light flashed, and Shen Lin's seven orifices were bleeding.

No! Not only the Qiqiao, but also the strong ghost's erosion was unparalleled. Even with the protection of the ghost pawnshop, he was greatly affected.

Blood was dripping from every pore on his body.

The degree of physical recovery was not enough. Shen Lin's body was more like a corpse and his pain was not strong.

But what he saw in front of him made his eyes burst with tears.

For five minutes, the ghost mother's golden coffin was opened for a full five minutes, but nothing happened around it. Not to mention the road to the outside world, not even a hair changed.

Shen Lin's heart was gradually occupied by gloom, and bad feelings came one after another.

Finally, when the sixth minute came and there was still no movement around, Shen Lin used his hands to close the golden coffin.

At that moment, Shen Lin's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

God always likes to play tricks on him when he is full of hope.

He survived one disaster after another, almost died once, and got the bone pen at the last moment. He thought everything was over, but he created this situation at the last minute.

The key of the Ghost Mother has completely lost its effect.

Perhaps the balance in Fengmen Village has been completely broken. The resurrection of half of the corpses indicates that the ghost realm here has entered a deeper stage. The ghost mother's current ability is not enough to affect this place.

Or maybe it was the special ability of some evil ghost in the village that blocked all of this.

Shen Lin's eyes fell into dead silence.

This suspicion is very reasonable. If the suppressed half-zombie can seal off the entire Fengmen Village with his ability, then no one knows how far the resurrected half-zombie can go.

Everything reached a deadlock again.

This feeling is like when you step on a dead end road, and when you find a path of hope and walk on it with everything in mind, you find that it is still a dead end road at the end.

Despair is not terrible.

It’s terrible to have so many hopes, but to have them stifled one by one.

This is how Shen Lin feels now.

Everything about him is a joke in front of Fengmen Village.

Big joke.

On the side, Zhao Ziliang watched Shen Lin open the coffin for a long time and then close it again, and his heart skipped a beat.

He had a bad premonition.

There is no fool who can control ghosts to this point. If you don’t know what this situation means, then you might as well feed the evil ghosts.

"Can't get out?"

Zhao Ziliang asked cautiously. He was even full of hope. He very much hoped that Shen Lin would give him a more tortuous answer.

Even if there is an accident, it is very troublesome and needs to be solved.

As long as the problem can be solved, it's not a problem.

At night, Shen Lin withdrew all the shrouded red light, and mechanically turned his head in the bleak cold wind. His eyes were silent, and he did not respond.

No response is also a response.

Zhao Ziliang understood. Fear and despair made him collapse to the ground. The wound that was barely connected by the ghost skin burst open again, and a large amount of blood spurted out, but he seemed to ignore it.

Unable to get out, they were trapped here, like lambs trapped in a wolf pen. They had no other way out except waiting to die.

"Is there any other way?" Zhao Ziliang asked in a hoarse voice.

Shen Lin also collapsed on the ground. His spirit had reached a certain limit and he was very tired.

When he heard Zhao Ziliang's question, he didn't even look back, he just shook his head.

There really is no way, they can't even figure out what the situation is now.

Either the ability of a certain evil ghost has affected the ghost mother.

Either the resurrection of half of the corpse caused changes in the level of the ghost realm in Fengmen Village.

Either way is not a good thing.

There are three ways to get out now.

First, kill the ghosts here, especially the half-zombie. Banning the half-zombie means that the deep-level ghost realm in Fengmen Village will disappear. Although other ghosts will be released, you can still get out.

Just think about this kind of plan, maybe even dare to think about it.

As someone who could kill half of the corpses at this stage, Shen Lin could only think of Mr. Qin from the headquarters. The old man who caught up with the last train of the Republic of China might be able to give it a try.

Others, whether it is Ye Zhen or Xiao Yang, will most likely kneel down when they come.

Second, to break through the deep ghost realm here, it is initially estimated that there are at least five or even six levels of ghost realm. Wanting to reach this level in a short period of time is also a fantasy.

Third, if they get lucky, there may be rescuers from the outside who tear open the ghost domain and let them out. This probability is about the same as Mars hitting the earth, just think about it.

In other words, there is no other way, and even a good death is a luxury for them now.

The only difference is whether you die early or late.

Silence is tonight's Fengmen Village.

Zhao Ziliang stopped talking, his eyes were full of deathly silence, and his heart was filled with despair. He simply gave up everything and slumped to the ground, as if he was waiting for death.

Shen Lin's eyes were still silent, and the nerves in his brain were surging fiercely, as if something crazy was brewing.

We have come to this point, we have finally reached this point, we have narrowly escaped death and we have reached this point.

Is he really going to give up?

No! He can't give up, he can't give up!

Shen Lin's barely recovered eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes.

Due to the incoordination and uncontrollability of the limbs, the bloodshot threads became more and more numerous, eventually turning his eyes completely red.

That's the color of blood.

At that moment, Shen Lin looked at everything around him, full of madness.

This madman is thinking of all the ways to break the situation, even if there is even a ten thousandth chance.

The ghost pawnshop once promised him a chance to control a second ghost, and Shen Lin is now trying to seize this opportunity.

If he controls the second ghost, relying on the superimposed abilities of the two ghosts, he has some hope of escaping.

Just hope is enough, and any hope in despair is precious.

He couldn't afford to wait for the opportunity provided by the ghost pawnshop, so now he had to create his own opportunity.

But what to do? How to control it?

Different ghosts have different methods in the hands of different ghost masters, and different people control the second ghost in different ways.

This driving mode basically relies on luck, and only one person in a hundred can survive.

As strong as Xiao Yang, he didn't have any ideas for controlling the second ghost. In the end, he got some opportunities in the deal with the human skin paper.

Shen Lin is self-aware. He doesn't have any capital. How could he be able to control the second ghost out of thin air? It's not as simple as saying. If it were that easy, he would have successfully controlled it long ago.

This not only tests the willpower and luck of the ghost master.

It also depends on the compatibility between the two ghosts. He needs to find the balance point in the constant confrontation between the two ghosts, so that they can be like a stable balance with almost equal weights on both ends.

The probability of this is very low, and it is almost impossible to succeed. There are only a few ghost masters who can control two ghosts in the middle and late stages of recovery.

Shen Lin was thinking, he was thinking about everything about himself, and he wanted to find that glimmer of opportunity.

Suddenly, a cold wind seemed to blow through, and the calm entrance to Fengmen Village became turbulent again. Shen Lin seemed to feel something and was about to turn around.

Zhao Ziliang was faster than him. The moment Shen Lin was about to leave, he roared angrily.

"Shen Lin, behind!"

A pair of withered hands gently went around Shen Lin's neck, and wrapped his arms around Shen Lin like a hug.

Shen Lin clearly felt something appear above his head, it seemed to be a head.

It's cold and biting, but there's no fear.

Shen Lin had made all preparations, but it was a desperate situation, and no amount of fear would help.

His chances of survival were slim. From now on, every step he took was on the verge of life and death. He had no time to be afraid.

The necrosis of his body made Shen Lin unable to feel the approaching ghost, let alone the other person's embrace.

At the moment when his hands were about to close together, red light flashed on the spot, and Shen Lin's hands were like two iron ropes, holding the opponent's hands to death and preventing them from joining together.

Shen Lin was very calm, surprisingly calm.

Hands, this means that the evil ghost that appeared in front of him is at least not the half corpse, but may be one of the evil ghosts that was suppressed in the entire Fengmen Village.

The ghost pawnshop didn't warn him, which meant he had room for maneuver.
To be continued...