Chapter 254 Ghost Crow

"It's really him."

Tang Long himself just had the attitude of giving it a try. If it didn't work, he would think of other methods. Unexpectedly, he succeeded all of a sudden.

He just saw the skeleton chair that would automatically follow the strongest supernatural being nearby. He remembered that Zhen Zhangdong was sitting on this chair in the first place. He distinguished the real Zhang Dong from the fake one. After putting the real Zhang Dong into the coffin, he started to follow Brother Li. During this period, the only personnel change was the unlucky guy who was attacked.

Why was that guy attacked at that point? Is it possible that if he didn't exit at that time, the skull chair would follow him later?

Naturally, the supernatural power he possessed could not be higher than that of Li Qingzhi, but Tang Long had not summoned Li Qingzhi at that time. In other words... this person may have thought that his supernatural power would be higher than that of Tang Long, so he had to leave early to avoid the danger. His identity was exposed by the chair.

After that, this guy used the identity of the corpse to hide in Zhang Youhong's grave, thinking that it was safe, but he didn't expect that Tang Long ordered him to dig it out, so he could only continue to pretend to be a dead corpse.

Thinking about it, when he was kicked back into the grave, he must have been secretly rejoicing that he had not been discovered.

Of course, all this might be a coincidence, and the unlucky guy just happened to be standing at the back and was the first to be targeted by the evil ghost. So Tang Long just made one attempt, because he did ignore the dead guy at first.

However, the attempt was successful, whether it was a coincidence or luck. In the supernatural circle of consequentialism, the process is not important, and the living person is the truth.

Of course Luo Qian also understood this truth and nodded slightly: "Although it is a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, you can still pass the test."

This calculation shows that he did not embarrass Tang Long too much for the sake of his former comrades. After all, time only has one stick of incense, and it is unrealistic to set any test that is too difficult. The other six elders all trust this young man. If so, it shouldn't be a big problem.

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on the mirror on Tang Long's chest. The mirror was already cracked. Of course, it would not be intact immediately after being touched by Luo Qian's palm. He could only bury people, but not save them or repair anything. thing.

After Luo Qian's palm touched it, the cracks in the mirror were filled with dark soil, including the heads of the five ghosts. Their eyes, ears, mouths, noses, and faces were all covered with this kind of grave soil. .

"I didn't expect that someone in this world could actually make the Five Ghost Clothes, using the ghosts I once buried."

He sighed: "This mirror of yours must be copying my supernatural power. Now I have helped you and completely destroyed this clothes."

"From now on, the mirror has lost its ability to copy and illuminate supernatural beings, because the perceptions of these five ghosts have been blocked by me, and the protective ability of the clothes will be reduced before the soil completely falls off."

"The good thing is that you can use 60% of my grave soil ability for a long time without having to worry about the backlash and resurrection of Wuguiyi."

Luo Qian did not improve Tang Long's natural abilities like the other Seven Elders. Perhaps as he said, he was not good at anything other than burying people.

So he directly gave the supernatural power of the grave soil to Tang Long, simple and direct, just like Luo Qian's life, in the end there was only a table, a wooden bed, and an enamel jar.

"Thank you, senior." Tang Long expressed his gratitude gratefully. With this hand, he could do more things during the national war.

"You deserve it." Luo Qian said, picking up the guy who was nailed to the coffin, his eyes moved slightly, "It's interesting. Normally, ghost controllers are humans. I didn't expect that there are animals. Now The young people are really amazing."

"animal?"

Speaking of animal ghost controllers, Tang Long's first reaction was ghost dreams. Yang Jian's father, Yang Xiaotian, was indeed amazing and talented. He came up with a way to use dogs to control ghosts, and then use the dog's loyalty to serve its owner.

But the guy in front of him is obviously a human being, why would Luo Qian say this?

"You've already told me, why don't you show up?" Luo Qian snorted coldly, and with a hard squeeze, the terrifying grave soil immediately spread up his body.

The next second, the corpse twitched again, the whites of its eyes rolled up, the lower jaw fell off, and a dark bird head actually emerged from his mouth.

Tang Long thought that the inner ghost might have been lurking on the bus a few months ago, waiting to plot against him. Unexpectedly, the human appearance was just an occupied body, and the real body was actually a parasitic bird in its belly. ...No, crow.

"Ghost Crow!" Tang Long was extremely surprised and couldn't help but recall the ghost feast material.

"Ahhhh——!"

The crow hadn't even completely emerged from the Ghost Controller's mouth before it let out a series of shrill screams. This strange crow was so soul-stirring that for a moment everyone's eyesight went dark, their energy and blood surged, and their brains went blank. Talking about the body, not even the supernatural beings in the body can control it.

With this hand alone, its level of terror is definitely not low.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the ghost crow split into two and became four in an instant, turning into a flock of birds and fleeing in all directions.

"The buried person can't escape, so can a bird do it?" Luo Qian snorted coldly and stretched out his hand.

In an instant, the surging grave soil covered the sky, and as many scattered crows as there were, they were buried deeply. Finally, the body of the ghost crow was turned into a small grave.

Luo Qian obviously didn't want the graves of other ghosts to appear in the graveyard of himself and his teammates, so he specially buried it very close to the edge of the ghost forest.

"Then what..." Tang Long was a little helpless, "Mr. Luo, I still have use for this ghost."

The people and ghosts who were completely buried in the grave soil could not be saved even by restarting the scope, so he tried to get Luo Qian to do a favor and dig out the ghost crows for him.

"Look, Lao Luo, Li brother and Zhang Youhong are so familiar with me, so just help this junior and put that thing in jail for me."

"Old Luo...Old Luo?" Luo Qian looked at Luo Wensong with a strange expression, as if he wanted to laugh, but in the end he had to show off as a master and held back.

"Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other. The same is true for supernatural beings, and the same is true for my grave. If you can find a way, it will not be difficult to dig out that thing."

"How to restrain the grave soil..." Tang Long's head turned quickly, "That shovel?"

"Yes, the reaction is very fast." Luo Qian nodded, "My shovel is the only thing in the world that can dig up grave soil without disturbing the evil spirits inside. As long as you find it back, you can naturally dig out this A crow.”

"Junior understands." Tang Long was a little helpless. It seemed that Mr. Luo's test was far from over.

"By the way, I have one more thing I would like to ask you." Tang Long asked again, "You probably didn't sense the supernatural power of time from this crow."

This crow doesn't look too smart, and may be very scary. After all, it is an animal ghost controller like Guimeng. It can be said that it can weave time back and forth... Not to mention whether it has that ability or the IQ. is the key.

"No." Sure enough, Luo Qian shook his head, "What I am least good at dealing with is the time-based ghosts, because I can only bury the present and cannot do anything about the past and the future."

The implication is that this ghost crow that was easily buried was not the guy who spun time to attack Tang Long and others, but another chess piece hidden in the dark, ready to attack Tang Long at any time.

"Gan, how many masters are there in this ghost ancient mansion?" Tang Long frowned. It seemed that he was not the only one who realized the importance of Dongtian Emperor.

"Okay, I don't have much time." Luo Qian spoke slowly. He used the grave soil twice in a row and consumed a lot of incense. Now there is only a short piece left. "If you have anything, just ask. Once the time has passed, if you want to ask again, you won’t have the chance.”

"Yes." Tang Long also immediately adjusted his mentality, temporarily leaving the guy who was weaving time behind, and asked his first question.

"I have had two conversations with my master, Mr. Zhang Bohua, and I think that you, Granny Meng, and Mr. Zhang Dong all died a little too early. Why is this?"

"This." Luo Qian nodded slightly, "Because when we were young, we once encountered a powerful ghost with a life-span-reducing curse."

As he spoke, he pointed to the semi-rotted scar on his cheek: "This curse is very terrifying. Even the hole cannot be completely erased, and the ghost scissors cannot cut it. Although we quickly imprisoned the evil ghost, But this curse still invisibly reduces some of our lifespan, preventing us from waiting until the scheduled time of death to prepare everything before we die."

"So that's it." Tang Long couldn't help but frown. The curse of shortening lifespan seems to be the ghost boy in Baishui Town who has this ability, but he doesn't know which ghost it ate to get it.

"Also, when we first entered this ancient house, there were actually two Zhang Dongs. Why?" Seeing that there was not much time, he hurriedly asked the second question.

"Two Zhang Dongs..." Luo Qian sighed, "Even he has inner demons and desires that he can't suppress. If there is anything in this world that makes Zhang Dong feel guilty, then the one is probably Zhang Youhong. , the other one is definitely Meng Xiaodong."

After sighing for a moment, he looked at Tang Long: "Speaking of this matter, I want to ask you, the descendant, if you know what a ghost fetus is."

…

At the same time, on the endless blue sea, among the raging fog, an old, dilapidated ship was sailing silently.

The man standing at the bow of the ship at the helm had a crow on his shoulder. Until not long ago, both parties were communicating in some strange way, but now, the crow fell stiffly on the deck, and for some reason it was covered with rotten stiffness. of soil.

The man who sailed the boat was silent for a moment, then slowly picked up the crow on the deck, suddenly opened his mouth, and stuffed the dead bird's body into his mouth.

“Creak, creak, creak—!”

He obviously doesn't have the kind of supernatural power that a hungry ghost can freely use as long as he swallows the supernatural beings. The reason why he eats this corpse is just because he wants to eat it.

Amidst the creepy chewing sounds, the figure returned to its position at the helm of the ship, its mouth bulging, and a stiff, mud-covered bird leg still exposed.

For some reason, when he raised his head, a ray of sunlight suddenly broke through the thick fog and shone on the face of this figure.

That's Tang Long's face...

6000 words dedicated~ I’ve been really busy these days, maybe I’ll update it tomorrow depending on the situation~