Chapter 256 Digging for Mourning Clothes

"Well..." Hearing Tang Long's answer, Luo Qian nodded, "Although you are not experienced enough, your personality is very similar to his. You are indeed the successor chosen by Chen Ge."

"The last question." Tang Long took the time to say, "Chen Ge's ghost employees all have self-awareness. You should also know this, but it's fine that the ghosts in this world don't have self-awareness. After all, they were born in the black mist. It’s normal for products to not have intelligence due to the erosion of despair, but why do they have a killing pattern?”

"As you said, Li Gui was born from the despair of the black mist, but don't forget that this world is guarded by the Winged Whale. Although under the influence of time, the Winged Whale has become increasingly unable to support itself. But it still strives to add restrictions to every evil ghost who finds a loophole and comes to this world, and that is the killing rule."

Luo Qian replied: "This is Chen Ge's guess. It is impossible to directly ban all killer winged whales from all ghosts, but giving them killing rules and leaving a glimmer of hope for mankind is also the winged whale...or that The last thing a tender woman can do."

"Like this."

Tang Long was shocked, but Luo Qian continued: "Of course, the more terrifying the ghost, the less affected it will be. Therefore, many ghosts with a high enough level of terror have random killing rules, and a very small number of them can still kill in the dark." It’s even more difficult to maintain a sane existence in the fog.”

"Of course... in the end we achieved a temporary victory and suppressed all the supernatural beings. But now, the situation seems to be even more collapsed."

"Don't worry, although my situation is a little worse, at least the country is still peaceful."

Tang Long was not bragging. Many supernatural beings that could cause catastrophes had been solved by him in advance. Ghost paintings, ghost paintings and wishing on ghost lakes had not caused much trouble, so the beginning was not enough. When he was skilled, he caused the starving ghosts to cause relatively large disasters.

He even trained many talented people who were not in the original work, and restored the functions of the ghost post office in advance. Therefore, now the events that Tang Long encounters are getting more and more difficult, and the entire situation and the situation of ordinary people are much better than in the original work.

The ghost controllers around them all had unclear and serious expressions on their faces. There were too many things involved in the conversation between the two of them. The words "Black Mist Island Winged Whale Fetus" were all terms they could not understand at all.

Moreover, the group of people present did not understand saving the world and ending the supernatural era. They were more concerned about how to survive.

Hearing Tang Long's words, Luo Qian's old face was slightly relieved. His body was slowly dissipating, and the fragrance time had run out: "Get my body back quickly, and then let my old bones , but also for my former companions, and to do my best for this world."

"must."

Hearing Tang Long's answer, the corners of Luo Qian's mouth raised slightly, revealing what was considered to be the only smile since his appearance, and it completely disappeared.

Tang Long silently looked at the place where Luo Qian disappeared, and then said after a few seconds: "Let's go to the ghost forest."

Although he knew a lot of information in an instant and was temporarily confused, he quickly adjusted his mentality and focused all his attention on the ancient house for seven days, especially since the guy who was secretly weaving time was still there, so he had to guard against it.

Although the ghost masters are still a little confused, at least one thing they can understand is that the supernatural powers displayed by Luo Qian and Tang Long are too terrifying and cannot be resisted by their own group, so... Mr. Tang said what to say Just do it.

After leaving the cemetery with two bowls of white rice, everyone returned to the ghost forest, and then bumped into the black and white impermanence wandering there.

"You two are really haunted." Tang Long moved his neck.

If Black and White Wuchang had the consciousness of a living person, he would probably want to cry right now. The one he meows is clearly lingering, right? Even if he hangs himself back and forth twice, we still have to chase after him when we enter the ghost forest.

"But I came just in time." The other ghost controllers were facing a formidable enemy, but Tang Long laughed instead, "I just have a new ability that I want to try."

The black and white impermanence had just prepared to merge, when a large amount of rancid and black grave soil had already gushed out of the eight-tatami mirror that was filled with soil. Although it was not as overwhelming as Luo Qian's, the 60% tomb soil already had an unrivaled force. No matter whether they were combined or separated, these two guys could not escape such a large area of ​​coverage, and were instantly enveloped and suppressed.

Soon, another lonely small grave was erected in the ghost forest. Poor Black and White Wuchang had just escaped from the trap, and now he didn't know how long he would be buried.

All the ghost masters were trembling with fear. They thought the old man who appeared just now was so terrifying. Now that Tang Long was using the grave soil, there was no need to give up too much. Anyway, if they were entangled, there was no possibility of resistance. It means death in one second, a box in two seconds... no, a grave in two seconds.

"Let's do it." Tang Long used the trickster to get a shovel for each person, "Dig along the trees. There is a corpse under every tree. No, it should be said to be a ghost."

"Some ghosts will wear white mourning clothes. If you get that, you can avoid many supernatural attacks. I said that it is very dangerous in the front, because when you dig out the ghosts, you may be attacked, but I will try my best to protect you. Everyone’s.”

"In short...whether you can survive or not depends entirely on your own efforts. Without this filial piety, I can't guarantee that I can withstand hundreds of ghosts gathering on the day of condolence."

As he spoke, he took the lead in shoveling and dug along the roots of an old tree. Of course, Li Yang came over to help without saying a word.

"It's hard work again." Liu San smiled, "But I'm pretty good at it."

Four or five paper figures came out from behind him and followed the main body. In this way, even if a ghost was dug up, the paper figures could be the first to bear the attack.

Zhou Deng and Lin Bei also started to take action. After all, they were both alternate captain-level figures. They were brave and talented people, so they chose to dig alone.

As for Fan Xing's group, they could only dig together as a group. Although it was safer, it reduced the efficiency of the operation, especially who would own the first mourning dress dug out. If there was no negotiation, civil strife would easily occur.

Soon, the sound of shoveling could be heard all around. No one dared to be lazy when it came to their property and life. If Tang Long hadn't been able to produce a shovel, they might have just used their hands to dig.

After a while, Tang Long gained something first because he was the first to take action and Li Yang helped.

"Yes."

He casually took off the pale white mourning clothes from an old corpse, shook it and showed it to everyone: "You see it, this is it."

"This boxy thing is more like a shroud than a mourning dress." Zhou Deng shoveled it down again without hesitation, and laughed loudly, "Oh, I'm pretty lucky too."

As he spoke, he took off the mourning clothes from a corpse that had completely turned into a skeleton.

"This luck is not only good, it's simply explosive."

Tang Long's expression was a little strange. He had discovered it before when he was gambling with that damn dice. A player like Zhou Deng, who rows without an oar and relies solely on waves for his whole life, is simply a miracle of life to survive to this day. In Hong Kong movies Even if he is not a God of Gamblers, he must be a villain gambling master like Qiu Xiaochi and Chen Jincheng.

Shrugging, he couldn't compare with European emperors like Zhou Deng, but Tang Long himself didn't really need mourning clothes. His Five Ghost Clothes had this effect.

So he threw the mourning clothes to Li Yang and said, "Continue."

Seeing that someone had succeeded, the already tired ghost masters gained strength again and waved their shovels desperately.

Suddenly, a ghost controller's heart skipped a beat, his eyes reflected the familiar pale white color, and he said with great joy: "Oh, okay, I got it!"

Afraid that others around him would fight for it, he almost threw himself on the ground to grab the white mourning clothes, grabbed a corner of the clothes and pulled them out.

But the next second...

"Snapped--!"

A cold, stiff hand directly clasped his wrist. The female corpse, which was originally buried under the old tree and even wrapped in tree roots, seemed unable to move, suddenly opened her eyes, with a fierce light in her eyes. !

"help me!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the ghost controller immediately let out a scream.

Tang Long reacted quickly. When he heard this, he immediately threw out the ghost rope from his waist and hung the female body up within a few seconds.

It's a pity that he was still a step too late. The ghosts that could be imprisoned in the ancient house by the Dongtian Emperor were extremely ferocious, and they were definitely not something ordinary ghost controllers could fight against when the ghosts were about to resurrect.

In just a few seconds of physical contact, the ghost master had exhausted all his life, his expression was horrified, and his limbs fell to the ground stiffly.

"Oh, greedy." Lin Bei on the side sighed, "Mr. Tang, I suggest that as long as everyone digs up mourning clothes, you should pick them up, and temporarily give them to you for safekeeping, and finally distribute them uniformly, so as to avoid fighting for them. And internal fighting broke out or they were attacked."

As he said that, he took the initiative to hand over the mourning clothes he had just dug out: "I have the means to save my own life, so I probably won't need these mourning clothes. I'll take the lead first."

"This is a good idea, I agree." Zhou Deng also handed over the mourning clothes. Anyway, he has the mask, so he can join if he can't defeat him.

"That's it." Tang Long nodded, "Everyone, move quickly."

The greedy guy's voice just now seemed to have alerted some kind of existence in the ghost forest. The originally quiet old forest suddenly became windy, and the branches kept swinging, making a rustling sound, as if something was approaching.

In any case, the time for digging is running out, so we must hurry up.

No one objected to Lin Bei's suggestion. Letting Tang Long pick up the mourning clothes could have avoided being attacked, and the character and prestige he had always shown were enough for everyone to trust.

To give an inappropriate example, if this was not a supernatural world but a martial arts world, then Tang Long would be the one who could directly serve as the leader of the martial arts world.

No matter how selfish he is and how he doesn't trust other people, he is still willing to entrust his life to Tang Long at this time.

Because he is trustworthy.

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