Author: golden box

Liang Xingyang glanced at the time on his watch: "I still have five hours before six o'clock in the evening."

Perhaps, these five hours will be the last time he has at his disposal.

Time is precious. He cannot spend this time worrying about other things. He must seize 90% of the supernatural powers in the conscious world in the only time available so that the future plan can start smoothly.

If the plan fails, he will completely disappear from this world. Even if the plan succeeds, he will have to face Zhang Dong in the ancient house and meet new challenges.

He had no way of knowing whether he could succeed or what surprises might occur along the way. He could only do his best to make the plan unfold smoothly.

Under the dark eyes of his slightly illusory future self, he slowly said: "Amidst the decay of the world, there will always be a new round of vitality hidden."

"So, I will find that glimmer of hope."

Liang Xingyang's eyes were also dark and deep, staring at the dead city like an abyss, and his tone was extremely firm.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky became darker.

High in the sky, the haze shrouding the city began to expand crazily and has spread to other cities.

The endless haze is like a thick dark cloud, starting from Dazhou City and spreading in all directions. Wherever it passes, the light is extinguished and the world falls into darkness.

He did not try to seize cities one by one, but declared the death of this fictional world with a forceful expansion gesture.

The haze covers the sky and the sun.

call……

"Wow quack..."

As a strange and penetrating cry sounded in the hazy city, it seemed as if the world was silent for a moment. The strange sound seemed to ignore the distance and the obstruction of the haze, and directly reached Liang Xingyang's ears.

The birth of the first ghost baby seemed to awaken the vicious curse in the haze, and the second and third voices immediately sounded in the hazy city.

Soon, the strange and intrusive crying became extremely noisy.

"In the evil world of five turbidities, evil ghosts revive."

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, looking towards the source of a certain sound.

It was an inconspicuous narrow street.

With the help of his ubiquitous sight in the haze, he peeked at everything that was happening in this place.

On this abandoned street, a strange figure was wandering. It was a male corpse. His body was cold, covered with corpse spots, and exuded a strong corpse odor. At this time, the corpse was walking heavily

Walking stiffly on the streets.

Obviously, this is a ghost with the ability to wander. If it were left outside, it would be defined as at least a Class B supernatural event.

But soon, strange scenes began to happen.

The wandering male corpse was eroded by the ubiquitous haze, and his belly began to swell rapidly. In just a few seconds, it became larger than the pregnant woman, and a palm-sized baby was born under the already stretched belly.

baby.

The evil curse contained in the haze is constantly corroding this ghost, forcibly taking away the ghost's supernatural power and supporting the growth of the ghost baby.

The ghost baby in the belly of the corpse grew rapidly, from the size of a palm to that of a three-year-old child.

The ghost that had all its supernatural powers turned into an ordinary corpse collapsed and quickly rotted into a ball of rotten flesh.

"Wow quack..."

After seizing all the supernatural beings, the ghost baby covered in green and black squirmed under the belly of the corpse. With a slash of his sharp nails, he directly tore the belly open and came out, making his first sound to the world.

A ghost baby that grows up in this way is equivalent to eating a ghost when it is born. It jumps directly from the first stage to the fourth stage and cannot be killed like a real ghost.

After the revived ghost baby screamed, there was no extra movement. The dark eyes did not feel cold and dead, but revealed a sense of wisdom. Relying on the memory instructions left behind, it climbed into the haze without stopping for a moment.

Deep down, I left here with the help of ghosts.

This terrifying scene also happens to every ghost driver. The longer they stay in the haze and ghosts, the more serious the haze reproduction curse will be and it will only be a matter of time before the ghosts they control are plundered.

Liang Xingyang calmly withdrew his gaze and thought to himself: "This is the real starving ghost with no solution."

Countless ghost babies were constantly gathering according to the memory instructions, coming to his side, turning into waves of haze and pouring into his body.

The supernatural beings in many cities have disappeared.

He is also using the curse of haze reproduction to become powerful again in a strange and vicious form.

As time goes by, one hour, two hours, more and more cities are shrouded in haze, and the supernatural traces of the fictional world are lost faster and faster, 10%, 20%, 30%... 90%.

Soon, an indescribable supernatural phenomenon occurred.

Liang Xingyang felt that he was faintly out of control, his body was becoming irreversibly dim and illusory, and the illusory world in his eyes began to collapse and dissipate.

Maybe it's because it has exceeded the limit of what the world can bear, or maybe it's because all the threads tied to it have been cut off.

Like Wang Chaling before him, he saw the outline of the ancient house, saw Zhang Dong standing in the hall and waving his hands, covered in corpse spots and wrinkles, and also saw two blurry shadows cast by the faint light from the patio.

However, he appeared in the ancient house as a pale brown figure appearing next to a curled up mummy. The figure was illusory and unreal.

However, a new supernatural power invaded the ancient house and triggered a terrifying murder pattern in an instant.

Zhang Dong's stiff head suddenly turned towards him, and his palms covered with corpses were waved again and again, causing the horror of eradicating the supernatural to fall on him.

Liang Xingyang was horrified. Before he could react, the blue-black haze covering his body had already disappeared, and even his body became slightly stiff.

But the suppression of erasure was not as terrible as he imagined. The starving ghost did not fall into a deep sleep, and the haze was floating, resisting Zhang Dong's erasure.

Liang Xingyang's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly became excited: "The starving ghost has eaten 90% of the supernatural beings in the fictional world, reaching an unprecedented limit. It is as terrifying as a hole and cannot be suppressed."

At present, he cannot be said to have mastered this fictitious curse. He has only taken away 90% of the supernatural beings as a starving ghost.

If the plan is not implemented and the mirror ghost replacement mechanism is maintained, then as time goes by and the erosion of the mirror ghost's instinct cannot be alleviated, he will gradually lose his emotions as a living person and become a new mirror ghost consciousness.

The consequences of undoing the replacement are also very serious. The curse will turn against the guest and control the mirror ghost to resurrect, creating unsolvable supernatural events in the outside world.

So after a brief mood swing, he still clearly understood what he had to do.

"I don't have much time. It's time for me to get ready. In order to avoid accidents, Wang Chaling and the ghosts who were previously pulled into the world must be eliminated before the plan is carried out."

Liang Xingyang thought for a moment and then started to take action.

He no longer resisted Zhang Dong's erasure, turned around and returned to the fictional world in the consciousness of the curled-up mummy, stuffed dozens of real ghosts into the supernatural bus, and then moved the bus out.

As soon as the supernatural bus appeared in the lobby of the ancient house, it immediately attracted Zhang Dong's attention, and the terrifying curse of erasing the supernatural was shared and transferred.

Taking advantage of this time gap, he moved Wang Chaling and the first and second generations of the Wang family out, and used the patio to send them out of the ancient house.

Liang Xingyang took out the ghost mirror used to imprison ghosts such as ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and paintings, stuffed it into Wang Chaling's hand, and ordered: "After you get out, use a gold container to imprison the mirror."

Once his plan fails, the ghost mirrors derived from it are likely to disappear, and ghosts such as Gui Cha, Gui Hua and others will no longer be able to be blocked. Negligence may lead to negative consequences.

"good!"

Wang Chaling was stunned for a moment, then nodded and put away the cold ghost mirror, without struggling to shift the ghostly haze.

The next second, a thick haze erupted from the patio like a chimney.

After the blue-black haze dissipated, Wang Chaling's figure appeared on the roof out of thin air. He saw Yang Jian and Liang Wensong, and his eyes rested on Liang Wensong in surprise, who looked like he was drawn with oil paints.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and asked: "Tell me all the information you know!"

Wang Chaling breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly.

Originally, he had no intention of concealing the situation, but he didn't know much, so he asked: "Did you bring any gold containers? I need to hold a mirror."

"give it to me."

Yang Jian frowned and took the ghost mirror. The water of the ghost lake flowed out from under his feet. A pale and cold arm stretched out of the water and handed a golden box to his hand.

The ghost mirror was thrown into a box and imprisoned.

Liang Wensong narrowed his eyes and said: "Even the important ghosts were handed over to us for safekeeping. It is obvious that a situation has arisen that even he cannot control. But the only person who came out didn't know anything, and we can't help."

Wang Chaling smiled slightly and said, "Maybe you can ask him personally."

After saying that, he looked towards the patio.

In the ancient house, Liang Xingyang's figure disappeared without knowing when.

There was only a huddled mummy left on the old floor tiles near the patio. After the horrific erasure, there were no more supernatural phenomena.

Yang Jian thought for a moment, took out the human skin paper from his pocket and asked, "Tell me if he can come out of the ancient house alive."

Soon, writing appeared on the human skin: "My name is Yang Jian, and I am already dead when you see this sentence... I have experienced many dangerous events with Liang Xingyang, but what I don't know is,

The danger this time is greater than all previous incidents combined.”

"If God can give me another chance, I will definitely prevent him from harnessing the curse of fictional supernatural beings, because at 6:10 in the evening, he died in the ancient house."

Um?

Yang Jian's pupils shrank and he stared at the death prediction on the paper.

Judging from Liang Xingyang's performance in sending the ghost mirror, the other party is not confident that he can successfully control the curse and survive. The purpose of sending the ghost mirror is to arrange funeral arrangements and prevent the imprisoned evil ghost from escaping.

"Tell me the solution."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and asked indifferently.
To be continued...