Is it possible to use Dai Zhibin to catch fish again?
I'm afraid it won't work, otherwise you won't only catch a lanky ghost on your first fishing trip, and the disappearance of those derivative ghosts may have something to do with the thinking ghost.
"Why the Slender Ghost possesses the supernatural powers of the Thinking Ghost is a question worthy of further study, and the most important thing is that the mummy ghosts derived from the Thinking Ghost suddenly disappeared."
Could it be because the thinking ghost is about to take action?
Thinking like this, a deep gray light emitted from Wen Zhong's body, and his figure disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he had arrived at the car driven by Wang Muyou.
"Huh? Did you fail?" Wang Muyou was not surprised when Wen Zhong suddenly appeared. He just frowned and looked out the window. The black and red haze still enveloped the entire Da'an City.
The gray light faded, and Wen Zhong nodded with an ugly expression: "We have successfully imprisoned that fierce ghost, but it is not the source ghost. To put it simply, I caught a turtle."
"That's really unfortunate." Wang Muyou said.
He stuffed the body bag containing the lanky ghost into the trunk, and he looked at the haze outside the window and fell into deep thought.
The Slender Ghost should have had direct contact with the Thinking Ghost and had conflicts with each other, but the Slender Ghost failed in the end. Instead, it was controlled by the Thinking Ghost and became a puzzle piece for the Thinking Ghost.
This is just a speculation on his part. This supernatural incident has developed into something bizarre now.
Suddenly, he found a black and red palm print on his wrist. A bad premonition came to his mind, and his intuition told him that this palm print was very bad.
He became more and more convinced that the thinking ghost was still hiding, and this palm print was like an abnormal medium, eroding his body all the time.
"Don't go back to the safe house yet, something is wrong." Wen Zhong frowned and looked at his wrist. This palm mark should also be the ability of a powerful ghost controlled by some unlucky ghost controller.
"Where are we going?" Wang Muyou asked: "Would you like to go to the place where I retreated before? Although it is a bit crude, it is better concealed."
"Wait a minute, I'll take a call first."
Suddenly, the wireless walkie-talkie in Wen Zhong's pocket began to vibrate again. When he took it out, he found that the person who contacted him was Ochiai again, as expected. It seemed that he also realized that something was wrong.
"Wen Zhong, what is the situation now? Logically speaking, you have imprisoned the source ghost, so the haze should have dissipated." As soon as the call was connected, Ochiai's somewhat anxious voice came over.
Wen Zhong said: "The thinking ghost is still active. I just imprisoned the slender ghost following it. I'm afraid the real source ghost is still hidden in the dark. It may not be easy to find it."
The thinking ghost has the ability to control its own killing rules. Even if you comply with its killing rules, it can resist killing you.
After thinking about this, Wen Zhong decided to stop his fishing plan. It's no wonder that the fish he fished for for a long time in Liangyi Temple just now were only some small fish and a soft-shell turtle.
"Is that so?" Ochiai was silent for a moment and said, "I have an idea that I can give you for reference."
"Tell me first." Wen Zhong said.
"Do you still remember what happened in the laboratory building? At that time, the laboratory building was invaded by another building. Maybe you didn't pay attention, but the layout of that building was very similar to the Central Building." Ochiai said.
"Professor Ochiai, do you mean that the Thinking Ghost is in the Central Building?" Wen Zhong frowned and said, "Don't forget that we had two meetings there."
What he meant was that if the thinking ghost was really dormant in the Central Building, why would he give up the opportunity to kill them twice? This is absolutely unreasonable, unless...
"It does sound incredible, but don't forget that this is a supernatural event. How can you figure out the thoughts of a powerful ghost? You are not a ghost." Ochiai said slowly.
After a moment of silence, Wen Zhong said: "Professor Ochiai, what else do you know? Please tell me all at once."
"You think too highly of me. These are all I can guess."
Ochiai thought for a while and then said: "You must be careful. The thinking ghost has controlled and spliced so many powerful ghosts. The terror level may be much higher than yours. But don't act impulsively."
The two said some irrelevant words, and then Ochiai disconnected the connection, and Wang Muyou immediately changed direction and drove towards the Central Building.
"Central Building? I didn't expect that after going round and round, I ended up back where I started." Wen Zhong said with a self-deprecating smile. He still remembered that He Youxu died in this Central Building.
So this time, will he be the one who dies?
Suddenly, Wang Muyou felt that something was not right around him. The road ahead seemed to become darker, and the black-red haze began to gather like mercury.
At this moment, a black-red haze suddenly enveloped the entire car and invaded the car, almost eroding the three of them.
An arm covered with corpse spots and sores, and exuding a strong smell of corpse and blood, suddenly stretched out from the black-red haze and directly pinched Wen Zhong's wrist holding the guillotine.
Thick, cold, and a strange force came. Wen Zhong's body even leaned forward involuntarily, and this palm seemed to pull him into this black-red haze.
"Are you kidding me!" Wang Muyou roared, and the Laughing Ghost's supernatural protection was instantly activated, trying to force the arm back, but it had little effect and could not block the arm.
Wen Zhong tried to resist, but due to the sudden incident, his body swayed and was instantly pulled into the black-red haze. As Wen Zhong disappeared, the haze surrounding the car gradually began to dissipate.
"Wen Zhong!"
Wang Muyou looked at the empty passenger seat, his face darkened, and then he stepped on the accelerator suddenly, feeling a strong pushing sensation on his back, and he sped towards the Central Building as if he was about to take off.
At this moment, Wen Zhong was in an unfamiliar room. The black and red palm prints left on his wrists were aching, and a palm print dent was formed on his skin.
It was as if an invisible hand was squeezing his wrist, and a cold and numb feeling was spreading along his wrist to his whole body. The ghost hand was obviously at a disadvantage in the supernatural confrontation.
"What the hell is this?" Wen Zhong frowned. It wasn't just his wrist that was bad, the situation around him was also not optimistic.
The thick haze around him cut off his sight, and the black-red mist was like a black-red wall, blocking roads in all directions.