Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

Chapter 131 Fang Shiming, died!

"Ghost scissors!"

Looking at the old object placed in the gold box, Li Hui's eyes moved slightly, and then he reached out and picked up the strange pair of scissors from the box.

Almost at the moment when the ghost scissors were picked up by Li Hui, the cold atmosphere around him became stronger and stronger, and the already dark environment of the room became even darker.

"Tick-tock", "tick-tock", "tick-tock"...

At the same time, the sound of dripping water echoed around, and the rotten stench in the air became stronger and stronger, accompanied by an extremely strong smell of blood.

Then in the deepening darkness, several black figures kept shaking, and gradually took shape, turning into the outlines of corpses.

The outlines of these corpses were incomplete. Some shadows were missing arms, some were missing heads, and some were missing legs. At this moment, these strange and incomplete shadows were constantly approaching Li Hui's position.

In addition, a pale human head was placed on the desk in front of Li Hui at some point. Blood continued to flow out from under the neck of the head, gradually covering the entire table.

Even the ground under Li Hui's feet changed. The original tiles turned into a floor paved with cold, soft corpses.

These strange phenomena appeared very suddenly. Even though Li Hui's ghost realm enveloped the entire building, there were no signs of their appearance. They were only noticed after the surrounding environment changed, as if these supernatural phenomena had always existed. , the nature of the surrounding environment is actually so general.

Li Hui didn't care about this either.

Having read the original work, he knew it very well.

These strange phenomena are all terrible curses wrapped around the ghost scissors. They are some kind of supernatural phenomena. If the ghost scissors are used for too long, the evil spirits in these curses will invade reality and then kill the user of the ghost scissors.

But this is only relative.

The supernatural curse that is very deadly to other people and even ghost masters, for Li Hui, it is a supernatural resource that enhances his own.

Imprisoning those fierce ghosts in his own ghost realm can further expand his ghost realm. This is a supernatural characteristic of ghost paintings.

Thinking of this, Li Hui's eyes lit up and he watched this scene quietly, even with a faint expectation in his heart.

As time goes by.

There were more and more strange phenomena around him. Even though Li Hui just held the ghost scissors and then made no further moves, his behavior still caused the supernatural phenomena of the ghost scissors to emerge further.

Yet at this moment.

Li Hui suddenly found that the area covered by his ghost realm had suddenly increased.

To be precise, a room in the building that was not enveloped by his ghost realm was suddenly invaded by his ghost realm at this moment.

It's a safe house located underneath the building.

The raw materials of the entire safe house are made of gold. A safe house like this is enough to resist the invasion of any supernatural force, including the ability of the ghost realm.

Originally, this safe house was a "blank area" in Li Hui's ghost domain, but that was only compared to when it was completely closed. Once the door of the safe house was opened, it would be like a completely closed space being broken. It was like opening a hole, and the paper dust flying all over the sky could naturally float in along the open door.

Yes.

It wasn't that Li Hui's ghost domain ignored the golden barrier and invaded directly, but that the safe house under the Ping An Building was opened artificially, and at this time there was a figure standing in the door of the safe house, looking towards the top of the building. Come.

It was a body that was completely dry, like a corpse that had been drying for a long time without moisture. It had a pair of bloodshot eyes that filled the entire eye socket, making it look ferocious and terrifying.

Although the overall appearance of this person was very different from that of the corpse on the ground next to Li Hui, and he looked thin and ferocious, his facial features were consistent, so he could instantly identify this person.

It is Fang Shiming’s true identity!

next moment.

A cold wind suddenly blew in the safe house. The wind was not strong, and it carried a strange corpse smell. It blew the paper ash falling in the air and changed the direction of falling, as if it was flying in other directions. Past general.

But that's about it.

The wind came suddenly and disappeared suddenly, like a flash in the pan, disappearing almost as soon as it appeared.

The dark wind just now was not an ordinary wind, but a manifestation of the supernatural. It was one of the fierce ghosts controlled by Fang Shiming, and it was also the ghost realm he possessed.

However, given the terrifying level of the ghost wind, it was naturally impossible to compete with the 70% ghost paintings controlled by Li Hui, so it was completely suppressed in an instant.

In Li Hui's view.

If Yang Jian's ghost eyes are used as the unit of measurement, then Fang Shiming's Ghost Wind Ghost Realm is probably around the strength of the fifth-level ghost realm, which is enough to completely affect reality. Otherwise, it would be impossible to survive Ye Zhen's hands, let alone the original work. In it, he once said that he could invade the ghost realm of ghosts.

But a ghost realm of this intensity is still not enough in the face of ghost paintings and supernatural beings that look like the real world, unless it is like a will-o'-the-wisp that naturally restrains the ghost paintings' supernatural powers.

Thinking.

Before Fang Shiming could reach the top of the building by other means, Li Hui took the initiative to greet him. As the gray paper dust drifted, his figure disappeared directly and appeared in front of Fang Shiming.

"Did you kill my 'clone'?" Looking at Li Hui who suddenly appeared, Fang Shiming, who looked like a terrifying corpse, asked with a slightly solemn expression.

Although he had already made some guesses in his heart, which could even be said to be certain, he still asked this question.

He was frightened by the supernatural power displayed by Li Hui.

Fang Shiming knew the horror of the ghost wind he controlled better than anyone else. However, such a terrifying ghost was suppressed by Li Hui's ghost realm in an instant.

There is also Li Hui’s attitude.

It's not his attitude towards him, but his attitude towards the supernatural phenomena around him.

As Li Hui held the ghost scissors longer, the supernatural phenomena near him became more terrifying and intensive. However, Fang Shiming did not see even a little bit of panic on Li Hui's face, as if he didn't care about the supernatural phenomena. .

You must know that even Fang Shiming himself does not dare to ignore the supernatural phenomena when using ghost scissors, and does not dare to use the scissors for a long time, otherwise even he will be in danger.

It was precisely because of this that Li Hui appeared directly in front of Fang Shiming with the ghost scissors. He did not attack directly. Instead, he wanted to see if the two parties could 'reconcile'.

Fang Shiming would never be like this in the past, but after encountering the chuunibyou in Dahai City, some of his habits changed.

Fang Shiming's current physical condition is not very good. If he faces such an unknown but extremely powerful top ghost controller at this time, he does not have much confidence.

Take a thousand steps back.

With his current physical condition, if he really takes action, if he cannot deal with the opponent in the shortest time, then he himself will very likely die from the ghost's resurrection.

After all, if you fight against such a top ghost controller, if you don't fight hard, the person who will die will definitely be you, so if you really want to fight, you must use all your strength.

<divclass="contentadv">This way.

Li Hui did not respond, but his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

Seeing this, Fang Shiming already knew what was going on, so he sat directly on the ground and looked at Li Hui from an upward perspective.

In an instant.

Li Hui felt his body sink, as if he was carrying something on his back, and then he glanced over his shoulder as if he thought of something.

as predicted.

At this time, there was a cold corpse lying on his shoulder. It was a fierce ghost. The level of terror was also very high. If it were a living person, it would be crushed to death. Even a real ghost would be suppressed!

At the same time, Fang Shiming said: "Although your strength is not weak, you are too confident, so you are destined to die in my hands today!"

While saying this, Fang Shiming twisted his neck and shoulders, seeming to enjoy this rare relaxation.

After all, Fang Shiming had to carry that devil on his back every day, so he would naturally feel tired. This could already be seen from his skinny body that looked like a mummy.

"Is it a oppressor?"

the other side.

Li Hui looked at the ghost on his shoulder with a calm expression, and information about the ghost gradually emerged in his mind.

The killing pattern of this evil ghost is also very simple. As long as you are taller than it, you will be directly attacked by the evil ghost.

When it was controlled by Fang Shiming, it became clear that anyone higher than Fang Shiming would be targeted and attacked by the oppressor ghost.

Originally, Li Hui was taller than Fang Shiming, but now Fang Shiming was still sitting directly on the ground. In addition, there were only two people around, Li Hui and Fang Shiming. Therefore, Li Hui was undoubtedly targeted by this fierce ghost.

"No need to look any further. This ghost is different from other ghosts. There is no limit on the quantity of this thing. As long as you can't carry it, no matter how many ghosts you control, they will all be weakened to some extent, and then they will be directly killed by it. Crushed to death!"

Seeing Li Hui looking at him, Fang Shiming couldn't help but said in a cold tone.

He was not kindly reminding Li Hui of some rules for suppressing human ghosts, but was stating a fact, because Fang Shiming believed that such rules would be discovered soon with the strength of a top ghost controller like Li Hui.

But discovery is one thing, and being able to respond effectively is another.

Even Ye Zhen's chuunibyou had been crushed to death more than once, so Fang Shiming didn't believe that Li Hui could withstand such an attack.

"The level of terror is not weak, but it can only reach this level. Most other ghost controllers at this stage may not be able to withstand this level of attack, but it is not enough to suppress me!"

talking.

Li Hui began to take action.

He held the ghost scissors in one hand, and grabbed the ghost directly behind him with the other hand.

The supernatural power of Sancheng Bus not only withstood the supernatural attack of the oppressor on him, but also successfully suppressed it.

pat!

Li Hui's palm directly grabbed the neck of the crushing ghost, and then effortlessly pulled it off his shoulders like a dead dog and lifted it in his hand.

"Are you kidding? How is this possible?!"

Seeing this, Fang Shiming's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, as if he couldn't believe that the oppressor he controlled could be suppressed so easily.

Are oppressive ghosts weak?

The answer is absolutely no.

If the oppressor ghost was really that unbearable, how could he torture Fang Shiming to an abnormal level? He had already been perfectly controlled by him, so he didn't even need to take the initiative to sit down and be inferior to others before letting the ghost attack him.

But such a terrifying ghost was like a little chicken in Li Hui's hands, with no ability to resist. Not only did it fail to affect him, but it was suppressed in an instant.

The occurrence of this situation had a huge impact on Fang Shiming's world view. In his opinion, the Li Hui in front of him was even more terrifying than the old man who was known as the 'No. 1 Ghost Controller in Dajing City'!

"It seems that you can only do this. If that's the case, then you should die." Li Hui's tone was indifferent, and he looked at Fang Shiming as if he were looking at a dead person.

To tell the truth.

Fang Shiming was not taken seriously by Li Hui from beginning to end. The only thing he had some scruples about was the ghost scissors. Now that the scissors were in his own hands, Fang Shiming no longer had any threat to him.

This is not to say that Fang Shiming is too weak. In fact, among the new generation of ghost masters at this stage, Fang Shiming's strength can also be ranked high, but it is a pity that the person he faces is Li Hui.

The ghost world of Gui Feng was restrained by the supernatural power of the ghost painting, and the overwhelming ghost couldn't 'hit' the supernatural power of the bus... Therefore, Fang Shiming's defeat was doomed from the beginning!

"Who are you?" Fang Shiming's bloodshot eyes stared at Li Hui, with a trace of madness in his eyes.

It is impossible for a ghost controller of this level to appear suddenly, so Fang Shiming felt that Li Hui should have been famous in the supernatural circle before, but he had never been exposed to it.

At the same time, he was also very curious about what kind of grudge the other party had against their circle of friends. There was no way he was here just for the ghost scissors, right?

It's just that his question is destined to be unanswered.

Li Hui had no intention of speaking, his eyes were still cold, as if he was too lazy to say another word to a corpse.

at the same time.

An old object quickly approached Fang Shiming under the cover of a piece of paper dust. It was a rusty coffin nail stained with blood.

"Pfft!"

There was the sound of a sharp weapon being inserted into the body.

The sharp end of the coffin nail pierced directly into Fang Shiming's body, sinking deeply into it, leaving only the other end still outside.

This is not over yet.

next moment.

As the surrounding gray paper dust became more dense, a figure appeared out of thin air in this paper dust-filled ghostland.

It was a man who looked exactly like Li Hui. He was holding the old hatchet in his hand, and he was walking step by step towards Fang Shiming's location...

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