The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

"We left the country quite suddenly, but we still brought out a few useful things." Jin Kuidong paused, as if he was organizing his words.

"The first supernatural item is a puppet. If you rub a person's blood on the puppet, or tie a person's hair on the puppet, the user can control the person and turn him into a puppet."

Fu Youhua raised his eyebrows when he heard it: "What kind of control? Can ordinary people see the flaws?"

Jin Kuidong shook his head: "The controlled person is no different from usual. Unless you encounter someone who controls a special ghost, it is difficult to detect."

"That's really hard to guard against." Fu Youhua said casually, and several solutions came to his mind in an instant.

Jin Kuidong continued, "The second important supernatural item is a Buddhist bell. It was originally placed in a remote temple and guarded by an elderly monk. Striking this bell can calm the mind of those who hear it, eliminate distracting thoughts, and repel evil spirits."

"But the price is also great. The vitality of the bell ringer will be lost quickly, and symptoms of premature aging will appear. Moreover, both the bell ringer and the person who hears the bell will show signs of emotional loss, see through the world, and have no sadness or joy."

"When the supernatural incident happened on the Shichuan before, didn't you use this bell to contain the evil spirits?" Fu Youhua lowered his eyes. He thought of a wooden fish at the headquarters, which seemed to have a similar effect.

Jin Kuidong sighed: "We did use the Buddha bell, but the bell sound is not very aggressive to the evil spirits, it is mainly used to disperse..." Fu Youhua's eyes suddenly became dangerous: "So you deliberately rang the bell to drive the ghosts to the Zhanying?" Jin Kuidong's expression showed a trace of panic, and his mind was confused for a moment, "We also rang the Buddha bell when we had no choice. After the ghost was driven away, no one could be sure where it would run away." —— There are only two places with humans on the sea, where else can the ghost go? For the leadership on the Shichuan, the best result is that the ghost is driven to the Zhanying, and the Zhanying successfully accommodates the evil ghosts and is seriously injured. In this way, the Shichuan can maintain an equal status with the Zhanying, and even reversely control the Zhanying and escape from this sea area in time. Of course, this is just an unattainable fantasy. Fu Youhua paused this topic and then asked about the goddess of beauty. Jin Kuidong pondered for a few seconds and told all the information he had learned, whether it was true or false. As far as he knew, Meishen first arrived in Korea as a wandering ghost rider. Ghost riders inevitably have some criminal records, but Korea really lacks talent, so they treated this foreign ghost rider who might not be able to make it in their own country as a guest of honor.

Meishen is a male, and he should be Asian in appearance, but this appearance may not be true, because the ghost that Meishen controls is codenamed [Painted Skin].

In addition to [Painted Skin], Meishen has also personally imprisoned [Sex Maniac], [Sexy Bone], [Charming Demon], and [Flirtatious Ghost] in Korea. These ghosts are suspected to be puzzle pieces of each other. They used to be one ghost, but they were torn apart for unknown reasons, and most of the puzzle pieces are scattered in Korea.

At first, Meishen had a honeymoon period with the supernatural organizations in Korea, but as Meishen collected the ghost puzzle pieces he wanted, he attacked the Korean government without any hesitation. A large number of powerful and high-ranking officials and ghost riders across the country became his supporters, and the whole country was serving him alone.

As Jin Kuidong narrated, Fu Youhua's brows furrowed more and more, "You know a lot."

Jin Kuidong lowered his head slightly. Perhaps he was a little jealous at the beginning, or perhaps because of xenophobia, he was very defensive against the goddess of beauty. "After all, the origin of the goddess of beauty is unknown. For the sake of national security, I naturally have to keep an eye on him secretly, so I know more about him."

"Unknown origin?" Fu Youhua asked.

Jin Kuidong nodded: "The goddess of beauty seems to have appeared out of thin air. There is no way to find out his past. He also refuses to say his name because his real name is cursed and can only be called by a code name."

Fu Youhua asked again: "Can you describe the specific appearance of the goddess of beauty?"

Jin Kuidong flatly refused: "No, recalling his appearance will be polluted! The image of the goddess of beauty is a kind of supernatural feature. At the beginning, we relied on the Buddha bell to resist this pollution, so the memory of his appearance has become blurred. Once forced to recall, I am afraid..."

Fu Youhua's brows have hardly been relaxed. This goddess of beauty is much more difficult to deal with than imagined.

The conversation continues.

On the other side, some of the ghost riders on the Zhan Ying were patrolling in shifts, while others were eating.

Perhaps to prevent unnecessary conflicts, the ghost riders did not eat in the same canteen as the ordinary navy.

People are made of iron and food is made of steel. No matter how dangerous the surrounding environment is, you still have to eat, and the food on the Zhan Ying is really good.

Huang Jingxing and Hu Jiu sat face to face, eating absent-mindedly, and their eyes drifted in a certain direction from time to time.

Not only Huang Jingxing, but other people's eyes were gradually attracted. It was Zhao Tingting. Her appetite was surprisingly good. In the blink of an eye, she ate most of the food on the table.

As if she noticed the scrutiny of others, Zhao Tingting smiled gently: "It's so delicious, I can't help but eat a little more." As she said, she stuffed a big chicken leg into her mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it whole.

This girl doesn't just have a good appetite, she's like a starving ghost reincarnated!

However, ghost riders are bound to have one or two small quirks, and Zhan Yinghao is not unable to afford it.

Bai Yang glanced at Zhao Tingting's almost crazy eating appearance, and vaguely sensed a trace of uneasiness and disharmony, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. The truth seemed to be close at hand, but it seemed to be covered by something. He was very irritated and left after eating a few bites.

When he walked out of the cafeteria, the uneasy sense of crisis suddenly eased a lot, but it did not completely disappear.

As a ghost rider, Bai Yang did not dare to ignore his premonition easily. He had been thinking hard about where the uneasy feeling came from. Several times, he felt that he was almost able to find the crux of the problem, but every time he thought about it, the little light in his mind would flash away.

Even when he was resting, Bai Yang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at all. The uneasiness in his heart was always lingering, like a sword hanging over his head.

Since the source of the crisis cannot be found, the only thing to do is to take precautions as much as possible. Bai Yang also reminded others, but to be honest, in this sea area where unknown supernatural events occur, everyone is very defensive and there is no need for his reminder.