The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

"Now everyone can see that the ghost is indeed trapped in the urn. My suggestion is to put the urn directly into the gold container while the ghost is still active." Yuan Hongfei suggested.

Zhang Yuwei frowned: "There are too many urns. How can the gold containers we carry be used? Even if there are ten or eight urns in a gold body bag, there is no way to deal with this situation. "

Bai Yang said: "I just observed it carefully. Compared with the urn, I think the lit candle on it is the key. Once the candle goes out, the urn will not be able to suppress the evil ghost inside."

Seeing the densely packed urns gradually approaching, it was impossible to determine whether there was a ghost in each urn. Yuan Hongfei's suggestion was actually the most appropriate, to directly contain the urns when there was no movement.

"Instead of waiting passively, it is better to take the initiative. If the candle really goes out, the ghost inside will run out. We should take the first step!" Yuan Hongfei said.

"Your plan is really simple and crude, but it should be effective." Someone complained at the side.

"The simpler and more crude the better. There is no need for too sophisticated a plan. Being simpler will have a higher success rate. Otherwise, are you going to have a fight with the ghost in the urn?" Yuan Hongfei asked rhetorically.

"Okay, there is no better way at the moment, just do what Yuan Hongfei said." Fu Youhua made a decision. He is now sitting in the monitoring room, paying close attention to the changes on the sea, and a group of ghost masters are discussing him. After hearing everything, we can naturally make timely adjustments to the plan.

The ghost masters heard his words and started to take action one after another. Needless to say, when the candle is not extinguished, the urn is indeed not lethal, and it is accurate to catch it.

However, as the urn got closer and closer to the Zhanying, the restless sounds coming from inside gradually became louder, and the green flame of the candle began to become unstable.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, this phenomenon meant that there was not much time left for them.

They no longer hide and use their own methods. Zhang Yuwei created a large number of bubbles to block the advancement of the urn, and at the same time stuffed them all into the golden body bag with quick eyes and hands.

In special circumstances, you can only stuff a lot into one bag, and it will be full. If the urn is really full of ghosts, I don’t know what to do with it after taking it back to the headquarters. If you open a bag and a dozen ghosts run out, the scene...

Not every body bag can be filled, because the turquoise candles on some large urns are too fragile. After being put into the gold container, they are extinguished on the spot, and there are immediate signs of the resurrection of the evil ghost, and the ghost controller also I can only close the gold container immediately, not daring to open it and continue to stuff new urns inside.

Hu Jiu was also collecting the urns. His movements with his hands were not hasty or slow, and he silently created several black holes on the distant sea. In the center of the black holes were black talismans that attracted evil spirits. The mighty urns passed by the black holes. When he was nearby, he was immediately sucked in.

"It looks like there are quite a lot of urns from a distance, but up close, it doesn't seem to be too many~" Huang Jingxing said in surprise from the side.

As soon as he said this, other people also noticed this phenomenon. There were indeed many urns floating over to the Zhanying, but not as many as expected. A large, densely packed turquoise light spot became more and more numerous as it floated over. The sparser.

Bai Yang stared into the distance with wide eyes: "There are many urns that disappear inexplicably midway. I don't know if this phenomenon is good or bad."

"Don't think so much, just take it one step at a time." Someone comforted him.

"The green fire on this candle is quite interesting. It seems to have no temperature at all. Could it be some kind of will-o'-the-wisp?" Someone suddenly said this.

"It's not a will-o'-the-wisp." Zhang Yuwei said very confidently: "The will-o'-the-wisp held by the headquarters has the property of burning supernatural beings. If the ghost sticks to it, it will be difficult to extinguish it until it burns to death."

"The fire on these candles is too fragile, and it doesn't seem to burn anything." Zhang Yuwei said, and put a piece of her hair on the candle flame. Sure enough, the hair was still hair and did not burn.

Seeing this, everyone began to discuss one thing or another——

"Maybe it's another kind of will-o'-the-wisp?"

"Actually, these green candles are not so much a flame as a ball of swaying light..."

"When the light goes out, the ghost in the urn will come out. Why not call this thing the ghost blowing out the lamp?"

Since there were not too many urns floating over, the tense atmosphere on the ship eased.

"Let's get down to business first. This is not the time to hold a seminar. After the current crisis is over, we can talk about other things." Yuan Hongfei looked unkind.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was criticized, "We are doing business now. If unfortunately all of us are killed in this operation, then we must try to leave enough key information to let other ghost masters at the headquarters How can we analyze useful information without studying and discussing it?"

"You really know how to use strong words to reason!" Yuan Hongfei looked a little irritable.

The people who were chatting just now rolled their eyes at him. To put it bluntly, everyone was just chatting to relax and relax.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The candle on a relatively large urn was about to be extinguished. The scratching sound turned into a banging sound. The urn was shaken and trembled as if at any time. All may break.

Zhang Yuwei's hands were sweating and she was about to get rid of the dangerous urn.

Click——

It's too late.

The terrifying spirit aura burst out, and the scene became quite horrifying, but this situation was also expected. With so many urns, it was inevitable that a few would slip through the net. What's worse, the candlelight might have been extinguished before it arrived near the Zhan Ying, and the evil spirits would revive.

"I hope it's a tangible evil spirit, not too difficult to deal with." Someone couldn't help but mutter.

The urn was completely broken, and black smoke rose in an instant. As expected, a ghost ran out of it. It looked like a shriveled corpse with only the upper body, emitting black air all over.

"Take advantage of it just revived, and act quickly!" Zhang Yuwei took the lead and surrounded the ghost with a big bubble.

The ghost's body stagnated, and it fought against the spirit in the bubble.

In a flash, others also took action and fiercely attacked the evil spirit.

Veins on Zhang Yuwei's forehead were throbbing. The black aura emanating from that ghost was not simple. She felt terrified. Fortunately, all the ghost riders were really working together this time. In less than half a minute, this thing that had just crawled out of the urn was beaten into a state of silence, as if it had completely died.