The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

He Ming also helped to think about the killing pattern of ghost grass. Now there were only two people left in the team, and he felt that his wisdom was also very important.

"More observation data is needed." Hu Jiu thought silently.

The two walked to an abandoned construction site with a wide terrain. Perhaps because there were almost no people and no ghosts here, the ghost grass could not grow wildly here, and there were only a few sparse clumps of grass.

He Ming chose a relatively clean place and sat down. Before, it might be due to the stimulation of adrenaline that he remained highly active. Now that he relaxed a little, the fatigue came over him, his eyelids fought, and he couldn't hold on.

It was too difficult for a high school student to experience so many bad things.

"You should take a rest first. It's not known how long this supernatural incident will last. You can't be in a bad state. I'm here, so you don't have to worry about danger."

Hearing Hu Jiu's voice, He Ming couldn't help indulging in sleepiness. At the last moment when his consciousness fell into darkness, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a very sinister smile on Hu Jiu's face...

He must have seen it wrong!

There were noisy and tiny noises in his ears, which continued to disturb his dark dreams, as if something had entered his body, making him subconsciously disgusted and repelled.

He Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and the irritability of waking up from the wake surged from his heart and quickly disappeared. The surroundings were still dark and dim. He was confused for only a few seconds and woke up immediately.

His whole body was sore, his head was slightly swollen, and his hands and feet were not very flexible. After all, he was not sleeping on a soft bed. The cold ground was not only hard, but also very cold. He Ming estimated that he might get sick because of catching a cold.

"How long have I slept?" The voice was rough and hoarse, and the throat seemed to be smoking. He Ming could not judge the time based on the environment, so he could only ask.

"About 10 hours."

Hearing Hu Jiu's answer, He Ming was shocked. He felt that he only dozed off for a short while, how could he sleep for so long!

He got up and moved around for a while. He felt a little strange. The weeds around him were much more lush than before he fell asleep. He heard a lot of screams and cries for help from afar.

"What happened?" He Ming asked again.

"During the time you were sleeping, the situation worsened. Weeds grew in the residents' homes. Some residents turned into ghost slaves, and their families could only flee outside." Hu Jiu calmly described the current situation.

He Ming frowned and ignored the strange feeling in his body. He was really worried about his grandmother in the countryside.

"Haven't you figured out the specific killing rules of those grasses?"

Hu Jiu stared at the grass that was slowly moving nearby and said, "According to my observation, some people were clearly fully armed and wrapped up like they were spending the winter, but they still couldn't escape. They didn't touch the ghost grass, but the ghost grass sprouted directly from their bodies."

"Grown from the body!" He Ming was shocked, and some inspiration quickly passed through his mind: "Could it be that there are things like seeds and spores that invaded the human body unknowingly, and then waited for the right time to take root and sprout?"

Hu Jiu smiled: "What a coincidence, I thought so too."

"Ghost grass is not just the part we can see, the space near the grass is also part of it."

"I don't know if ghost grass has seeds, but its spirit is permeated in the air. Even if you don't touch it directly, you will inevitably inhale it into your body as long as you breathe. When the spirit of ghost grass accumulates to a certain extent in the human body, it will begin to grow wildly and take away human lives."

"Is it really like this?" He Ming's face changed drastically. He was scared, afraid that he would die suddenly at any time.

"Don't worry, I've reported the news. Believe in the country. They will definitely rescue us in time and will not abandon or give up any civilians." Hu Jiu comforted him.

He Ming smiled bitterly. For some reason, he had no confidence. Besides, even if he was rescued, what would happen? The supernatural power of the ghost grass accumulated in his body might cause some hidden dangers to his body.

On the other hand, the headquarters had already received the latest information provided by Hu Jiu.

At that time, Fu Youhua and others were holding a meeting. Shen Jiliang pushed his glasses and said, "Is it another clue found by Hu, the head of Linjiang City? It's quite powerful, much better than those useless ghost riders in the research department. They have been dithering for so long and are of no use at all."

Fu Youhua explained, "Hu Jiu saved a very smart high school student on the road. He was the first to notice the mechanism of the ghost grass."

Shen Jiliang sneered, "That can only prove that Xu Bai and others are more useless. They can't even compare with a high school student!"

"Ghost riders are not smart and have no brains. Isn't this exactly what the research department expects? What are you complaining about here?" Someone said sarcastically.

Shen Jiliang closed his mouth. His ideal ghost rider must not only be loyal and powerful, but also be sensitive enough to the supernatural, smart enough to deal with supernatural events, and stupid enough after the mission is completed. It is best to know nothing about politics.

But how can such a perfect ghost rider be cultivated so easily?

At the meeting, everyone brainstormed on how to solve this incident and put forward different ideas.

Someone suggested using fire. There is a human skin lantern in the headquarters. The fire inside can burn the spirits and suppress the evil spirits. The disadvantage is that the fire is difficult to control. If you are not careful, it may cause new disasters.

Someone else suggested using the ghost rider codenamed [Obituary] to curse the ghost grass to wither, but the prerequisite is to find the ghost grass's body.

Shen Jiliang proposed a bold idea, "I remember that the headquarters had seized a mysterious statue codenamed [Praise the Moon] before. Why not try it?"

Fu Youhua frowned. The statue was found from a foreign ghost rider who sneaked into the country. It was a supernatural product left after the end of the [Red Moon] incident, which ranked second in the global unsolvable ghost rankings. Its ability is to summon a small red moon, which is indeed very suitable for dealing with a wide range of supernatural events.

Under the red light, all ghosts are suppressed indiscriminately, but the side effects are also great. Once exposed to the moonlight, they will become a special kind of ghost slave-although they are still alive, they will only praise the moon crazily for the rest of their lives.

Fu Youhua hesitated. Humans could not handle the Red Moon incident that year. Fortunately, the Red Moon disappeared inexplicably. But it only stayed for a short while, which caused an extremely huge disaster. Now there are still a large number of fanatics who spread the Red Moon belief in that land, and they cannot be completely eliminated by all means.

Shen Jiliang was also aware of these things, but he felt that the side effects of the Red Moon could be quietly resolved in private, but the city blocked by the ghost domain was in the open, and many parties were paying attention, so it had to be dealt with as soon as possible...