Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Crack~Crack~"

Three people, or to be more precise, two people and one ghost.

At this moment, everyone was twisting and struggling to get rid of the black silk thread in the air.

"Ghost Face Sore!!!"

Zuo Yang was the first to attack. After the human face on his neck floated, he bit the silk thread.

"Ah~"

"Bang~"

The ghost face flew out, and the black silk thread was bitten open by the 'Ghost Face Sore', just enough time for Zuo Yang to struggle.

The next moment, several groups of black threads in the air attacked Zuo Yang's limbs!

"Swish~"

It was like a black rain falling from the sky, tying Zuo Yang tightly in an instant.

"Fuck!"

"Is this... the power of the stagnant ghost?"

"Controlling three ghosts at the same time, and still having the upper hand?"

Looking up at the sky, Zuo Yang felt for the first time that the "Ghost Face Sore" had also met an opponent.

"Boy..."

"These threads are not the real body, they can't be eaten up!"

"Hurry up and find a way, here... there are potential rules!"

The voice of 'ghost face sore' came, and Zuo Yang's face froze.

In this situation, either let the ghost face sore quickly bite off the restraints on his arm, and he quickly opened his phone to contact his past self and restart again!

Or, find the only way to survive.

But...

What can he use to find it?

Can he move himself?

Or, can he find a way to survive?

"Damn... Why did this depressed ghost suddenly attack?"

"TNND!"

"I obviously did what you wanted!"

"Ghost face sore, bite off the thread on my arm!"

With nothing else to do, Zuo Yang was about to call 'ghost face sore' to move his mouth, and took out his phone.

Suddenly!

Under the red coffin, Li Xiang's voice came!

"Fuck!"

"Zuo Yang, what the hell did you do again?"

"You've screwed me over!"

"Li Xiang?"

Attracted by the voice, Zuo Yang's face flickered, and he suddenly looked at the red coffin.

"Li Xiang! You don't want to be controlled, do you?"

"Use your 'foresight'! Now, only you can see what's going to happen!"

"Immediately, tell me what's going to happen in the future!"

With a commanding tone, curses burst out from the coffin.

"I'm CNM!"

"Zuo Yang! You're going to kill me!"

"Why should I listen to you?"

"If you help me, with my ability, maybe I can find a way to survive and change the situation, and everyone will have a chance to live. If you don't help me, everyone will die! You choose!"

Zuo Yang responded coldly.

In the current situation, everyone is on the same boat.

There is no hatred in the face of life and death.

It's obviously a request for others, but it comes out of Zuo Yang's mouth at this moment, but it's so strong.

"......"

There was no more curse in the red coffin, but it was silent for a long time.

Zuo Yang looked at the red coffin with deep eyes.

As expected, Li Xiang was going to use his ability.

He was a smart man, and he also knew what the result would be if he dragged it on!

Whether it was the 'ghost face sore', the emotional ghost or the foresight ghost, if they couldn't find the rules, they would have to face the end of being controlled by the 'depressed ghost'.

There was silence in the air for a long time.

"Crack~Crack~"

Just when the binding black mist thread was about to tighten again, a curse came from the red coffin again.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

"Zuo Yang, why the hell are you messing around?"

"I saw it!"

"The old man performing with silk thread!"

"Once he finishes the performance of 'husband and wife bowing to each other', we will never be able to break free from the silk thread! What is it now? Second bow to the parents? Find a way to get him out of here!"

There was a fierce kicking and beating inside the coffin.

It looked like Li Xiang had been tied up tightly by the black mist silk thread!

"So that's it..."

"The rules stipulate that this is the performance of the village chief, and he must find a way out before he finishes the performance of getting married..."

"Otherwise... because of the rules, you will be kept here and controlled forever..."

Looking at the village chief in front of the red coffin, Zuo Yang's eyelids twitched wildly.

Because the performance of the paper man has reached the third bow.

The two little paper men were staring at each other stiffly.

Seeing that their knees were about to bend and kneel, Zuo Yang looked at the emotional ghost who was frozen in place with a stern voice.

"Emotional ghost!"

"If you don't want to be a puppet here, control the village chief!"

"Also, seduce the paper bride and make her rebel!!!"

The harsh voice echoed in the courtyard.

The emotional ghost glanced at Zuo Yang with resentment in his eyes.

"What?"

"If you want to become a puppet here, you won't listen to me!"

"Or, are you sure you can leave here?? "

"I'm telling you! Even if you have a grudge against me, now, the only person you can ask for help is me! "

Cold voice again!

After the emotional ghost's face was twisted for a while, its cracked lips opened, and the big black mouth under its lips finally made a sound towards the red coffin.

"Buzz~~"

She seemed to be able to emit specific sound waves to affect other people's emotions.

Zuo Yang didn't understand what she was saying, but it was visible to the naked eye that the village chief's arms stiffened, and he looked at the emotional ghost expressionlessly.

Under his double-hanging arms, the "paper bride" controlled by his right hand also struggled violently at this moment, trying to break free from the control of the silk thread and escape from the wedding ceremony.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

Seeing that one, two, and three silk threads were broken, Zuo Yang and the emotional ghost showed hopeful expressions.

As long as the 'paper bride' can escape from the bondage, then according to the future seen by the 'encounter ghost', the 'husband and wife worship' cannot be completed, and the black mist silk thread here will never have the possibility of controlling them!

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Run! "

Zuo Yang urged.

But!!!

The village chief's soulless face, which was controlled, suddenly showed a strange smile.

His right arm trembled.

"Clang~"

The "paper bride" finally broke free from the silk thread, but there were several iron shackles on her arms and feet!

"Fuck!"

"What the hell is this!"

Zuo Yang was desperate.

After the "paper bride" moved her body and took two steps, she was pulled back to her original position because of the shackles.

"The couple bowed to each other~~"

The village chief still performed expressionlessly.

Under the red veil, "fluttering" desperate paper scraps fell, and the newlyweds were controlled and were about to kneel down and bow to each other.

"It's over!"

"It's over! "

Inside the red coffin, Li Xiang's voice was filled with fear and dejection.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

Above the courtyard, black threads gathered more and more.

"Emotional ghost" wailed.

Her mouth was being pierced and sewn up by the threads bit by bit!

"Isn't it... that stopping the performance of 'paper people getting married' is not a way out?"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Where is the way out?"

"Crunch~"

The body was tightened by the threads, and Zuo Yang urged, "It's too late! Ghost face sore, bite off these threads again!"

"Ah~"

After the mouth on the neck opened and closed, Zuo Yang stretched out his big hand to take the phone.

"Click~"

Suddenly, he touched the "Fu" character in his pocket.

For some reason, he thought of a way!