In the dark aisle, there were figures full of figures, who surrounded a tall rotten male corpse in the middle.

These figures are exactly the same as Huang Quan in terms of appearance, temperament, and expressions. They are similar to Huang Quan's clones.

The next moment.

These figures walked towards the tall male corpse in an orderly manner.

One of them was holding a rusty coffin nail in one hand and a black chain on the other arm was flying.

"This male corpse is indeed very special. The sixth-level ghost realm only delayed his movements and did not completely stop his movements."

In the sixth-level ghost realm of Huangquan, the male corpse's movement did not stop, but his movements were slowed down dozens of times.

"Although the action has not been completely stopped, as long as it is affected, it is enough." Huang Quan said.

"Puff~"

The rusty coffin nail that Huang Quan held in his hand was thrown out by him.

Under the influence of the ghost realm, the coffin nails penetrated deeply into the temple of the tall male corpse, almost piercing the entire head.

The moment the coffin nail pierced the male corpse's head, he stood there and stopped moving.

“Has the restrictions been successful?”

Looking at the male corpse standing still, Huang Quan walked straight towards the other party, without any tentative thoughts.

This is not because Huang Quan's self-confidence has expanded, but because he has the capital to ignore the tall male corpse.

Since the first time he was attacked by the hatchet, Huang Quan no longer takes this male corpse seriously.

Because of the curse of the hatchet, it cannot cause any substantial damage to Huangquan, and the final result is just to restart Huangquan once.

This also tells Huang Quan a fact from the side.

He can use the ghost hatchet at almost no cost!

Because the curse of Hats is invalid for him, the price of backlash you need to face after using Hats is only to restart yourself once.

"Hatching is not omnipotent, after all, it is just a supernatural object, the product born from the collision between supernatural beings."

Huang Quan looked at the old hatchet held in the male corpse, and his eyes showed a thoughtful look.

"Whether it is a hatchet, a coffin nail, or even a ghost mirror or a ghost cabinet, it should be items made by man-made in the last era."

"Did these things be made by one person, or are the owners of each supernatural item different?"

"So is it possible that some of them solved the resurrection of the evil spirit and survived?"

Huang Quan boldly speculated that he believed that these people should be made by the same person or a group of people they know each other.

Huang Quan's experience during this period made him vaguely have some vague thoughts and speculations in his heart.

Ghost cabinet, ghost post office, ghost bus, and this Caesar Hotel seem to have some connection.

"At present, there is still a lack of critical information. You will definitely not be able to get the truth by speculation alone. If you want to know the truth, further exploration will be needed."

Huang Quan stretched out his hand and grabbed the hatchet held by the male corpse, trying to snatch the hatchet over.

At this time, the complexion of Huang Quan's skin on his hands was not pale white, but was charred, as if it had been burned by fire.

This is a ghost's hand, which should be a puzzle of a terrifying ghost. It appeared after tearing the letter to pieces while delivering a letter in Uehara City.

"The skin color of this palm is very similar to that of another evil ghost I encountered before. Is there any connection between them?"

Huang Quan thought of the supernatural bus in Dachang City, in order to avoid being suppressed by the ghost domain painted by ghosts, and was pulled into the supernatural space.

There are many strange places in that supernatural space, dim roads, cemeteries with no end, and platforms on the roadside...

One of them is a curved forest path covered with weeds.

At the end of the forest path, there is an old house.

The house is made of wooden structure. I don’t know how long it has been built there. Several places have collapsed, and the surroundings are covered with weeds, as if they were abandoned there.

Moreover, in front of the old house, there were two red lanterns that were radiating light and had not yet been extinguished.

It was a ghost house, and there were ghosts in the house.

Huang Quan met the mummy bride there, and the mummy bride was successfully held hands by the mummy bride.

The terrifying level of the mummy bride is very high. The moment she successfully holds hands, Huang Quan loses control of her body and cannot even restart.

But in the same way, the mummy bride was also suppressed by Huang Quan's suppression curse.

The two were in a strange balance at that time.

Later, a ghost who was burnt and charred all over, like charcoal, could not see clearly from the wooden house.

The ghost's feet had been burned and deformed, and his walking posture was very twisted.

The most important thing is.

The skin color of the evil ghost was exactly the same as the ghost hand that Huangquan was holding, and it was as if it was burned by fire.

"At that time, the body of the evil ghost was burned and deformed. Now, if you think about it carefully, it seems that the ghost is indeed missing a palm."

"So is this palm a puzzle on the body of the evil ghost? Who will dismember his body? What is the purpose of doing this?"

There seemed to be more and more mysteries. What made Huang Quan most confused and puzzled was why that evil ghost had something to do with the ghost post office.

"Bang"

As she thought, Huang Quan's charred palm touched the tall male corpse's hand holding a hatchet.

Judging from this situation, people who don’t know thought it was Huang Quan who wanted to hold the tall male corpse with his hand.

Huangquan's charred palm seemed to carry some supernatural power.

The moment the two palms touched, the tall male corpse's hand holding a hatchet was released uncontrollably.

Huang Quan's charred palm has some ability to control other people's bodies.

Whether it is the body of a living person or the corpse of a dead person, as long as it is invaded by the supernatural power of the charred palm, the body will be controlled.

Not only the human body, but even the ghost body can be controlled, but it also depends on the other party's terror.

The higher the terrifying level of ghosts, the smaller the impact the palm can have.

Like this tall rotten male corpse in good condition, the impact that the palms can cause is almost negligible.

But now the male corpse has been restricted by Huangquan. If the ghost hand wants to affect the male corpse, it is still possible to let him loose one palm.

"Clang~" sounded.

The male corpse let go of his hand. The strange hatchet in his hand broke away from the male corpse's hand and fell to the ground, making a sound like a metal falling to the ground.

Next to the male corpse, another "Huangquan" reached out to pick up the hatchet on the ground and held the knife handle.

Then, the "Yellow Spring" holding the hatchet disappeared.

The hatchet suddenly appeared in Huang Quan's hand.

At this moment, the rusty hatchet in the tall man's hand changed to a master.

Now, its owner is Huangquan!
Chapter completed!