Dachang City, outside the suburbs.

Yang Jian was a little desperate. Just as the monk opened the ghost realm to cover the ghost painting, Yang Jian proposed to retreat.

In his opinion, when the monk solves the ghost painting, it will soon be their turn, and it is only a matter of time.

What Yang Jian didn't expect was that Wang Xiaoming refused without thinking, as if he had some special purpose.

"Why? You are playing with fire. The horror of this ghost monk is far beyond your imagination!"

Yang Jian asked, he didn't know what Wang Xiaoming had, but he was indeed a little afraid of the ghost monk and didn't want to face it directly.

However, Wang Xiaoming only replied lightly about Yang Jian's anger.

"With your current IQ, it's hard for me to explain it to you."

Yang Jian instantly wanted to give up and run away alone.

As for Li Jun, Yang Jian directly chose to ignore him, and he knew at a glance that he was the kind of wood that only obeyed orders and did things.

Later, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and stayed. It was not that he was so noble, but that his ghost eyes were suppressed.

If you want to run through the horror level and base it with your legs, you will be a ghost at the S level. Yang Jian said that he dare not write the novel like this.

Since you can't escape, let's continue to see how things are going, and by the way, what is that guy Wang Xiaoming's idea.

"Fuck!!!"

The next moment, Yang Jian was stunned by the changes in Dachang City, which was too exaggerated.

I saw that the entire Dachang City had undergone earth-shaking changes. Dachang City, which had experienced several supernatural events, became sad and suffered heavy casualties.

But what did Yang Jian see now?

Collapsed houses are recovering, broken trees are reborn.

What is even more shocking is that the dead life is resurrecting.

The whole city is like a backward movie.

"Is this a whole city restart?" Li Jun asked in shock.

"No! Restart cannot be done. This is a kind of plausible ability to restart, which is even more powerful than restart." Wang Xiaoming's eyes also had a look of shock.

Obviously, this was beyond his expectations.

"This is indeed not a restart. If you have to express it in words, I think it should be called: time countercurrent!"

Yang Jian said, this scene is too exaggerated. Is that monk a god?!

"Is time going against the current? It's also true." Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, "Li Jun, let's record it, prepare to establish a new file and report it to the headquarters."

"Okay." Li Jun responded.

Wang Xiaoming pondered for a moment and said, “

Code name: Ghost Buddha,

Ability: unknown,

Current status: not detained,

Horror level: S level.”

Yang Jian next to him hopped his eyelids when he heard the terrifying level S level. According to his understanding, the monk code-named "Ghost Buddha" started at the S level. If it were Yang Jian's words, he would directly define it as SS level.

"Professor Wang, what do you think of as horror?" Li Jun was a little unresponsive, and even thought he had heard it wrong.

"S-level!" Wang Xiaoming's tone was unquestionable.

He has his concerns, and currently no incidents above S level are allowed, which is a hidden rule between countries.

So if any ghost-controller thinks that some "S-level" are really ordinary S-level, they can be killed directly.

There is no way, people's hearts are hard to bear. Now all countries are helpless even at S level. This suddenly pops up above S level, and I am afraid that most ghost-controlling people will give up.

The reason is very simple, it is fear of death!

Although S-level is almost dead, at least there is still some hope.

"Okay, professor." Li Jun is a ghost-controlling ghost, but he is also a soldier. The military's duty is to obey orders.

.............

Looking at Dachang City, which has recovered as before, the monk breathed a sigh of relief.

But a wisp of black patterns began to appear on his face, which was very strange.

"Over use of power has caused the Buddha nature to be overloaded. Are you so impatient? Demon."

The monk seemed to have realized this scene a long time ago. He felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring, and his mind was gradually occupied by another consciousness.

A thought of the Buddha and demon, a ghost body, two souls, one sleeps deeply, the other wakes up, and they don’t meet each other.

The monk was originally a mortal in ancient times. He was greedy and wanted to live forever.

In his time, a legend was circulated, and it is said that signing a contract with the gods can get the favor of the gods and share them with the gods.

There are no gods in this world, only ghosts!

But the monk at that time did not know that he was looking for "gods" around to live forever.

Finally one night, a so-called "god" came to him and was willing to enter his body and coexist with him.

In ancient times, people were so superstitious. At first, the monk thought he had become an immortal god because he had all kinds of incredible powers.

The monk began to save all living beings and frequently used the power of "gods".

Finally one day, the nightmare began...

…………

"The world is ignorant, where does the god come from? Only demons! Only demons, hahaha~"

Thinking of the past, the monk laughed loudly, not knowing whether it was the world or himself who was laughing at it.

"Crazy~"

The monk swung his right hand hard, and the black chain began to wrap around himself, circle by circle.

The curse of the black chain began to be released, and the monk felt that his body was gradually being suppressed. This chain was not simple.

It was from a ghost a thousand years ago. It was a vermilion coffin. Back then, this chain was wrapped around the coffin.

Of course, in the monk's era, it was called "god"!

"swastika"

On the monk's shoulder, the worn-out robes suddenly turned into a black "卍" character, and then the black "卍" character was printed on the monk's back. The second type of suppression curse was also released.

This robe has a greater origin!

The two curses of the chain and the cassock were added together, and the suppression gradually formed. The monk used his only remaining wisdom to teleport himself away with the ghost realm.

As for where the teleportation was, he didn't know. Maybe it was a forest, maybe it was a city, or maybe it was a... a supernatural place!

…………

On a highway, an old bus is driving slowly, neither rushing nor slow, and the speed is always around fifty yards. This is the supernatural bus.

This is a weird place, with graves on both sides of the road.

It was already morning, but the sky was still dark, and this was a strange place.

"Bang~" a figure flashed past and hit the side of the bus.

This figure is a monk with an ordinary appearance, but his face is covered with black stripes. On his back, there is a black "卍" character with a faint black light.

What's even more strange is that the monk was tied to a chain, which was black and wrapped around the monk's body.

The monk seemed to have a huge force, and the bus was knocked over and overturned several times. When it was overturning, the door was opened somehow.

"Puuuu"

"Puuuu"

"Puuuu"

Three "people" fell out of the car door.

One of them is an adult man. The man seems to have problems with his body. He is arching his body while lying on the ground, and his hands are also very inconsistent.

The other is a pale-skinned child.

The last one was a handsome young man, but his skin was extremely pale. He was wearing a black dead man's shroud. On the shroud, there was also a bright red word "天"...
Chapter completed!