Chapter 52: Old Man With A Cane
“Opportunity!”
The confrontation was about to arrive, but at this moment, the Faceless Person who had already disappeared suddenly appeared beside Lin Qian, reaching for Lin Qian’s face.
He had waited so long, and finally saw the opportunity!
A terrifying supernatural force emanated from the Faceless Person’s arm.
Lin Qian’s face immediately underwent a terrifying mutation, his face skin wriggling uncontrollably.
The edges cracked open, and the entire face skin seemed to show signs of peeling off.
Lin Qian only felt his consciousness dizzy, “Attack Consciousness’s supernatural!”
“I can’t dodge the attack within my consciousness!”
He could feel that his consciousness was peeling off along with the face skin.
It was as if once his face fell off, his consciousness would also adhere to the face skin and fall off together.
This method was so similar to the Newspaper Ghost that peels people’s face skin in the original work!
And his Fierce Ghost surprisingly couldn’t dodge this supernatural.
“Courting death!”
Lin Qian’s expression became ferocious, and the three Death Robes in his hand fell. His free hand grabbed the Faceless Person’s arm.
Immediately, his face snapped back into place in an instant, no longer cracking or falling off.
The Faceless Person was startled inside, “My ghost is being suppressed…”
At the same time, several eerie words appeared on him, but because of supernatural suppression, these words collapsed and dispersed as soon as they appeared.
Pfft~!
A bone nail directly pierced through Lin Qian’s hand.
Lin Qian felt the pain, but still grabbed the Old Woman’s body.
The terrifying supernatural instantly attacked, and the Old Woman’s belly swelled up in the blink of an eye. Immediately after, a pale white arm emerged from the Old Woman’s belly.
It looked like it was about to tear open the opponent’s belly and extend out, but the next moment, the clothes on the Old Woman fiercely wrapped this arm and suppressed it down.
Good grief, the most terrifying Ghost Clothes, and the opponent was actually wearing it on her body!
Lin Qian kicked straight at her, kicking the Old Woman’s chest, then lifted the Faceless Person and directly moved away from the Old Woman.
The Old Woman shook her head, patted the footprint on her chest, her expression showing no change whatsoever.
“Kid, you’re dead for sure.”
The Old Woman looked faintly at Lin Qian.
Her gaze fell on Lin Qian’s trembling hand, where the hand was pierced by a pitch-black bone nail, and the bone nail had already begun to revive, with terrifying supernatural spreading from Lin Qian’s hand.
You suppressed the Faceless Person’s ghost, so what are you going to use to suppress this bone nail?
The Old Woman sneered, “Do you think I only rely on those Death Robes to kill?”
“You’re wrong, making clothes is just my ability, not the foundation of my survival.”
The Faceless Person tightly grabbed Lin Qian’s arm, not letting the opponent throw him off.
He had three ghosts suppressed, but there were still two ghosts not suppressed by the opponent.
The opponent’s situation was extremely bad, the Fierce Ghost on his body was rapidly reviving, and the bone nail was also attacking the opponent’s body.
As long as he didn’t let the opponent withdraw this supernatural that could suppress three ghosts, this kid was sure to die.
“Kid, you underestimated the enemy.”
“This is your cause of death!” the Old Woman said definitively.
“Underestimated the enemy?”
Lin Qian shook his hand, with a clatter.
The bone nail piercing his hand fell off, and the supernatural on his hand seemed to be thrown off along with the bone nail, disappearing without a trace.
The wound rapidly healed, and he reached out to smooth his face skin, “I never underestimated any of you.”
The Old Woman’s pupils contracted slightly, “Shook it off?”
“How is this possible!”
The Old Woman was puzzled as to why her attack could still be dodged by the opponent.
The Fierce Ghosts on Lin Qian’s body stirred and revived, the Killer Ghost and the Ghost Performer rapidly reviving.
Two Fierce Ghosts both reaching A-level terror level, reviving at extreme speed.
Lin Qian’s expression gradually became numb, and on his face, a Weird Mask faintly appeared.
The scene was eerie, making people horrified.
Lin Qian sensed his own situation. Without the Ghost Messenger’s supernatural suppression, the two non-crashed ghosts were like wild horses breaking free from reins, surging and reviving.
If not for the Crashed Fierce Ghost’s suppression, he might have had these two ghosts revive the moment he released the Ghost Messenger’s suppression.
Lin Qian glanced at the Faceless Person, “I don’t know if you’re smart or stupid, daring to get close to me.”
The Faceless Person’s heart sank.
The next moment, he struggled fiercely, wanting to break free from Lin Qian’s control. If the opponent had a mouth right now, he would definitely be shouting it’s impossible!
“What are you struggling for? Didn’t you not want to let go of me? Why run now?”
The supernatural revival on Lin Qian’s body stopped abruptly.
The Faceless Person’s body trembled slightly, and suddenly a terrifying supernatural emanated from his body.
“Useless.”
Lin Qian kicked the Faceless Person away.
“Just using one of your ghosts that can peel faces, and you’re already reviving your Fierce Ghost?”
“Stingy thing.”
With a bang, the Faceless Person was kicked flying several meters away, rolling on the ground, but soon the opponent stopped.
Ghost faces appeared on the opponent’s body one by one, and on the Faceless Person’s faceless face, one ferocious terrifying face after another changed expressions back and forth.
“Fierce Ghost Revival temporarily resolved, but must be quick.”
Three ghosts capable of reviving inside the body, although forming a balance, but once reviving, they would revive together.
The ghost taken from the Faceless Person actually had a terror level not inferior to the Ghost Performer.
Balance…
Lacking the Ghost Messenger’s suppression was equivalent to missing one balance.
These three reviving ghosts needed the Ghost Messenger’s suppression power to intervene for a complete balance.
Lin Qian withdrew his gaze from the Faceless Person, and the Ghost Messenger’s suppression power on his body instantly suppressed those three non-crashed Fierce Ghosts.
Balance established, the Fierce Ghosts no longer revived.
At this moment, on Lin Qian’s neck, the ferocious Ghost Mouth retracted, and immediately after, his face skin truly healed, and his consciousness returned to normal.
At the same time, a Weird Mask appeared on his face.
Without the Faceless Person’s face-peeling ability, what did he have to fear from the opponent?
“You’d better get serious, stop probing.”
Lin Qian looked at the bone nail on the ground, which slowly disappeared.
And on the Old Man’s hand, a bone nail quietly appeared.
The bone nail was very terrifying, its killing pattern and supernatural could easily kill him.
But sorry, this bone nail was a supernatural item type of Fierce Ghost.
Lin Qian directly assumed without thinking that this was a male Fierce Ghost.
So he easily dodged the opponent’s attack.
If the Old Woman didn’t let go of this bone nail, he might really have trouble.
“Good, good, good.”
“First time, really the first time.”
The distant Faceless Person slowly stood up, and a middle-aged man’s face appeared on his face.
He touched his facial features nostalgically, “I don’t know how many years it’s been since I used this face.”
The Fierce Ghost revival on the opponent’s body subsided in an instant.
But Lin Qian noticed that on the opponent, one face silently crumbled into ashes.
“Kid, you really deserve to die.”
“I admit I underestimated you.”
The Faceless Person showed a stiff smile; having not had a face for a long time, he was still somewhat unaccustomed to having a face.
The Old Woman dropped the basket, and two more Death Robes walked out from inside, dark red Death Robes.
The three Death Robes that Lin Qian had thrown away also revived at this moment.
The rest of the Death Robes did the same.
The encirclement momentum reappeared.
The initial probing was complete, and Lin Qian had no losses.
But the opponent had lost one ghost.
The Old Woman’s expression was icy cold. Although surprised at how the opponent had done it just now, it didn’t matter—as long as they took down the opponent, everything would be known.
Forcing the Faceless Person to reveal his face was enough for the opponent to be proud of.
“Do I deserve to die?”
Lin Qian touched his mask; gaining one more ghost added a fresh element to his mask.
The Killer Ghost was a red thread, the Ghost Messenger was a black dot at the brow, and the Faceless Person’s Faceless Ghost added a dark red pattern at the mask’s edge.
His mask was eerie and ferocious.
“Two minutes have already passed, by the way, why hasn’t that other old thing come yet?”
Lin Qian looked at the two and asked.
The sky at this moment was completely shrouded in gray haze, and the surrounding environment gradually became blurry.
The drifting paper ash could already be touched.
This meant they were entering the Ghost Painting’s Ghost Domain.
The Fierce Ghost he had attracted was the Ghost Painting.
Based on the original work’s information, he knew what He Yuetian’s face represented.
He also knew the Ghost Painting’s killing pattern.
He had Wang Xiaoqiang paint He Yuetian’s face combined with a Wedding Dress into an oil painting.
An oil painting that could become a Ghost Painting was thus born.
Of course, turning it into a Ghost Painting required one important step.
This step was simple: find someone who knew the Ghost Painting’s killing pattern to view this painting.
The painting would slowly turn into a Ghost Painting.
But this speed was too slow; he couldn’t hold out that long, and one Ghost Painting wasn’t very useful anyway.
So, he had Wang Xiaoqiang ask Wang Xiaoming for two white Ghost Candles.
White Ghost Candles could attract Fierce Ghosts.
One Ghost Candle could attract countless Fierce Ghosts; he took two!
Fully two!
Just in case it couldn’t attract the Ghost Painting’s Ghost Domain.
Now, he had succeeded.
But it seemed someone still hadn’t appeared.
In this era, the third-generation Soul Summoner who could summon deceased Ghost Controllers, He Liansheng, still hadn’t appeared.
What was the opponent doing?
Hearing Lin Qian’s words, the Old Woman frowned slightly, and the Faceless Person’s eyes narrowed.
Right, where was He Liansheng?
Why hadn’t he finished soul summoning yet?
The Fierce Ghost’s Ghost Domain was about to completely envelop them, and the opponent still hadn’t gotten it done?
The two exchanged a glance, both somewhat puzzled.
Lin Qian slowly retreated, and unknowingly, he had arrived beside the extinguished Ghost Candles.
He picked up the two Ghost Candles, clatter, the lighter produced a flame.
The pale white candlelight instantly spread toward the surroundings.
The Ghost Candles were lit again.
The Old Woman and Faceless Person sensed something wrong and immediately launched an attack.
But it was too late.
The moment the Ghost Candles were lit, the Ghost Painting’s Ghost Domain fully descended.
Lin Qian held the Ghost Candles, waved at the two, and opened his mouth, “See you inside the Ghost Painting.”
The next moment, their attacks missed. When they reacted, the surroundings had unknowingly turned into a Withered Yellow Wheat Field.
The sky was gray and hazy, paper ash drifting in the sky.
Behind them was a city, an extremely eerie city mixing Western-style buildings, Chinese-style buildings, and rural buildings.
Various strange roads intersected and appeared.
The scene was bizarre and eerie.
The Old Woman and Faceless Person looked extremely grim.
Both had a question in their hearts: what the hell was He Liansheng doing!
Meanwhile, two minutes earlier.
He Liansheng was holding a spirit tablet, huffing and puffing as he performed soul summoning.
The soul body was just about to condense, and consciousness was also emerging.
The soul summoning completed, he was preparing to bring this Republican Era Old Man to take down that kid.
But just as he had the summoned Old Man open the Ghost Domain, ahead of him, an Old Man with a Cane walked out from who knows when.
The Old Man was very old, older than him.
But he felt no supernatural from the opponent.
Yet the opponent’s slightly numb eyes indicated he was definitely not an ordinary person.
He was very wary of the opponent’s appearance, but unexpectedly, the summoned Old Man seemed to know the opponent and immediately said:
“Xiao Qin, why are you here?”
Hearing this familiar voice, the Old Man sighed, his eyes showing reminiscence.
“How is this era now?”
“I don’t feel good about it; even a dead person like me is being pulled out to help fight, which clearly indicates some problems.”
Hearing this, the Old Man with a Cane opposite had his gaze shift slightly, “The era has just begun; the outcome is still unknown.”
The summoned Old Man’s brows furrowed instantly, “Supernatural Revival has just begun?”
In an instant, the Old Man looked at He Liansheng.
“Who are you dealing with, human or ghost?”
Hearing this, He Liansheng fell silent.
The Old Man with a Cane had a calm expression, “A human.”
“A Ghost Controller of this era.”
“Heh, Soul Summoners are all sources of disaster. I said so before; Zhang Dong wouldn’t listen and merely split the Soul Summoning Ghost instead of completely exiling it.”
He Liansheng’s expression changed slightly, and the next moment, the spirit tablet in his hand emitted cracking sounds.
Then, the spirit tablet shattered into pieces and fell from He Liansheng’s hand.
And the summoned Old Man’s soul body rapidly became illusory at this moment.
“You’d better not misguided yourself.” As the soul body disappeared, the Old Man coldly said to He Liansheng.
Just like when He Liansheng previously summoned to chase Lin Qian, this Old Man also refused to act against this era’s Ghost Controllers.
This era’s Ghost Controllers were the hope for the future!
They left their relics not to kill hope, but to offer a modest contribution to those needed in the future.
He Liansheng’s expression fluctuated between overcast and sunny.
He looked at this Old Man; from the opponent’s appearance until now, with just three sentences, he had made his summoned old senior destroy the relic he left behind.
“Who are you.”
He Liansheng asked.
The wariness in his eyes unmasked.
Since the opponent knew the summoned Old Man, it meant this person was also a Republican Era Ghost Controller.
Strength definitely stronger than him.
“Who I am isn’t important; the purpose of my coming here is important.”
The Old Man leaned on his cane, gazing in one direction where two old Ghost Controllers were bullying a young person.
But it seemed that immature young person wasn’t suffering any loss.
However, that was just because those two old Ghost Controllers weren’t serious yet, and moreover, those two were waiting for someone.
The Old Man withdrew his gaze, “This is the second time.”
“If counting that dead person, this is the third time.”
“My patience is limited.”
He Liansheng clenched his fist slightly, “This isn’t fair.”
“Oh? You deliberately sell Fierce Ghosts to tourists, let the Fierce Ghosts kill them, then recover the Fierce Ghosts—is that fair?”
“You killed his parents, he survived, and now you want to kill him too—is that fair?”
“Couldn’t kill him once, now ganging up to kill him—is that fair?”
“During the first chase, the old senior you summoned deliberately didn’t catch up and even wasted a lot of your time.”
“But even so, you didn’t let that kid go and still chased after—is that fair?”
“You forced a young person to have to kill his lifesaver—is that fair?”
The Old Man said slowly, his tone growing colder.
“Living people entering the Ghost Market to buy things is voluntary; we don’t remind them—that’s the rule.” He Liansheng was silent for a moment before saying.
“Oh? Is that so?”
The Old Man narrowed his eyes slightly, “The rule, huh?”
“If I level Taiping Ancient Town tomorrow and fill in Ghost Lake, would you still talk to me about ‘rule’?”
He Liansheng’s expression changed drastically.
“Do you think whose rules the Ghost Market’s regulations are?”
“You talk rules with me.”
The Old Man chuckled dryly twice.
“No vendettas within two years after coming out of the Ghost Painting, unless the opponent comes knocking.”
“You can’t beat him yourself—that’s your problem; don’t find other excuses.”
“What you did in Taiping Ancient Town—do you think I don’t know?”
“I’m just too lazy to deal with you.”
After speaking, the Old Man glanced sideways at He Liansheng, “You can try if I can or can’t level Taiping Ancient Town.”
As the Old Man left his final words, he turned, leaning on his cane, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.
In place, He Liansheng was left with an ashen face.
The Ghost Painting’s Ghost Domain completely enveloped here.
Everything was pulled into the Ghost Domain.
Da Jiang City, inside the club.
“Why transfer 50 million to an account in Dayuan City?”
Wang Xiaoqiang looked at the club’s transaction records, somewhat surprised as he looked at Chu He.
He remembered Chu He had no acquaintances or friends in Dayuan City.
In the club, embezzlement was fine as long as not excessive; they wouldn’t care.
But coming up with 50 million right away was a bit too much.
“The President told me to transfer it, saying there was no money before to compensate, but now there’s money, so at least compensate a bit. Although 50 million for a life is still not worth it, no choice—he used it.”
Hearing Chu He’s words, Wang Xiaoqiang thought for a moment, suddenly realized something, and nodded, “It’s that driver’s family.”
Chu He nodded.
“Then it makes sense.”
