Chapter 296 Walls have ears

"Restricted area ahead, evil spirits, stop."

The moment the signpost was put up, Zhao Tong's den had already turned from a point of return to a point of no return.

Don't look back on the road, there are no survivors in front of you, but there will be people coming behind you.

The road sign points to the far end of the winding road, meaning that all other directions are prohibited. No matter whether it is a human or a ghost, as long as the rule is triggered, they will be indiscriminately attacked by the ghosts stored in the road sign.

"How does it feel?"

At this time, Zhao Tong also took back his ghost den, and the ghost in the yellow mud road was fished out. His condition had improved significantly. Although the degree of recovery of the evil ghost was still very high, he believed that Cao Yang had a way to solve it.

"I feel better. But the problem of recovery still exists. I can only hold on for half a month at most. If I use my abilities again during this period, I may die at any time."

Zhao Tong's expression eased a little, but the lifeless aura lingering around him could not be shaken off.

"You need to master new spirits and establish a new balance."

Cao Yang saw the problem at a glance, but to be honest he couldn't help much in this situation. The only thing he could do was provide some suitable ghosts for him to choose from.

"Drive the guidepost, or... the ghost bridge."

Cao Yang was thinking that at the moment, the signpost was the most suitable one, but in terms of the horror level, it was not enough to balance the two ghosts, the return road and the yellow mud road. He needed to add some more ingredients.

As for the Ghost Bridge, it is a ghost controlled by the Wheel-Turning King, one of the Ten Courts of Hell of the Reform Society. However, the Ghost Bridge is only one of the supernatural powers controlled by the Wheel-Turning King. If Zhao Tong tries to control his corpse now, it would be tantamount to suicide.

"If that doesn't work, I'll have to send you on that ghost bus. I can help you suppress your resurgence temporarily, but this is not a long-term solution."

A ghost slave from the memory world invaded the reality. His whole body was wet, and smelly and turbid water stains kept oozing out. Similarly, his hair was loose, and his face looked like a man and a woman, making it impossible to tell them apart.

The ghost slave instantly sank into Zhao Tong's body, like a basin of water poured on him. Zhao Tong instantly felt an extreme chill invading him, and at the same time, his mouth and nose felt as if choked by water, and for a moment he felt like he was suffocating.

However, this gloomy feeling is like the tide, coming quickly and going away quickly.

Zhao Tong now felt that his condition had improved significantly, but his whole body had become very cold, as if his blood had solidified. He could feel that there was a lot of strange water in his body, which seemed to be forcibly injected and kept seeping out from the surface of his skin. It would take at least five or six days to completely expel it from his body.

"The lake water can temporarily help you suppress the ghost in your body, but it won't last long. During this time, you have to control the signpost. I will try my best to help you find the ghost's way. According to my idea, the ghost should be able to help you achieve a new balance."

Cao Yang thought for a moment and said that it was just natural for him to help his teammates solve their physical problems as he was planning to travel to many cities in the country in the near future.

"Thank you, Captain. If conditions permit, I will make some preparations myself."

Zhao Tong said gratefully.

However, he was not a fool. He knew that he could not put all his hopes on Cao Yang. The world was already hopeless enough. Even the captain was walking on the edge of life and death every day. He might disappear completely if he was involved in a supernatural incident.

"I wish you good luck. I'll leave these things to you. Even if you really reach your limit one day, they can help you hold on to your last breath."

Cao Yang left behind five ghost candles, two surrogate dolls and a ghost-exorcising horn. He took these things from the headquarters. His purpose was to express his condolences to the city leaders who had been dealing with supernatural events for a long time and to stabilize the morale of the troops in advance, so that they would not be easily subverted.

"I'm going to deal with the Walls Have Ears incident. Do you want to come with me?"

"Since you, the captain, have come out in person, there should be no need for me."

Zhao Tong smiled awkwardly. It was obvious that he didn't want to get involved in supernatural events anymore. He still valued his life very much.

"Then I'll take you back first."

Cao Yang flashed, picked up Zhao Tong, instantly activated the ghost den and sent him back to the office. Then he disappeared, coming and going like the wind.

Dongcheng District in Daji City is an old city with a relatively backward economy. There are many villages here. However, due to the supernatural events, Dongcheng District seems very deserted at this time, and many residents have moved away. "Walls have ears. According to past experience, maybe walls are the medium of ghosts, or maybe ghosts will do something when there are walls."

Of course, Cao Yang is not so arrogant as to rely solely on his own experience. Supernatural events are not a child's play. If you are too limited to experience or subjective judgment, it will kill people.

The cold ghost wind instantly enveloped the blocked deserted village. The five layers of ghost domain affected reality, but also broke the boundary between the spiritual land and reality, and even made some ghosts that did not exist in reality reveal some outlines.

However, the ghost wind did not have any effect. The whole village was dead silent. There was not even the sound of wind blowing through the leaves. It was like a dead village.

"A ghost that can't even be seen in the fifth level of the ghost realm?"

The strong wind subsided, but that didn't mean giving up, because a turbid, smelly lake of blood had risen up and almost instantly submerged the village.

However, even so, Cao Yang still did not find the existence of the ghost.

But that kind of cold and chilly feeling would not deceive people, it was a unique characteristic of evil spirits. There were indeed ghosts in this village, but the ghost den could not let them show themselves.

"Zhao Tong, what does it mean that walls have ears?"

As Cao Yang made a phone call to inquire, a strange figure suddenly appeared in the blood lake.

It was the body of a child. His clothes were torn and his skin was covered with bruises. Even a piece of flesh on his face had been gouged out. It seemed that the child had been abused during his lifetime.

However, the expression on the corpse's face was somewhat hideous and vicious, and his eyes were filled with an inexplicable ferocity and cruelty, as if the person who abused him was Cao Yang.

"A little devil?"

Cao Yang frowned.

Although the little ghost looked like it was immersed in a lake of blood, it was actually not. The little ghost was approaching with stiff steps, and it was obvious that it had already set its sights on Cao Yang.

"An idealistic ghost?"

"Captain, this is really hard to describe. Anyway, that ghost is very evil. Just try not to let him hear human voices."

Zhao Tong seemed to be afraid of something. He said something quickly and hung up the phone.

"Human voice? The law of ghosts is sound?"

The call was very short, but the information Zhao Tong provided was very effective. However, he did not know that Cao Yang had already come into contact with the ghost.

In Cao Yang's sight, the number of little ghosts has changed. Obviously, the sound is its pattern. Now there are two identical little ghosts approaching him.

"When there is sound, it will split, like a silent ghost."

Having reached this level, Cao Yang rarely considers the laws of ghosts, because even if he accidentally triggers the law of death, the supernatural cannot kill him.

Simply put, he already has a very high cost of trial and error, so he no longer has to worry about mobilizing his abilities exacerbating the recovery problem.

"Just get started and deal with it."

Although the evil ghost looks like a child, Cao Yang will not be merciful. Before the evil ghost can attack him, Cao Yang's supernatural power has suddenly descended.

"It can block the influence of the blood lake. This ghost is really quite capable."

The next moment, the two children were instantly knocked to the ground by a tremendous pressure, turned into a pool of rotten meat, and never got up again.

(End of this chapter)