Chapter 323: Sunken Lake
"We must get rid of this person's memory as soon as possible."
Although memory is Shen Lin's home field, it does not mean it is absolutely safe. For example, now, this Zhongshan suit man obviously has similar supernatural powers, or he has used some supernatural items.
The door of the old, abandoned private school was open, but inside was a thick and deep darkness. A strong suction force came from the darkness, as if to pull Shen Lin outside completely in.
Shen Lin's expression was solemn, and a feeling of uneasiness was spreading.
"Restart."
At this moment, he chose to restart without hesitation and chose to invade another memory. Although he would lose this part of the memory, compared to facing the dangerous private school, this price was nothing.
The man who called himself Lao Zhang did not stop them. One of the Lao Zhangs who was guarding in front of the private school walked in silently holding an oil lamp. The dim light directly dispelled the darkness in the private school, creating an eerie silence.
On the boat, Shen Lin's figure reappeared, but now his face was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on the expressionless middle-aged man opposite him, his eyes full of fear.
"Young man, don't be too impetuous. We will confront each other one day, so don't be anxious. Take your time. But if you still intend to keep pressing me, I don't mind sinking you all into the lake."
Calm and indifferent, yet always revealing composure and confidence. Even when facing four captains at the same time, Lao Zhang remained calm.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you could do it, you would have done it a long time ago."
Of course Yang Jian would not back down just because of what the other party said. Not only were these people of unknown origin, but each of them was a top ghost rider who could fight against a captain in a one-on-one fight. Even his own ghost den had suffered a certain degree of trauma. He was not absolutely sure that he could keep them.
Above the dark, frozen lake, another kind of darkness that was so thick and dense that it seemed to be materializing was rapidly condensing, and a clear outline was gathering. This outline looked like a huge and evil coffin!
"Old Zhang, there's something dirty on Li Jun, that murderous painting, and that coffin. I suggest we just sink them all into the lake."
Chen Qiaoyang's voice rang out again. This time, with six evil spirits by his side, he was even confident that he could escape unscathed if Li Jun used that forbidden method, so his mind became active.
"The painting, the coffin, is interesting. It seems to be Lao Qin's masterpiece. His understanding of the supernatural is truly unprecedented."
Old Zhang's expression changed slightly and he turned his gaze to Li Jun.
Although he doesn't have the ghost eye, there are no secrets in Lao Zhang's eyes either. What's more, Li Jun is not an introverted person.
"A piece of human skin supported by will-o'-the-wisp fire, with an oil painting imprinted on it. It is definitely that evil painting."
Through Li Jun's coat, Lao Zhang saw an oil painting printed on Li Jun's skin. The background of the painting was a dark world, which seemed to be a modern metropolis. Most of the city was blurry, except for a tall building that had collapsed several floors.
There is a name hanging on the building - Ping An Building.
"Ping'an Building, I see. The evil painting was suppressed by Lao Qin in this place called Ping'an Building. It was really an unexpected gain."
Old Zhang suddenly laughed silently, but Yang Jian read some relief, or excitement from his smile, but then he smelled danger.
I saw that Lao Zhang's whole body began to radiate a strong light. The light was of strange color and not bright, but it was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.
As soon as the light appeared, it dispelled the thick darkness above the lake, and an inexplicable anxiety and uneasiness enveloped every captain present.
"Are you kidding me?!"
Yang Jian's face turned ugly. Although his ghost eyes had just closed, they were agitated and even showed signs of revival under the stimulation of the light. Not only Yang Jian, but several other people were also affected. The dead ghosts in their bodies were about to wake up. Liu San even hurriedly covered the old corpse with yellow paper again. Shen Lin, who did not exist in reality, was also forced to become a person in reality under the cover of this light. This was a great restriction for him. At least before the light faded, he lost the capital to use the restart to escape from the ghost lake.
Li Jun's situation was even worse. Lao Zhang casually swung his knife, and although he didn't really touch him, a hideous crack was torn on Li Jun's skin. The crack was jagged and irregularly serrated, like a piece of paper torn at random.
The only one who was not affected was Ah Hong. Perhaps it was because she was too weak and Lao Zhang did not take her seriously. He was even too lazy to attack her, or maybe it was for some other reason.
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. The truth is simple, but you have to sacrifice your life to understand it."
Lao Zhang waved his hand casually, and the next second the boat the captains were riding on was overturned. Liu San, Shen Lin and Ah Hong on the boat were quickly invaded by the coldness of the lake. They tried to resist, but there was an invisible force under the lake that was pulling them, trying to make them sink forever.
Shen Lin frantically stimulated the ghost in his body, but to no avail.
"I can only transform myself by force. I cannot die here."
At this moment Shen Lin made a dangerous decision. His code name was Ghost Face, and he could copy other people's supernatural powers and use them for himself. It was similar to Ghost Makeup, but the conditions were much more stringent than Ghost Makeup.
Compared to Ah Hong and the other three, Shen Lin sank much slower, because he was essentially a person who did not exist in reality. Although Lao Zhang's ghost light had restricted him to the real level, even if the ghost lake wanted to completely submerge him, it could only invade little by little, which took time.
Yang Jian's situation was much better. A thick black shadow was hovering under his feet. Black and stiff hands kept reaching out from the shadow, trying to drag Yang Jian's body above the water.
The Ghost Eye was temporarily restricted, and Yang Jian lost his support. Even if he wanted to leave, it was too late now.
At this time, he remembered a sentence from the information provided by Cao Yang:
"The lake is the ghost, and the ghost is the lake."
Cold and numb.
The dark lake water was unbearably cold, and the feeling of freezing quickly spread throughout his body. Even the ghost hand could no longer pull Yang Jian's body up, and he sank little by little into the dead and silent ghost lake.
"Success!"
Shen Lin, no, he can no longer be called Shen Lin now. At this moment, he has transformed into the appearance of Lao Zhang, which means that he can use the supernatural power controlled by Lao Zhang. Although he cannot fully utilize it, it is enough to get himself out of the predicament.
"What a terrifying supernatural power. It's hard to imagine that this level of supernatural power can be controlled."
Without time to familiarize himself, Shen Lin opened the same ghost den and at the same time reversed his own state, turning back into a person who existed only in his memory.
"I can only exert less than half of my strength. I still can't escape from this den of evil. I can only use other people's memories to restart."
He stood on the water and did not notice that his whole body was getting wet. Even the turbid and cold lake water continued to seep out of his body.
"There is no choice. Only Yang Jian has not completely sunk into the lake."
The next moment, his facial features changed back again. Shen Lin didn't dare to maintain the transformed state for a long time. Since Old Zhang had the ability to counterattack him in his memory, he might be able to do something more to him through the medium of transformed state. He didn't want to make such a gamble at this time.
(End of this chapter)