Chapter 255 Arrival and Entanglement

In the void and darkness of space, a dilapidated ghost bus is running slowly, its dim lights illuminating the road ahead and indicating the direction.

Inside the carriage, Wang Xiaoming flipped his hand and took out the ball ghost from the wilderness of knowledge. At this time, the ball ghost was no longer as ferocious as before and stayed quietly in Wang Xiaoming's hand.

"Look, this is the evil spirit I found for you."

The ball was plain and worn, as if it was picked up from the garbage on the roadside. Zhou Tong looked at it curiously and asked, "Professor, this ball doesn't look that special. How can you make him think it is a good match for me?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled faintly and looked at Zhou Tong's clothes. Although he was already a new ghost rider now, he no longer needed to wear ghost clothes.

However, now that they are in a supernatural place, dangerous moments will come, so Zhou Tong still controls the ghost clothes and wears them, but he needs to keep consuming the ghost power in his body to resist the erosion of the evil ghost's instincts.

In Wang Xiaoming's eyes, Zhou Tong looked like a fashionable young man wearing denim overalls and with his hair parted in the middle.

If I hold the ball in my hand, it would be such a vivid picture.

Thinking that he was still on the ghost bus, Wang Xiaoming took back the ball ghost and introduced the ball ghost's abilities to Zhou Tong in detail.

Not only does it have the ability to kill upon collision, but it can also split into thousands of clones.

Zhou Tong was very excited after hearing this. The ability of this ball ghost was perfect for him. After mastering it, his strength would definitely be greatly enhanced.

But we are still in a mysterious place and cannot directly control this evil spirit. We can only wait until we return to headquarters.

After an unknown amount of time, the ghost bus arrived at a new mysterious place, where the trees were overgrown and twisted.

From a distance, it looks eerie and scary, and doesn't seem like a good place to go.

"Professor, it seems we have arrived at a new mysterious place." Zhou Tong said with a frown when he saw the scene outside the car window.

Wang Xiaoming did not speak. Instead, when the ghost bus approached a distance and saw the ancient house appearing in the woods, he said, "Get ready to get off. We have reached our destination."

The ancient house in the forest is the place where Zhang Dong, one of the seven elders of the Republic of China, was suppressed in the original novel. The woods around the ancient house are actually transformed from evil spirits. At a glance, there are no less than thousands of strange trees.

"Huh? Professor, the bus is no longer in service?" Zhou Tong asked puzzledly.

“After getting off the bus, I will confine it to the spot,” Wang Xiaoming explained, “You come with me to visit the old seniors here.”

Shortly after the bus entered the woods, it began to slow down, slowly stopped on a small road leading to an ancient house, and then opened the door.

Wang Xiaoming took Zhou Tong and got off the bus directly. While the ghost bus had not left yet, Wang Xiaoming used the Blue Silver Entanglement again.

I saw him chanting spells silently, drawing runes in his mind, and a powerful energy was poured into the earth.

The ground beneath the Ghost Bus suddenly began to 'boil', and countless blue-silver vines emerged, binding and entangling the Ghost Bus.

The doors closed, the lights flashed, and the ghost bus began to resist, but in the end it was futile as it was lifted up by the vines and unable to break free.

Seeing that the ghost bus was restricted, Wang Xiaoming showed a satisfied expression, turned around and led Zhou Tong to the ancient house in the woods.

The path is lined with leafless dead trees and rugged shapes, and in the dim light, it has the atmosphere of a horror movie.

Wang Xiaoming secretly opened his prying eyes and looked at the dead trees on the roadside. Because he had read the original novel in his previous life, he knew that these trees were all transformed from evil spirits.

The space began to flatten, and everything was decomposing into its most original form. Under the eyes of prying eyes, Wang Xiaoming saw all kinds of evil spirits. These evil spirits were restricted by an inexplicable force and were trapped in the same place in the form of trees, which was somewhat similar to Warehouse No. 1, but different.

Warehouse No. 1 completely suppresses evil spirits, while here there is a kind of transformation force that transforms evil spirits into tree form. Evil spirits in tree form are really turned into trees, unable to move, kill or enforce the rules, which is a disguised way of imprisoning evil spirits.

This is something that can be studied. It can transform evil spirits into another form of power, which is very worthwhile to study.

Wang Xiaoming showed interest and decided to come here to study if he had the chance.

The place where the ghost bus stopped was not far from the ancient house, and Wang Xiaoming and his friends soon arrived at the gate of the ancient house.

The door of the ancient house was half-open, revealing a gap. Two red lanterns were hung high on both sides of the door. At this time, the two lanterns had been lit. Under the red candlelight, the shadows of the two people were stretched very long behind them.

Wang Xiaoming's shadow was relatively normal, but Zhou Tong's shadow began to change constantly, as if the evil spirit inside was inexplicably stimulated.

"Professor, something is wrong here!" Zhou Tong felt that the ancient house in front of him was very dangerous.

"Don't worry, we are guests here after all." Wang Xiaoming pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhou Tong followed him into the ancient house without hesitation.

"Are you the Wang Xiaoming that Qin mentioned? You are indeed extraordinary. It seems that restricting the ghost bus didn't take you much effort at all."

As soon as I entered the old house and walked into the courtyard, an old voice came from the opposite side.

Hearing the voice, Wang Xiaoming's expression remained unchanged, but Zhou Tong immediately stood in front of Wang Xiaoming to block him, and looked at the person who spoke vigilantly.

He was an old man with gray hair, who looked even older than Mr. Qin from the headquarters. He was dressed in black and was sitting leisurely on a wooden recliner.

Wang Xiaoming patted Zhou Tong on the shoulder and walked forward: "Old Qin also told me a lot about you... He said that you are the number one ghost rider."

Zhang Dong slowly stood up and looked at Wang Xiaoming with a sharp gaze: "I'm old... not worth mentioning. Now it's your new generation of ghost riders who rule the world."

Wang Xiaoming did not comment and asked, "Mr. Qin has been saying that you want to see me. I wonder what it is?"

"Come in! Let's talk inside!" Zhang Dong turned and walked towards the lobby. Then, as if he had thought of something, he said, "By the way, don't let your little follower in. Let him wait in the yard. Don't worry, there will be no danger."

Zhou Tong, who was about to follow, was stunned and looked at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming nodded to indicate that he should follow the instructions, wait in the yard, and then walked into the lobby.

There were tables and chairs arranged in the lobby. Zhang Dong had already sat in the main seat. Wang Xiaoming followed the host's wishes and sat down in a random seat.

"I have been sitting in this old house for nearly a hundred years. I haven't entertained guests for a long time. Please don't mind my limited conditions." There was no emotion in Zhang Dong's voice.

Wang Xiaoming shook his head: "Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. You have done a great deed by suppressing the supernatural. If it weren't for you, Mr. Zhang, the world might have been destroyed as the supernatural revived."

The revival of the supernatural has not appeared since the Republic of China, and it has disappeared for nearly a hundred years. This has a lot to do with the suppression of the supernatural by the Seven Elders of the Republic of China. It is because of them that human beings have been able to survive to this day.

What the Seven Elders of the Republic of China did was no different from what the protagonist Yang Jian did in the original novel. They both fought alone against the invasion of the supernatural world and were both heroic saviors of mankind.

(End of this chapter)