Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

In the mezzanine of void and darkness, a dilapidated ghost bus was driving slowly, its dim lights illuminating the road ahead and pointing the way.

In the carriage, Wang Xiaoming flipped his palm 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 hands.

"Look, this is the ghost I found for you."

The ball was simple and worn, as if it had been picked up from the garbage on the roadside. Zhou Tong looked at it curiously and took the initiative to ask: "Professor, this ball doesn't look that surprising. How can I make the professor think it is a perfect match for me?"

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

However, now that he is in a supernatural place, danger will come at any time, so Zhou Tong still controls the ghost clothes to wear on his body, but during this period, he needs to consume the ghost power in his body to resist the erosion of the ghost instinct.

In Wang Xiaoming's eyes, Zhou Tong's appearance was that of a fashionable young man wearing denim overalls and his hair parted in the middle.

If you hold this ball in your hand, it will be so picturesque.

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 die upon collision, but it can also have thousands of clones.

Zhou Tong was very excited after hearing this. The ability of this ball devil is very suitable for him. After controlling it, his strength will be greatly improved.

It's just that we are still in a supernatural land and cannot directly control this fierce ghost. We can only wait until we return to the headquarters.

I don’t know how long it took, but the ghost bus came to a new supernatural place, where trees were thick and twisted.

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

"Professor, we seem to have arrived at a new supernatural place." Zhou Tong frowned and said when he saw the scene outside the car window.

Wang Xiaoming didn't speak, but pretended to be a ghost bus and moved closer. When he saw the ancient house appearing in the woods, he said: "Get ready to get off, we have arrived at our destination."

The ancient house in the forest is the place where Zhang Dong suppressed the Seven Old Men of the Republic of China in the original novel. The woods around the ancient house are actually transformed by evil spirits. At a rough look, there are no fewer than thousands of strange trees.

"Huh? Professor, are the buses ignored?" Zhou Tong asked doubtfully.

"After getting off the car, I will keep it in place," Wang Xiaoming explained: "You come with me to visit the old-timers here."

The bus began to slow down soon after entering the woods, slowly stopped on a path leading to an ancient house, and then opened the door.

Wang Xiaoming took Zhou Tong straight off the bus. Before the ghost bus left, Wang Xiaoming used Blue Silver Coil again.

I saw him silently reciting incantations, sketching runes in his mind, and a powerful energy was poured into the earth.

The land under the ghost bus suddenly began to 'boil', and countless blue and silver vines came out, binding and entangling the ghost bus.

The door closed and the lights flickered. The ghost bus began to resist, but in the end it was to no avail. It was lifted up by the vines and could not break free.

Seeing that the ghost bus was restricted, Wang Xiaoming looked satisfied, turned around and led Zhou Tong towards the ancient house in the woods.

Both sides of the path are lined with dead trees without leaves, and the strange trees are rugged. In the dim light, it has the atmosphere of a horror movie.

Wang Xiaoming secretly opened his eyes to see the secrets and looked at the dead trees on the roadside. Because he had read the original work in his previous life, he knew that these trees were all transformed by evil ghosts.

The space began to flatten out, and everything was decomposing into its original form. Under his peeping eyes, Wang Xiaoming saw all kinds of ghosts.

These ghosts were restricted by an inexplicable force and turned into trees and were trapped in place. They were somewhat similar to No. 1 Warehouse, but different.

The No. 1 library completely suppresses the evil spirits, but here is a transformation power that transforms the evil spirits into the form of trees. The evil ghosts in the tree form really turn into trees, unable to move or kill and exercise the rules, imprisoning the evil ghosts in disguise.

You can study it here. The power that can transform the evil ghost into another form is of great research value.

Wang Xiaoming's face showed interest, and he decided to study here if he had the chance.

The place where the ghost bus stopped was not far from the ancient house. Wang Xiaoming and the others soon arrived in front of the gate of the ancient house.

The door of the ancient house was ajar, revealing a gap. On both sides of the door, two red lanterns were hung high. At this time, the two lanterns were lit. Under the red candlelight, the shadows of the two people stretched very long behind them.

Wang Xiaoming's shadow was still relatively normal, but Zhou Tong's shadow began to change constantly, as if the evil spirit inside had been 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 this time after all." Wang Xiaoming opened the door and walked in.

Without thinking, Zhou Tong followed him into the ancient house.

"Are you the Wang Xiaoming that Mr. Qin said? You are really extraordinary. It seems that restricting ghost buses didn't cost you much at all."

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

Hearing the voice, Wang Xiaoming's expression did not change, while Zhou Tong immediately stood in front to block Wang Xiaoming and looked at the person who spoke warily.

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

Wang Xiaoming patted Zhou Tong on the shoulder and walked forward: "Mr. Qin also told me a lot about you... He said that the senior is the first person to control ghosts."

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

Wang Xiaoming did not comment and asked: "Old 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 of the house. Then, as if he had thought of something, he said: "By the way, your little follower should not come 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 would follow the arrangement, 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 found a seat to sit down.

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

Wang Xiaoming shook his head: "Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. Suppressing the supernatural world is a great deed. If it weren't for you, Mr. Zhang, the world might have been destroyed with the revival of the supernatural."

The revival of the supernatural world has not appeared since the Republic of China, and it has disappeared for nearly a hundred years. It has a lot to do with the suppression of the supernatural world by the seven elders of the Republic of China. It is because of them that mankind has been able to survive to this day.

What the seven elders of the Republic of China did is no different from what the protagonist Yang Jian did in the original work. They all resisted the invasion of the supernatural world alone, and they were all heroic saviors of mankind.