Resurgence Of Terror: Ignite The Temple Of The Lord Of The World At The Beginning

In the ward.

His wife held a glass of water and handed it to Wang Zhi's pale lips.

"I'm not thirsty." Wang Zhi smiled and shook his head, "Don't cry, it's nothing."

"Nothing yet."

The wife burst into tears as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Didn't you also support me to be the ghost master of the Ghost Control Bureau back then? You already knew that such a thing would happen." Wang Zhi held his wife's hand.

"I support you, that's because you like this line of business, but..." His wife broke down in tears.

"Being spotted by a ghost and lodged in my body is a ghost master. In fact, I will die sooner or later, even if I didn't join the ghost master bureau." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

"You will not die."

"right."

Wang Zhi nodded with a smile, "I really won't die, I still have a chance to make it through, the captain is already helping me find a way."

He looked at his wife with sincere eyes and a serious tone, "I'm going to celebrate your birthday in two days, how can I be willing to die.

"I want to drink water again." Wang Zhi patted his sobbing wife and distracted her with a smile.

The wife wiped away her tears, and handed the water glass to Wang Zhi's mouth again. Just after taking the first sip, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he coughed violently twice, and a little bit of blood fell into the water glass, slowly smudged

..

His wife hurriedly brought a handkerchief, but Wang Zhi shook his head to stop it, "You don't need to wipe it, someone will take care of it, so don't get tired."

After speaking, he yawned and his eyelids pulled.

"I'm sleepy again, take a nap for a while."

...…good. "

The ward gradually became quiet.

With the rustling of the wind and the swaying of the curtains, Wang Zhi gradually fell asleep, his brows were relaxed, his breathing was steady, and there was no pain on his face. 05

But the wife has lived with him for most of her life, so how could she not know that her husband is getting weaker and weaker...

With tears in her eyes, she clutched the statue in her hand.

Maybe it was because of Lin Yuan's words, or maybe it was because there was really no way out, so she put the statue on the table and worshiped three times devoutly.

The eye sockets were red and swollen, and she wanted to cry but was afraid of being heard by her husband.

"If there really are gods, please ask the Lord of the Realms to save my Wang Zhi, he saved so many people, he shouldn't have died...it shouldn't be, save him..."

The wife's lips twitched, murmured silently, suppressed the sound of crying, and could hardly form a sentence.

Boom.

There was a knock on the door, she got up quickly, wiped away her tears, Lin Yuan and Xu Chang stood outside the door.

"Sister-in-law, we've finished dealing with the Ghost Control Bureau."

Next, they will try their best to deal with Wang Zhi's recovery of...the ghost.

However, before that, they had to dismiss Wang Si's wife.

What no one noticed was that,

When his wife walked over to open the door, the gods placed on the table... eyes flashed suddenly!

A gust of wind blows, and the swaying range of the curtains becomes larger.

call..

As the curtain rises and falls,

A hazy figure with a faint halo appeared in the room. He was dressed in a cold black black bird robe, with gold thread and red soles embroidered on the edge of the sleeves, and a pair of thick and majestic exquisite silk boots.

Ethereal, ethereal, and gentle, but conceals the dominance of suppressing ghosts, unlike the people of the world.

Um?

At this time, the wife standing at the door seemed to have a feeling in her heart, and she turned her head to look at the place where the statue was placed.

However, the open space of the ward was empty and there was nothing.

Lin Yuan and Xu Chang seemed to have done the work of persuasion. His wife nodded with difficulty, then walked back to the ward and came to Wang Zhi's side.

"I... I'm going to prepare some clothes for you."

Wang Zhi woke up and nodded slightly.

"Let's take my sister-in-law downstairs." Xu Chang's voice came.

"Go."

Wang Zhi was lying on the bed with a smile on his face.

After a while, the room became deserted, leaving only Wang Zhi alone.

He listened to his wife's footsteps going away... the corridor, the elevator, going downstairs... Finally, his wife really left.

Wang Zhi couldn't help but shed tears.

Looking at the ceiling, the experience of this life is fleeting, emerging in one brain.

He was too tired, too tired, so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, and his eyelids gradually drooped, but there was not much sadness on his face.

"If it doesn't work...it's worth it for a lifetime.

Wang Zhi never felt that there was anything wrong with dying like this.

The first half of my life was mediocre, and only after I became a ghost master did I feel that the road of life became wonderful, but at that time I was already middle-aged, and it was difficult to experience the life I had missed.

It's a pity that I can't spend tomorrow's birthday with my wife, but she will live a good life, with the help of Lin Yuan and Xu Chang, even if the ghosts come out of her body, it won't harm her...

Looking at the empty rooms around him, Wang Zhi's mood gradually calmed down.

Close your eyes, breathe steadily...

He fell asleep peacefully, but his brows were slightly frowned, pain came from deep in his body, but he was so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes.

The breeze caressed the bed.

An invisible shadowy figure sat on the window sill.

The eyelids are downcast, and a pair of pupils are bright, as if containing golden stars.

Seeing Wang Zhi's frown tightly, he raised his right hand, waved his sleeve in the air, and helped the other party's sleeping frown wrinkled in pain.

Looking at Wang Zhi's rotten legs again, and the bright but soft white light.

"The merits are immeasurable...in your hands these years...a total of one hundred and thirteen people have been saved."

The hazy figure tapped the void, and the golden light of merit bloomed at the fingertips.

In an instant, if there is a golden nebula scattered in the ward, bright and gorgeous, it is a vast golden light of merit, which symbolizes pure goodwill, and also symbolizes the most "heavy" power in the world

At this moment, it is slowly entering Wang Zhi's body.

Wang Zhi felt like he had a dream.

A...very 'superstitious' dream.

In his dream, he saw the shadow of a fairy, hazy and ethereal, with an ethereal voice coming from his mouth.

"The merits are immeasurable...in your hands all these years...saved one hundred and thirteen people...the merits are immeasurable, such kindness, you will not die."

The dream was so warm, as if basking in the morning sun. Over the years, ghosts haunted Wang Zhi, and Wang Zhi was always tense. At this moment, he finally felt the long-lost lightness and comfort.

His body recovered little by little, and he got rid of the ghost's entanglement, and his recovery stopped.

Sure enough, it was a dream, only in the dream can his body get better and he can survive... 013006205 Feilu 142210460]

In a trance, Wang Zhi opened his mouth and subconsciously asked:

"Who are you..…………"

The other party turned towards him, unable to see his face clearly, but he could feel that he was smiling:

"Have a good night's sleep."

The hazy fairy turned around and left, the voice gradually faded away, passing into Wang Zhi's ears intermittently, "I heard your wife's petition, and it's time for your petition to be heard by me. The people in the jurisdiction have been thanks to your protection all these years."

Wang Zhi couldn't understand, and his vision became more and more hazy... He fell asleep again.

However, this time, his brows did not furrow again, his expression was peaceful and serene.

Seeing this, the corners of Shen Yuan's lips curled up.

Before leaving, he looked at the portrait, because Lin Yuan himself did not know the ancient times, the face of the statue was also hazy, and he could only vaguely see the facial features.

"This idol looks unpleasant."

Shen Yuan stretched out his index finger and flicked lightly in the void.

The statue shook slightly, its facial features were still hazy, but the corners of its mouth were raised into a gentle smile.

Shen Yuan looked at it with satisfaction and nodded.

Immediately,

The breeze picked up again, blowing the curtains, Shen Yuan's figure disappeared, and the window that was originally opened with a gap opened completely...

Not long.

thump thump...

There were hurried footsteps outside the door.

In the next second, the door suddenly opened, and not only Lin Yuan and Xu Chang came in, but also... Zhou Chuntian!

Zhou Chuntian was the first one to walk in. As soon as he entered, he looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

"What's wrong, captain?" Xu Chang asked suspiciously.

Just now, when the three of them met downstairs, Zhou Chuntian suddenly sensed something, and immediately accelerated his pace and rushed up.

result...

There was nothing in the room.

"490 may be an illusion..." Zhou Chuntian frowned.

Others don't know, but at that moment just now, the ghost baby behind him was agitated, and he sensed something in the dark.

Fearing that something would happen to Wang Zhi, he rushed forward directly.

But everything is normal,

Maybe it's an illusion?

Just as Zhou Chuntian thought so, he heard an exclamation in his ears.

"Brother Wang, his body... is fine..."

Xu Chang yelled in surprise at first, but soon realized that this was a ward, and lowered his voice, but the shock in his eyes did not fade in the slightest!

"Um?"

Zhou Chuntian quickly looked towards the hospital bed upon hearing the words.

I saw that Wang Zhi was lying on the hospital bed, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, his expression was calm, his breathing was slow, and his face was ruddy.

Where is the slightest sign of the ghost's recovery?

 …

what happened?!

"Wait, I smell a faint scent of incense, have you smelled it?" Lin Yuan frowned, and the tip of his nose smelled the special scent of incense that only appears in temples.

"Could it be a real fairy?" Xu Chang also smelled it.

He didn't believe in gods, but Wang Zhi, who was supposed to revive the dead, got better for no reason... If it wasn't a miracle, what else could it be?

Beside, Zhou Chuntian frowned.

He has heard 'fairy' too many times today.

Could it be that there are really gods in this world?

Just at this moment, Lin Yuan's low voice came from the side, the emotion was so intense that even though he deliberately suppressed it, the tone of his voice became higher:

"Well, he wasn't like this before!!"

In horror, Lin Yuan pointed at the things on the table.

Everyone looks.

Under the fully opened windows, an exquisite statue of the Lord of the Land stood there quietly, the face of the statue was illuminated by the bright moonlight.

The Idol...is smiling!!!

There is no horror, only warmth and peace, facing his believers like a kind god.

this moment.

The warm wind blows in from the window...