Chapter 113 Hugging Zhang Hao's Bride
Chapter 113 Hugging Zhang Hao's Bride
At this moment, every move of He Yuelian brought tremendous pressure to Luo Xing.
I clearly came here to save people, but how come the person I originally needed to save has the ability to kill me easily?
As Luo Xing was thinking, a cold aura emanated from his body.
A layer of ice appeared on the surface of his body, and the cold spread, covering the entire lounge, leaving an extra layer of ice on the sofa, which looked extremely weird.
However, looking at the biting coldness in the room, He Yuelian felt that Luo Xing in front of her was not a good person.
How could a normal person be like this? So cold and eerie.
Luo Xing did not hear He Yuelian's inner thoughts. If he had heard them, he would definitely cry out for injustice and scold her for her double standards.
Compared to Bai Sha's weird cry, the coffin under his feet, the bone stick in his hand, the mourning clothes on his body, and the appearance of a black and white ghost.
It's normal for him to be a ghost with a cold aura.
Why? Baisha's strange situation makes you feel at ease.
I just released the ghost den, and the cold air it brought made the surroundings seem even colder. Does that make you think I'm not a good person?
"Die to me!"
However, after He Yuelian realized that she had the ability to kill the other party, she stepped forward and attacked.
The strange footsteps kept approaching, as if they were sounding deep in Luo Xing's heart.
There is a pair of invisible feet constantly stepping on his heart.
Although it was the first time to use supernatural powers to attack the Ghost Rider, He Yuelian did not hesitate as a newcomer. Instead, she felt it was very novel.
But think about it, who is He Yuelian? Her father runs a casino, and she has been like a big sister in society since she was a child.
She had no lack of knowledge about the darkness of human nature, and killing was not a big deal to her.
Soon, under He Yuelian's attack, the life slowly disappeared from Luo Xing's face.
A deathly pale face appeared before my eyes, his body covered with ice chips, like a person who had frozen to death on the roadside in the snow and ice.
"It was solved successfully. And judging from the appearance of this guy, his strength should not be weak. So, my current strength is considered pretty good in the supernatural circle?"
Looking at Luo Xing who fell to the ground, He Yuelian was surprised at Luo Xing's change, but at the same time she was secretly happy about her own strength.
At this time, Zhang Hao outside also successfully broke into the restaurant where Zhang Xianguang was.
The restaurant was already empty, with only an oil lamp on.
The oil lamp was a bit strange. It emitted a dim yellow light when burning, and it was hazy and blurry, which seemed a bit weird.
Under the light of the oil lamp, a pale, colorless person appeared in the room.
This is Zhang Hao's derivative in the black and white world, a person who only exists in the visual world.
However, under the light of this oil lamp, Zhang Hao in the black and white world was illuminated.
"He ran really fast."
Zhang Hao walked to the oil lamp. It should be because Zhang Xianguang needed to consume the oil in the lamp every time he restarted it.
There is not much lamp oil left in it. It can probably burn for another two or three minutes at most.
"It doesn't work anymore."
Zhang Hao took a few looks at it and after confirming that the oil lamp was just an ordinary thing, he ignored it.
Not to mention that there was not much lamp oil left, even if there was, it wouldn't be of much use to Zhang Hao.
The individuals created by this oil lamp have poor defense and can be easily eliminated.
With the ghost bride by his side, Zhang Hao was not worried about the problem of having fewer people than the enemy.
After cleaning up the body of the dead ghost rider in the mall, Zhang Hao walked to the bride.
At this time, the bride took out a ghost from Chen Qiaoyang's body. It was a kind of ghost blood, dark red, like blood clots.
As soon as this blood appeared, it was absorbed into the ghost bride's body.
With this kind of blood, the Ghost Bride's control over evil spirits will be greatly enhanced. She can even leave a medium on the evil spirits she has controlled from a distance, making it easier to control them next time.
"Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao, I defeated a ghost rider, come and see how he is doing."
At this time, He Yuelian also came over, holding a corpse covered with ice chips in her hands, and shouted excitedly.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao looked at the corpse next to He Yuelian.
Judging from the spiritual aura emanating from his body, this person is at least a ghost rider who controls three ghosts. I just don’t know if he has become an alien.
But it doesn’t matter anymore, the other person is already dead.
"Not bad. This guy controls three ghosts. He is considered a captain-level fighter in the headquarters."
"Although its strength is in the middle and lower levels, it is still pretty good." Zhang Hao made a rough assessment and said calmly.
"Captain?" He Yuelian's eyes lit up.
Although she had not heard much about the supernatural circle, she still had the concept that the most powerful person in the supernatural circle was the captain.
He Yuelian was very excited to become a captain-level figure, although she might only be a middle-to-lower-level captain.
"Well, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's get ready and go find the king called Painter."
"If you can find the painter, or even kill him and bring his body to me, I will give you stronger spiritual powers."
Zhang Hao obviously could not empathize with He Yuelian's inner excitement. After dealing with Zhang Xianguang and others, he had no intention of chatting at all.
"This, okay."
Seeing Zhang Hao's expression, He Yuelian nodded.
"I'll go get ready today and leave tomorrow."
Hearing this, Zhang Hao planned to turn around and leave with the ghost bride.
"Wait, you're leaving? Do you want to go to my house and rest for a while?"
"Besides, you haven't told me how to contact you yet."
He Yuelian saw Zhang Hao was about to leave and asked hurriedly.
"Forget about taking a break. The way to contact me is very simple. Just remember my back and silently recite my name in your heart."
Zhang Hao shook his head and left the mall with the ghost bride, leaving only a pale back.
He Yuelian stared at Zhang Hao as he left, as if she wanted to remember this scene firmly in her heart.
At the same time, she also looked at the ghost bride beside Zhang Hao with some curiosity.
She could sense that she had some kind of inexplicable connection with the bride, as if the power in her came from the ghost bride.
"Luo Xing said before that it should be called the Ghost Bride."
"The evil ghost in my body seems to be called a ghost painting by Luo Xing. Is it a portrait of the ghost bride?" He Yuelian was curious and kept thinking.
"And Zhang Hao, is he the ghost rider who controls the ghost bride? He gave me the portrait of the ghost bride."
He Yuelian stared at the empty mall exit, and couldn't help but be absent-minded.
"Oh, I seem to have heard of them before. They seem to be called Zhang Hao and the Red and White Devils."
"White Evil." He Yuelian thought of the mourning clothes on Zhang Hao, and the way everything lost its color when he used the ghost den.
"Then the Red Evil should represent the ghost bride."
"Perhaps I can inquire about the news about the Red and White Devils. Judging from his strength, he should not be a small figure in the supernatural circle."
He Yuelian thought about it and quickly hurried home.
But on the way back, she felt inexplicably irritated because she couldn't control the power in her body.
When some people see her, she often has the urge to kill them.
If she failed to stop her body's impulse in time, those people would be killed by her immediately.
At the same time, after Zhang Hao and the ghost bride left the real world, they did not take action immediately.
He had just defeated Han Mo, the captain of the headquarters in Dajiang City, and then let the Ghost Post Office get out of control. Now he is defeating the second generation of ghost riders of the Republic of China headed by Zhang Xianguang.
He has made too much noise these days and needs to slow down and reduce his presence.
Although I can basically do whatever I want in the country now, I cannot be too arrogant until I reach the point where I am completely fearless of everyone.
"He Yuelian is trying to come up with a solution for the painter. Maybe now is the time to find a way to complete the ghost coffin."
Recently, Zhang Hao can clearly feel that his growth has been limited.
There are still many puzzles of the ghost bride. Today I got Chen Qiaoyang’s ghost blood, and then there are various puzzles in the red room to complete.
Like ghost blood, paintbrushes, ghost makeup, and a red bed.
However, there are not many supernatural powers that can be completed in Zhang Hao now. Even though he has encountered many evil spirits, almost none of them can serve as puzzle pieces for Zhang Hao.
The only thing that still has potential for growth is Zhang Hao's sight.
But that can only improve Zhang Hao's offensive and defensive capabilities at the level of consciousness, and has little effect on the actual level of growth. "Wei Jing should be staying at the headquarters now, mainly responsible for the situation in Dajing City." Zhang Hao thought.
With Zhang Hao's current strength, attacking the headquarters is not impossible.
But if they dare to attack the headquarters, the old monsters of the Republic of China will definitely be unable to sit still, after all, that is the hope of the new generation.
And once Wei Jing heard that I was there, he would not be able to contact me.
After all, Wei Jing didn't dare to contact the ghost catcher at all, for fear that the ghost catcher would restart and put him back in the state of being controlled by the evil ghost's instincts.
"It seems that I have to find a way to lure Wei Jing out."
"It would be best if the other captains at the headquarters were all out handling other supernatural incidents, and the headquarters could only use Wei Jing."
Zhang Hao sat on a bench in the pavilion of the Republic of China compound, thinking about various possibilities in his mind.
Suddenly, at this moment, the ghost bride who was supposed to be painting herself in the room walked out of the house.
After she walked out of the room, she went straight behind Zhang Hao and lay directly on his back with her head resting on his.
"Forehead?"
Zhang Hao, who was thinking, felt something pressing against his head and was stunned for a moment.
He raised his head and looked upward, thinking that some blind ghost dared to attack him, but he only saw an exquisite chin resting on his forehead.
"Ma'am? What are you doing?"
Zhang Hao was also stunned when he saw the ghost bride hugging him and pressing her head on him.
As if she heard Zhang Hao's question, the ghost bride slowly stood up and returned to her previous dignified and elegant appearance with her hands flat in front of her abdomen.
"Unconscious behavior?"
Zhang Hao looked at the ghost bride and was full of doubts.
He walked around the ghost bride. After the ghost bride took control of Chen Qiaoyang's ghost blood, her appearance did not change much.
The only thing that the ghost blood can enhance the ghost bride's ability to summon ghosts is that she shouldn't suddenly make such a move.
"Is it because of He Yuelian's influence?"
"It seems that I need to spend more time observing."
Zhang Hao stared at the ghost bride and temporarily put aside his plans for Wei Jing.
No matter what, the bride is the most important to him, and he absolutely cannot tolerate any problems on the bride's side.
Zhang Hao stood beside the ghost bride, without saying a word, just put his hands flat down.
Just after Zhang Hao put his hand down, the ghost bride began to move on her own.
It was a habit and instinct she had developed before that made her take the initiative to hold the hand that was not far from her palm.
But this time was different from before, because when they held hands, their fingers were interlocked.
"Holding hands is a habit that has been developed over a long period of time. Although the movements of holding hands have changed slightly, they are still under understanding."
After holding Zhang Hao's hand, the ghost bride did not take Zhang Hao anywhere, but just stood there holding his hand without moving.
It's like the habitual behavior of a person in a daze when he has nothing else to do.
Zhang Hao looked at the ghost bride for a long time. Seeing that she was holding his hand like this, he knew that he would not be able to see anything.
Putting down the ghost bride's hand, Zhang Hao returned to the chair he had sat on before, lowered his head and stared at the floor in front of him motionlessly, as if he had returned to his previous thoughtful state.
However, although Zhang Hao still looked like he was thinking, all he was thinking about at this moment was the ghost bride.
"One, two, three, forty and twenty-six. Twenty and seven. Twenty-nine and fifty-nine."
Zhang Hao secretly counted the time in his heart, one second after another passed.
Finally, when Zhang Hao counted to an hour, he heard footsteps behind him.
The ghost bride moved again.
She walked forward slowly, with steady steps, each step just the right distance, and walked towards Zhang Hao.
The familiar touch came again, and Zhang Hao could feel a head pressing on his head.
At the same time, a pair of fair and slender hands also held Zhang Hao's neck.
"If I stare blankly for more than an hour, will the ghost bride come over and hug me?"
"This should be because after He Yuelian mastered the derived ghost painting, her consciousness was influenced by the evil spirit, allowing the bride to gain some of He Yuelian's cognition."
Zhang Hao remained motionless, allowing the ghost bride to rest her head on his.
He was waiting, wondering if the ghost bride would do anything new after hugging him for a certain period of time.
In fact, in a luxurious villa in Tai O City.
He Yuelian had just finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed. On the table in front of her was a tablet computer, which was playing a costume romance drama.
But at this moment, He Yuelian's mind was not at all on the screen on the tablet.
At this moment, her mind was constantly recalling things about Zhang Hao and the ghost bride.
Today's experience was like the heroine in a romance drama to her.
The extremely beautiful herself suddenly met a powerful boss by chance, and this boss also got in touch with her by chance.
In addition, I heard words like "Red and White Devils" and "Ghostly Painted Ghost Bride" during the day.
At this moment, He Yuelian couldn't help but think that the ghost painting was a portrait of the ghost bride, and she herself controlled the ghost painting.
If he finds the painter, what kind of power will Zhang Hao give himself?
If you continue to become stronger, you will continue to obtain things from the ghost bride.
Then, one day in the future, will I replace the ghost bride and become the red evil spirit beside Zhang Hao?
The ghost bride has really good skin. Even if you can’t see her specific appearance, just looking at her temperament and skin, you feel that the ghost bride is the most perfect woman in the world.
Also, why is Zhang Hao accompanied by a ghost bride? Why is he controlling a ghost that is not in his body?
Although the portrait Zhang Hao drew of himself looked very much like himself, it felt more like a portrait of a ghost bride, and the ghost painting was also a ghost controlled by the ghost bride.
"Can a ghost control a ghost?"
He Yuelian couldn't help thinking in her heart that she had never heard of such a statement.
"So, the ghost painting is actually the ghost controlled by the ghost bride when she was alive?"
Suddenly, He Yuelian's eyes lit up and she became excited.
"The ghost bride following Zhang Hao now is actually a ghost bride who died and revived from the dead."
"The reason why Zhang Hao asked me to help him is actually because I look so much like the ghost bride?"
"So when Zhang Hao saw me again, he remembered the ghost bride's appearance before she died?"
"Yes, yes, this can also explain why the ghost bride is so obedient to Zhang Hao even though she is not under his control."
For a moment, He Yuelian even thought of the plot in romance dramas where the hero and heroine met similar people after their lover died.
She couldn't help but roll around in bed wrapped in the sheets.
As she continued to think and fantasize, scenes of her time with Zhang Hao emerged in her mind.
"Do you want to contact Zhang Hao?"
Subconsciously, such thoughts emerged in He Yuelian's mind, but she quickly suppressed them.
And along with her various thoughts, many photos of He Yuelian that were placed in the room were also quietly changing.
Each altered painting represents a picture in He Yuelian's imagination.
Not only in the room, but even in the villa, those photos that He Yuelian placed in other places began to change.
The lights in the room also began to flicker due to the supernatural influence on He Yuelian.
Outside the villa, several bodyguards looked at the flickering lights upstairs and couldn't help but look at each other in amazement.
What happened upstairs? Do you want to go up and take a look?
"Forget it. That young lady is not someone you can easily mess with. When she came back today, she looked very cold and seemed very unhappy."
A security guard saw my colleague about to go up and hurriedly grabbed her.
"If you listen carefully, there seems to be laughter in the room."
"This voice sounds like the shyness of a young girl. Maybe the young lady is talking to her boyfriend on the phone."
"If you go up at this time, aren't you courting death?"
Hearing this, the security guard nodded.
Unfortunately, no one enters the villa now.
Otherwise, you can see that there are several strange and bizarre portraits, half with color and half without color.
In the painting, there is a bride in red hugging a man in mourning clothes.
(End of this chapter)