I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

Just when Luo Wensong was stunned, the captain had already taken a preemptive strike. The terrifying ghost realm flashed past and appeared directly in front of the opponent, pinching him straight with his stiff palms.

Caught by this palm, even the late-stage ghost fire Yang Jian will be suppressed to the limit. This is a kind of terrifying supernatural being similar to ghosts.

"Well done!" Luo Wensong was not afraid, "Let me weigh how much you weigh!"

His withered palms were quickly covered with corpse spots, and he struck the captain's hand.

"Boom——!"

A dull knock on the door sounded like thunder. Behind Luo Wensong, the entire Tai'ao City shook violently. The water glass on the table fell to the ground, the vegetation on the road was uprooted, and even people could not stand firmly and fell to the ground. on the ground.

Fortunately, the buildings in this city are still very strong and will not collapse easily.

Behind the captain, the originally unsettled water once again set off huge waves, as if a dragon was rushing and roaring.

After a moment of collision, Luo Wensong's body trembled slightly, but the captain took several steps back in the void before he could barely stabilize his body.

The supernatural confrontation has come to an end. Your uncle is still your uncle. As a strong man who once ended an era, Qilao's majesty cannot be easily touched.

But at this moment, a blood-red figure surged, and the Holy Son also took the opportunity to pounce from the other side. With a flash of his hand, an extremely dangerous thing suddenly appeared.

"Luo Qian's coffin nail?"

Luo Wensong immediately became serious, and the black gown around him immediately bulged. This was a supernatural item that was not inferior to Zhang Youhong's cheongsam.

"clang--!"

The coffin nail pierced the gown, and there was a sharp sound of gold and iron. The coffin nail tore a wound on the gown, but it did not penetrate the flesh after all.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Wensong slapped the Holy Son on the head. Although this slap was not like the bus collision of Ghost Blood Yang Jian, it also carried a fatal corpse spot curse. The Holy Son in red seemed to be disconnected. Like a kite, it flew upside down, and even the nails in the coffin were snatched away by the backhand.

In the original work, coffin nails couldn't deal with the captain, and here, they can't deal with Luo Wensong either.

But when the Holy Son took action, he specially adjusted the angle. Luo Wensong's slap just happened to slap him in the direction of the captain.

As if he was well prepared, the captain caught the Son's body, and then took off the Son's head with a natural movement like grabbing a rebound.

As soon as the head was separated from the body, the body in red clothes immediately began to rot and disintegrate, turning into dust and disappearing within a few seconds.

This is the source of the human-headed ghost, the last head, Tang Long's head.

But the head is actually only half, the other side is on the captain's neck.

Now, the two heads are coming back together.

The captain raised the head of the Holy Son and "put it" on his own head as if holding a crown. At this moment, even the ghost ship was shaking violently, as if cheering for the return of his king.

The two heads merged into one, and the originally dull eyes quickly became vivid and spiritual. The ghost ship swung creakingly, and all the rudders quickly merged into his body.

From now on, there will be no new captain. The person in front of you is the only captain of the ghost ship.

"Hahahahaha!"

A burst of crazy laughter came from the captain's mouth: "I finally came back, Chen Ge, you have lost this game!"

"Who are you?" Luo Wensong's face was as dark as water. He could feel that the ghost in front of him had turned into a human again.

This is simply ridiculous. It is common for ghost controllers to revive and transform into ghosts. But from a ghost to a human again, it is just like himself... The only way to purify the evil thoughts in the black mist is with the help of Chen Ge's power.

"Me? Of course I am Tang Long, the real Tang Long." The captain had an expression of unspeakable viciousness and ecstasy on his face. This expression was definitely not something that a ghost with human intelligence could make.

Even aliens who use their consciousness to control the body of a ghost cannot do it because they lack emotions and have to force out even a smile, let alone such a complicated expression.

"You..." Luo Wensong is not only very powerful, but also familiar with most supernatural beings. He has also personally cooperated with Chen Ge, and he understood immediately.

He looked at Tang Long on the ground in great surprise, and then at the captain in front of him: "Could it be that..."

"Yes, I am the time traveler who got the black mobile phone. If this story had a book, I would be the real protagonist."

The captain glanced at Tang Long who was paralyzed on the ground, and raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "And he is just my ghost fetus, a pitiful and humble supernatural creature, even the name 'Tang Long' came from me. Stolen."

After hearing this, Tang Long's head exploded with a "bang", and he suddenly recalled that one of the heads of the human-headed ghost had screamed when he was dealing with the ghost temple incident.

"You are Ming..."

At the time, he thought that some of his things had been taken away from him, creating a ghost fetus based on himself.

Now the truth turns out to be... I am the ghost fetus?

"This is impossible?!" He retorted almost instinctively. The past life was so profound and detailed, and the emotional bonds in this life were so real and tangible.

If these are all fake, who do you really think you are?

"Impossible?" The captain sneered, "A very simple method can tell the difference. If you are really a time traveler, what was your name in your last life?"

"I..." Tang Long spoke subconsciously, but was speechless.

He couldn't remember. Many details of his previous life were clearly vivid in his mind, but he couldn't tell what he should remember most.

My previous life...what was it called?

"Can't tell? Let me tell you." The captain continued to sneer, "In my previous life, I was called Tang Long. After time travel, I also adopted this name, so in this life, you will become 'Tang Long'. "

"Actually...is that so?"

Tang Long only felt that the world had played a huge joke on him. His life, memories, and even emotional bonds were all fake. They were all copies of another person. So who did he really matter?

"Calm down young man, don't fall into his trap."

At this moment, Luo Wensong spoke in time: "The first half of what that guy said is most likely true, but the second half is completely misleading."

"You are a ghost fetus. A ghost fetus must undergo a real pregnancy before it can be born, even if it is a supernatural pregnancy."

"So, the memories of past lives may be just copies, but everything you experience in this life, whether it's memories, relatives, friends, or emotional experiences, all belong only to you. They are unique and cannot be touched by anyone."

"Even if the memories of the past life are the same, the choices made in this life are completely different. You and him are basically two people!"

"Tch, the old guy is really troublesome." The captain's eyes changed slightly, "After all, he is one of the Seven Elders, so he is not easy to deal with."

"Yes, you are right." Tang Long also immediately suppressed his dark thoughts of decadence and collapse, "I am me, the son of my father and mother, my sister's brother, and the protector that everyone trusts."

"I am the unique Tang Long! If you turn Tang Long into a cursed and despised name, then I will let Tang Long bring hope and faith. I... am not your accessory!"

There was a huge difference between the two generations of black mobile phone owners at this moment. Chen Ge's ghost child desperately wanted to replace him and become him, but the ghost fetus of the time traveler Tang Long was determined to break with the other party and become a truly independent individual. .

Following Tang Long's words, countless Zhou Zhengs rushed over. Seeing this situation, the captain's expression changed slightly. Even if he found the puzzle now, he didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to capture Luo Wensong and so many starving ghosts. Therefore, Turn the rudder immediately.

"Since you are so precious, the name Tang Long is given to you, and... the real destruction has just begun."

"Wait a minute!" Tang Long shouted, "If those past life memories were all experienced by you personally, why would you, who has kind parents, a gentle and virtuous wife, lovely children, and lived a happy and stable life, embark on the path of world destruction? ?”

"Don't you understand yet? I am the protagonist of time-travel novels that you hate the most." The captain turned his head and glanced at Tang Long, "After gaining power, he will be domineering, extremely double-standard, bully men and women, do whatever he wants, and finally The important thing is..."

He showed an exaggerated expression that was almost like that of Yan Yi: "Some people will do evil without any reason, just because they want to watch the whole world burn!"

The ghost ship moved very fast and was as silent as when it came. It entered the supernatural space in an instant and disappeared into the vast ocean.

When Luo Wensong saw this, he did not pursue him. The current situation was a bit complicated. The headquarters, the captain and the king's organization were somewhat of a tripartite force. Each had different goals. It was good to save Tai'ao City for the time being.

"Tang Long." At this time, Wang Xiaoming's voice came from the satellite phone, "You are not so decadent that you want to commit suicide. I have some pretty bad information to tell you."

"What?" Although Tang Long was still paralyzed, his eyes were extremely sharp, "Speak quickly!"

"It's not easy to still have the fighting spirit." Wang Xiaoming could be heard breathing a long sigh of relief, "How do you feel now?"

"I feel very good, and my thinking is even sharper than ever before." Tang Long told the truth. After being awakened by Luo Wensong's key cognition, he could even roughly guess what the time traveler Tang Long had experienced, and what How to become a captain.

After all, I have the memory of the other person's past life, and my memories of the mysterious recovery and the adventure house all come from the other person.

"That's good." After confirming that Tang Long was fine, Wang Xiaoming said, "At the same time as the ghost ship landed, the satellite detected an indescribable huge ghost domain invading from the west. It should have reached Qomolangma by now. Feng, if you still can't move, please ask Mr. Luo Wensong..."

“Everest?!”

Wang Xiaoming, who had not heard Mr. Qin's rumor, did not know that sentence, so no matter how smart he was, he did not know what was going to happen.

"Lao Luo!" Tang Long called eagerly, "Quick! Take me there quickly!"

"Is that what you call me, Lao Luo?" Luo Wensong glared at him, "No matter how big or small you are, what's more, if you call me Luo Qian, you're still Luo Lao. Now that I'm here, you're no longer big or small."

"quick!"

If it were normal times, Tang Long would probably smile and say some silly lines like "Who is following who among us?" But now he was in a state of anxiety, and there was only one sentence in his mind.

"When the child of the daughter of prophecy calls out her father's name from the top of the world, the world will come to an end."

The provocative words left by the captain when he left.

Top of the World...The tallest mountain in the world, Mount Everest.

Although the Holy Son in red merged with the captain and left towards the east, who stipulated that... the daughter of prophecy could only have one child?

When Luo Wensong saw Tang Long's expression, he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter. He immediately used Ghost Domain and rushed to the target location.

But it was still too late. When the two arrived, a pool of slime-like things had already crawled up to the highest point of Mount Everest.

Its whole body was made of bright red viscous blood, and it crawled softly on the ground. Its body was like a garbage dump, with many tattered and strange things piled up on it.

For example, the scarlet eyeballs are constantly rotating, the dark shadow fragments, the dry palms that are curled up and half exposed, the flowing flames that seem to be burning, red wooden sticks, half of the vicious dog's head with grinning teeth, the discarded tires of the bus, etc...

Seeing this thing, Tang Long had an ominous premonition in vain, and almost screamed: "Lao Luo, kill it quickly!"

In his anxiety, he even forgot the rule that evil ghosts cannot be killed, and Luo Wensong had already taken action with a sullen face, attacking the disgusting squirming objects at his feet with heavy fatal curses.

To Lao Luo's expectation, this evil ghost didn't seem very dangerous. The death curse hadn't even been superimposed. It twisted its semi-liquid and semi-solid body and let out sharp and painful wails, one after another, which was terrifying. It was definitely not a sound that humans could make that filled the sky.

“Eh—ya—ya—yahaah…”

Tang Long swore that he had never seen a talking ghost before, but the sound this ghost made would definitely rank last in the ghost talking contest, so it would be better not to talk about it.

“Nghaaaa…”

After a while, Luo Wensong realized that something was wrong. With all his strength, the mortal curse had been superimposed to a level that was enough to make the S-class ghost panic. However, the monster not only did not stop moving, but instead twisted more and more violently, and roared like a killing pig. getting bigger.

"Huu...haa...Help!"

And its weird tone began to take shape.

"Lao Luo, kill it quickly!" Tang Long's eyes were about to burst, and he began to call Zhou Zheng for help.

"Fff...father!"

However, it was too late. Behind the monster, a huge mouth opened: "Father!"

All Luo Wensong's mortal curses were superimposed to the extreme, and the monster screamed in pain, making a sound like a dying person's murmur. The sound was very small at first, but gradually grew louder within a few seconds, and finally sounded like thunder. Echoing in the mountains, a name echoes across the top of the world.

"Yang Jian! Yang Jian!" (End of this chapter)