Chapter 78 The Uncertainty

Now the question becomes strange.

"Could it be that this ghost has already returned to the underworld?"

Li Muhan put forward a hypothesis. After seeing that everything was really fine, Section Chief Zhang and Wei Xingchang also came over. It was the first time for both of them to see the underworld ghost in their long lives.

Although it has no soul, even this body is enough to shock people.

The defender Xingchang looked at Xie Chengtian opposite him and the chessboard.

"His soul is in this chess game."

"His soul is in the chessboard?"

Li Muhan asked.

Wei Xingchang nodded.

"My senior brother has delved into the art of ghosts and gods, while I only have a passing knowledge of the art of souls. But now I can sense that the ghost general's soul is within the chessboard."

"He's truly a chess fanatic. To win, he separated his soul and spirit and personally entered the game to fight and break the deadlock."

Zhang Wenlin sighed and said.

"Can we just beat him up now?"

Li Muhan asked.

Then he was quickly stopped by everyone.

"No, no, no, brother. This ghost general has been trapped here for more than ten years and already has a lot of resentment. If you beat him up and interrupt his chess game, won't that just add fuel to the fire?"

At this time, Zhang Wenlin looked at Wei Xingchang and asked.

"Can you enter the chess game?"

"...Yes, you can, but I can't guarantee success."

"That's better than wasting time here."

The old section chief nodded, and then looked at Li Muhan.

"Captain Li, can you go in with Wei Xingchang? I'm afraid he can't handle the ghost general alone."

Li Muhan nodded.

"Captain Wei, can you take my soul in with you?"

Wei Xingchang was a little hesitant at first. After all, this technique was unstable. If something went wrong, these were people from the Tianhai City Special Management Bureau.

"It's okay. I believe you."

Li Muhan smiled and patted Wei Xingchang on the shoulder, and the bald director nodded.

"First, let me make this clear. I can take you in, but if anything goes wrong, don't blame me."

"Okay, I don't blame you. So what should we do?"

Wei Xingchang took out a piece of talisman paper and then took out a stick of incense.

He stuck the talisman paper on Li Muhan's back, lit the incense, and handed it to Zhang Wenlin.

"This talisman is called the Soul Separation Talisman. It can allow your soul to temporarily leave your body, and this incense is the soul-guiding incense. When you want to return, you can follow the path the incense points you to."

Then he looked at Zhang Wenlin.

"Remember, Chief Zhang, the talisman cannot be dropped and the incense cannot be extinguished, otherwise this brother may never come back."

Zhang Wenlin nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, even if I die, nothing will happen to this incense and talisman paper."

"In that case, let's get started."

Wei Xingchang closed his eyes, took out a bell, raised his hand and began to shake it.

At the same time, he chanted an incomprehensible spell and closed his eyes. Listening to Wei Xingchang's voice, his consciousness gradually began to fall into a kind of sleep.

The next moment, Li Muhan suddenly straightened up, looked upwards, and fainted on the ground.

......

When Li Muhan regained consciousness, he was already in an ancient battlefield, with deafening war drums and shouts of killing coming one after another.

The ground beneath his feet was shaking constantly. After calming his mind, Li Muhan looked ahead.

My goodness, the front is full of soldiers and war horses, and facing the thousands of troops is the tall ghost general.

"kill!!!!"

The ghost general roared, picked up his long sword and rushed into the town surrounded by thousands of troops.

He was seen waving his sword in the crowd, and no one could get close to him. Wherever his sword went, countless soldiers died on the spot.

But even though the ghost general was so brave, he still couldn't break through the army.

Because he killed quickly, the soldiers regenerated even faster. Almost the moment he raised his sword, a new soldier would join the battle.

Li Muhan was stunned.

"What's going on?"

"This is the chess game."

Wei Xingchang, who suddenly appeared beside him, frowned. He looked at the scene and thought over and over again in his heart. Finally, he came to an end.

"This chess game cannot be broken."

"What?! You're already scared before it even starts!?"

“This is not a question of being timid or not.”

Wei Xingchang sighed and glanced at Li Muhan, raised his hand, pointed forward with his fat and short fingers and said.

"Look carefully. These soldiers are chess pieces, and this battlefield is the round sky and square earth. That ghost general has been completely trapped in a deadlock. Even if he has the courage of ten thousand men, there is no way he can break this situation."

How could Li Muhan understand it? He only saw the ghost general killing for a long time and finally fell down exhausted, his body turned into a black shadow, and then appeared again at the place where he stood at the beginning.

"kill!!!!"

Then another fight began.

"Oh my goodness, it can't keep killing people like this for fifteen years. So what should we do now? Since this chess game can't be broken, let's just persuade him to give up."

"He's a chess fanatic who hasn't given up in fifteen years. He might not listen to us."

Wei Xingchang held his chin with his hand, as if thinking about something.

Then he stopped paying attention to Li Muhan, and his fat body floated into the air, as if he was looking at the entire battlefield.

"Little brother, go and hold that ghost general back. He's rushing around aimlessly. I can't understand what he's doing."

"Ah?? Oh my god?"

Li Muhan suddenly felt like a soldier going to fight a boss.

"I will use all my skills to try my best to break the deadlock set by my senior brother, but I need time. During this time, please do not let the ghost general charge again, so as not to disrupt my observation of the chess game."

After hearing Wei Xingchang's words, Li Muhan sighed.

Okay, doesn't this still mean we have to fight?

He would never believe Lin Ze's so-called good job again.

"Realm, Thundering Abyss, unfold!"

Li Muhan's demonic tail slammed the ground fiercely, causing a burst of thunder, and then he reached behind his back, but touched nothing.

Only then did he remember that this was the world of souls, and he had not subdued the demon.

After sighing, he raised his hand again.

"Thunder Blade!"

A blade wrapped in lightning, almost as long as Li Muhan's height, appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Li Muhan ran towards the ghost general. His speed was so fast that he slashed him with a knife before the ghost general could charge into the formation again.

The ghost general was stunned for a moment, then raised his sword to meet the attack.

"Who are you? How dare you interrupt my chess game!"

"Your anti-addiction time is up! Hurry and take a break!"

The lightning blade and the big knife collided, and the power of a demon and a Yin God also collided here.

With a loud bang, both sides were bounced back.

"Wa ...

“What a great strength.”

Li Muhan shook his numbed palm. How could this ghost general, even without opening his realm, possess such ferocious power?!

This time it was the ghost general's turn to raise the knife and chop towards Li Muhan's head. Li Muhan rolled over to avoid the knife and then swung his tail violently, knocking the ghost general to the ground.

But just when he was about to press on with his victory, the ghost general lying on the ground suddenly swung the long sword in his hand and hit Li Muhan's calf hard, knocking him sideways to the ground.

Then the two of them turned over and got up almost at the same time.

"You foreign monster! You're so powerful!"

"I'm Chinese! Look carefully!"

"Wow! You put a foreign engine in a domestic car! How shameless! You're worshipping foreigners! I'll beat you up!!"

"Grass!"