Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 220 Time Chaos Phenomenon
Chen Ning'an did not move, but just stood there slightly, his head moving with the footsteps.

It seemed as if there was really someone where that ball of air was.

The footsteps slowly came to the left, and Chen Ningan also retracted his gaze and said, "Keep counting."

Want to continue?

Sheng Yian gritted his teeth and said the names of his dead teammates.

"Hu Xiaoyun."

"I'm here."

There was another voice and the footsteps were clearer. Hu Xiaoyun was wearing high heels.

At this time, her body was still lying dead on the ground, and the voice went to the left of her teammates.

What on earth is going on? How could they still be alive?

Sheng Yian gritted his teeth and continued to shout the names of his teammates regardless of anything else.

"Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen. They counted the names until the last one was left. Then Saint-Iandi finally stopped talking."

"Did you finish counting?"

Chen Ningan stood up and moved towards the last position.

"Are you sure you've finished counting?"

"The count is over."

Sheng Yian confirmed, the smile on his face almost froze:
"Brother, do you have any other instructions?"

"Why don't you count the one I just killed?"

He said, walking towards the group of people.

"Brother!" Sheng Yi'an felt something was wrong and felt a chill on his back. He hurriedly said, "I'll count. I'll count right now."

"no need."

Chen Ning'an approached them following the sound of his heartbeat.

"You haven't counted yourself yet. Including yourself, there should be seventeen of you, right?"

This……

As soon as these words were spoken, they all felt that they were in danger. What was even more terrifying was that although they were surrounded by teammates they knew, they did not feel safe at all.

Chen Ning'an walked closer to them and said, "Find the extra person by yourselves, or how about I help you find him?"

He meant well by taking his words literally.

But who would think that this was a good intention? That cold-blooded expression barely contained three words: Everyone must die!
Xue Rudong followed behind Chen Ningan and said with a serious expression: "Why don't you hurry up and find that person?"

These people are really stupid. It can only be said that they have not been exposed to enough education. They couldn't learn many things in the early days of New Qin.

They looked at each other, and finally the captain Sheng Yiandi was the first to react.

"I will start reading the names now. I will read them again. Everyone must hold hands."

"This way, even if I get confused and don't remember anyone, he will definitely not hold hands with us."

This was a good idea. As expected, people were forced to do things. Sheng Yiandi called out their names again, and soon they formed a circle.

Especially when they were thinking about the dead teammates, these teammates actually appeared with transparent outlines and held their hands.

Sheng Yian’s left hand was holding a transparent silhouette, it was Hu Xiaoyun.

She died not far away, her head and body thrown to different places.

This time they really finished counting, and everyone looked around for the person who was not holding hands.

"Look over there!"

Brother Jiao pointed to a corner where there was a hunched figure standing. The figure was clearly standing there, but no one seemed to see it.

"Extra people!"

The team members exclaimed that they would never have noticed if they hadn't been called out.

The shadow stood in the semi-darkness, very thin, like a little old man.

Chen Ning'an turned his head slightly, as if trying to convey the non-existent gaze.

"Old kiln?"

He asked again, but there was no response.

This made Chen Ning'an uncomfortable. After searching for so long, they finally met but he didn't say a word.

He didn't think it was anyone else, if it wasn't...then die.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, and the thin, hunched shadow let out a shrill scream.

The power generated by this extremely strong and masculine lightning was too terrifying. The thing could not avoid it, and when it appeared again, it had turned into foam on the ground.

The foam squirmed, slowly reorganized, and reappeared in the same place.

"Oh, is this out of control?"

Chen Ningan felt it carefully and found that the shadow seemed to have lost its wisdom.

A normal person would definitely have no solution, but he is different. He can use some means to temporarily solve the problem.

Chen Ning'an reached into his arms and took out a wooden thorn.

This is the thorn of a lightning-struck tree, sharp and pointed, and he brought it with him just in case.

Sheng Yi'andi and others watched Chen Ning'an stride towards the shadow. Before he got close, a confrontation between the two began.

That was an invisible opportunity. They were not far away and felt it most deeply.

Some people have skin in certain areas of their bodies that are rapidly sagging and aging, developing age spots, while others have skin that is shrinking, making the surrounding skin as smooth as a baby's.

Others suddenly fell to their knees and suffered organ failure.

Their own time has been severely affected, and this is just the aftermath.

Let’s look at Chen Ningan again. What will happen to him as he is the first to be hit?

In fact, he now looks more terrifying than anyone else.

One moment his teeth fell out, his hair was shredded, and the next moment they returned to normal, and even his face became rosy.

Half of his body suddenly turned into ashes, and then suddenly returned to the starting point. The impact of time on him was extremely terrifying.

But he did not die. The faint power of the mountains suppressed this place, preventing him from completely disappearing.

The moment the power of the mountains appeared, Sheng Yiandi and others opened their mouths wide, as if they had seen something incredible.

No! This is incredible, the kind of shock that cannot be expressed in words, as if you can see the mountains under the dark night, a very strange thing has arrived.

Mountains are not affected by the passage of time.

As Chen Ning'an moved forward, he finally touched this thing.

"Death to me!"

His eyes suddenly widened, and he made the sun seal with his hands, and the lightning-struck wooden thorn pierced into his forehead fiercely!
One stab to seal the deal!
The hunched figure seemed to have been completely paused, and all activities had stopped.

All parts of Chen Ning'an's body affected by time are recovering rapidly. It is not that time is going back, but that new flesh and blood are growing on his body.

"Sir, are you okay?" Xue Rudong was the most concerned person here, but he could only watch from afar and didn't dare to get close.

Although he is loyal, he is not stupid. Going up to him at this time will undoubtedly cause trouble.

Chen Ning'an withdrew his hand, and the hunched figure could finally be seen clearly.

A dry old man who looked as if he had been weathered for more than ten years, his skin had turned black due to weathering.

The clothes were torn and looked very shabby.

This should be an old kiln.

Although Chen Ning'an couldn't see, his senses were very sharp. He raised his hand and used his fingers as a pen to carve on the thing.

Calming talisman.

In addition to the calming talisman, there is also a paper man talisman. Chen Ning'an carved it stroke by stroke, but his expression soon changed.

The time has come for you to be yourself.

He felt like it was just a breath, a blink of an eye.

But when he opened his eyes again, he was holding the lightning-struck wooden thorn in his hand. The thorn had been corroded from the thickness of a thumb to the thickness of a toothpick, and was about to break, while the hunched figure's eyes were fixed on him.

Yang Shen just carved a strange thing.

It looks like it is the same as his paper man talisman, but with some minor adjustments.

This also caused the figure to undergo changes that Chen Ningan did not expect.

“It hurts… ah.”

He actually spoke, his hoarse voice sounded like a gong that had not been used for a long time, and as the gong was struck, He let out painful howls.

"Kill... me."

All the muscles on this man's face were twisted together, and he was suffering from a strange pain.

Xue Rudong's heart tightened, and then he sighed.

Those Night's Watchmen who are still alive are basically of this character, extremely miserable.

Death is a great blessing to them. The most common state is such pain that they cannot die.

To some extent, the excessive actions of the New Qin towards the Night Watchmen were actually helping them.

"Snapped!"

The old man grabbed Chen Ningan's hand tightly and said, "Kill me, kill me!"

His eyes were filled with a desire for death, and the time around him began to change.

The opponent is about to activate his ability again.

In this house where time is jumping, the old man is unleashing the power of time. It is obvious that he is the so-called "old brothel man".

And He is completely out of control.

"Loss of control is a phenomenon. Chen Ning'an has seen madness, chaos, infinite beetles, ice, and so on..."

But this is the first time I have encountered such a phenomenon of time changing.

It's very novel, and in some ways even more unsolvable than a nightmare.

"Do you want to die?"

Chen Ningan asked him: "If you want, tell me the answer I want."

"I want to! I want to!"

The old kiln man grabbed Chen Ning'an's hand even harder, but was unable to hurt him completely.

All you can do is make this hand keep changing at different times.

The time here is chaotic and disordered. Chen Ningan said slowly: "I can kill you, but you have to tell me how to restrict the soul corpse in my body."

"Soul corpse!"

The hoarse voice paused, and the face no longer showed shock.

"There's a soul corpse on you!"

It seems that this thing is also very different for a night watchman like Lao Yaozi, and he subconsciously let go of Chen Ningan's hand.

Chen Ning'an didn't mind such a small matter, but Xue Rudong suddenly shouted.

"Sir, grab Him! He's leaving!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ning'an quickly tried to grab the old kiln man, but he had disappeared.

It disappeared in front of him in an instant, and his hand hit nothing.

Chen Ning'an could no longer hear the other person's heartbeat.

At this time, Xue Rudong's next words came: "Time is out of control and I remember that the former bell herder was nicknamed Lao Yaozi."

"He is a night watchman, but Feng is a special out-of-control being. He originally possessed very terrifying means, but unfortunately he later offended someone and disappeared."

He didn't expect that the old brothel was here.

"Once this person loses contact, he will jump in time. It will be difficult for us to catch him!"

It took a lot of effort to find the old brothel. This time it’s not a matter of distance, but a matter of time.

"Not urgent."

Chen Ning'an didn't react much, as if he had everything under control.

"Not urgent?"

"Well, if this person really wants to die, then He will definitely be waiting for me at a certain time."

Chen Ning'an walked out the door and finally glanced at Sheng Yi'an and the others.

"I hope you're still alive in the future, and maybe you can come find me in Jiang'an Community."

He strode out, and now... it was Yang Shen.

Just as he said, the old kiln boy was suffering from inhuman torture. The pain was enough to make a night watchman unable to bear it, and he begged someone to kill him.

Ordinary people don't have this ability, and only those at the same level as the Night Watch can put an end to him.

But... because of the peculiarity of his "phenomenon", it is probably difficult to find someone who can kill him.

The other party will definitely be waiting for Chen Ningan, waiting for him to end his painful life.

Leaving the house again and entering it again, the two traveled through time and could say that they witnessed the "rapid changes" of Mu City in a short period of time.

Finally, during one of his trips, Chen Ning'an saw changes in the house.

Clean and tidy.

This was the first time they came to such a different time, with antique buildings, tables made of nanmu, and the aroma of tea.

At the table, a hunched old man was sitting quietly.

His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and he seemed to be sleeping.

But judging from the slightly trembling pupils, the other party was not asleep.

"You finally came……"

It was the old kiln boy. His voice sounded a little better, probably because he had drunk tea.

Xue Rudong took a look at the trash can and saw that it was full of empty syringes.

Narcotic substances.

This may be the reason why the old kiln boy was able to avoid screaming.

"Who told you to leave so early? Chen Ning'an shrugged. Xue Rudong hurriedly pulled out a bench and put it down for him, then he went to grab the old kiln boy.

His hand was very special. It was not affected by time at all. This made the old kiln man look at him numbly.

Just one glance.

"From the sound of your voice, you haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time. I have a good way to let you rest forever, but I don't know if you are sincere enough to take it."

Chen Ning'an stretched out his hand, and the tea floated into his hand.

"A soul corpse?"

The old man reluctantly moved a little: "This thing is very rare. I should have told you in detail about its benefits, but I can't. It's too painful. I just want to end my life as soon as possible."

He immediately responded, "The method of isolating the soul corpse may not work for others, but I can."

"I can help you shorten the time it takes for the soul corpse to appear. By causing the phenomenon of time being out of control, I can make it go out of control, thus ensuring that your own consciousness is intact."

This solution is simple to say, but it is also difficult to implement.

Who can find out about the loss of control of time? That is, Ying Wuyi can provide Chen Ningan with information.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find another old brothel anywhere in the world.

Chen Ningan nodded slightly: "Then you start first."

He took the initiative to reach out and grab the latter's hand: "I still have three minutes. After three minutes, I will no longer be myself. I hope you understand."

"If anything goes wrong, I'll never let you die again."

When dealing with ordinary people, they use the threat of death, but when dealing with the Night Watchmen, they have to use their lives as a deterrent.

How ironic.

"How ironic." The old kiln man sighed.

(End of this chapter)