Ghost lantern, what the hell...

Tang Wen was stunned, and the next moment, he was completely lost...

"Wen'er... Wen'er..." came an extremely sad voice.

Tang Wen opened his eyes and took a look, and was immediately startled.

Opposite there was a woman with disheveled hair, covered in whip marks and bloody, being held by an iron chain. She was being held by two ferocious-looking ghosts.

"Who are you? I don't know you?" Tang Wen asked.

"I am your mother Song Qinglian...how can you not recognize me?" the woman shouted sadly.

"Song Qinglian, I don't know you. I have no mother, I am an orphan." Tang Wen shook his head.

"I know, I can't help you.

At the beginning, I couldn't help but leave you at the gate of the orphanage.

At that time, I had no choice. I was suffering from cancer and my days were running out.

In order to find a good home for you, the orphanage is the best place for you.

I didn’t expect that not long after I died, you would come down with me. Both our mother and son are suffering.” Song Qinglian cried.

"But what can you use to prove that you are my mother?" Tang Wen remained calm.

"Do you have a wooden bracelet on your hand?" Song Qinglian asked.

"Yes." Tang Wen nodded, wondering if his mother knew the origin of this string of life beads? So he asked, "Mother, who gave this string of wooden bracelets to me?"

"Your grandpa gave it to me," Song Qinglian said.

"Where did grandpa come from?" Tang Wen continued to ask.

"Your grandpa made it himself. He is a master craftsman." Song Qinglian said.

"Then why did grandpa make me twelve zodiac beads?" Tang Wen continued to ask.

"Your grandpa hopes that the twelve zodiac signs can protect you and be happy forever, and he has given you twelve blessings. Every time you fulfill a blessing, you will be happier," Song Qinglian said.

Tang Wen was shocked, could this be true?

The so-called twelve blessings definitely refer to the collection of twelve zodiac life beads.

Because every time you get one, your abilities in all aspects will make a qualitative leap.

Naturally, the stronger the ability, the higher the happiness.

If Song Qinglian was not her mother, how could she know these secrets?

Even if you see the twelve zodiac signs in your hand, you will never know that you need to gather the twelve zodiac signs.

Suddenly, a feeling of intimacy came over him, and Tang Wen believed it 80%.

"Set up the oil pan and prepare to fry people alive." At this time, an ugly and ferocious ghost was suspended in the sky.

Below, a huge iron pot was pushed over. A blazing flame was burning underneath, and the oil in the pot was dancing happily.

The two ghosts responded, and raised Song Qinglian with both hands to throw it into the boiling large iron pot.

"Wait a minute, who are you? What conditions can you put forward?" Tang Wen shouted quickly.

"Boy, I won't give you a hard time. Don't you want to save your mother?" Ghost said.

"Of course, keep talking." Tang Wen nodded.

"This is a rope, but it can only carry the weight of your mother and you, plus a black iron bottle.

However, you must now transport the two black iron bottles together. Moreover, you must pass the bridge made of this rope.

There is a frying pan under the bridge. If you fall in, it will fry. When the time comes, it will turn into fragrant fried pork ribs.

If you operate it improperly and the rope breaks, your mother will fall and the result will be the same.

Boy, don’t think of playing any other tricks. Once you get on this rope, all the mana and Yin Yuan can’t be used for anything. You are just an ordinary person and can only use ordinary people’s strength to cross the rope bridge.”

The ghost laughed loudly and threw it forward. A cliff appeared, a thousand feet high, and the oil pan flew under the cliff.

A rope as thin as a hair connected the two sides, Song Qinglian was also tied to the rope, and two black iron bottles were on Tang Wen's end.

At this time, a strong wind blew and the rope swayed. Song Qinglian was so frightened that she screamed, "Wen'er, don't listen to him, run away quickly, leave me alone."

"Mom, I want to save you." Tang Wen looked determined.

"They are devils, don't be fooled by them, this is a trap, run quickly, leave quickly, Wen'er." Song Qinglian shouted sadly.

"Mom, let's die together." Tang Wen stepped on the rope with one foot, and the rope swayed even more violently, and Song Qinglian's scream became even more shrill.

The next moment, Tang Wen stepped on it with both feet.

He stabilized his mind and gave it a try. Sure enough, he was just like an ordinary person on the rope, and it was extremely difficult to control the shaking of his body.

Moreover, there were strong winds and heavy snow from time to time during the march, so it was very difficult to rescue people.

Tang Wen first picked up a bottle with his right hand and threw it into the air, then quickly picked up another bottle with his right hand.

When the bottle almost fell to his head, he threw the bottle behind him into the air, then stretched out his left hand to catch the bottle.

Repeatedly like this, it was like performing acrobatics, which actually stunned the ghost.

Baby, are you playing with me?

In this way, if I only mount one bottle at all times, the weight will certainly not exceed the standard.

I noticed that the ghost actually had a playful smile on his face at this moment.

After walking more than a dozen steps, Tang Wenzheng was feeling proud.

Suddenly, large hailstones fell all over the sky, and the hailstones hit the bottles in the air like bullets.

If the bottles were knocked away, Tang Wen would not be able to carry the two bottles to the other side at the same time, and the result would be a frying pan.

But Tang Wen is just an ordinary person at this moment, and his powerful Yin Yuan cannot be used in the space formed by the rope.

Are you just watching the ghost's evil plan succeed?

Of course it's impossible. Tang Wennian's strength was so tight that it was much more difficult than usual.

Because, Tang Wen discovered that even the lines of thought force seemed to be interfered by some magnetic substance, making them appear particularly heavy and clumsy.

Fortunately, Tang Wen's telekinesis ability was so powerful that he was able to break through this invisible restraint, grab the bottle and pull it back.

And when he got it, he threw the other bottle out and threw it into the empty space.

However, the ghosts were obviously causing trouble, and the hailstones seemed to have eyes, which were aimed at the black iron bottle.

Tang Wen simply formed a telekinesis net around the outside of the bottle. The hail was blocked and all slid away, and the bottle returned smoothly.

When Gui Mei took a look, it seemed that this plan was not working.

Because he couldn't see Tang Wen's telekinesis line, and he never expected that Tang Wen had transcendent telekinesis and mental abilities.

If it were another person, even the ghost king level might not be able to survive this disaster.

After all, the Ghost King is not as good as Tang Wen in terms of mental strength.

The next moment, ghost figures appeared one after another, and soon, ghost sounds were heard, which was eerie and terrifying.

The sound waves penetrate into your heart, making your heart and soul shake and unable to control yourself.

If you are not careful, you will lose your footing and fall into the oil pan.

Sonic attack soul!

Several times, Tang Wen almost went wrong.

The guy suddenly became furious, opened his mouth towards these floating ghosts and suddenly shouted, "Fuck you!"

Bang bang bang...

There was a crackling sound, and Tang Wen was stunned and speechless.

Because, the sonic ghosts all exploded one by one like over-fried beans, twisted, and painfully disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, Tang Wen had already reached the center of the rope bridge.

"Wen'er, run away quickly, leave me alone, you will be killed." At this time, Song Qinglian fluttered and screamed in pain.

"Mom, is grandpa a warrior?" Tang Wen asked.

"No." Song Qinglian responded.

"Is he a cultivator?" Tang Wen asked again.

"No, he is an ordinary person like me. He is an ordinary person, otherwise, I would not get sick and die." Song Qinglian responded again.

Down below, the ghosts are coming in force.

Thousands of swords, thunder and lightning, and everything else was brought up.

However, Tang Wen knows that they are all imaginary and only destroy your spirit. As long as you ignore them, you will be fine.

Of course, Tang Wen was prepared with both hands, and his telekinesis line was always ready.
To be continued...