Chapter 1403 Inheriting the Inheritance
In addition to the furnishings that look like a mourning hall and a black coffin, the back hall of the shop also has a bamboo bed made of bamboo.
However, there was no figure of the old man lying on the bamboo bed, as if he was not in the shop.
The woman who led Su Yuan into the back hall didn't want to explain anything and walked straight in one direction.
Su Yuan ignored what she was going to do and walked towards the black coffin.
He reached out and knocked on the coffin board.
Dong-dong-dong.
A dull sound suddenly echoed from the coffin board.
However, with just such an action, Su Yuan immediately knew something about the situation in the coffin. You know, after all, he had mastered the supernatural power of the knocker, and the action of knocking on the door was actually a kind of Another fatal attack.
Although it is not necessary to use supernatural powers here, under special circumstances, it can be used to explore the environment.
Isn't it reasonable for ghost controllers to develop the supernatural power they control?
But there is obviously something terrible hidden in this black coffin.
The only one who needs to use the black coffin to restrict it is Li Gui.
In other words, the old man selling medicine hid a ghost with an unknown level of terror in this black coffin?
While Su Yuan was wondering what the contents of the coffin were, the woman walked out of a room in the back hall holding a box.
It was a red wooden box with many pieces of paper stuck on it. Each one was painted with extremely weird and twisted symbols, exuding a supernatural aura, as if there was supernatural power sealed inside.
However, when the box was opened, there was an old head inside, and it was none other than the head of the last person in the seven-person group of the Republic of China, the old medicine seller.
What kind of chicken play is this?
Cut off your own head and put it in a box?
Under Su Yuan's puzzled gaze, the woman called softly: "Master, Su Yuan is here."
"Cough cough cough..."
The moment the woman finished speaking, the old man's head in the box actually moved. His eyes were suddenly opened on his face full of grooves, and his cloudy and dark eyes moved slightly. , looked at Su Yuan.
"You're here..."
"Well, I'm here."
Su Yuan nodded slightly. After looking at him for a while, he was considered I could see the old man's current state.
I have to say that the state is indeed very bad, like a candle in the wind, it will be extinguished at any time.
So I guess that in order to survive longer, the old man used some supernatural means and gave up his body to reduce the invasion of supernatural beings on himself. In this way, he can survive Longer.
Although the method is very simple and crude, it is obviously too extreme.
You must know that for ghost controllers, supernatural balance is crucial, and actively dismembering one's body means breaking the balance with one's own hands. Although it can delay the time of existence in a short period of time, But the consequences will become uncontrollable.
So this is a very useless method.
Logically speaking, as one of the seven members of the Republic of China, the old man should not understand that this is useless.
But looking at the old man's current state, Su Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
"Why bother... If you really don't want to give in, wouldn't it be enough to leave a relic to the spiritual conjurer? If the supernatural era really ends one day, wouldn't it be enough to let the spiritual conjurer use the method of conjuring spirits to wake him up? "
Although Su Yuan was puzzled by the persistence of the older generation of ghost masters, he also respected it.
It's just that now that I see an old man who has been fighting for the supernatural all his life, only dared to keep his own head in the end, and his whole body was not found, it is unavoidable to be a little touched.
"I won't live in peace until I see hope with my own eyes..."
The old man sighed quietly, his words full of regret and unwillingness.
“Your era is far more difficult than ours. Now, except for you who can be considered a top figure and can reach this level, the others are just seedlings. Can they grow up? An unknown number..."
At this point, the old man's face was obviously full of exhaustion and regret.
Only a few people can reach their level, so what's the use.
During the Republic of China, there were seven of them like them, but they were still unable to solve the problem of supernatural resurgence and could only barely stabilize the situation.
It can be foreseen that the situation in the future will only be more difficult. In the end, the young man in front of me will just repeat their old path, either exhausted from fighting against the supernatural, or died of being corroded by the supernatural...
In the next era, will there be another top figure who can turn the tide?
As for the old man's worries, Su Yuan just remained silent.
In the past, he could at least guarantee it. After all, no one could understand the future better than him. In the end, Yang Jian would embark on an unprecedented path and become the most unique existence and the only hope.
But now... Yang Jian's life or death is uncertain, and due to other reasons, the trajectory has deviated greatly, so even now, he dare not say what will happen in the future.
Seeing that Su Yuan did not give the answer he wanted, the old man was obviously a little disappointed and lonely. However, after being silent for a long time, the old man turned to the woman beside him and said: "Xiaoru, go and help me." Bring me the medicine box."
"Medicine box..."
Hearing this, the woman's expression changed slightly, as if she had a bad premonition.
"Master, that is the most important thing to you..."
"Nothing is important to a dying person. The value of something is only valuable if it falls into the hands of someone who can play its role."
Hearing this, the woman was obviously a little helpless. , but under the old man's tough attitude, he had no choice but to go back to the room unwillingly, and quickly took out something.
It was a seemingly old wooden box, boxy and unremarkable, but it exuded a strong supernatural aura. Obviously, it was a supernatural item.
"This thing... is useless if you keep it with me, so I'll give it to you."
Looking at the box held in the woman's arms, the old man's face was obviously troubled With emotion, after all, this is his old friend who has been with him for decades.
"So generous?"
Su Yuan was a little surprised. He knew about this stuff. It could produce a potion that suppressed the resurrection of evil ghosts. If placed in the supernatural circle, it would be enough for ghost controllers to break their heads to grab it.
Even if the medicine has side effects, it is still precious enough, and the old man gave it to him so generously. The two are not close friends, which is not surprising.
“You really gave it to me?”
“Of course, there is no other suitable candidate except you.” (End of Chapter)