Chapter 22: Attack through the media
The illusory scene is like a mirage, showing a glimpse of a gray street.
The name of this old house full of mottled time is written on an antique plaque in the Tang Family Sculpture Museum.
The world suddenly became smaller. He knew that he had stolen Tang Le's memory and was looking back on his past experiences from Tang Le's perspective.
Tang Le held Boss Tang’s hand and was walking into this old house.
The perspective suddenly swayed from side to side. It seemed that this old house aroused Tang Le's curiosity.
When they stepped into the old house, a young man with square glasses, a gray robe, and a white scarf tied around his neck walked out.
It is hard to imagine that in such a modern society there are still such retro clothes. The young people look gentle and elegant, much like the teachers in the TV series during the Republic of China.
The young man said nothing, just nodded kindly as a greeting, and went out with a smile. Obviously he is not the owner of this old house, but a guest who is leaving.
Tang Le continued to follow Boss Tang into the depths of the old house. The huge yellowed wooden frame exuded an ancient atmosphere, and a thin layer of dust had fallen from it because it had not been cleaned for a long time.
The wooden shelves are filled with carved human heads, which have no faces. There are also many humanoid carvings placed behind the wooden frame, and I even saw many semi-finished products, the upper body and even the lower body.
In the dim lobby environment, a rickety old man was carefully carving a statue. The old man's ears seemed to be very alert, and he immediately noticed the person coming, stopped the carving knife in his hand, and looked back.
That was such a scary old man, with age spots all over his face. He looked so terrifying that Tang Le shrank in fear and hid behind Boss Tang.
Boss Tang respectfully stepped forward to call his second uncle, but was stopped by the old man.
The old man was wearing a black vest and came to Tang Le with staggering steps. His pupils were sinister as he stared at Tang Le, as if he had discovered something.
Liang Xingyang was shocked. This old man was not looking at Tang Le. He was seeing me through the medium of memory.
"Peeping into other people's memories." The old man said solemnly, raising the carving knife in his hand and stabbing into nothingness.
Seeing the old man suddenly take action, Liang Xingyang was caught off guard. At the same time, he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart and knew that he had no time to dodge.
However, at the critical moment, the old man's hands trembled like Parkinson's disease.
He is too old and has some physical problems.
At this time, the trajectory of the knife deflected and it did not hit the body. Instead, it scratched Liang Xingyang's right hand.
"Hiss..." A scratch of less than three centimeters brought huge pain to Liang Xingyang.
The pain instantly overwhelmed Liang Xingyang's consciousness, and the illusory scene shattered. Liang Xingyang woke up from a nap as if he had a nightmare.
"Ah..." A muffled sound echoed through the mirror space.
Liang Xingyang woke up from a dream and noticed the shadow on the mirror holding his arms, falling to the ground and wailing in pain like a living person.
The old man used a strange carving knife, and through the medium of memory, he actually attacked the ghost in my body.
This is unreasonable.
Why are you attacking the ghost in my body? Ghosts cannot be killed.
Liang Xingyang's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly discovered that the mirror ghost was originally just a shallow shadow, but now it began to gradually solidify.
It was the supernatural power of the carving knife that actually intensified the resurgence of the evil ghost!
The huge pain caused by the scratch constantly stimulated the mirror ghost to revive.
The old man didn't want to attack me, but wanted me to die directly from the ghost's resurrection.
Usually when a ghost master receives this blow, his body's balance will be broken, and he will lose his life in an instant.
It was just a small scratch. If he was stabbed directly by the carving knife, would he be killed directly?
On the mirror, the solid mirror ghost stopped struggling, and the supernatural attack gradually subsided. It stood up stiffly again, still staring at Liang Xingyang with malice.
Its body fades until it disappears from the mirror.
Fortunately, Liang Xingyang controlled the mirror ghost for a very short time, and he was able to control it relatively thoroughly under the suppression of Guigui's blood. Even if the mirror ghost was greatly revived, he still could not escape from the mirror.
Liang Xingyang had a cold face and a chill all over his body.
The old man who lived in the old house was suspected to be from the Republic of China. He fell into the resurrection of a terrible ghost with a knife, which made him almost crazy.
But now is not the time to worry about how to find and kill the opponent, because he still has a time bomb in his right hand.
The expression on Tang Le's young face was calm. Perhaps Liang Xingyang's brief recovery just now caused the cold breath in his right hand to invade Tang Le's body, causing Tang Le's ghost heart recovery to be suppressed and he did not open his eyes for a while. Now Tang Le The imp is still alive.
The situation is very bad. It doesn’t take long or a few seconds for the ghost heart to recover.
In the midst of the ghost eyes, the ghost eyes on Yang Jian's forehead stared at Tang Le, but the headless ghost behind him moved and appeared directly behind Tang Le with one step.
The five eyes of the headless ghost were also staring curiously at the child whose head was turned 180 degrees. In doing so, the ghost eyes passed the scene they saw to Yang Jian.
“Bang bang bang bang~”
As soon as the headless ghost approached, he was immediately attacked by a fatal heartbeat curse. The body composed of shadows was like a broken calm water surface, with ripples spreading throughout the body, and the shadows even appeared slightly distorted.
Yang Jian carefully controlled the headless ghost's hand and slowly stretched it into Tang Le's right chest. When it came into contact with Tang Le's heart, the headless ghost even melted.
In an instant, after the headless ghost invaded Tang Le's body, even the resurrected ghost's heart was suppressed, and a beating heart was successfully taken out.
This beating heart is actually made of stone.
Like a carefully carved work of art.
"This heart is definitely related to the Tang family's sculpture hall."
"Boss Tang said that Tang Le had a heart disease, and it was the old guy in the sculpture hall who seemed to be from the Republic of China period who changed Tang Le's heart." Have you got a ghost heart?"
Liang Xingyang slowly retracted his right hand, and the cold breath from his right hand surged out, quickly smoothing the cracks in the mirror.
The faint heartbeat disappeared, and Liang Xingyang felt as if a huge and heavy pressure had been lifted from his heart.
This time luck was on his side, and he survived without suffering the curse of death.
Liang Xingyang looked at Tang Le who had lost his heart, and said urgently to Yang Jian in the mirror: "Yang Jian, hurry up and change Tang Le's heart."
If you don't change your heart, I'm afraid Tang Le's body will lose its vitality.
But the sound cannot be transmitted in the mirror.
Yang Jian also discovered Liang Xingyang in the mirror through the five ghost eyes on the headless ghost, and was quite surprised at first.
But after he saw that mouth shape, he felt that Liang Xingyang was scolding himself for being a "shabi" and directly controlled the headless ghost to give him the middle finger.
Liang Xingyang was completely speechless.
He moved out of the mirror and came directly to Boss Tang.
"Did the old man in the sculpture museum give Tang Le a ghost heart? Where does he live?" Liang Xingyang said with a stern expression.
“I only know that he lives in Yinyang Street, Daxiang City.”
Boss Tang was surprised and seemed to have given up everything and was unwilling to say anything more.
Yang Jian suddenly whispered to Boss Tang: "If you change your mind, you will die. Now you still have a chance to regret it."
Boss Tang shook his head complicatedly and took out a stack of words he had already written from his pocket. The check was handed to Yang Jian.
“I hope not to let Lele know the truth.”
Boss Tang ran over and hugged his son with tears in his eyes, leaving his last words.
"He won't know." Liang Xingyang promised in a low voice.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he closed the ghost eyes on his forehead.
After the ghost dissipated, the headless ghost took action. The black shadow reached out and took away Boss Tang's heart and put it into Tang Le's body.
Tang Le's head, which was turned 180 degrees, was also turned back by the headless ghost.
The ghost shadow is slightly covered, repairing the young figure that has been infected by ghosts.
After regaining a living heart, Tang Le's small body resumed breathing, his chest was slowly rising and falling, and his face gradually became rosy, but he was still in a coma.
When he wakes up, he will no longer be troubled by heart disease, nor will he hear the heartbeat of the ghost heart. He will live in peace and health.
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