Chapter 167: Too Deep into the Drama
When Liang Xingyang came out of the haze, Li Jun and A Hong also repainted Huang Changcheng's ghost makeup and successfully collected intelligence.
“When I walked onto the stage, an overwhelming feeling of fatigue came over me, and then I fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I found that I was still standing on the stage, but the people on the stage were gone. . Soon, another overwhelming feeling of fatigue came over me, and I fell into a deep sleep again. "
Huang Changcheng looked a little confused: "During this process, it was like a dream within a dream. I fell asleep five or six times, and my body became very tired, as if I had fallen into a bottomless pit."
Li Jun and A Hong looked at each other with incredible looks in their eyes.
The ghost play seems to be layered one after another, but it is not a ghost, but a kind of supernatural being directed at the consciousness.
"The ability to pull the body into a supernatural space is like a ghost, and the ability to pull a person's consciousness into a supernatural space is like a ghost dream."
Liang Xingyang frowned and quickly analyzed the information in his mind .
But he discovered another difference. The ghost play also had the characteristics of ghosts, layer by layer.
Is the source of the ghost drama hidden deepest?
"How did those ghost controllers during the Republic of China restrain such terrifying ghosts?"
Liang Xingyang frowned and turned to look at the two white lanterns.
There are two red lanterns in Zhangdong’s ancient house in the old forest. What is the connection between the two? Where are these lanterns made?
The ghost show that cannot be resisted by the ringtone of the music box is too dangerous. If it were not to save Yang Jian, Liang Xingyang would not want to get involved here.
"That Shen Lan joined the headquarters. She escaped from the ghost theater and must know a lot of information." Liang Xingyang said solemnly.
Li Jun said in surprise: "I will ask."
After saying that, his satellite positioning phone began to contact Cao Yanhua.
A Hong looked at Li Jun doubtfully, obviously she did not know that Shen Lan had joined the headquarters. This involves the secrets of the headquarters. She is not the captain, so some important information cannot be known.
"Can't stay here too long, the time limit for Mirror Ghost's replacement is about to expire."
Using the supernatural power of the Ghost Necklace, a large circle of rope appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The next moment, the ghosts of the ghost wind invaded Huanggang Village, and Liang Xingyang disappeared from the sky and came to the ground.
When he returned to this place again, his face was still full of vigilance.
An ethereal and strange opera sound came from nowhere. Liang Xingyang quickly lit the red ghost candle in his hand, and the miserable green candlelight began to shroud it.
Liang Xingyang strode forward holding the red ghost candle. The rope in his hand flew out, accurately wrapped around Yang Jian's head, and pulled him out of the ghost stage.
In precognition, this method will not cause supernatural changes.
The rope tightened, and Yang Jian was pulled into the area shrouded in candlelight like a corpse.
Bang.
The ghost candle in Liang Xingyang's hand immediately burst into flames. The green ghost fire expanded rapidly, and the entire ghost candle quickly burned one-tenth.
But this is all expected.
Yang Jian fell into a deep sleep. The ghost eyes, headless ghost shadows and ghost hands in his body broke into the candlelight, and the ghost candle's candlelight suppressed the ghost and prevented it from waking up.
Liang Xingyang placed Guizhu on the ground and took out a golden bag from Yang Jian, which contained a piece of dark brown human skin paper.
Seeing that the human skin paper had not been taken away, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
If the human skin paper that predicts the future gets the body of the skinned ghost and successfully escapes to develop and grow, I don’t know how much hidden danger it will cause in the future.
Immediately afterwards, Liang Xingyang used the rope to pull out the music box and half of the ghost candle. As for the nine people, he planned to leave it to Li Jun to deal with, otherwise the ghost candle would burn out in a flash.
Yang Jian opened his eyes without warning, suddenly reached out and grabbed Liang Xingyang's hand, and clasped his wrist tightly like an iron pliers.
Liang Xingyang frowned. The candlelight did not change, indicating that the person controlling Yang Jian's body was not a ghost. He shouted: "Yang Jian!" Only then did he release his palms.
After leaving the ghost stage, the music box brought his consciousness back.
Yang Jian looked around, got up from the ground, and said quickly: "Fortunately you came in time, otherwise the curse of the music box broke out and I would be doomed."
"There is something deep in the ghost show. There is no source of evil spirits?" Liang Xingyang couldn't help but ask.
Yang Jian picked up the burning ghost candle, organized his thoughts, and said: "After entering the show, I changed from a ghost controller to an ordinary person. Because of the music box, I only went to the seventh level of the ghost show and did not continue. I sank down, so I didn’t find the source of the ghost.”
“You took me. Only when my body is pulled out of the ghost stage and free from the influence of the source of the ghost show can the music box bring my consciousness back, just like a lucid dream. However, other people have fallen and cannot come back without the influence of supernatural powers."
Yang Jian shook his head and looked at the nine figures on the ghost stage.
After he woke up, the evil ghost in his body was under control, and the ghost candle burned much slower.
“The source of the ghost drama is probably in the deepest part of the drama. The ghost ghost got the ghost skin and left. Fortunately, the ghost stage will not move and it is not out of control yet. As long as the ghost is imprisoned, the ghost stage Once isolated, this supernatural incident will be over." Liang Xingyang's face was a little solemn, he glanced at the ghost stage with fear, and thought to himself.
The true form of Guimeng Ligui is, in reality, a corpse that was dismembered by Yang Xiao. In this way, the true form of Gui Xi Li Gui is hidden in the darkness under the wooden board.
But the ghost theater is like a terrifying quagmire. The ghosts and the ghost controllers immediately trigger the killing pattern after taking the stage and cannot withstand the attack of the ghost theater.
Once trapped, there is almost no chance of getting out without other supernatural help.
"I will take back the ghost rope first."
After Yang Jian finished speaking, he ran out of the candlelight and relit his half of the ghost candle. The ringing of the music box echoed, protecting his consciousness from the sounds derived from the ghost show.
An old straw rope with gold foil was suppressed by the headless ghost, put into a golden bag and imprisoned.
Yang Jian took out his mobile phone and recorded a piece of drama.
Liang Xingyang was thoughtful when he saw this, and he also followed Yang Jian's example and recorded the audio of the play on his mobile phone.
The red light flashed away, and the ghost wind swept across. The figures of Yang Jian and Liang Xingyang disappeared, and appeared in the sky the next moment.
The other side.
Li Jun hung up the phone with a solemn look, and A Hong beside him quickly asked for information.
Li Jundao: "Interpol Shen Lan's information is: inside and outside the play, you must not get too deep into the play. This is a supernatural forbidden place designed by someone. It can only be isolated, but cannot be detained. The headquarters has already pointed the finger at Quasi Guizhao, let us prepare as soon as possible to launch the plan for Guizhao to return to the coffin."
A Hong asked again: "Then we still need to fish out the nine ghost masters?"
"Without the influence of the ghost stage, the ghosts will directly revive, and the ghost masters will undoubtedly die. I advise you not to do this."
Yang Jian appeared out of thin air and said in a low voice.
"It's not impossible to imprison him. We let Shen Lan self-destruct once to reverse the ghost show's recovery and have a chance to imprison this evil ghost." Liang Xingyang joked.
Li Jun and A Hong's faces darkened. They solved the ghost scene by then, but the dark red sun burst out, and Mr. Qin had to take action. This Liang Xingyang was not good-hearted.
A Hong sighed and said: "The headquarters has given up on holding the ghost stage, Mr. Liang, when will the ghost coffin be handed over to the headquarters?"
"You come to Dachang City tomorrow. Bring a message to Wang Xiaoming , and told him not to forget the agreement that he must not use the ghost coffin to conduct experiments on becoming a ghost, otherwise I will kill him."
A Hong looked tense: "I will make it clear to Professor Wang."
Liang Xingyang nodded and suddenly frowned. It was already difficult to eat five ghosts. He forced himself to eat the sixth ghost. The mirror ghost replaced the time limit and quickly ran out, almost reaching the end.
He didn't want to expose the mirror ghost to Li Jun and A Hong, so he said to Yang Jian: "Let's go back to Dachang City first."
Yang Jian nodded without hesitation, the music box The curse has passed for a day and must be dealt with as soon as possible.
A gust of dark wind blew, and the haze shrouded Yang Jian. Liang Xingyang nodded, and the ghost turned into a rainbow and left here.
The haze dissipates.
Li Jun said in a deep voice: "Liang Xingyang uses ghosts without any restrictions. Apart from his own ghosts, there are only aliens!"
A Hong looked incomprehensible: "It is said that Professor Wang used wish stickers and is studying ghost control." It has become a strange topic, and it is expected that a research result will be published soon.”
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