Chapter 189 Small Road
On the dark and silent road.
The gray and lanky ghost walked over, and the curse formed a connection, replacing the ghost's killing pattern.
But now Liang Xingyang's face was cold and he quickly took action without giving Li Gui a chance to get close.
The terrible heartbeats of ghost hearts began to ring out all around. The heavy and depressing sound was rapid and like a heavy hammer falling on the heart, which made people tremble with fear.
The heart beat violently, and a foreign object with a dark outline of the heart appeared in the gray-white ghost's heart. The foreign object beat according to the heartbeat frequency of the ghost's heart, and the mortal curse was instantly triggered.
Li Gui's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his body was blurring and disappearing bit by bit.
“Don’t even think about restarting!”
Liang Xingyang locked his eyes tightly and seized the opportunity. A cold ghost wind blew up behind him, and the smell of corpses was everywhere. He slammed the nails into the coffin in his hand. Throw it out.
In an instant.
The coffin nails broke through the distance in space, the wind roared, and the next moment they stabbed directly into the gray-white ghost's chest.
“Ding!”
The coffin nail rebounded and fell to the ground due to the reaction force, making a crisp sound of the nail touching the ground.
The coffin nails did hit Li Gui, but they did not penetrate Li Gui's body. The stone-carved body seemed unable to penetrate easily.
"Is the stone carving blocked?" Liang Xingyang's pupils shrank, and the cold wind caught the rusty coffin nail and took it back.
If it cannot penetrate, the coffin nails will not be able to play their role.
His attack failed.
The gray-white ghost disappeared again at this moment.
The next moment.
“Bang.”
A street lamp had a broken bulb.
Accompanied by the rapid and violent heartbeat, the slender gray-white figure walked out from under the street lamp for an unknown number of times. This time, Li Gui's chest felt like he was pulsing.
Liang Xingyang's face was solemn: "A terrifying and inexplicable ghost, must I use ghost scissors to break the curse?"
Hold the ghost scissors, and in his sight, a solid black silk thread It is connecting the two sides into a whole.
Cut the curse thread, and the evil ghost will wander outside and disappear automatically in God knows how long.
"The supernatural power of the ghost heart has been copied, and the situation is not at the end yet. Give it a try in the end. If you really can't beat it, just run away."
Through carving, the ghosts pieced together by Tang Yerong will not exist for a long time. For a long time, as long as he avoided the evil ghost for a while. When the time is up, the carved ghosts will disappear naturally, and there will naturally be no danger.
Liang Xingyang squatted down and placed his two bloody hands on the road. A spring seemed to open on the ground, and a large amount of scarlet blood gurgled out, forming a pool of blood in front of him.
The ghost blood seemed to be alive, forming a fan and flowing rapidly in the direction of the ghost.
If it were a ghost controller, he would definitely avoid stepping on this unusual pool of blood. But evil ghosts don't know how to do it. Ghosts don't have wisdom and don't care whether there are traps ahead.
Li Gui's walking speed was not fast, and he was not aware of the pool of blood on the ground. He stepped directly on it with his gray-white feet.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the terrifying ghost blood immediately climbed up the ghost's feet.
The gray-white ghost did not restart, but struggled, trying to pull out the foot again, but the top of the foot was sinking into the ghost's blood little by little, but the speed was a bit slow.
"It worked." Liang Xingyang looked happy.
Then he threw himself directly into the ghost's blood, which reflected his shadow, forming a fast-moving bloody phantom that came to the side of this fierce ghost very quickly.
In the scarlet blood, Liang Xingyang raised his head slightly and looked at the ghost figure standing above.
He stretched out his arms, his palms suddenly stretched out of the pool of blood, and grabbed Li Gui's ankle tightly. This time, he used all his strength to drag Li Gui into the scarlet blood.
Li Gui plopped uncontrollably and fell straight down.
All soaked in ghost blood, this gray-white, slender young ghost became covered in blood. His body was wrapped in a layer of viscous blood. His supernatural power failed and he fell into a deep sleep.
In the outside world.
The darkness has dissipated, and the lights on the street lights have returned to normal. Except for a few burst light bulbs, it seems that nothing abnormal has happened.
The white light flashed away.
Shen Lan reappeared. She stood in the distance, staring at the pool of blood on the ground in surprise. There were four things floating above the scarlet blood, red scissors, a red roly-poly, and a red The ghost candle, the scapegoat stained with blood.
Although she was greedy for these supernatural items, she did not dare to approach them rashly.
The scarlet blood pool looked depthless, but it was actually a bottomless pool of blood. Who knows if a pair of bloody arms will stretch out from it, suddenly attack her, and pull her into a pool of blood.
The blood on the ground was squirming, and a pair of bloody arms stretched out from the pool of blood, grabbing the ground as if to support the body, and crawled out.
The ghost blood squirmed and flowed back into Liang Xingyang's body. The remaining ghost blood also carried four items back to him, and he put them away again.
Although the rusty coffin nail looks like an object, it is also a dead ghost, so it can be brought into the ghost blood.
Shen Lan was shocked and speechless, her words stuck in her throat.
"What's the card number? Two hundred million, I'll call you right away."
"Two hundred million?"
"The information you gave me has helped me a lot, and the other 100 million is my reward." Liang Xingyang said affirmatively.
Shangtong Building has collected 90% of the wealth of Dachang City, with tens of billions of working capital, and a mere 200 million has not yet been taken seriously by him.
As time goes by, Dachang City will definitely become more and more well-known. A city without supernatural events will sooner or later become the most ideal city to live in the country. More and more wealthy people will pay attention to it in the future. Come to this place and join Shantong Company.
Shen Lan came to her senses with a complex expression. She joined the headquarters, and Cao Yanhua offered her an annual salary of 10 million. But today, with just a few words, I made 100 million on the spot.
Liang Xingyang immediately transferred the money after getting the card number, and Shen Lan soon received the message that the account had arrived on her mobile phone.
"Twenty million more." Shen Lan looked at the message prompt, two hundred and twenty million.
"Twenty million to buy the paper ingot in your hand. I plan to go to Yin Street first and fish out Ye Zhen." Liang Xingyang said.
Shen Lan remained silent and obediently handed out a paper ingot.
For the sake of face, she wanted to refuse this inhumane behavior of giving away money, but the other party gave her too much.
After Liang Xingyang took the paper ingot, he came to the end of the road, took out a special gold lighter from his pocket, lit the paper ingot and threw it to the ground.
The bright yellow flame of the lighter ignited the paper ingot, and the white paper ingot swallowed by the flame seemed to have a golden color.
But the next moment.
The bright yellow turned into a miserable green, and the temperature of the flame dropped rapidly, becoming colder.
The miserable green flames illuminated the end of the road. The paper ingots were quickly burned out, and the paper ashes were blown up by a dark wind and rushed towards the front of the road.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this road has reached its end, and there is no way to go. However, in Liang Xingyang's eyes, a winding path began to appear at the end of the road leading into the distance. In front of it was an old, moss-covered wall.
Following the wall, there is a corner that seems to lead somewhere.
You can vaguely see an iron diamond-shaped street sign standing next to the corner, with the words Yin and Yang Street hanging on it.
Yin Yang Street.
The atmosphere was strange and heavy.
Liang Xingyang strode forward, and Shen Lan's voice came from behind him. The voice seemed to be coming from a very far distance and was slightly inaudible.
“Remember, don’t disrupt the order of Yin Yang Street.”
On the road, Shen Lan’s open mouth slowly closed, looking at the man whose body gradually became blurred after walking onto the dark path. , no more instructions were given.
Stepping on this road, people have already quickly headed to Yin Yang Street. The distance between the two was actually so far apart that even the sound could not be accurately transmitted.
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