Chapter 200 Old Oil Man
No. 2 Street.
It is still deserted here, the old walls exude a cold atmosphere, but the light is bright. The two walked into the street and nodded, where seven ghost masters set up a stall.
Many shopping ghost hunters walked in and out of the lanes to select suitable products. Maybe most of the transactions were unsuccessful. If they were successful, they would leave Yin Yang Street directly.
When they came from Street 1 to Street 2, the feeling that they could leave at any time disappeared, and the number of transactions was covered by the new street rules.
Liang Xingyang and Ye Zhen randomly picked a vendor hidden in the alley, walked into the alley, and looked at the things on the red cloth table.
A golden box that has been welded.
As soon as they approached, a violent beating sound immediately came from it.
Liang Xingyang frowned, what else could the thing imprisoned in the golden container be besides a fierce ghost?
Buying and selling ghosts!
Does Yin Yang Street still have this kind of business?
"The two younger brothers are new. They are young, handsome, and have extraordinary temperament. They are rare in the supernatural circle in Daxiang City." The boss is a fat woman who weighs several hundred pounds, about forty years old, and has a handsome face. Hengrou, sitting behind the table, smiled.
Ye Zhen snorted and smiled.
Liang Xingyang thought of the several golden boxes left behind by the hunter of the Ghost Controller in the predecessor of Shangtong Building. His face instantly turned cold and he said in an indifferent tone: "Are you hunting the Ghost Controller?"
After the female boss heard this, her expression became worse, and she said angrily: "You brat, this is the devil I personally imprisoned after handling the supernatural incident. Do you have any objections?"
"I have no problem with dealing with supernatural events, but I have to confirm it with my own eyes." Liang Xingyang put his hand on the golden box.
If it is a hunted ghost master, there must be a lot of scars on the body. If you don't do this, you won't be able to kill the ghost master with supernatural powers.
If ghost masters are hunted and sold for sale, he has to mind his own business!
"So brave."
The female boss's eyes flashed sharply, she clapped her fat hands, supported the table, and stood up angrily.
Liang Xingyang raised his eyes and saw a parasitic ghost in the body of the female boss reflected in his bright silver pupils.
A blur of ghosts spread out.
“Ghost.”
The female boss’s face changed drastically, and she was shrouded in screams.
She tried to use the trading rules of Yin Yang Street to escape danger, but Guixiao fought against the supernatural beings on No. 2 Street and kept her.
After the ghost dissipated, the female boss had been sucked into a small mirror.
In the small mirror.
She knocked on the mirror with fear on her face, begging for mercy, but her voice could not come out.
With the supernatural power she controls, she will never be able to break the mirror and escape.
Ye Zhen looked a little surprised, patted the golden box and said, "Do you care about this?"
Liang Xingyang put away the small mirror calmly and said seriously: "If someone maliciously hunts ghost masters, I will kill them one by one."
He has not forgotten the three ghosts who traded human skin. .
It was a ghost controller who was hunted by foreign mercenaries. When he opened the box, he couldn't bear to look at the tragic death of the three people and it was so vivid in his mind.
Ye Zhen raised his eyebrows and said: "I have decided that if I encounter this kind of behavior in the future, I will beat everyone I see."
Liang Xingyang's face softened and he nodded at him. . Holding the ghost necklace in his hand, the deceptive ghost's supernatural power created tools to violently dismantle the welded golden box.
Gui's heart was beating, and he used a suppression quota to suppress Li Gui into a deep sleep before he ran out.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly as he inspected the half-rotten corpse huddled in the golden box. There were many and various wounds on the corpse. The most fatal wound was on the head, which opened a horrific wound of ten centimeters.
This gash does not look like a wound caused by a ghost, but it looks like it was made by a sharp weapon such as an axe.
The case can probably be solved.
Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists.
The box was severely damaged by him and could no longer contain the evil ghost.
Liang Xingyang sighed, took out a mirror, and the fuzzy ghost sucked the ghost huddled in the box into the mirror and imprisoned him.
He also released the female boss who weighed hundreds of kilograms. The ghost heart suppressed the evil ghost controlled by the other party. Under the influence of the supernatural power of the deceitful ghost, the female boss explained everything with a confused look on her face.
Hunt!
It is still an organized action.
To put it simply, three ghost masters unite to find folk ghost masters with no background, find the right opportunity to kill the target, and take the ghosts to Yin Yang Street to sell them, whether in exchange for paper ingots or other supernatural products. All can make huge profits.
The female boss, who was still smiling when they met, actually regarded them as hunting targets in her heart. Probably because Liang Xingyang and Ye Zhen looked young and inexperienced in dealing with the sinister world, they would not have deep defenses.
“How dare you look down on me!”
Hearing this, Ye Zhen’s face turned ugly and he punched the female boss to death.
This punch not only carried huge power, but also had powerful supernatural power. The female boss's spine was broken.
Liang Xingyang has no objection. Keeping such dangerous elements is a waste of food.
A blur of ghosts spread, and the female boss’s body disappeared and was locked in the mirror.
At this time.
The light at the alley suddenly dimmed.
There were six people with different looks blocking the entrance of the alley, peering into the alley.
The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.
"You dare to kill people and buy goods here!" An old voice suddenly sounded, with a cold tone.
The people blocking the alley parted a path, the light came through, and a greasy-looking old man walked in with an angry look on his face.
Ye Zhen said angrily: "Who are you? I hate old men lately, don't provoke us, or I'll beat you to death!"
Liang Xingyang's face was as usual, and the silvery reflective pupils reflected The three ghosts residing in the old man's body.
Controlling three ghosts, he is already considered a top ghost controller in the supernatural circle.
But it is nothing to him. The black mark on the ghost's heart is suppressed first, the ghost's blood is stained, and the mortal curse is triggered. One set can take away the opponent.
“People in the circle used to call me oil seller to give me face, but now that I am older, they call me oil seller.”
“Young people should not be so loud, old men don’t like to hear it. ." The old man turned toward Ye Zhen. He said coldly, without being angry, "No matter what your reasons are, you can't kill people and buy goods here, and break the rules of Yin and Yang Street."
Ye Zhen sneered: "I don't care if you like it or not, use your best Come and kill me! Let me see what tricks you old guys have up your sleeves. This time, I will dodge! ”
"This female boss specializes in hunting down ghost masters and selling them here. Are you sure you want to take care of the affairs here?" Liang Xingyang's face was cold and his tone was unkind, then Ye Zhen said.
The oily old man felt depressed all over, and his wrinkled face became serious: "Yinyang Street only deals with business, and does not care about other things. Rules are more important than anything else."
"What a careless person! You are here The person in charge?" Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed.
"I am the owner of the oil shop on No. 6 Street. I don't want anyone to break the rules and take care of this illegal thing." The old oil man's eyes were bright, and white greasy oil came out from his body. He took out an old oil can and said, "That's enough nonsense. Dead people don't need to know so much. You can leave after surviving the old man's hands."
The streets above No. 5 are blocked, and oil shops Naturally, the business cannot continue. The old man had nothing to do, so he was just wandering around Yin Yang Street. Unexpectedly, he happened upon this incident by chance, and was invited by the vendors on No. 2 Street to come over and seek justice.
"It's true that the bad guys have grown old, and they have to stand out, right?"
Ye Zhen shouted, and the figure disappeared suddenly, like a phantom, and did not exist at all.
But the next moment.
He appeared again and was already in front of Old Man You.
This kind of behavior is strange and incomprehensible.
Ye Zhen had already punched the old man in a standard boxing motion.
The old man looked a little surprised, and his reaction was a little slow. He quickly reached out and squeezed Ye Zhen's fist.
The grease-covered hand touched Ye Zhen’s fist.
The screams of two evil ghosts came from the grease, but they were stopped abruptly by Ye Zhen's fist.
The oily old man's face was solemn, and the grease oozing from his body continued to explode and splash, which seemed to offset the supernatural power on his fists, and his old body still took two steps back.
"Let's all help the old man!"
When the six ghost masters blocking the alley saw this, they were about to attack Ye Zhen together.
But at this moment.
A blur of white ghosts suddenly spread over. The distance was too short for everyone to react and they were already enveloped.
My vision is blurred, and everything is covered in white.
A tall silvery shadow stood in the blurry ghost world, looking down at everything in front of it.
“Everyone, be careful, it’s a ghost monster.”
“Whoever can break this ghost monster, hurry up and do it.”
“If you can’t break it, everyone will gather together. Don't get lost."
Under the gaze of bright silver pupils, a palm exuding a cold aura was raised and waved towards the six ghost masters gathered at the entrance of the alley.
The six ghost masters in front of them were disappearing quickly like a scene that had been erased.
Even the ghosts they controlled couldn't resist.
This cold palm seemed to have wiped away the water mist on a mirror.
No trace left at all.
Liang Xingyang withdrew his hand and used himself as a cage, locking all six people who could not resist the fuzzy ghost into the mirror space inside his body. (End of chapter)