Chapter 227 Temptation
Liang Xingyang lured the ghost code-named Slow Motion out and asked him to leave the scope of the intersection.
A strange scene happened.
As the ghost with its body torn apart climbed out, the streetlight in the center of the intersection quietly disappeared like an illusion.
As soon as the red light disappeared, the unique supernatural power that could suppress movements within the red light envelope quickly faded away.
Liang Xingyang knew enough to be cautious and did not get close, so he was not forced to slow down by the slow-motion ghost.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, six steps.
A terrifying law of mortality was triggered, countless strange figures suddenly stopped in their footsteps, and extremely dangerous supernatural beings broke out at this moment.
Countless strange figures suddenly turned around, and the appearance they showed was exactly that of a slow-motion ghost.
“Bang.”
The ghost with its body torn apart suddenly fell down, the cracks on its body were widening, and black and rancid blood continued to leak out of its body.
Suffering a fatal attack, the ghost will directly fall into silence for a few seconds, ten seconds or even minutes.
The strange figure is superimposed with the mortal ghost, and this ghost will fall into a deep sleep for a longer period of time.
"Plop, puff~"
The rich blue-black aura filled the air, and in the depressing and terrifying atmosphere, strange, dull and depressing heartbeats sounded in time, and every heartbeat sounded like a heavy hammer. Hit the heart.
The ghost's heart was almost torn apart, with wisps of scarlet blood oozing out from its heart. The blood stains were rapidly expanding, and the blood formed a pool of blood on the ground until the ghost was swallowed up.
Crossroads.
Yang Xiao looked horrified: "What a fierce ghost."
He had already resumed his actions and was staring at the scene that had just happened.
Soon.
There was a green and black aura constantly floating over, as if someone here had triggered the evil ghost's killing pattern.
See, hear, touch, breathe the haze.
These four murder laws cover all aspects, and there are almost no blind spots in all directions. As long as you step into the ghost, it means that you will be targeted by the evil ghost.
After the starving ghost ate the guiding ghost and transformed into a ghost, the level of terror has reached the level of SS unsolvable.
“No matter what, let’s run first.”
Several dead souls who were originally trapped at the crossroads looked frightened and stepped back, their voices trembling.
They sadly discovered that as soon as they came out of the tiger's mouth, they fell into the wolf's den again.
“Thick haze obscures your vision, and if you move randomly and trigger the killing pattern of the ghost, you will die faster.”
Yang Xiao reminded with a cold face, although he was worried, but there was one more thing. The confidence to remain calm.
The dead souls were obviously panicked and did not hear Yang Xiao's reminder. Perhaps they did not care if they heard it. After randomly looking for a direction, they rushed into the thick haze and disappeared.
The surrounding haze is condensing and taking shape, gradually becoming clear from blur.
Yang Xiao nervously guarded his surroundings, then his expression suddenly changed and he said in a voiceless voice: "It's you."
Liang Xingyang smiled: "I'm here to save you."< br>
It can be seen that Yang Xiao is really much better than other dead souls, and has rich experience in dealing with supernatural events.
Now that the haze is shrouding the surroundings, if you are walking in the dark inside, if it is really a starving ghost, the few souls wandering around in the ghost world can easily attract the attention of the evil ghost and be eaten whole.
Yang Xiao relaxed his vigilance and breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Didn't you listen to my suggestion last time? Zhang Xianguang will always be a hidden danger if he stays."
"Neither Yang Jian nor I found Zhang Xianguang's location outside. , we are in trouble," Liang Xingyang said with an apologetic face.
According to the stolen memories, the manager Zhang Xianguang had little contact with Zhang Xianguang outside. Moreover, the dead man in the oil painting has many eyes, so if the two meet frequently, it will definitely attract the attention of others.
At that time, it will not be clear in a few words, and the identity of the manager may be exposed.
Three days ago, Liang Xingyang went to trace Zhang Xianguang's memory, looking for the places where Zhang Xianguang often hung out. He even went to Shuangqiao Town once, but he could not find Zhang Xianguang.
Perhaps Zhang Xianguang's team could be found only by asking the captain of the headquarters, Lu Zhiwen, for help.
Yang Xiao waved his hand: "Anyway, I am just a dead soul in the oil painting. It doesn't matter if Zhang Xianguang kills me. You can be fine."
"I have collected the dead souls in the post office and asked them to stand. On our side. Even if Zhang Xianguang comes to the post office again, they will take action to repel him," Liang Xingyang said.
Yang Xiao shook his head and said: "You have to remember that the dead souls cannot be completely trusted. They are likely to defect before the battle."
"As long as it works for the time being."
Liang Xingyang has learned the lesson now, and his attitude towards the dead souls is no longer so trusting.
Before, he relied on ghost paintings and oil paintings to convince these messenger ghosts, but without mastering the post office, he could not completely trust the messenger ghosts.
The pieces of flesh and blood at the crossroads are being reorganized, and the shattered souls are about to resume their actions.
The two ignored it, walked together on the winding and dark path, and left the crossroads.
Clone No. 1 is currently in the oil painting and will become the manager of the post office in the future. Liang Xingyang took the opportunity to ask Yang Xiao to help take care of him temporarily.
After Yang Xiao knew that Yang Jian had no objection, he did not refuse.
Soon.
The two returned to the post office in the oil painting.
Liang Xingyang thought for a while and handed the ghost necklace to Clone No. 1.
Clone No. 1 is just an ordinary person who needs to eat, drink and sleep. The ghost necklace can help him solve his life problems and allow him to maintain his life in the world of oil painting.
Liang Xingyang put aside his worries and left the world of oil painting.
He returned to the lobby on the first floor of the post office, said hello to Sun Rui, walked out of the post office door, and returned to the unfinished building in the real world.
But what he didn’t expect was that Yang Jian was waiting for him.
"Envelope."
Liang Xingyang glanced at the yellow envelope in Yang Jian's hand and quickly realized that it should be the third letter that Yang Jian grabbed from the courier on the third floor. .
If the intelligence is correct, this letter delivery mission should still be the mission of the red letter on the second floor.
Because of Yang Jian, the difficulty of delivering letters has been increased. The difficulty of the red envelope that appears on the second floor is equal to the difficulty of the letter sent upstairs by the messenger on the third floor.
With the participation of the Ghost Controller, one can imagine how dangerous the messenger on the second floor is.
However, it was because of Yang Jian's participation that the messenger on the second floor had the opportunity to catch a ride and go to the third floor in advance.
“This mission is to deliver a letter to Room 301 on the seventh floor of Mingyue Community in Dachuan City. I remember you once said that the ghost shadow head is there.”
Yang Jian looked at him and shook off the yellow letter in his hand, with a hint of memory in his eyes.
If you complete the ghost, there is only one way to go, which is to become an alien. Although Yang Jian does not object to finding another way to survive, he does not intend to act in a hurry.
What he wants to do is to imprison Guiyingtou, just in case he is unprepared.
Liang Xingyang thought for a moment and understood what Yang Jian meant, and smiled: "I will go to Dachuan City and take a different path. There is a risk that the ghost instinct will erode the consciousness, but you know, ghosts The Dream Dog will help you solve this problem. "
If Zhang Wei is a rich second generation, then Yang Xiao left the ghost dream to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian inherited the inheritance, and he was a pure ghost controller. Second generation.
With the help of Ghost Dream Dog in Yang Jian, the path of controlling ghosts will be more stable and further.
Yang Jian came over and shook his head: "Let's talk about it then."
Liang Xingyang hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile: "If you become an alien, I have a way to make you The seven ghost eyes fell into a state of panic. "
In the original work, the competition between Yang Jian's ghost eyes and the wishing ghost was restarted. In the collision of the restart, both the six ghost eyes and the wishing ghost crashed.
But that was the situation where Ghost Lake suppressed the wishing ghost, which was not the best situation. Now that Yang Jian has not yet mastered the 40% ghost lake, as long as the wish sticker drives the wishing ghost to open and restart, through the collision of the restart, theoretically speaking, the seven ghost eyes will fall into a dead state.
"Really?"
After hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief: "The seven ghost eyes are dead? Restart themselves at will."
"Not only that, If the seven ghost eyes are restarted, the time it takes for you to open the scope of the eight ghost eyes will be far longer than twenty minutes. It's just a matter of one step." Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed with light, and his words made people's hearts beat, as if they were being seduced. Pure angels fallen demons.
Weird!
To be honest, Yang Jian was tempted at this moment.
It's not that he completely believed Liang Xingyang's intelligence. After all, there would be mistakes in the intelligence. Yang Jian had been tricked by Liang Xingyang several times before.
But now, it does not prevent him from dreaming about a better future, and he has some ideas at the same time.
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