Chapter 246: Introduction to the Post Office
The golden spear and human skin paper items are returned to their original owners.
The eerily silent safe house No. 3.
The shadow on the ground was retracted like black ink, and the red light of the ghost eye also disappeared.
Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he held a golden spear full of cracks. His pale face and faint smell of corpses all showed that he had really been successfully resurrected.
He became a complete ghost, and controlled the ringing curse of ghost newspapers and music boxes, transforming into a stranger.
"This is Huanggang Village?" Yang Jian's ghostly eyes on his forehead moved restlessly, and the cold expression on his face softened, and he said in surprise.
Liang Xingyang nodded. He had just told him about Zhang Xianguang, and then turned to look in one direction: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, and those five people are here again."
"You don't need to. Take action, just in time for me to practice with them." Yang Jian's eyes lit up and he said this with a bit of confidence in his tone.
However.
Liang Xingyang hesitated slightly. Even if Yang Jian turned into a ghost, he probably couldn't defeat Zhang Xianguang's five rusty swords.
However, before he could stop him, the red light from the ghost eyes flashed away, and Yang Jian left the safe house.
The entrance of the sales hall.
The five Zhang Xianguangs walked up, then all stopped, staring at the sudden appearance of Yang Jian with indifferent eyes.
There were no words from both sides.
Five rusty broadswords were lifted up and directed towards Yang Jian, about to cut down along the fixed track, tearing apart a large area of supernatural and reality.
At this moment, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank.
The six ghost eyes quickly overlapped, but the rich red light came last.
The sixth floor of ghosts opened, and everything immediately came to a standstill.
The chopping trajectory of the five rusty broadswords suddenly stopped, and the five Zhang Xianguangs also fell into a pause.
However, in the world of red light that was as rich as blood, several tiny cracks suddenly appeared at the same time. The old sword tore through the red light and was still chopping down at an extremely slow speed.
The ghost was torn apart a little by the old sword, but it did not help Zhang Xianguang and the five others who were stagnant, and they were still stagnant.
Yang Jian discovered this phenomenon. The nine ghost eyes on his body were turning restlessly. Without hesitation, the seventh ghost eye was superimposed, and a richer red light emerged from his body.
When the seventh layer of ghosts is opened, he can restart himself for a few seconds. At the same time, he avoids the stasis of the sixth layer of ghosts and can move around in it for a few seconds.
Ghost transfer.
Yang Jian disappeared from the spot, and the coffin nail of the golden spear, which was full of cracks, easily pierced the body of the first Zhang Xianguang.
Only two seconds passed when this happened.
The red light dissipates.
Yang Jian disappeared, and at the same time Zhang Xianguang, who was holding a knife, also disappeared.
Four rusty old swords slashed down, the double doors of the sales hall collapsed, gravel flew, the exquisite tiles on the wall suddenly shattered and fell, and even the edges of the wall were torn A deep crack appeared.
However, unlike the cold atmosphere of a living person, the sales hall is quickly returning to its original state.
The next moment.
“Bang.”
A loud noise shook.
A rusty coffin nail flew out of the sales hall and penetrated the second Zhang Xianguang's head unexpectedly, nailing him to the ground.
After being restrained by the coffin nails, Zhang Xianguang's body quickly decomposed and turned into a pool of cold black foam.
Gui Cha Wu Jie suppressed one Zhang Xianguang in the quota of 5. The heartbeat suddenly stopped and the ghost's mortal curse took effect, killing the third Zhang Xianguang.
Liang Xingyang would not foolishly expose himself to the attack range of the old sword, and killed two Zhang Xianguang at once from a long range.
"Coffin nail!"
The fourth Zhang Xianguang's eyes lit up, he looked at the rusty nail nailed on a pool of black foam, and rushed over quickly.
If he can grab the nail in the coffin, he will have a chance to turn defeat into victory.
However.
He immediately felt a huge force hit him, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.
The body was decaying rapidly. He lowered his head slightly and saw a cracked golden spear that penetrated the body and then turned into a pool of cold black foam.
The last Zhang Xianguang couldn't help but retreat. However, his eyes were wary and he realized the terrifying nature of the ghost, and his heart sank.
The opponent took full advantage of the ghosts and didn't give them any ghosts at all.
Soon, a powerful force of unexplainable suppression came, making him unable to move. A black and stiff ghost hand appeared out of thin air and broke the neck of the last Zhang Xianguang.
The red light flashed away.
"That's all."
Yang Jian walked out of the ghosts and pulled out the cracked golden spear from the ground. It was menacing and gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Liang Xingyang appeared out of thin air, reached out and grabbed the coffin nails nailed to the ground and took them back.
He looked at the five old swords that had also turned into foam with dark eyes, and said calmly: "The five Zhang Xianguangs are just rebooted supernatural beings. Their strength is too single, and they don't even have the capabilities of ghosts. However, It's time for a reckoning, Yang Jian , you use the ghost ghost to find where Zhang Xianguang is hiding. "
The red light ghost ghost has a large range and can easily cover half of the city. Under the ghost ghost's shroud, everything will be exposed to the sight of the ghost eyes, unlike the ghost eyes. Other ghosts can only vaguely sense it.
As long as the real Zhang Xianguang does not leave early and remains in Dachang City, he will be found by the ghost eyes sooner or later.
“Okay.”
Yang Jian's whole body was glowing with red light. After completing the ghost shadow, the ghost shadow controlled the ghost eyes and used four layers of ghost ghosts to completely eliminate the restlessness of the ghost eyes. Coupled with the suppression quota of the three ghosts in the ghost hand, as long as the ghost eye is resurrected and restless, the seven-layer ghost can be easily opened.
The red light spread out at an incredible speed, and ghosts quickly enveloped half of the city.
"So it's nearby." Yang Jian murmured, and Zhang Xianguang was found in the picture returned by the ghost eye.
Liang Xingyang put away Huanggang Village and allowed the red light to move them to a residential building on the edge of Guanjiang Community.
“The corpse oil lamp is restarted, the medium that appears in the light, the old private school’s attack on consciousness, the rusty old sword.”
This information was compiled and shared with Yang Jian.
"Although the ghost dog is in your body, it has not awakened yet. If you are attacked in terms of consciousness, the consequences will be serious." Liang Xingyang thought for a while, "I replaced the ghost incarnation. In Huanggang Village, consciousness is everywhere, even if I am trapped in a ghost school It doesn’t matter, you can leave by changing your identity and restarting.”
“Shout if you need help.”
Yang Jian’s cold reason allowed him to make the right decision quickly. He is not proficient in supernatural powers, so if he rushes to help, it will be a disservice.
“Okay.”
Liang Xingyang agreed without exaggerating.
The wind howled, illusory buildings appeared around him, and a strange black and white village began to come to reality.
Under some kind of guidance, villagers walked over from the building and surrounded the residential building.
Liang Xingyang’s figure flashed away and disappeared from Yang Jian’s eyes.
In a bedroom of an apartment on the second floor of a residential building.
One after another, the corpse oil lamps embedded in the wall, constantly burning and emitting dim yellow light, were suddenly blown out by the strange wind carrying the strong smell of corpses.
Then, the black and white areas spread in.
The light medium was blocked and disappeared, and the five hazy shadows crawling on the wall failed to restart and then disappeared.
The sun was shining high at this time, and even if the curtains were drawn and five oil lamps were lost, the bedroom did not fall into complete darkness.
Part of Zhang Xianguang's body has disappeared, and he looks blurry, as if he is trying to blend into the darkness.
"Since you're here, why don't you come out and meet me?"
Zhang Xianguang's face was extremely calm, neither sad nor happy. He was holding a real old sword in his hand, as if he had expected this to happen.
You can hear the needle drop.
The wind blowing around is getting stronger and stronger, the smell of corpses is getting stronger and stronger, ghosts are affecting reality, and everything in the room is turning into powder.
This residential building is about to collapse. It has tilted at a 45-degree angle. Without the building to block it, the sun's rays will destroy Zhang Xianguang's strength.
Zhang Xianguang's face changed slightly, anger flashed in his eyes, and the five oil lamps were taken back.
A dark winding path leading to nowhere appeared behind him,
Seeing this scene.
Liang Xingyang's figure appeared out of thin air, he suddenly remembered something, gritted his teeth and said: "The way to the ghost post office!"
After the administrator Zhang Xianguang died, he subconsciously thought that Zhang Xianguang and the ghost post office The involvement has been severed, but I didn't expect that Zhang Xianguang, who was resurrected by the oil painting, also had the ability to influence the ghost post office.
He tried to use ghost wind and black and white areas to disperse the winding path, but failed.
The ghosts in Black and White Huanggang Village are suppressing and invading Zhang Xianguang's consciousness without any solution, trying to replace it, but it has no effect. It should be impossible to break through the blockade of the old private school.
On the way to the ghost post office.
"If you let the plan I have been preparing for decades fail, I will never give up." Zhang Xianguang looked at him deeply, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
He was picked up by the ghost post office. The person had left, but his body seemed to be still here, but in fact it was a very long distance away.
Liang Xingyang's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "Next time we meet, you can't escape." (End of Chapter)