Chapter 260 Zhang Youhong
Dark clouds are gathering.
The rain in the sky was heavy, and the rain on the ground gathered into small blue-black streams flowing along the yellow mud road.
Now even the air is filled with strong water vapor. It doesn’t take long to stand here, and the clothes will soon become damp. Even taking a breath will inhale a large amount of hazy water vapor and be eroded by the supernatural rain.
It rained continuously.
There was no thunder or lightning outside the ancient house, and the environment was so dark that it was almost impossible to see.
Big raindrops frequently hit the umbrella surface, making crackling sounds.
But the strange thing is that the water flowing on the ground has not washed away the yellow mud on the road. The yellow mud is protected by some kind of supernatural being and stubbornly sticks to the road.
Liang Xingyang didn't pay attention. He held a black paper umbrella and stepped on a large amount of water flowing on the ground. After walking out of the ancient house, he suddenly stopped again.
He looked back at the six ghost slaves who were soaked in the rain with a thoughtful expression.
suddenly.
A blurry reflection shrouded in black gauze appeared in the water. The water seemed to be making waves. The frequency of shaking slowly decreased until the water surface calmed down. The reflection gradually became clear and the black gauze faded away. , and became one of the ghost slaves.
In the stagnant water, the reflections of the ghosts and ghost slaves interchanged with each other.
Next.
The ghost slave's body gradually became covered with a layer of black veil, and he was quickly assimilated into a fierce ghost.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly: "The scary thing about the complete black paper umbrella, apart from the rain blocking out the supernatural, is probably the characteristic of assimilating countless ghost slaves into fierce ghosts."
"Dead alive in heavy rain and ghosts." will be transformed into ghost slaves, and once the source of the evil ghosts will turn countless All the ghost slaves are assimilated. Once someone breaks into the rain, they will be targeted by a group of ghosts at the same time. The number of ghosts will grow like a snowball. This terrifying ability is somewhat similar to the superposition of ghosts. "< br>
Six derivative paper umbrellas were given away.
Soon.
The six ghost slaves were assimilated into a ghost whose body was covered with dense black gauze, revealing a strange arm holding a black paper umbrella.
Ghost slaves cannot resist orders.
Just like the relationship between Yang Jian and Wang Shanshan in the original work.
This is equivalent to six more ghost thugs.
“A kind of terrifying and unsolvable ghost.”
Liang Xingyang’s expression moved, and he drank the blood of the ghost who imprisoned the rain medium ghost, starving the ghost to digest the puzzle, and then he took out a piece of ghost blood from the ghost blood. A transparent raincoat was draped over him.
The ghost raincoat is enough to cover the whole body. The outer layer is made of transparent gel, but the inner layer is sewn from dark brown human skin, filled with a cold aura.
Liang Xingyang put on the ghost raincoat. The ghost raincoat was like a maggot attached to the bone, quickly burrowing into the body's flesh and disappearing.
His figure quickly disappeared under the black paper umbrella, only to reappear after a few seconds.
The evil ghost presented by the rain medium and the ghost raincoat not presented by the rain medium form a continuous supernatural conflict, and both of them fall into a state of death, just like two ghost faces: a crying face and a smiling face.
“Black paper umbrellas and rain are interdependent. The biggest feature of the supernatural rain ghosts is to isolate the supernatural beings in different ghosts. The curse of the hatchet cutting the footprint medium in the original work cannot be invaded. In addition, two As long as the ghost dies, it can disappear at any time. It seems that no supernatural power can hurt me anymore."
He stood there and thought for a while before continuing on the yellow mud road and walking towards the end.
Heavy rainy day.
The nearby woods were shrouded in darkness and rain, leaving only a vague outline.
However, there is a strange wind blowing in the woods, swaying the trees together, and the branches touch each other to make a rustling sound. The whining wind that echoes in the ancient house seems to be blowing from this ghost forest. came out.
The yellow mud road will extend to an open space in the middle of the old forest. In the open space are five old tombs, and Liu Qingqing is in the second tomb.
The figures holding six umbrellas stepped on the yellow mud road and continued deeper, passing by the outskirts of the ghost forest. As soon as they stepped into the ghost forest, they immediately attracted the attention of something in the ghost forest.
It didn’t take long.
Liang Xingyang was walking on the yellow mud road, and soon stopped, his dark eyes staring at the six blurry black figures walking out of the woods.
But when they walked out of the woods, these six blurry black figures were soaked by a lot of rain, and their walking speed immediately slowed down.
“This forest is not big, but there are many ghosts buried there. The longer you stay, the more ghosts you will attract.”
Liang Xingyang didn't pay attention to these ghosts. The black paper umbrella turned slightly. His vision quickly dimmed in the heavy rain, and the six blurry black figures walking towards him disappeared immediately.
It was not the ghost that came out of the ghost forest that disappeared, but Liang Xingyang himself who was holding the umbrella disappeared.
He chose to enter the second layer of rain and ghosts to avoid the ghosts in the ghost forest.
Six black gauze ghost slaves holding umbrellas continued to follow him.
The black paper umbrella and the rain ghost are interdependent. The paper umbrella is the only way to enter the rain ghost. Just like the derivative painting of the ghost painting, the derivative ghost painting is the only way in and out of the world of ghost painting.
The rain isolates the supernatural. Other ghosts can disperse the rain in reality, but they cannot get rid of the channel of the black paper umbrella and disperse the rain in the ghosts. In other words, in the first layer of rain and ghosts, the rain of the second layer of ghosts cannot be dispelled. This can only be done by passing through the black paper umbrella in the first layer of ghosts and entering the second layer of ghosts.
However, the deeper the ghosts go, the more terrifying the interference from the rain becomes, which leads to a terrible consequence: no entry allowed, no exit allowed.
The ghost controller who broke into the deep ghost world wants to leave. In addition to dealing with the source of the evil ghost, the only way is to get rid of the interference of the rain and then use the ghost beast to leave.
No one can stay in the rain ghosts for a long time and continue to fight against the many assimilated ghosts. Sooner or later they will be assimilated.
That’s why it is said that the rain ghost is a terrible cage.
Enter the second floor of Yuguixie.
The yellow mud road is still the same yellow mud road. Except that the ghosts who walked out of the ghost forest disappeared and the rain became a little heavier, there was no difference around it.
Liang Xingyang held an umbrella and continued wandering with six ghost slaves, and soon came to the end of the yellow mud road, an open space.
It rained heavily.
But the five old tombs have withstood the erosion of rain and still stand firm.
In the second tomb, the photo on the tombstone is of a very beautiful woman with long hair reaching her waist, smiling, and wearing a cheongsam.
"Zhang Youhong's tomb."
Liang Xingyang slightly turned the black paper umbrella and returned to the rain in reality.
Black paper umbrellas cover the rain.
He took out a stick of ghost incense that had barely burned out from the old house and inserted it casually into the grave.
"Wake up."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The incense burns rapidly, very fast, a piece of incense ashes fall down, and the smoke drifts down, as if the owner of the tomb is enjoying the sacrifice.
In the black and white photo on the tombstone, the smile on the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth has become wider, and she seems to be very happy.
But soon the woman in the photo gradually blurred, and finally disappeared, leaving only a blank space.
The next moment.
The old tomb suddenly sunk and collapsed.
Liang Xingyang smoothly pushed the tombstone into the collapsed tomb, and it immediately sunk in, seeming to be buried very deep.
It's like an illusion.
A Zhang Youhong, wearing a red cheongsam, with a graceful figure and waist-length hair, appeared next to Liang Xingyang.
But as soon as she appeared, the surrounding rainwater was quickly isolated.
Zhang Youhong's whole body was exuding the aroma of burning ghost incense. The smell filled the surroundings, and there was an inexplicable smell inside.
However, after the smell spread out, it was immediately washed away by the extremely humid water vapor in the air.
Liang Xingyang looked curiously at the woman with two overlapping faces. One face was Liu Qingqing's, and the other was Zhang Youhong's own.
“It is very rude to look at a woman so directly.” Zhang Youhong looked at the person in front of her and sighed: “Everything was arranged before I died! I just didn’t expect it. It will be me who is born, too early.”
"My face is disturbed by the rain. Your umbrella is very good. How much is it worth? I want it."
After finishing speaking, she reached out to grab the black paper umbrella in Liang Xingyang's hand. (End of this chapter)