Chapter 315 He Liansheng’s hesitation
The three of them continued walking along the street. The further they went, the more shops were closed. Many shops even had their roofs collapsed because they had been abandoned for a long time, and the doorways were covered with thick Dust is common.
Gao Wei stretched out his hand and gestured: Why are there so many corpses on the street?
Some stiff and cold corpses were lying on the road in various postures, and another corpse could be seen only a short distance away.
Liang Xingyang gave a brief explanation and waved his hand. The ghost necklace began to flash, and the supernatural power of the deceptive ghost erased the corpses of these dummies.
Gao Wei gestured with a surprised look: It can still be operated like this.
“This method can only be used once. Now the stalls that lack capital have disappeared, and I don’t know if they can still operate.”
As Yang Jian spoke, the scarlet ghost looked at him. Look down the street.
Almost all the stalls on the street disappeared, which also meant that the mission of the dummy was completed. The last remaining dummy was seen running towards them.
It was just that the dummy ran halfway and suddenly fell to the ground. A bunch of colorful banknotes in his hand also fell to the ground. At the same time, a dark red half brick fell from his arms. .
Liang Xingyang walked over and picked up the ghost money and bricks.
He carefully counted the wad of ghost money in his hand and found that the total was sixty yuan.
Most of them are three-yuan banknotes, and a few are four-yuan banknotes, but there is no seven-yuan banknote. Perhaps it is because the items on the stall are of little value.
His attention quickly shifted from the stack of ghost money to the half of the bricks. The bricks exuded a cold atmosphere, as if they had been soaked in blood. There were dried blood stains on them, as if they had been shot. It was a bit heavy to acquire after many deaths, and it was obviously a prop that had been contaminated by supernatural beings.
Some real-life objects that have been in contact with ghosts for a long time can easily be contaminated with supernatural aura, and even possess some of the supernatural abilities of ghosts.
According to the 'mission' in the dummy's memory, after collecting the ghost money, the last dummy still robbed this supernatural prop from the stall, paid the price invisibly, and was killed by an inexplicable curse.
Liang Xingyang gave the thirty yuan in his hand to Yang Jian. Water flowed out from under his feet. The water reflected the picture. A cold female corpse with disheveled hair swam from the water and stretched out his hand to take the half of the board. Bricks sank into the depths of the lake.
“It’s almost time today, we should leave.”
Yang Jian put away the thirty yuan, glanced at the gold watch on his wrist, and saw that there was only one left left before six p.m. Ten minutes.
“The coffin shop can only come again next time.”
Liang Xingyang felt a little regretful and did not insist on going deeper. He led them back toward the street entrance.
As long as you follow the entrance you came from, you can safely leave this street that does not exist in reality.
Just at the entrance, they met two people, one was a somewhat hunchbacked old man about sixty years old, and the other was a tall man without a face.
"This place has been abandoned for a long time. I don't know how you got in, so you should leave quickly."
The one-eyed old man stared at them with his blind eye, pale and strange, slightly It turned a bit, feeling inexplicably creepy.
Liang Xingyang didn't speak. Originally, they wanted to leave this street.
The crowd walked along the street for a while, and the surrounding light suddenly became a little brighter. They saw the newly installed modern street lights in the town.
They returned to the old neighborhood of Taiping Ancient Town.
"Young man, are you interested in going to the ancestral hall with me?" The one-eyed old man was the first to break the silence and said proactively.
The faceless man just stayed quietly beside the one-eyed old man, making no movement.
Liang Xingyang said lightly: "I'm not interested in the ancestral hall. I know you want to take back He Yin'er's body!"
The one-eyed old man frowned and said after a while: "You know a lot of things, I must also understand that Yin'er was one of the captains of our headquarters. She died in Ghost Lake. But I can revive her. Yin'er's resurrection will also be good for your headquarters."
"I think you made a mistake! I am not from the headquarters, but there is one more captain. Captain, it doesn’t mean anything to me,” Liang Xingyang said.
The one-eyed old man looked a little stunned. He didn't expect that this young man was not affiliated with the headquarters and was not the same organization as He Yin'er, so I'm afraid there would be no friendship.
Liang Xingyang said frankly: "I have heard about the soul summoners in Taiping Ancient Town, and He Yin'er's body is indeed in my hands. It's just that if you want to get the body back, you have to exchange it for something."
After he released Shen Lin, He Yin'er's body sank into the lake again. He was also very sure that He Liansheng would not give up salvaging He Yin'er and was mentally prepared to deal with it.
The one-eyed old man frowned even deeper: "I didn't expect that there are still legends about us soul summoners circulating outside. Young people, what do you want?"
"The soul summoning incense." Liang Xingyang said with his eyes shining brightly. .
“Do you even know about this thing?” The one-eyed old man’s face immediately became solemn, “The production process of soul-summoning incense is very special. Each soul-summoning incense represents the time when the ghost controller was alive. But there are many incense sticks. After being made, they will be taken away, so there are not many incense handed down from the ancestral hall. You should give your name first."
"Zhang Dong, Li Qingzhi, Meng Xiaodong, Luo Qian."
Liang Xingyang thought for a while and then reported the names of several known people. Zhang Youhong's soul-calling incense was in Sister Hong's hands. Liang Wensong learned the hiding place of Luo Wensong's soul-calling incense. The old man in the Chinese medicine shop was still alive and well. The seventh elder in the Republic of China was able to The selection was suddenly narrowed down to four.
"Haha!" the one-eyed old man sneered, "Your vision is very vicious, even the older generation knows it. It's a pity that you are destined to be disappointed, because the ancestral hall did not retain their incense."
Liang Xingyang frowned and reported two more without giving up. Name of person: "Tang Yerong from Yin Yang Street, Mr. Qin from the headquarters."
"No, none of them. I can only tell you that Tang Yerong made the soul-calling incense from me, but he took it away. Where is it hidden? Even I don't know the place." The one-eyed old man said solemnly.
Yang Jian and Gao Wei watched silently. Because they did not understand the situation, they could only say nothing.
The faceless man couldn't help but stretched out his hand and wrote a line of handwriting: Shall we go back?
In his opinion, Liang Xingyang’s demands were too high, and the one-eyed old man could not get back He Yin’er’s body.
The one-eyed old man said: "Let's stop here. Soul-summoning incense is really rare. Even if you get someone else's incense, there is no guarantee that the soul you summoned will help you. Let's each take a step back. I will give you a stick of incense to ensure that the strength of the ghost controller will not be lower than yours."
Liang Xingyang didn't care, he was thinking about another thing.
Tang Yerong took away his soul-calling incense, so it is very likely that it was hidden deep in the streets of Yin and Yang Street. Anyone who breaks in may face the terror of this old monster from the Republic of China.
"There are indeed risks in using soul-summoning incense. Since I can't find their incense, then I will take away your soul-summoning incense. Don't deny it, I know you left your own incense."
Summon He Liansheng through soul-summoning incense , and then using the item medium of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China to summon spirits, it can still be regarded as a good trump card.
The one-eyed old man's expression changed when he heard this, and he hesitated.
He doesn’t understand how his incense leaked out, but the inheritance of the soul summoner still needs him to spread it by word of mouth. Losing the soul summoning incense and resurrecting He Yin’er means there is another variable. .
Perhaps through written records, He Yin'er can be informed of the method of becoming a spiritualist and the heterogeneous path passed down from generation to generation. But he felt uneasy because he could not see the inheritance of spiritualists being passed down.
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