Chapter 333: Can’t Hold It
The two walked into the door.
The room was very dark and quiet. Only the small brazier on the open space could emit a faint firelight, preventing the room from completely falling into darkness.
The weak firelight swayed, reflecting on the faces of the survivors, showing faces of extreme fear.
As Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian walked in silently, silent fear spread in everyone's hearts.
"Xiao Yang?"
Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes, stared at the direction pointed by the metal compass, and saw a young man about twenty years old, with an immature face but a mature and steady temperament.
A forced smile appeared on Xiao Yang's pale face: "I am Xiao Yang, the person in charge of Dashan City."
Then he turned his head, his pupils dilated slightly: "You are ...I remember, you are the administrators of Dachang City."
Liang Xingyang glanced: "Do you know us?"
"The S-class red sun supernatural incident in Dajing City and the superbirth incident of the S-class ghost baby in the island country. The two are rumored to be top ghost controllers as famous as Ye Zhen from the Supernatural Forum." The smile on Xiao Yang's face became much more sincere.
Yang Jian looked calm: "You have been missing in Baishui Town for too long, and the intelligence has lagged behind."
Today, the King Organization of the Ghost Controller website came out and issued a statement to denounce it, causing a commotion. There was an uproar, and even a global wanted order was issued, but Henry Zhang himself didn’t know it.
Xiao Yang said happily: "It should be so. But you are here, we are saved."
Liang Xingyang took out a crystal necklace from his pocket and said: "We are indeed here to help you Yes, after all, there are many survivors in the town, and every one can be saved.”
"I'll move the survivors here first." Yang Jian was covered in red light, illuminating the entire room.
The survivors in the room opened their eyes wide and looked at Yang Jian with hope, hoping that this man could really help them escape from this ghost place.
"Every morning at six o'clock, there will be an intersection between Baishui Town and reality. Only at this time can the ghosts break through some boundaries and leave."
Xiao Yang reminded, and then said quickly : "The twenty-odd survivors here They are already living people that I tried my best to gather back, but there are actually many survivors in the town, but they were turned into living dead by my ghost rain. If I leave, they will be finished."
Yang Jian thought for a moment and withdrew the red light from his ghost eyes.
"Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean we can't do it."
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, he took out a small mirror and waved to the survivors huddled in the corner.
The white and fuzzy ghosts spread out and enveloped them, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The background of this mirror is this room, and all the survivors have been transferred into the mirror.
Henry Zhang opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.
"Don't waste time. Yang Jian, use Guixi to collect the survivors in the town, and we will take them out." Liang Xingyang said.
"We can only go out at six o'clock in the morning..." Henry Zhang reminded.
Yang Jian didn't speak, the ghost eyes suddenly opened, and the scarlet light spread out at an incredible speed, covering the entire town.
The supernatural power that stopped everything appeared.
Xiao Yang was unable to move, and even his consciousness briefly fell into a state of stasis, as if the world was suspended at this moment.
But before his eyes, an incredible scene appeared.
One after another, the survivors in the town were moved by ghosts and began to appear in this room out of thin air. Soon, the whole room was filled with people.
These are the living people who have not been corroded by the ghost rain. The wandering living dead were moved to the corridor outside the room. All the corridors on the four floors were instantly crowded with people.
The next moment, the red light flashed away.
Xiao Yang found that he could blink, and suddenly found that Yang Jian looked calm after using the supernatural power. There was no trace of the ghost's recovery on him, as if he was not burdened at all.
The survivors who had been transferred here from various places by ghosts began to resume their actions, but before they could react, they were transferred into the mirror by Liang Xingyang.
Liang Xingyang threw the ghost necklace to Henry Zhang, and after thinking about it, he took out a transparent raincoat from the ghost blood: “The survivors in the town are all in the mirror. I’ll lend you the ghost necklace and invisibility cloak, you You have to work harder to restore the state of those living dead."
Xiao Yang recovered from the confusion and subconsciously took over the two supernatural items. After learning about their abilities, he became more powerful in an instant. Seeing Yang Jian's ghost was even more shocking.
Playing with ghosts in the palm of your hand is the strength of a top ghost controller!
Especially that ordinary transparent raincoat. It was made entirely from two ghosts who had gone through a supernatural conflict and fell into a panic. The ability is also more unique than the ghost necklace. It can be used in reality. and does not exist in reality and can be transformed at will, and its life-saving ability is very powerful.
Liang Xingyang said lightly: "You stay here to treat the living dead. The invisibility cloak can protect your safety when you encounter evil spirits. I will send out the survivors in the mirror first." The vague ghost ghost disappeared in a flash, forcibly broke through the blockade of the ghost county town, and left Baishui Town.
A minute later, Liang Xingyang appeared in the room again.
Xiao Yang was shocked and numb at this moment, and said dumbly: "I will return these two supernatural items as soon as possible after rescuing people."
"We still have something to do, Then don’t waste your time.”
Yang Jian didn't waste time, turned around and walked downstairs.
Liang Xingyang stared at Henry Zhang for a while, shook his head slightly, picked up the black paper umbrella and went downstairs.
Black paper umbrella, invisibility cloak, black gauze ghost, ghost rain ghost, and when the puzzle is completed, it will be a terrifying S-level supernatural power.
But Henry Zhang couldn’t grasp it.
To be more precise, on the road to supernatural balance, the resurrection of evil ghosts is always an unavoidable problem. The more ferocious the ghost you control, the faster the ghost will recover.
Without the assistance of traditional Chinese medicine during the Republic of China, it would be easy to die prematurely.
Liang Wensong, who even became the manager of a ghost post office and has the consciousness of protecting the post office curse, has many restrictions when he takes the path of supernatural balance.
Liang Xingyang believes that the road of supernatural balance has come to an end, and the alien road is the beginning of a new era. Ghost dreams have undoubtedly replaced the status and role of traditional Chinese medicine shops, supporting the alien road, but this road can lead to How far, no one knows yet.
Henry Zhang touched his head and didn’t understand what Liang Xingyang’s look meant.
Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian went downstairs and walked out of the alley holding black paper umbrellas.
It was raining continuously in Baishui Town at night. As they gradually went deeper, a strange building began to appear on the roadside.
The neon sign on the store facade flashes: Stay in the hotel.
Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes and peeked curiously, but Liang Xingyang was not interested.
"Three yuan to stay in the hotel?"
When Yang Jian saw the sign in the hotel, he immediately thought of the colorful ghost money.
Liang Xingyang said: "The people staying in the hotel are not necessarily people, but after paying the money, the safety should be guaranteed. If you have ghost money with you, the hotel can be regarded as a good place to shelter from the wind and rain."
Separated by a wall in the hotel, living with ghosts?
It’s creepy just thinking about it.
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, passed by quickly, and soon came to another shop with a neon sign on the sign.
Noodle shop.
Just as he got closer, a dull sound came from a kind of kitchen knife chopping on a chopping board.
Liang Xingyang took a sniff and found that he did not smell the aroma of the noodles, but a rotten, moldy smell entrained in cold, wet vapor.
He guessed that even during normal business hours, this noodle shop did not serve living people, but wanted to make money from ghosts.
"Let's go, the store is full of weirdness and the asking prices are high, so you can't enter." Yang Jian saw the sign that a bowl of noodles cost 20 yuan and turned around and left without hesitation.
Liang Xingyang smiled, said nothing, and left here.
They ignored the shops with flashing neon lights and stepped onto the road of Baishui Town again, going deep against the flow of people.
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