Chapter 340 The hand of splicing
“Ghost ship?”
Sister Hong frowned and murmured softly, feeling that it was not an easy thing to deal with. If it were easy and the other party had already solved the problem based on its strength, they would not take the opportunity to put forward the terms of the transaction.
Liang Xingyang said: "I can give you time to explore the ghost ship's information, and then consider the transaction. Of course, you can also refuse and just pretend that this has not happened."
< br>If a deal is reached, he can even ignore Sister Hong's teammates who turned into ghosts after their faces were covered with yellow paper. As long as the big hidden danger of the ghost ship is solved, the problem of a few evil ghosts returning to reality from a ghostly place is basically trivial.
"Don't think about it, I promise you. I will try my best to solve the so-called ghost ship for you. In fact, to be honest, I am not very interested in the modern supernatural circle. That era was much more chaotic than yours, but we have all survived, and there are many Ordinary ghost masters go through the test of life and death Make progress."
Sister Hong combed her long black hair, and there was nothing unusual on her face, but she secretly said in her heart: "If it's too troublesome, I might as well flip the table."
She. Holding Zhang Youhong's half stick of soul-calling incense in his hand, he is not afraid of any risks.
Liang Xingyang was not happy because of Sister Hong's promise, but the other party responded so quickly that he inevitably had some doubts in his heart.
After all, the troubles caused by the ghost ship are much greater than the troubles caused by breaking the contract.
If the other party chooses not to abide by this verbal agreement, he has no good way to deal with it.
Liang Xingyang secretly compared Sister Hong's strength. When they fought against each other, how many rounds could he withstand from the endless puppets?
But the answer is always predictable and unbeatable.
Even with the superposition of ghost paintings, he could not defeat countless old monsters from the Republic of China, although escaping was not a problem.
Liang Xingyang stopped thinking and asked directly: "When will we go?"
"I will go find you then."
Sister Hong chuckled lightly, stepped on red high heels and walked out from under the street lamp, and her figure quickly disappeared.
"After reaching this point, if the king's organization gives up provoking Dachang City, I will not pursue it anymore." Liang Xingyang raised his head and stared at the few remaining stars in the sky, his expression gloomy.
What Sister Hong said makes some sense, and there is no benefit in over-intervention.
What this era needs is not a paper framer, but a true pioneer.
No matter how good the paper poster is, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The reincarnation of the ghost master will continue and will never be solved.
At this moment, Yang Jian walked out of the Chinese medicine shop carrying a bag of yellow paper bags, followed closely by Sun Rui.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly and he recounted the transaction he just had with Sister Hong.
Yang Jian was silent for a while and said slowly: "Are you sure Sister Hong can solve the ghost ship?"
The ghost ship is much more terrifying than the supernatural bus, and Sister Hong It’s just that Zhang Youhong’s second generation’s recovery time was too short and his strength was questionable.
Liang Xingyang gave a vague reply: "It's probably possible. As long as the location of the ghost ship is determined first, and Sister Hong is willing to work hard, it won't be a problem to subvert the entire ship."
Yang Jian's eyes were filled with surprise, he didn't Thinking that the mysterious Hong sister, who was so highly regarded in Liang Xingyang's heart, could actually do this.
Sun Rui coughed twice and signaled that it was getting late: "Since there is nothing to do next, it's time for me to leave."
Tonight he saw the survivors from the Republic of China period The old man got a meeting gift and he needed to digest his thoughts.
A pack of Chinese medicine is equal to a life. This thing is too precious.
"It's time to go."
Yang Jian took one last look at the Chinese medicine shop. After chatting with the old man, many doubts were answered. The question about the source of the supernatural was also very fruitful, and he had several directions for interpretation.
The ghost eyes opened, and a fierce red light spread out, covering the two of them.
In the ghost world, all vision is blurred, but you can still judge the rapid changes in the surrounding scene, and the position is changing at an incredible speed.
When your vision returns to normal.
Sun Rui appeared in Dahan City, but the other two were missing.
The red light flashed away.
Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian appeared in a dim space.
An old five-story building stands in front of you, with colorful neon lights flashing on the plaque, and a modern glass revolving door at the door: Ghost Post Office!
Liang Wensong, dressed in a black robe, greeted the two people who walked in. He stared at the bag in Yang Jian's hand with a smile on his face.
Yang Jian's expression changed, and water flowed out from under his feet.
A pale palm stretched out from the stagnant water, handed an old black soul bottle to Yang Jian's hand, and then slowly retracted it back into the stagnant water.
The inside of the soul bottle is made of gold and contains ghosts who are missing their right hands.
Liang Xingyang said: "Do you need help?"
The ghost shadow spliced the evil ghost, and the traditional Chinese medicine suppressed the evil ghost and revived it. Not only that, there was also the curse of the post office to help suppress the evil ghost, and it was easy to re-establish the supernatural balance. .
Liang Wensong said unceremoniously: "Of course!"
"But I plan to keep more of my body. I only need the ghost's left hand, not the kind of body that does not exist in reality."
Missing The ghost body on the right hand does not exist in reality, but is hidden in the third ghost level of the ghost eye, so even the ghost hand also has this supernatural power.
The original puzzle of this ghost was very complete. Luo Wensong used it as the main body during his lifetime to store several kinds of mortal supernatural beings, just like Yang Jian's ghost eyes and ghost hands.
Luo Wensong used this complete ghost to withstand various conflicting supernatural beings. After reaching the limit of control, he let the ghost naturally fall into a panic, thus controlling it perfectly.
Unfortunately, after the road to death was complete, he discovered that he could no longer be compatible with any supernatural beings.
The lack of his right hand now means that it will never be possible to return to Luo Wensong's full strength during his lifetime.
Liang Wensong naturally does not intend to follow Luo Wensong's old path and lean towards a different path. Only in this way can he have the opportunity to outdo his predecessors and change the name of the ghost post office.
He can use the curse of the post office and the supernatural glass ball to transfer consciousness. It is not difficult to find a complete ghost and transform into a stranger.
In the original work, Zhang Xianguang planned to replace He Yuelian, thereby mastering the ghost paintings and executing the Peach Blossom Spring plan.
"I'll do it."
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and a rich red light appeared all over his body. He opened five layers of ghosts in the post office, then opened the lid of the soul bottle and threw it out.
The ghost is among the ghosts.
The dark bottle rolled around a few times. After a brief period of calm, a pale arm suddenly stretched out from the mouth of the bottle.
The ghosts who could only hide in the third layer of ghosts were completely exposed in the fifth layer of ghosts.
Yang Jian waved the cracked spear, and aimed the hatchet at the wrist of Li Gui's arm and slashed hard.
The rusty and chipped hatchet cannot cut anything, but when it touches the ghost, it suddenly becomes extremely sharp.
"Ah..."
The ghost's shrill scream sounded from inside the soul bottle, and the outstretched pale arm quickly retracted, leaving only a twitching left hand in place.
The ghost was dismembered, and the level of terror was greatly reduced.
Liang Xingyang walked over slowly, picked up the lid of the soul bottle, closed it again, and imprisoned Li Gui.
Liang Wensong picked up the dismembered pale left hand with the hand containing the rotten curse and handed it to Yang Jian.
The red light flashed away.
Yang Jian's expression changed, and the dark shadows under his feet condensed. He stretched out an arm to take the pale left hand, and the black shadow covered it, suppressing the ghost and unable to move.
Suddenly.
An inexplicable impulse arose in my mind, and it was very violent.
The ghost's ghost instinct wants to splice this left hand to his body and become part of the supernatural puzzle.
But Yang Jian restrained this impulse and grabbed Liang Wensong's hand suddenly, covered in black shadow, and a slight sound of building blocks was heard.
Liang Wensong found that his left hand was suddenly and strangely disconnected. His pale and bloodless left hand replaced the severed hand and completed the splicing. (End of this chapter)