Chapter 377 Blocked Post Office
Dachang City.
A cold and cold atmosphere filled the air, and an invisible road extended, leading to the sales hall of Guanjiang Community.
The lightbulb made a chirping sound as if it was being disturbed by an unknown source, and even the light kept flashing, as if some kind of signal appeared.
“Bang!”
An extremely heavy golden statue hit the floor of the hall, cracking several gaps in the white tiles, and a huge sound echoed in the hall.
Liang Xingyang’s figure then appeared.
Gao Lieutenant upstairs heard the sound and ran down quickly. He looked at the extra golden statue curiously and looked puzzled.
Liang Xingyang quickly explained the situation and his face darkened: "Time is urgent, I need you to help me take care of this statue."
A trace of surprise flashed across Gao Wei's face, and then he said seriously He nodded: "Boss, don't worry, leave it to me. I promise to guard the statue."
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little heavier. He didn't expect so many things to happen in such a short period of time. Not only was Lian Yin Yang Street buried, but Yang Jian also turned into a statue and fell into the hands of the captain.
"Don't worry, according to my estimation, we still have a good chance of winning." Liang Xingyang comforted him a little and said no more.
He walked to the safe house on the second floor and brought out the ghost mirror shrouded in black cloth.
He knew that Mr. Qin could drive away the ghost ship, but only if the ghost ship had no captain. Otherwise, the ghost ship will be driven away, and when Mr. Qin dies, the captain will secretly drive it back, and the situation will remain unchanged.
So in addition to retrieving Yang Jian's statue, the captain must also be imprisoned, and to do all this, he must have strong enough supernatural power.
Only by fusing ten mirror ghosts can his strength be greatly improved and he can truly defeat the captain.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, releasing the wishing ghost in the mirror space, and under the influence of the replacement mechanism, he returned to the mirror ghost.
He put his hand on the wishing ghost, and a silvery luster appeared and spread quickly. The real space seemed to be sunken, sucking the dying wishing ghost in, forming a supernatural mirror.
The blurry white ghost realm spread, leaving two ordinary people with mirror images in front of the ghost mirror, and then transferred the two mirror ghosts out.
Silver luster emerged and were imprisoned in two supernatural mirrors.
The supernatural space of each mirror ghost is different, so there is no way to escape from the prison of the supernatural mirror.
After doing all this, he took out the yellow envelope from the post office.
Open the letter and pull out the black letter paper. Immediately a large amount of black smoke emerged. In the smoke, a winding path formed, opening up the way to the post office.
This is the post office's retreat method. You can go directly to the ghost post office by stepping on this path.
Liang Xingyang looked back at Captain Gao: "If I don't come back, please return the statue to the headquarters."
Even if he executed the plan once through the illusory world and found a loophole, it was difficult to guarantee the safety of the plan.
This time it was not only to save Yang Jian, but also to stop the Ark plan. It was also for himself. He lost the war. The supernatural force could not suppress it and formed an avalanche, and every snowflake would not be spared.
Gao Wei couldn't see the way to the post office, and his face was deeply worried.
Liang Xingyang put away the three supernatural mirrors and set foot on the road to the post office.
As we got closer, the long neon lights on the Guiyou Bureau sign kept flashing, emitting red and green lights.
Entering the glass revolving door, he came to the lobby of the post office again.
It doesn’t feel spooky at all when you walk in here. The bright lights and modern facilities dilute the scary atmosphere, but a certain cold atmosphere surrounding this place persists all year round, which is different from reality.
As a ghost controller, you can immediately feel some kind of supernatural suppression in it. This is the suppression of the ghost realm. Although it is not as terrifying as the Yin and Yang Realm, the ghosts under the fifth level of ghost eyes will be able to Restricted and cannot be used.
The light next to the sofa suddenly dimmed, and a figure wearing a black gown appeared out of thin air, silently turning his head to look at Liang Xingyang.
Liang Wensong pondered: "Do you need my help?"
"I'm here to implement the plan of human skin paper. If there is an accident, the ghost post office can also contain it."
Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed with determination, and he had to tell what happened in the past few days again. After reading it again, he also told the plan of the human skin paper.
Liang Wensong was silent for a moment and then said slowly: "This plan sounds very dangerous. If it fails, you will disappear."
"As long as the risks and benefits are equal, you should take the risk A risk." Liang Xingyang looked directly at him, "I need you to help me."
The difference between the two people has long been gone. After Liang Wensong inherited the post office, he became an independent individual. He chose to come to the post office to implement the plan because he completely trusted the other party.
"Okay!" Liang Wensong responded without hesitation.
A cold atmosphere suddenly began to fill the air.
The whole building seemed to be waking up, shaking slightly, the bright lights turned yellow and dim, the glass revolving door of the ghost post office gradually disappeared, and all the windows were blurred and replaced by walls.
The ghost post office is completely closed, no entry or exit is allowed.
Liang Xingyang was also making preparations. Scarlet blood was flowing from his feet, leaving a pool of blood on the floor.
The pool of blood was boiling and bubbling, as if something was floating on it.
Crash...
The blood rolled for a while, and several strange things floated up. There was a wooden spiritual tablet with a black and white photo of the deceased, and several fragments of the ghost's limbs.
Liang Xingyang looked calm and picked up the coffin.
Those pieces of mutilated ghost limbs were part of a dismembered ghost show. The blood-stained limbs were magically disabled, so there was no faint sound coming from the ghost show.
He picked out the body parts of the ghost actress's corpse from the pool of blood, threw them all into the mirror space and temporarily imprisoned them.
Inside, the blood stained on the mutilated limbs faded away, like piecing together building blocks, and once again turned into a female corpse wearing exquisite costumes and peach-colored makeup.
The rich darkness spreads, and the ethereal and strange sounds echo.
The mirror space isolates the sound, preventing the supernatural being from spreading out.
This time.
Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed and he released two mirror ghosts in the supernatural mirror.
The white ghosts spread, revealing the mirror ghosts that did not exist in reality. They were two figures of men in casual clothes exuding a cold aura.
At the same time.
The sound of a corpse falling to the ground sounded.
Liang Xingyang walked out in his true form as a tall phantom of the Mirror Ghost. A richer aura filled the air, and his tall body gave people a strange sense of oppression.
Looking down, with a look of disdain.
Two silvery palms kept rubbing together, turning the two mirror ghosts into a squirming mass of cold breath, and then swallowed them in one gulp!
Liang Wensong could not witness everything, and the white mist blocked his sight from prying eyes.
The spiritual ghost in his hand was very quiet, as if it had fallen into silence under the suppression of the rotten supernatural being.
The next moment.
The white ghost shrank, and the rich coldness suddenly approached.
"Tap tap tap~"
A tall figure came to him, like a giant overlooking a small man. When the cold atmosphere reached a certain limit, he took the time to put his hands on The spiritual tablet was handed to him.
With a tacit understanding, Liang Wensong took the coffin with both hands, confirmed that the black and white photo showed the appearance of Liang Xingyang, and slowly walked away.
At this time, the tall shadow seemed to freeze after sending out the spiritual tablet in its hand, maintaining a overlooking posture.
Suddenly.
Wisps of bright silver light emerged and engulfed it. (End of this chapter)