Chapter 395 The wooden box left behind
Infinite mirror images are superimposed, and the rich silver light spreads out from all directions, and the extremely dazzling silver light shows everything around it.
The ghost mirror appeared real, the darkness in all directions was dispersed, and more and more powerful ghosts began to appear above the countless ripples.
If you were really locked in a box and stayed with so many ghosts, even the best ghost controller would not be able to endure it.
Under the silver light, the environment around the ghost lake suddenly changed. The silver light made the darkness fade away, and the vision became clear again.
Looking further away, the end of the ghost lake is blocked by huge wooden boards on all sides, as if someone has used wooden boards to surround the lake.
Suddenly.
After the infinitely superimposed silver light reaches a certain limit, the silver light is fading away, but there is a feeling of space collapse around it, and at the same time a strange and ominous atmosphere pervades.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The wooden board covering the sky began to shake. The wooden box could not hold a world. Under the terrible supernatural interference, the lid above the head did not continue to close. Instead, it was The feeling of being pushed open.
"Is this the world of ghost mirrors?"
Yang Jian's ghost eyes turned crazily, with dots of scarlet filling the air. The ghost eyes conveyed a feeling of being imprisoned without solution, which was creepy.
As time goes by, the supernatural confrontation determines the winner.
The surrounding light suddenly returned to brightness.
Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank, and in his ghostly eyes, a strange man carrying a wooden box appeared on the lake.
At the same time, Ghost Eye's frantic warnings stopped, and the feeling of being imprisoned also disappeared.
The wooden box confinement failed.
The lid was flipped to the ground and sank into the ghost lake. At the same time, the rich darkness inside the wooden box was exposed.
"Crack, click..."
Liang Xingyang's face remained as usual, standing quietly on the lake, but the sound of mirrors breaking continuously came from his body for a long time.
This is the horrific price paid to compete with each other in terms of terror.
If it were just a ghost mirror, it would be broken now and completely dead, but the infinitely superimposed mirror ghosts offset the terrible supernatural conflict.
Yang Jian stared at Li Gui, holding the cracked spear tightly in his hand: "Now that everyone is on the ghost lake, the coffin nails should be able to nail Li Gui."
At this time, Liang Xingyang stopped him and said calmly: "Supernatural Chong The price suffered is the same. I don’t feel good, and this ghost doesn’t feel good either. The loss of the box cover is like breaking up the puzzle of the wooden box, which seems to have caused some changes.”
Yang Jian’s eyes flickered. , quickly analyzed the situation in his mind.
The ghost's eyes were also turning restlessly, spying on another complete box next to the ghost salesman.
There is also a wooden box, which also means that the attack that just happened can happen again.
At this time, the strange man whose head was wrapped in black cloth suddenly stopped after walking a few steps, put down the pole carried on his skinny shoulders, and placed the two wooden boxes on the spot. Then he stood motionless and did not attack them again.
Two wooden boxes fell, causing large ripples on the lake. However, the wooden boxes did not sink to the bottom of the lake, but remained stable.
In a short while.
Something even weirder happened. The ghost seller turned around and left the wooden box, stepped stiffly on the lake with his feet, and walked away step by step.
Liang Xingyang's bright silver pupils flashed with luster, as if he understood something, and did not take any action, watching Li Gui leave indifferently.
The relationship between the ghost seller and the wooden box gave him a feeling very similar to the ghost merchant and the ghost coffin in Huanggang Village.
The complete ghost is a ghost in the shape of a ghost coffin. The ghost cannot be imprisoned in the ghost, and the ghost salesman cannot be imprisoned in the wooden box.
This is where the two are similar.
But if the lid of the box is lost, Li Gui cannot leave so casually. There must be a reason.
"The ghost didn't mean to let us go, but it couldn't lift the two wooden boxes anymore, so it had to leave!" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he quickly analyzed the most likely answer, " You broke the supernatural balance between the two wooden boxes, causing the ghost to lack a certain killing pattern, so it gave up the attack."
Liang Xingyang nodded and said: "The shoulder pole carried by the ghost should be a supernatural object. Now the weight of the two wooden boxes is out of balance, so the ghost in the two boxes cannot be lifted."
Carrying the shoulder pole It requires skill. Even if one side is heavy and the other is light, and the weight is unbalanced, an experienced hand can easily lift the cargo by changing the fulcrum of the shoulder pole. But ghosts don't have the wisdom of living people, they can't adapt, and they will never be able to do it.
“The ghost left, leaving behind a pole, two wooden boxes, and a wind chime. Whoever can pick up these two wooden boxes now may become the next salesman and master the top supernatural powers of the Republic of China. Power." Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he had a good candidate in mind.
Liang Xingyang said: "It's too early to say this. Supernatural objects often carry terrible curses. Before the ghost leaves the ghost lake, imprison it first."
The lake water flows, and the two figures melt. It turned into a lake, sank into the lake and disappeared from its place.
On the lake not far away.
The ghost salesman, whose head was wrapped in black cloth, walked towards the shore step by step with steps as heavy as a corpse. In a few more steps, he would be able to successfully reach the shore and escape from the supernatural place of the ghost lake. .
But the next moment.
There was a terrible sound of breaking waves.
Under the lake, the cracked spear flew out at an extremely fast speed, easily penetrating Li Gui's body at an oblique upward angle. The huge inertia of the spear also carried Li Gui flying for a certain distance. Drag it to the shore.
The cold lake water condensed the outlines of two human figures.
Liang Xingyang stepped on the lake water, walked over, slowly stretched out his gradually blackening palm, and took off the black cloth wrapping Li Gui's head.
With the black cloth gone, the neck was empty and there was no head of the corpse at all.
Under Gui Cha's suppression, the black cloth on his hand did not move at all, and Li Gui fell into silence.
On the back of this piece of black cloth, there is an outline of a human face printed strangely, with facial features that are lifelike and lifeless, like the face of a corpse.
This is a man's face, or the man's head when he was alive.
After the ghost controller revived, the corpse's head was directly absorbed by the black cloth.
“Help me see what this supernatural item is used for.”
Liang Xingyang felt that the black cloth ghost was not simple. It could not be affected by the ghost lake, so he threw it directly into the mirror space inside his body and let his other self study it.
After the black cloth was taken away, the corpse restricted by the coffin nails quickly rotted, green corpse water continued to leak out, and the skin and flesh continued to fall off.
Yang Jian was completely indifferent to the horrific scene and walked over to pull out the spear.
Li Gui was imprisoned, and the corpse lost its supernatural support and turned into an ordinary corpse again.
Without communication, the two returned to the area where the two wooden boxes were placed.
The wooden box lacking a lid became more and more abnormal as time went by. Occasionally, a few twisted palms protruded from it. There were gaps in the supernatural restraints of the wooden box, and the evil ghost inside was trying to escape.
I believe it won’t take long for the ghosts to escape one after another.
After a while, a crashing sound sounded.
A pale female corpse swam over and handed the lid of the box that fell into the lake to Liang Xingyang.
“Bang.”
The lid of the box directly crushed the palms of several fierce ghosts and closed them tightly.
Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and said: "What about Cao Yang? Let Cao Yang become the new salesman."
Liang Xingyang said: "After all, Cao Yang is not one of our own, I want Gao Wei masters this top supernatural power." (End of Chapter)