Mysterious Recovery

Taiping Ancient Town does not seem to be peaceful.

Yang Jian entered a street that did not exist in reality and returned the previous mask, but strangely returned him a three-yuan note at the empty booth.

This ternary banknote does not belong to the money of any era, and from the color and style of the paper, it looks like fake money produced by a small workshop, but this banknote can be regarded as a spiritual item, but the only thing that makes him doubt What is the difference between a three-dollar bill and a seven-dollar bill?

Is it just the denomination?

Yang Jian explored that street, but Liu San’s paper man stopped in front of an ancestral hall in Taiping Ancient Town.

A one-eyed old man holding an enamel teacup with a slightly hunched body, about sixty or so, stopped Liu San from approaching.

Liu San was surprised at this moment. He looked at this person. Although at first glance, this person was unremarkable and there was nothing strange about it, but a closer look revealed an unusual sense of weirdness.

"The ghost rider?" After a brief hesitation, he immediately asked aloud.

The hunchbacked old man in the ancestral hall holding an enamel teacup said: "The ancestral hall of Taiping Town is not a place where you can go as a dead person. Don't ask so much, just go back where you come from."

"Your place is haunted. I am investigating on behalf of the headquarters. Do you know Ghost Lake? Zhongzhou City has been sealed off because of this, and many people have died." Liu San stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall and did not dare to step in easily.

He is asking, and he is also exploring the situation here.

"I haven't been haunted in any year outside, and there have been no dead in any year. This is not something I can manage. I am just a guardian of the ancestral hall. I don't know so much." The hunched old man has a bad temper and is very impatient.

"Where is Ghost Lake in Taiping Town? The source seems to come from here. You always know this, right."

Liu San continued: "Several of my colleagues have already entered the ancient town to investigate. If you know some clues for the elderly, I hope you can tell me that if you deal with this supernatural incident as soon as possible, you can restore the tranquility of the town as soon as possible. No one like me will come here again in the future, what do you think?"

He didn't know the details of this person, so he asked more politely and patiently.

"I don't know if I don't know."

The hunchbacked old man walked over a few steps, and opened his eyes a little angrily: "It's unlucky to talk to a dead person like you, so hurry up. If you don't roll, I will let you not even do a dead person."

Although Liu San's face was still waxy and weird, his eyes were gloomy, and he was tolerant enough for this person. Although he didn't know the details of this one-eyed old man, he was just a ghost wielder who had acquired spiritual power. , Even if he really started, he would have the confidence to deal with it.

"We have received the above order to investigate the situation here. I hope you can cooperate. This ancestral hall is weird. I want to go in and have a look. If you really want to do it, you'd better think clearly. The outside is all my colleagues. , And even if you can kill us, the headquarters will still send other people over, then the situation will not be what it is now."

"If you can cooperate with me, then nothing will happen."

His words revealed a somewhat threatening taste, telling the old man that he was not a single person, but a group of people, besides that there was a headquarters behind him, and he was not an unknown person.

The hunchbacked old man stared at Liu San with a pale one-eyed one.

The atmosphere is a bit solemn.

"I have never believed the words of the dead. If you want to come in, just come in." The old man spoke very directly, but his attitude was self-evident.

As long as Liu San dares to enter the ancestral hall, he will definitely end badly.

"If that's the case, then I'm not welcome." Liu San was also bold and not afraid.

He really crossed the gate and walked into this ancestral hall.

at the same time.

There were several footsteps behind him, and two more Liu San appeared. They stood not far from the ancestral hall, one on the left and the other, staring at every move here.

Liu San who walked into the ancestral hall was just a paper man who was used to explore the way, and even this paper man was ready to disappear into the ancestral hall.

"boom!"

As soon as Liu San entered the ancestral hall with his forefoot, before he took two steps, the heavy ancestral hall beside him closed directly with a loud noise.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

In the lobby of the ancestral hall, the smoke was full of smoke. Vaguely, where the smoke drifted, several people appeared. Those people stood in rows like spiritual positions. There were men and women, and they were all dressed in old fashioned clothes. People of this age.

And the weird thing is.

Only the place where the smoke drifts through, the shadows appear, and the other places where there is no smoke are still normal.

The smoke dissipated quickly.

Everything has been restored to its original state again, and the spiritual positions in the ancestral hall are still those spiritual positions, and nothing has changed.

But Liu San saw the terrible scene just now.

He opened his eyes slightly at the moment, looking very shocked.

"What are those? Ghosts? Or ghost images?" Liu San quickly guessed in his heart.

However, the old man who was blind with one eye walked over with a sullen face holding the enamel tea cup with a trace of irritation.

Hostile.

"Want to do it? Just because you want to kill me?" Liu San took his mind back, staring at the one-eyed old man, and snorted coldly.

As a captain-level ghost master, he has never been afraid of anyone. Even Yang Jian is just jealous. If he really starts his hands, he is confident that he will fight to the death of any captain-level mission, and the person who will survive in the end will definitely be He Liu San.

However.

Outside the ancestral hall.

The two paper men Liu San stood there but frowned.

Because they can't feel the contact of the paper man in the ancestral hall.

The thick wooden door seemed to isolate everything. They didn't know anything about it. According to normal circumstances, any paper person would know what happened to other paper people. Memories and even spirituality were shared.

Time gradually passed.

"Crunch!"

About two minutes later.

The wooden door of the ancestral hall opened slowly.

The two paper men outside, one of them Liu San quickly approached the past, trying to investigate the situation inside.

The ancestral hall is still that way.

Nothing has changed.

The one-eyed old man didn't know when he was holding a small wooden stool and sitting in front of the rows of spiritual positions, burning paper.

Stacks of sallow, like sheets of yellow paper, were thrown into the brazier.

The flames lit up, reflecting on the wrinkled and wrinkled face of the one-eyed old man.

A pale eye turned in a circle at an incredible angle, and turned towards the two paper men Liu San at the gate.

""

The two paper men Liu San looked at the pile of thick yellow paper in that man's hand and fell silent.

at the same time.

Another place in the ancient town.

Shen Lin, Li Jun, and A Hong searched together, and quickly locked the spot where the ghost lake was connected to reality in this small ancient town of Taiping.

It was a small river flowing through the ancient town, and there was a ferry next to the small river, which seemed to be a few years old.

The stone slabs near the ferry are very smooth and worn. It can be seen that the ferry was very prosperous before, and there must be ships passing by frequently to travel and transport goods.

but now.

It is abandoned here.

The surrounding area is full of weeds, and occasionally residents of the town come here to wash their clothes.

"It can't be wrong. This is the connection point between the ghost lake and reality. Everything starts from here. As long as you walk along the river, you can enter the ghost lake." Shen Lin recalled Click to make sure it is correct.

Spiritual went all the way down this river, passing through Zhongzhou City.

So the Ghost Lake incident occurred in Zhongzhou City.

If you want to enter the ghost lake, you have to go down the river from this source, gradually being corroded by the spirit, and brought into that strange land.

"Let Yang Jian and Liu San come over, ready to set off into the Ghost Lake." Li Jun said immediately.

"Not urgent."

Shen Lin said: "The way is found, but how to get in is the key. If we walk directly in this way, we will sink into the ghost lake. Liu San’s experience will happen to us repeatedly. No one has the confidence to be there. Live."

"We need transportation, preferably a boat, a boat that won't sink in the ghost lake."

Li Jun said, "There can be no such thing, the ghost lake is a ghost, all the boats will sink, it is a ghost construction and the lake is not a real lake."

The ghost lake is just a form of spiritual manifestation, not a real lake.

So the boat can't float on the ghost lake.

"Ghost Lake is not a real lake, so the boat is not a real boat either." Shen Lin said.

"Shen Lin, what do you know?" A Hong couldn't help asking.

Li Jun also stared at Shen Lin: "What are you hiding?"

Shen Lin said: "At twelve o'clock in the evening, there will be a small black wooden boat at this ferry. I only know so much information. I guess that is the key to entering the ghost lake."

"Where did your information come from?" Li Jun asked.

"I invaded the ghost slaves in the ghost lake and stole some ghost information. In the information, a black boat swam down from this town at night, and a coffin was placed on the boat." Shen Lin squinted. The eyes said: "That is a terrible picture, I dare not keep peeping, otherwise there will be danger approaching."

Li Jun stared at him, "If the boat does not show up, we will have to delay half a day in vain."

"It will definitely appear." Shen Lin said seriously.

"Ahong, what do you think?" Li Jun asked instead.

A Hong said: "I think we should wait, at least for an opportunity, and I have tried it before. The water that is soaked in spirit can sink everything. We entered the ghost lake but did not have a foothold, although relying on the ghost domain can Isolate, but if the ghost domain disappears if there is a psychic disturbance, we will all fall into the lake and drown."

"This is an S-level supernatural event. Everything should be stable. We are now four captains working together. If we lose this time, what will happen to you? Captain you should know."

Yes.

Li Jun understands,

This time the headquarters has overwhelmed four captains. Counting the missing Cao Yang and Yinzi, a total of six captains participated in the Ghost Lake incident. If there is an accident, the headquarters will be over.

"Wait."

"Act at 12 o'clock in the evening." Li Jun immediately made a decisive decision.

And at the moment.

On the street where the ancient town does not exist.

"There are medicines for human diseases, what about ghost diseases?"

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly. He was standing in front of an old shop. Two signs were hung at the door of that shop with two lines of words written on it.

"This is a pharmacy, but it's closed. It seems that it hasn't been open for a long time."

Seeing this drugstore, he didn't know why another memory appeared in his mind. That memory was not his own, but the memory he had stolen from the ghost post office.

In my memory, it was also a Chinese medicine shop.

He only knew the location of the Chinese medicine shop, but the memory of the Chinese medicine shop owner was vague.

The ghost rider faced the danger of Li Gui's recovery, and entered the Chinese medicine shop, and the situation of Li Gui's recovery got better.

In the Ghost Post Office, there used to be many letters from the fifth floor that led to the treatment of the Chinese medicine shop.

"It should be the same." Yang Jian recalled the vague memory seriously, and finally hesitated to affirm.

The Chinese medicine shop in my memory is the same as this pharmacy.

It's just that the medicine shop in Taiping Ancient Town is closed, and the one outside is still open.

"This place is very mysterious. There must have been a gathering of ghost masters from the Republic of China period. They have stayed and lived here, and even left their own traces." Yang Jian retracted his gaze and continued to move forward.

There is actually a paper shop in front of it.

Two paper figures, one white, one black, one man and one woman, were placed at the door.

"A paper man again?" Yang Jian stopped and took a look.

The door of the shop is open, but there is no one inside, but there are a lot of paper people, there are very beautiful beauties, there are paper tables, and there are not many paper houses, and some places are empty. It's like being bought by someone before.

"There is no paper sedan chair."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, thinking of the paper sedan chair that suddenly picked up Chen Qiaoyang in Dadong City.

The style and style are somewhat similar to those in this shop.

"Go in and take a look."

He entered the shop.

There are no windows, no lights, only the light from the door, so it looks a little dark and cold.

The shop is bigger than expected.

Inside, there are all kinds of paper people and paper objects.

"Maybe Liu San will be interested in this shop." Yang Jian stared at the paper-made things.

Ghost eyes peeping.

Everything is normal, but everything is abnormal.

This feeling cannot be said.

seem.

Some kind of terrible spirituality has been constrained by these paper people and things made of paper.

This restraint is too tight, causing everything to be so normal.

But if this **** is opened, all terrifying things will be staged.

"It's no wonder that ordinary people have to leave quickly after entering this place by mistake. It is so eerie and weird and quiet, no one dare to continue shopping." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

This street is deserted, and it sells masks, and paper people. Who dares to stroll around.

"You shouldn't stay too long, it's time to leave." Yang Jian was only driven by curiosity to investigate, and now he plans to leave after watching a circle.

"Buy one, it's cheap, it only costs three yuan." But he was about to turn around and leave.

A yelling voice echoed strangely in his ears.

The owner of the paper shop seems to be soliciting business.

Yang Jian stopped and looked around, but there was still nothing.

Maybe a certain paper man spoke, maybe there was a ghost wandering in this dim, cold Zhazhi shop.

"Buy one, choose one for three dollars."

The voice kept reverberating, and the more Yang Jian walked out, the more anxious this hawking voice became, as if someone was lying on your shoulder and persuading you.

It sounds creepy.

The most weird is.

When he walked to the door of the store, he suddenly found out.

The two black and 100 paper men standing beside the Zhazhi shop before did not know when they stood side by side in the middle of the door. The painted stiff faces faced Yang Jian, as if blocking his way.

"What do you do? Do you want to buy and sell?"

Yang Jian's eyes were gloomy, and he tightly held the cracked spear in his hand.

"Choose one for three yuan. It's very cheap. It was originally sold for nine yuan." In the dimly lit shop, the strange voice of UU reading www.uukanshu.com still echoed.

This voice only appeared in Yang Jian's ear, and no one else seemed to be able to hear it.

"It's not just the two paper figures in front of the store, but other abnormalities also appeared." Yang Jian ignored the voice and peered around.

I found a beautiful paper man, who moved two meters forward from the pile of paper people next to him, and then stood motionless, standing there like that, seeming to want to tell Yang Jian, let Yang Jian buy it.

There are also other paper objects that have moved in position, which is completely different from when they were placed before.

"What kind of place is this?" Yang Jian turned his head, his heart was particularly solemn.

After pondering a little.

He made a decision and took out the previous green three dollars from his pocket.

Spend money to eliminate disasters.

Don't smash with the ghosts on this ancient street.