Mysterious resurgence

Taiping Ancient Town does not seem peaceful.

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

This three-yuan banknote did not belong to any era, and from the color and style of the paper, it looked like fake money produced by a small workshop. However, this banknote could be regarded as a supernatural item, but the only thing that made him doubt it was What is the difference between a three-yuan note and a seven-yuan note?

Is it just a different 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 in his sixties, holding an enamel tea cup and with a slightly hunched body, stopped Liu San from approaching.

Liu San was in shock and confusion at this moment. He looked at this person. Although at first glance, this person seemed ordinary and there was nothing surprising about him, but upon closer inspection, he revealed an unusual and strange feeling.

"Ghost Controller?" After a brief hesitation, he immediately asked.

The hunchbacked old man holding an enamel tea cup in the ancestral hall said: "The Taiping Town ancestral hall is not a place that a dead person like you can set foot in. Don't ask so many questions. Just go back to where you came from."

"Your place is haunted. I'm here to investigate on behalf of the headquarters. Do you know about the ghost lake? Zhongzhou City has been sealed off because of this incident, and many people have died." Liu San stood at the door of the ancestral hall, not daring to step in easily.

He was asking and trying to find out what was going on here.

"Which year has not been haunted outside, and which year has not been dead? This is not something I can control. I am just a keeper of the ancestral temple, and I don't know that much." The hunchbacked old man had a bad temper and said impatiently.

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

Liu San continued: "Several of my colleagues have entered the ancient town to investigate. If you know any clues, I hope you can tell me. This supernatural incident can be dealt with as soon as possible and the tranquility of this town can be restored as soon as possible. No one like me will come here again, what do you think?"

He couldn't figure out the details of this person, so he still asked politely and patiently.

"If I say I don't know, I don't know."

The old man with a hunchback walked over a few steps, opened his eyes and said angrily: "It's unlucky to talk to a dead person like you. Get out of here. If you don't get out, I won't let you even become a dead person."

Although Liu San's face still had that sallow and weird look, his eyes had darkened. He had tolerated this man enough. Although he didn't know the details of this one-eyed old man, he was just a ghost controller who had gained supernatural power. , even if he really takes action, he is confident that he can deal with it.

"We received an order from above to investigate the situation here. I hope you can cooperate. There is something strange in this ancestral hall. I want to go in and take a look. If you really want to take action, you'd better think clearly. There are all my colleagues outside. , and even if you can kill us, the headquarters will still send other people over, and then the situation will not be what it is now."

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

There was a hint of threat in his words, telling the old man that he was not alone, but a group of people. In addition, there was a headquarters behind him, and he was not an unknown person.

The hunchbacked old man stared at Liu San with his pale single eye.

The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.

"I never believe what the dead say. 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.

"In that case, I won't be polite." Liu San was also bold and not afraid.

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

at the same time.

Several footsteps came from behind, and two more Liu Sans appeared. One on the left and one on the right, they stood not far away from the ancestral hall, staring at every move here.

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

"boom!"

As soon as Liu San entered the ancestral hall, before taking two steps, the heavy door of the ancestral hall next to him was closed with a loud bang.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

The lobby of the ancestral hall was filled with smoke. Indistinctly, several people appeared in the place where the smoke drifted. Those people stood in rows like spiritual tablets. There were men and women, and their clothes were all old. No. people of this era.

And the weird thing is.

Only in places where smoke drifts are people's figures emerging, and other places where there is no smoke are still normal.

The smoke dissipated quickly.

Everything has returned to its original state, the spiritual tablets in the ancestral hall are still those spiritual tablets, nothing has changed.

But Liu San saw the terrible scene just now.

He opened his eyes slightly at this moment and looked very shocked.

"What are those? Ghosts? Or supernatural images?" Liu San quickly guessed in his mind.

However, the old man who was blind in one eye strode over with a sullen face, holding an enamel tea cup, with a hint of anger.

Full of hostility.

"You want to take action? You also want to kill me?" Liu San retracted his thoughts, stared at the one-eyed old man, and snorted coldly.

As a captain-level ghost controller, he has never been afraid of anyone. Even Yang Jian is just afraid of him. If he really takes action, he is confident that he will kill any captain-level person, and the person who survives in the end will definitely be He Liu San.

However.

Outside the ancestral hall.

The two paper figures Liu San stood there but frowned.

Because they can no longer feel the connection with the paper man in the ancestral hall.

The thick wooden door seemed to isolate everything, and they had no idea what was going on inside. According to normal circumstances, anything that happened to one paper man would be known to other paper men, and memories and even supernatural powers would be shared.

Time passed gradually.

"Crunch!"

About two minutes later.

The wooden door of the ancestral hall slowly opened.

Of the two paper figures outside, one of them, Liu San, quickly approached and tried to investigate what was going on inside.

The ancestral hall is still the same.

Nothing has changed.

The one-eyed old man didn't know when he moved a small wooden stool and sat in front of the rows of memorial tablets, burning paper.

Stacks of waxy yellow paper, like pieces of yellow paper thrown into the brazier.

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

A pale eye turned at an incredible angle and turned towards the two paper figures Liu San at the gate.

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The two paper figures, Liu San, looked at the stack of thick yellow paper in the 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 located the location where the ghost lake connected to reality in the small ancient town of Taiping.

It is a small river flowing through the ancient town. There is a ferry next to the small river. It looks like it is quite old.

The stone slabs near the ferry are very worn and smooth. It can be seen that this ferry was still very prosperous in the past. There must have been ships passing by frequently, used for traveling and transporting goods.

but now.

It's abandoned.

The surrounding area is covered with weeds, and occasionally residents from the town come here to wash their clothes.

"There is no mistake. This is the connection point between the ghost lake and reality. Everything starts from here. As long as you keep walking along the river, you can enter the ghost lake." Shen Lin recalled Just make sure it's correct.

The spirit goes all the way down the river, passing through Zhongzhou City.

So the Ghost Lake incident happened in Zhongzhou City.

If you want to enter the ghost lake, you have to go down the river from the source, and gradually be eroded by the supernatural and be brought into that strange place.

"Ask Yang Jian and Liu San to come over and prepare to enter the Ghost Lake." Li Jun said immediately.

"Not urgent."

Shen Lin said: "The road has been found, but how to get in is the key. If we just walk in like this, we will sink into the ghost lake, and Liu San's experience will happen to us again. No one has the confidence to go there. Live."

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

Li Jun said, "There can't be that thing. The ghost lake is supernatural. All boats will sink. It is a lake constructed by supernatural beings, not a real lake."

Ghost lakes are just a form of supernatural manifestations, not real lakes.

Therefore, the boat cannot float on the ghost lake.

"The 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 but ask.

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 you get the information?" Li Jun asked.

"I invaded the ghost slaves in the ghost lake and stole some ghost information. Among the information, a black boat swam down from this town at night, and there was a coffin on the boat." Shen Linmi He squinted his eyes and said, "That is a terrible scene. I dare not continue to peek, otherwise there will be danger approaching."

Li Jun stared at him: "If the ship doesn't show up, we will be wasted for half a day."

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

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

A Hong said: "I think we should wait, at least for a chance, and I have tried it before. The supernatural water can sink everything. We entered the ghost lake but there was no place to stay. Although we could rely on the ghost domain to Isolation, but once supernatural interference occurs, the ghost realm will disappear and we will all fall into the lake and drown."

"This is an S-class supernatural incident. Everything should be cautious. We are now four captains working together. If we lose this time, what will happen. Captain, you should know."

Yes.

Li Jun understands,

This time, four captains were involved in the headquarters. Counting the missing Cao Yang and Yinzi, a total of six captains were involved in the Ghost Lake incident. If there was another accident, the headquarters would be doomed.

"wait."

"We'll take action at twelve o'clock in the evening." Li Jun immediately made a decisive decision.

And at this moment.

On that street where there is no ancient town.

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

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly. He stood in front of an old shop. There were two signs hanging at the door of the shop with two lines of words written on them.

"This is a drug store, but it is closed. It seems that it has not been open for a long time."

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

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

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

A ghost controller faced the danger of the ghost reviving and entered the Chinese medicine shop. The situation of the ghost's resurrection improved.

In the ghost post office, many messengers on the fifth floor were treated by the Chinese medicine shop in the past.

"It should be the same family." Yang Jian carefully recalled the vague memory, and finally confirmed with some hesitation.

The Chinese medicine shop and this pharmacy in my memory are the same.

It's just that the pharmacy in Taiping Ancient Town is closed, but the one outside is still open.

"This place is very mysterious. There must have been some ghost masters from the Republic of China period who stayed here, lived here, and even left their own traces." Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

There was actually a paper shop in front of it.

There are two paper figures, one white and one black, a man and a woman, placed at the door.

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

The door of the shop is open, but there is no one inside, but there are many paper figurines, including beautiful beauties, paper tables, and paper houses. There are not many goods, and some places are empty. , as if it had been bought by someone before.

"There is no paper sedan."

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

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

"Go in and have a look."

He entered the store.

There were no windows or lights inside, only the light from the door came in, so it seemed a bit dark and cold.

The store is bigger than expected.

There are all kinds of paper figures and paper objects inside.

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

Ghostly eyes peek.

Everything is normal, but everything is abnormal.

This feeling is indescribable.

seem.

Some kind of terrifying supernatural being is trapped in each of these paper figures and things made of paper.

This restraint was so tight that everything seemed so normal.

But once this restraint is opened, all horrible things will happen.

"No wonder ordinary people enter here by mistake and leave quickly when they reach the mask stall. This place is so eerie, weird and quiet, no one dares to continue shopping." Yang Jian thought to himself.

This street is deserted, selling masks and making paper figures, so no one dares to wander around.

"You shouldn't stay too long, it's time to go." Yang Jian came here just out of curiosity to investigate, and now he planned to leave after looking around.

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

A hawking voice echoed strangely in his ears.

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

Yang Jian stopped and looked around, but still found nothing.

Maybe a certain paper man spoke, or maybe there was an evil ghost wandering around in this dark and cold paper shop.

"Buy one, choose one for three yuan."

The voice didn't stop, it was still echoing, and the further Yang Jian walked out, the more urgent the hawking voice became, as if there was a person lying on your shoulder, persuading you in your ear.

It sounded horrifying.

The weirdest thing is.

When he walked to the door of the store, he suddenly discovered it.

The two paper figures, one black and one white, who were standing next to the paper shop, suddenly stood side by side in the middle of the door, with their stiff faces facing Yang Jian, as if blocking his way.

"What to do? Buy and sell by force?"

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

"Choose one for three yuan. It's very cheap. They were all sold for nine yuan before." The strange voice was still echoing in the dim store.

This sound only appeared in Yang Jian's ears, and it seemed that no one else could hear it.

"It's not just the two paper figures at the door of the store, other anomalies have also appeared one after another." Yang Jian ignored the voice and peered around with his ghostly eyes.

I found a beautiful paper figurine, which actually moved two meters forward from the pile of paper figurines next to it, and then stood there motionless, as if she wanted to tell Yang Jian to buy it.

There are also other paper objects that have begun to move and are completely different from when they were placed before.

"What kind of place is this?" Yang Jian turned his head, feeling extremely solemn in his heart.

After pondering for a while.

He made a decision and took out the green three dollars from before.

Spend money to eliminate disasters.

It’s better not to fight with the ghosts on this ancient street.