Chapter 152: The dry corpse holding hands with Yang

"Make a deal."

Ye Chen looked at the white spiritual position in Li Ye's hand, and suddenly realized that what he was looking for had already been obtained by this woman.

In other words, the purpose of this woman's coming here is also to find this spiritual position.

And it seems that he obviously knows more than he does.

Li Ye's eyes were cold and said, "Why?" ”

"Do you see the name of the spiritual seat on the chest of the ghost next to you, I don't think I need to explain what it means." Ye Chen pointed to the black-red spirit seat on the black-black spirit position ghost on the side.

Li Jianan's name has completely disappeared, and it is Li Ye's name that appears with it.

Moreover, her name is disappearing at a rapid pace, stroke by stroke.

"I've been targeted by this thing." Li Ye said in a deep voice: "So what? ”

"Make a deal, I can make this thing impossible to attack you." Ye Chen said.

Li Ye said: "What if I say no? ”

Hearing this, Ye Chen's expression did not move, and he directly took out the dark sickle and said to Li Ye: "Then order it directly, don't waste time." ”

The reason why he didn't make a move on Li Ye at the beginning was because he felt a very strange aura from Li Ye.

or strength, or the second ghost it controls is a bit evil.

This is the main reason why he did not start in the first place, but chose to negotiate tentatively.

"Xu Mo's ghost scythe?" Li Ye's eyes moved slightly, and he was a little shocked: "You killed Xu Mo?" ”

"You know this thing?" Ye Chen said.

Li Ye said: "Sure enough, it's not bad, I didn't expect that Xu Mo's almost unsolvable murderous curse was actually planted in your hands, so it seems that even if I have controlled the second ghost, I am not your opponent at all." ”

"I agreed to your deal."

Hearing Li Ye's promise, Ye Chen didn't say much, and directly stretched out his left hand, his gaze fixed on the white spiritual seat in his hand.

It is said to be a transaction, but in fact, it is completely a request.

Ask for it strongly.

"Yes."

Li Ye was very decisive, and after speaking, she directly threw the white spirit position in her hand to Ye Chen, because she knew very well that if she didn't give this thing to Ye Chen, then she would definitely be killed.

For a ghost rider like her who almost died in the revival of the ghost.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

Taking over the spiritual position, Ye Chen did not appear very happy, but put it away indifferently, and then looked at the spiritual position ghost on the side.

The ghost domain was covered, repeating the previous method of sending away Li Jianan's body and the two ghosts, and directly sending this ghost away.

But this time it wasn't the first floor, but the third floor, which he had never been up to.

"Okay, you exchange your life for a spiritual position, and the transaction is complete." Ye Chen glanced at him and said.

"Hmm." Li Ye said.

She was a little unwilling, she took a lot of effort and took a great risk to find that person, and then she got the opportunity to enter here again, in order to get this white spiritual position.

For this reason, she almost died at the hands of the ghost in the shape of a kerosene lamp.

After finally finding it, she lost this thing so quickly, it was not that she didn't think about resisting, but she knew that she didn't have the strength to resist at all, just the ghost sickle in Ye Chen's hand could kill her in an instant.

She hadn't come into contact with Xu Mo, but she knew the terrible thing about this scythe, with this scythe, as long as there was a breathing existence, she could hardly escape the curse of death, maybe Ye Chen would have to pay some price for this, but she had to pay for her life, in contrast, not doing it was already the best result.

"Ding-ding."

After the spiritual position was in hand, Ye Chen's mobile phone rang with a text message ringtone.

Because the influence of the Ghost Domain was still there, Li Ye couldn't see his actions at this time.

Click directly to view the content of the text message: "Leave your name on the spiritual seat with blood and suppress that ghost." ”

Seeing this, Ye Chen looked at the spiritual position in his hand, which gave people a cold feeling, a little weird, but there seemed to be nothing else unusual, he was sure that this was not some kind of cursed thing, but more like an item like a coffin nail that restrained the supernatural.

It's just that very little is understood.

Li Ye may know something, but of course he won't ask, since he chose to believe this text message, he can only go one way to the dark.

"Bet."

Time is very important to him, and there is not so much time to hesitate.

Thinking about it, he bit out a hole in his index finger, and soon blood seeped out.

Then he looked at the white spiritual tablet in his hand and quickly wrote his name directly on the blank space with his bleeding index finger.

"Ye Chen."

After writing, the name left by the blood instantly turned into a scarlet smoke, and it dissipated under Ye Yechen's gaze in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly.

Ye Chen's eyes moved, and he saw that the head of the consciousness ghost on his shoulder suddenly shook, as if it had been affected by some kind of influence, especially the human skin face that was stitched on the back of his head, and his dark eyes were a little gloomy.

Immediately afterward, a thin red thread began to stitch together on the back of its head at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly passing through the corpse-strewn head and connecting to the human skinned face.

Soon.

The human skin face, which had been partially peeled off, was re-stitched on the back of the conscious ghost's head by this small red thread.

"Is it still necessary to suppress the face through this embroidered picture? Sure enough, as I thought, this thing can suppress consciousness ghosts to a certain extent, but I'm curious, what does this thing have to do with the spiritual position? ”

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the consciousness ghost on his shoulder.

I saw that the exposed part was gradually shrinking into Ye Chen's body, but Ye Chen didn't feel the slightest feeling about it, as if the consciousness ghost was just a non-existent phantom, constantly disappearing.

Shoulders, necks, heads.

All retracted into Ye Chen's body and disappeared.

"Is this suppression?" Ye Chen was skeptical and frowned.

Suddenly.

Ye Chen's face changed.

There was a surge of images in his mind, and fragments of what seemed to be some kind of memory kept coming to his mind.

In that picture.

It's Yang Jian!

I saw Yang Jian wearing a red dress, just like the dress of the Republic of China, it looked like a wedding dress!

No, Yang Jian is not alone.

Next to Yang Jian stood a woman wearing a red cheongsam, the woman was covered with a red hijab, so that people could not see it, but Ye Chen noticed that the woman's arms were exposed outside the red cheongsam.

Ye Chen's eyes froze, it was not a normal person's arm at all, it was simply a dry corpse!

In other words, this woman standing next to Yang Jian and standing side by hand with Yang Jian is the existence of a dead dry corpse!

Ye Chen glanced at it, and at Yang Jian's feet, there was still an old music box.