Qin Meirou took the initiative to invite Liang Xingyang to dinner, and after Liang Xingyang agreed, Qin Meirou left with a happy face.

Yang Jian directly sent Liu Xiaoyu to wait downstairs.

"If you want to participate in the ghost stage and ghost errand events, the ghost candle must be indispensable." Liang Xingyang told Yang Jian unreservedly the information he knew about the ghost and gave advice.

If it weren't for the ghost candle, Liang Xingyang would have been planted on the ghost stage a long time ago.

Yang Jian analyzed: "I will apply for a ghost candle with the headquarters, otherwise I will not participate." My plan is to cooperate with the ghost riders at the headquarters to suppress the ghost cha, and take advantage of the gap between the ghost cha restart, open the fifth layer of ghost worms to directly suppress Huanggang Village, and take advantage of the trap to detain the ghost cha. As for the ghost stage, I don't know if I can send it away. ”

The fifth-layer ghost snake can send away powerful ghosts, but it is not omnipotent, as long as the terrifying level of powerful ghosts is high enough, it can resist red light, such as dead heads.

Liang Xingyang shook his head: "Those large numbers of red lacquer chairs and human skins, it is estimated that you can send them away directly." But if you mutilate the puzzle pieces of the ghost stage, it can cause the ghost show to get out of hand. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered the woman in white.

This suspected ghost rider during the Republic of China period has been able to survive from ghost shows to the present, and his strength is absolutely terrifying, and the woman in white has been restricted by ghost shows for so long, she must know ghost shows very well.

Liang Xingyang hesitated for a moment and decided to tell Yang Jian the information about the woman in white.

Yang Jian's expression moved: "I'll pay attention." ”

can't let go of this woman in white, otherwise Liang Xingyang will definitely be in trouble.

Liang Xingyang suggested: "I suggest that you harness the third ghost to increase your strength, and then dismember the three ghosts of the human skin paper, and take it with you, in case you fall into a desperate situation, it will help you get through it at the last moment." ”

Yang Jian: "......"

In fact, he doesn't have a strong need to become a captain, and after becoming a captain, he may have a lot of rights and resources, but there are also many troubles.

The headless ghost is dead, and there is the curse of the music box, Yang Jian is interested in going to the ghost village to get a little credit, if the difficulty is too great, let him go to death, let alone the captain, it doesn't matter if he quits the headquarters.

Liang Xingyang is not alarmist, in this S-level supernatural incident, the ghosts almost suppressed six ghosts, and the number of suppressions may have become unknown, and the essence of the ghosts is ghosts, which is extremely difficult to detain.

The ghost show's supernatural ability can manipulate the body of the ghost rider, and after listening to the play for a long time, it will make the ghost rider fall into a deep sleep, and once it sleeps, something terrifying will definitely happen. Maybe it's a mortal attack, maybe it's some other unknown supernatural change.

Living people can't listen to ghost shows, the ghost stage is a man-made supernatural place, once out of control, it is likely to be an S-class supernatural event.

Liang Xingyang thought wildly in his mind, and then suspected the identity of the woman in white.

Li Qingzhi, the caretaker of Caesar Hotel, and Luo Qian, the master of the Endless Cemetery, these powerful ghost masters of the Republic of China are usually responsible for guarding a supernatural place, so could the woman in white also be the manager of this ghost stage?

Maybe he thinks too much, and the other party is just a trapped ghost handler?

"The side effects of the wood knife are too great, and this broken knife is very suitable for dismembering human skin paper."

Liang Xingyang stopped thinking nonsense, took out the broken knife wrapped in old black bloodstains, slashed himself ten times, dismembered his body into eleven pieces, and then used the deceitful ghost to recover his injuries and regain his original integrity.

The broken knife was restored to its most vivid and dazzling state.

Liang Xingyang took the golden suitcase where the human skin paper was held, and as soon as he opened the box, a dark brown strange figure immediately ran out of it, grabbed the door and fled in the direction of the gate.

"Puff puff puff, puff."

The rhythmic heartbeats stacked together to form a hammered sound.

The human skin paper bore the brunt of the attack, and was affected by the supernatural power of the heartbeat, and the dark brown human skin seemed to be encompassed by the twelve-level gale, and began to hunt.

In the heart, where there is no heart in the silhouette of the human figure, there is an illusion of a foreign body beating in it.

The sound of a heartbeat overlaps the sound of a heartbeat, and the supernatural curse of mortality takes effect instantly.

The Vellum collapsed like a fragile paper house, and the supernatural curse of mortality suppressed the activity of the Vellum. The skin paper instantly collapsed to the ground, falling into a silence of more than ten seconds, tens of seconds, or even a minute or two.

Liang Xingyang walked over with a knife, stared at the only body part of the humanoid silhouette, raised the blood-red broken knife, and quickly fell, dismembering the legs of this strange figure, then the second knife dismembered the hands, and finally the third knife dismembered the head, and the humanoid silhouette lost the support of these powerful ghosts, and collapsed in an instant.

The three ghosts that the human skin paper traded with Liang Xingyang were dismembered by him again, which means that the human skin paper served him for free once.

After more than ten seconds, the ghost heart must die supernatural attack suppressed and disappeared, and the dark brown human skin on the surface of the three powerful ghosts fell off one after another, slowly squirming and crawling, returning to the humanoid silhouette, and automatically gluing into a piece.

Soon, the human skin continued to shrink and become smaller and smaller, and a dark brown piece of human skin paper fell silently to the ground without any movement.

Liang Xingyang put the three ghosts that were dismembered into a golden box, walked over and grabbed the human skin paper, and he was not afraid that he would be devoured by the human skin paper.

As soon as he picked up the parchment paper, a word immediately appeared on the dark brown skin, "Ghost?" ”。

Soon, the word seemed to have been erased by something.

A line of words then popped up on the vellum: "My name is Liang Xingyang, and when you read this letter, I was already dead." ”

"I dismembered the Vellum and took away the three ghosts in order to make the Vellum listen to me, but unfortunately the Vellum refused my request, and in the end I got nothing."

Liang Xingyang's face was calm, unimpressed, and handed the skin paper to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian walked over with two bottles of black ceramic jars, took the vellum paper, and asked in a deep voice: "If you still want to have a chance to see the light of day again, tell me which bottle of jar the ghost hand is?" If you say you don't know, put you in a gold container and bury yourself 10,000 meters underground, and you may never appear in the world. ”

This is a temptation, if the human skin paper makes up its mind not to disclose information again, it is useless for Yang Jian to take it to Huanggang Village, so he simply buries it to prevent future troubles.

There was no movement on the plumment, and after two minutes, he chose to bow his head, and the word "right" slowly appeared on it.

The human skin paper does not lie, Yang Jian nodded with satisfaction, threw the human skin paper into a small golden bag, imprisoned it, and put it in his arms.

……

On a certain highway in the west of Dajing City, a white light flashed next to the bus sign, and a woman in white suddenly appeared.

"Wow, where is this?" Shen Lan's eyes widened, looking at the endless stream of cars and modern high-rise buildings in front of her, and a shock appeared on her face.

"Hello uncle, what age is it now, and where is this place?" Shen Lan grabbed a middle-aged uncle waiting for the bus and asked enthusiastically.

"Damn, it's ugly. Hmm, it stinks. I...... I don't know anything. The middle-aged uncle broke free from Shen Lan, covered his nose and ran away quickly.

Shen Lan twitched her nose slightly, and sure enough, she smelled a strong sour smell, and then looked down at her ghost-like dignity, her expression was downcast, her eyes were red and her nose was slightly sour, and she smiled and said, "It's okay, when the old lady recovers her appearance, she will still be loved by everyone." ”

She walked a little farther away, grabbed an aunt who sold vegetables again, and finally asked about the current era and the city she was in.

"Wow."

Shen Lan looked a little distracted, walking aimlessly in white high heels, walking past high-rise buildings, past the fancy clothes of modern people, and unconsciously came to the highway zebra crossing, stopping and waiting with everyone at the red light, and following the crowd at the green light.

"Brother Shuheng, Brother Qin, Uncle Zhang, Aunt Meng......" Shen Lan folded her hands and counted, holding back her crying, "It's been sixty years, where are they?" How can I find them, they won't already ......"

"By the way, there is also that thief, the clothes he wears are a product of this era, and he should still be alive."

She has died countless times in the ghost stage, resurrected countless times, and it is no longer clear how much time has passed outside.

Shen Lan shuttled through the flow of people, but she felt so lonely, like a lonely soul left over from the previous era, helpless, adrift like duckweed.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Shen Lan cried, feeling abandoned by the times.

If all the people she knew disappeared, who could prove that she had been in this world.

After a long time, Shen Lan finally stopped her tears and tried to recall: "This place was originally called Dabei City, but now it is renamed Dajing City. Brother Shuheng likes to collect wind everywhere, I'm afraid I can't find him. However, Uncle Qin used to live in the mansion at the corner of the fourth alley in the north of the city, and if Brother Qin hadn't died of old age, he should still be living in his ancestral house. ”

"Reincarnation and reincarnation, a ghost in a previous life, being a human being in this life, being born in a lifetime, eternal reincarnation."

Shen Lan's expression was very depressed, her white dress and white high heels emitted a miserable white light, and the whole person disappeared.

(End of chapter)