Chapter 189: Paper in a Drawer

From the mouth of this Zhou Wei, Liang Xingyang learned what was going on with the guard, which was roughly the same as the information that Shen Lan gave him.

First of all, whether it is Shen Lan or Gao Wei, they all volunteered to become guards in order to enter the street.

However, it is a little different that not everyone who enters the underworld has to be on duty, which is certain, because the high lieutenant once went in with Zhou Pi, a man in a melon skin hat.

Zhou Pi is not a watchman.

If you light the paper ingots one day and enter the Yin Street, and happen to meet the watchman who is unwilling to let go, and the strength is not strong and you can't break through, you must abide by the rules of the older generation, or join the watchman, or leave directly.

Of course, not everyone has the opportunity to join the watchman, and the ghost handler who controls two ghosts is the lowest threshold.

Becoming a watchman is not a verbal agreement between everyone, you have to go into the old bungalow mansion and charge the ghost.

Gao Wei led the way, Liang Xingyang crossed the threshold of this century-old mansion, and after entering, he immediately observed the furnishings inside: a large black bed, a large black wardrobe, a dressing table, a glass picture frame hanging on the wall, a few faint yellowed blurry photos inside, and finally a desk made of mahogany.

The air in the old house was cold, and the smell of rotting wood was a bit strong.

Liang Xingyang walked up to the glass photo frame and observed the old photos stored inside.

The photos are all photos of the lives of two people, a young handsome man with long hair and a woman in a red tweed coat, judging from the background of the photos, the two were once the owners of this old mansion.

The man has a small camera hanging on his chest, and he does not smile, and his face is a little stiff, like a corpse, but his eyes are gentle. The woman smiled very brightly, and she could feel her happiness through the photo. The relationship between women and men is very close, and it is likely that they are from the Republic of China.

Liang Xingyang didn't find anything valuable, so he didn't stay long, and followed the confused captain to the mahogany desk.

The top of the mahogany desk is a little scribbled, with not only fingernail marks, but also various distorted children's drawings painted with pencils and oil-based pens, with a blurred black line on it, and two drawers under the tabletop.

"There is a ghost in the two drawers of this mahogany table, and the paper of the watchman is sometimes in the left drawer, sometimes in the right drawer. To become a watchman, the Ghost Rider needs to find the paper himself, press the handprint, and put it back in. If you are unlucky twice, you will be able to be attacked twice if you are all drawn to the drawer where the ghost is hiding. ”

"If you're lucky, you might be able to avoid the ghosts twice." Lieutenant explained with glazed eyes.

Liang Xingyang looked at the drawers on both sides, since the ghost riders who control the two ghosts have the opportunity to become the watchman, it means that the horror level of this powerful ghost will not be too high.

He put his hand directly on the left drawer, and suddenly there was a cold feeling eroding, but he didn't care.

"Click......"

The first blow didn't open it, as if something was moving inside the drawer, preventing him from pulling it open.

"The devil in the left drawer?"

Liang Xingyang's eyes narrowed, he gave up the drawer, and reached out to open the right drawer.

And yet the next moment.

The right drawer had just been pulled out, and a small skinny hand full of corpse spots suddenly stretched out from it, grabbed his wrist, and a huge force struck, and before there was time to react, the entire palm was pulled into the drawer.

Liang Xingyang's face changed, and he quickly calmed down, watching coldly as his entire arm turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, without a trace of blood, as if he had been necrotic for a long time.

Soon, however, the pale arm immediately turned blue, crawling with wriggling bruises, elbows swaying slightly, and the palm that sank deep into the drawer seemed to grasp something.

The mahogany table was shaking, and the four table legs were clicking.

Liang Xingyang's face was cold, and he forcibly pulled out his palm, and by the way, he brought out a small hand covered with corpse spots.

This is only part of the ghost, and more limbs are still hidden in the drawer.

Covered in black and white as if it were a posthumous image, the skinny little hand quickly faded, the ghost in the drawer was suppressed, and the strength in the arm disappeared.

Liang Xingyang didn't want to deal with this drawer ghost, so he grabbed the ghost so tightly and opened the left drawer.

Quietly in the old drawer sat a piece of paper with white letters on a black background, on which were written a few lines of crooked text, very sloppy, and completely unrecognizable.

"Pressing the fingerprint will become the watchman, and in the future, this drawer ghost will randomly select the ghost rider who will be on duty that day, and the path will appear three times. As long as you don't step into the path, you refuse to be on duty. The lieutenant's voice sounded at the right time.

The treatment of becoming a watchman is still good, and if you encounter a ghost attack at a critical time, there is a very small probability of encountering the guide path on duty, and it is possible to get out of danger. With the identity of the watchman on duty, the other watchmen will not be blocked from entering the Yin Street, and becoming a watchman can also bring other ghost riders into the Yin Street to help the other party ease the progress of the recovery of the ghosts, if the operation is good, you should be able to reap a lot of benefits.

Liang Xingyang took out the paper with white characters on a black background in the drawer and rubbed it in his hand, the texture was no different from ordinary paper, and there was a cold atmosphere shrouded in it, and there was nothing special about it.

I casually pressed my fingerprint and put the paper back.

At the same time, he also let go of the limp little ghost's hand and moved away from the mahogany desk.

"Click."

After the ghost's arm lost its suppression, it immediately retracted into the drawer, and the drawers on the left and right sides also closed suddenly, and the strange desk where the ghost was stored was quiet again.

Take out the red scissors.

The next moment.

Liang Xingyang's vision changed strangely, and the light around him suddenly dimmed, and something terrifying appeared around him.

An old wooden cupboard with delinquish paint, a red balloon floating beside him, and beneath him a child curled up in a ball.

This is the curse of the Drawer Ghost, and it is also the true appearance of the Grimace, not the mahogany table where it is stored.

Liang Xingyang didn't think there was anything, he dared to provoke the curse of the ghost cupboard, and he hadn't taken it into his eyes yet.

However, this old bungalow mansion may be hiding more than one ghost, and he doesn't know how the drawer ghost controls the path.

This is a supernatural built by the older generation of ghost handlers, and it is still safe and controllable so far.

Liang Xingyang looked around the house with his eyes, and without strong exploration, he left here with the lieutenant.

Outside.

Zhou Pi, the man in the melon skin hat, was still here, and it seemed that he couldn't get out of here casually without the guidance of the lieutenant, unless he personally went to make a deal with the ghosts in the streets.

Zhou Pi's face was frightened, and there was hatred hidden in his eyes, and when he saw Liang Xingyang looking over, he immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to come closer.

Liang Xingyang gently held the ghost necklace in his hand, relieving the influence of the deceitful ghost on the senior lieutenant and allowing him to come to his senses.

After Gao Wei woke up, he immediately glared at Liang Xingyang, his memory did not disappear, but he was deceived by the supernatural before.

"I promised someone that I wouldn't break the rules here. You are free, after such a long delay, I should also go in. ”

Liang Xingyang threw down two sentences, deliberately glanced at Zhou Pi, who was afraid of him, and walked to the corner and walked into the real Yin Street.

"Is this the strength of the top ghost master, it's incredibly strong." The lieutenant muttered in a low voice.

"Bullshit top ghost handler, I curse this bastard, if you go in, you will be bought and sold by ghosts, and you will be lost in it forever, and the ghosts will recover, and it is best that you will never be able to get out." Zhou Pi saw that the other party seemed to be far away, and immediately gritted his teeth.

Gao Wei frowned, this kind of verbal curse was very harsh, after all, in order to alleviate the revival of the evil ghosts in their bodies, many people had to venture into the Yin Street.

"Shut up, don't talk ......," he reprimanded, but he wasn't done.

Suddenly, Zhou Pi's face changed suddenly, he covered his heart in pain, his clothes were crumpled, and a terrifying dead gray quickly climbed up his face.

"Save Me ......"

The next moment, his whole eyes suddenly widened, his painful and distorted face froze, and his body collapsed limply, without breath.

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