"Zhang Xianguang, your manager's body is dead, even if you take back the ghost painting, no one can control it, and the plan of Peach Blossom Land has completely failed." Nie Yingping said calmly.

"I'm very curious about how the Peach Blossom Land Project got out and how it was known, but don't tell me it's a coincidence, you don't even believe the souls in those paintings." Duhong said.

Zhang Ying frowned and said, "Do you suspect that there is an inner ghost in us?" ”

A man about thirty years old, Zhang Xianguang said in a deep voice: "If my plan can succeed, we will manage the new ghost painting world together and share all the results, who will betray in advance." ”

Du Hong sneered: "That's not necessarily, Song Xinhai, Wang Han took the initiative to leave the team after learning that the manager Zhang Xianguang died. ”

Zhang Xianguang's face turned cold when he heard these two names, but he still kept his senses: "The Peach Blossom Land plan failed, and our years of hard work were in vain. They have already started a family, they have children and daughters, and it is understandable that they will not come with them to take revenge, and I don't blame them. ”

"Without further ado, I'll ask one last question, if you want to quit, bring it up now, I won't be embarrassed."

"Nope."

Nie Yingping thought of the ghost post office, and the color of memories appeared on his face, there was fear, anger, and sadness, and they flashed one after another: "I am not an ungrateful person, I was lucky to leave the post office after delivering the last letter, and it was you who helped me solve the problem of the revival of the ghost." Whether it's for you or for myself, I won't let go of the two people who ruined the Peach Blossom Land plan, even if you don't organize us to come over, I will find it myself. ”

Du Hong and Zhang Ying glanced at each other and nodded: "Let's do it together." ”

"Find a place first, let me stack the supernatural strength."

Zhang Xianguang's face was expressionless, the rusty knife in his hand tightened, and he took out a corpse oil lamp with his other hand, and turned his head to look at the sales hall.

The four of them walked into a residential building in the Guanjiang community and chose a location on the second floor, from which they could observe the sales hall opposite.

Zhang Xianguang dragged a big knife into a bedroom, closed the curtains, put a corpse oil lamp in his hand on top of his head, and took out four oil lamps and placed them on the front and back walls.

In the dimly lit room, five oil lamps were lit.

And what is terrifying is that the light of the oil lamp is dim and yellow, hazy and blurry, and somewhat eerie.

The light shone on Zhang Xianguang's body, reflecting five slender shadows on the tiled floor, the shadows swaying, twisting, and seemed to struggle, slowly breaking away from the ground and peeling off from the wall.

After the blurred black shadow came out, the darkness of his body was gradually fading, and he turned into five Zhang Xianguang holding rusty broadswords.

Their appearance and clothing are exactly the same as the real Zhang Xianguang, and the same is true of the rusty broadsword.

Reboot, less than perfect infinite reboot.

Five Zhang Xianguang, who was dragging a big knife, walked out of the bedroom and took Nie Yingping, Du Hong and Zhang Ying to the sales hall.

Sales hall.

Liang Xingyang closed the wooden coffin lid tightly, walked out of the safe house, and closed the golden door.

Transformation takes time, and according to the memory of the original book, it will take at least a day of sleep.

Liang Xingyang took out the satellite positioning phone and contacted Qin Meirou.

"You go and tell Cao Yanhua again, within this day, you must not let people use wish stickers."

Qin Meirou's sweet voice came from the phone: "Minister Cao has already warned Shen Lan, Cao Yang, Wang Chaling, Liu San and other captains who have wish stickers, and they have also agreed to the request of the headquarters, you can rest assured." ”

Liang Xingyang frowned, and hung up the phone after listening.

Does the headquarters use the wish stickers as benefits or year-end bonuses and distribute them to the captains?

A white fuzzy ghost shrouded the entire sales hall, the ghost affected reality, and the vague sales hall actually seemed a little distorted and illusory.

"No anomalies!"

Liang Xingyang muttered in a low voice.

As the ghost snake spread 500 meters, the accident happened.

A rusty old knife slashed at the ghost, and the white world was affected, and the ghost was torn out of a gap of more than ten meters by a knife, and eight figures broke into the ghost.

Liang Xingyang's face was solemn, and his figure disappeared out of thin air from the second floor of the sales hall and came to the door.

"Five Zhang Xianguang, the restart of the corpse oil lamp! Team members Nie Yingping, Du Hong, Zhang Ying. ”

He had stolen the memories of the administrator Zhang Xianguang and recognized the faces of these people.

"It's not good."

Liang Xingyang's face turned cold, and after glancing at the eight people indifferently, the figure disappeared again.

The other side.

Nie Yingping rubbed his eyes, his eyes were still cloudy, as if he was suffering from cataracts, and said angrily: "This kind of vague ghost snake is not like the ghost of Liang Xingyang and Yang, do they have other helpers?" ”

"Damn, I can't even see the road clearly, this kind of ghost is really troublesome." Zhang Ying scolded.

Du Hong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "There is something wrong with the other party's ghost, my ghost is completely suppressed in the body, and I can't use it at all." ”

One of the five Zhang Xianguang said, calmly: "Don't be separated, otherwise after you get lost, you will be broken by each one." ”

And yet the next moment.

"Puff puff puff~"

The sound of a dull and suppressed heartbeat suddenly sounded around him, as if a heavy hammer was hitting everyone's hearts fiercely.

"Someone did it."

After the five Zhang Xianguang finished speaking at the same time, they raised the old big knife in different postures in their hands.

Five rusty old broadswords slashed down from all directions, and the white ghost was immediately torn apart by the curse on the broadsword, and the blurred mist around it instantly subsided, revealing a clear vision.

"It hurts, it hurts. My heart is beating normally! Help me. ”

Zhang Ying's face was full of pain, a layer of dead gray spread on her face, her hands pressed her heart tightly, and her body stiffened.

Lies come true.

The supernatural power she harnessed herself was calming the beating heart and resisting the mortal curse of the ghost heart, but the supernatural strength didn't seem to be enough.

"I'll help you."

Nie Yingping's face was shocked, he didn't know when there was an extra dirty and blackened rattle in his hand, and there was a strange face on the drum surface, and two dirty palms pressed on the drum surface, as if he had been locked in the rattle for a long time.

However, the little toy was missing two projectiles and could not swing from side to side to ring.

In order to save Zhang Ying, Nie Yingping flicked his fingers on the drum surface, and a terrifying scream immediately sounded around him.

A high-pitched, infiltrating terrifying voice dispelled the curse of the ghost's heart.

Zhang Ying seemed to be a person who had been drowning for a long time, and took a deep breath of cool air, the rich dead gray on her face was rapidly fading, and the terrifying palpitations were also subsiding.

"I'll chase it."

Zhang Xianguang, who was swinging a knife towards the east, spotted Liang Xing's figure sharply, and rushed forward quickly with a big knife.

"Everybody keep up."

……

A large area of white mist shrouded him, and Liang Xingyang's figure had disappeared before Zhang Xianguang rushed with a knife.

"Using the shadow of an oil lamp to restart is not perfect, and you can only restart five at a time. As long as you destroy the oil lamp, you can destroy the restart. ”

Liang Xingyang returned to the sales hall, and his silver reflective pupils clearly looked at the eight people who were lost in the ghosts.

The ghost obscures the view, but the sales hall will not move, as long as the direction is confirmed, it will be found quickly.

With the ghost of the mirror ghost, it won't be delayed for long.

"Zhang Xianguang's five old big knives, the frozen corpse controlled by Nie Yingping, the ghost tattoo, and the supernatural weapon is a rattle. Zhang Ying's supernatural power can turn fake into reality, and the supernatural weapon is a sharp manicure on the nail. Du Hong's methane ghost snake strength is at the third layer of the ghost eye ghost snake, and there is no supernatural weapon, which is the weakest of the eight. ”

Liang Xingyang stole Zhang Xianguang's memory, and he had already gained insight into all the information of the other party, and thought about a solution in his heart.

The old broadsword can tear through a large area of supernatural spirits, not only restraining the ghost of the guiding ghost, but also restraining the condensed strange figure. Without the help of Yang Jian's ghost eyes, the speed of condensing the strange figure is not fast enough, and after it appears, it will be chopped and disappeared by the five big knives.

If it weren't for Yang Jian executing a different plan inside, he couldn't be disturbed, and Liang Xingyang felt that whether he was going to the top or finding Zhang Xianguang's hiding place, he would have a lot to do to destroy the restart of the corpse oil lamp.

It's a pity that everything crashed together.

It is impossible for Liang Xingyang to retreat, it is not difficult to rashly fight one against eight, and he does not dare to take Yang Jian's life, to bet that they will not find the No. 3 safe house.

In the original work, Zhang Xianguang used an oil lamp and a big knife to fight against Yang Jian, Li Jun, Liu San, Li Leping, and He Yin'er, and his strength was extremely strong.

It's not realistic to fight eight against one.

Liang Xingyang's silver reflective pupils looked at the eight people who had come to the door of the sales hall, his heart sank, and he was thinking wildly in his mind.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he hesitated a little as if he was worried about something.

Still, he made a quick decision.

Covered by white ghosts, his figure disappeared from the spot, and when he came to Safe House No. 1, he took out a golden box from the neatly arranged golden container.

A piece of white label paper fell from the box to the ground, and the paper was written in crooked handwriting: "Ghost Poor."

"After fusing the eight mirror ghosts, the amount of food for the hungry ghosts is six, and the limit is seven. Replacing the ghost cha, I'm not sure if I can get the ability to suppress without solution, but if there is a supernatural assistance, even if there is no suppression without solution, I have a chance to defeat Zhang Xianguang's eight people. ”

A hint of firmness flashed in Liang Xingyang's eyes, and he took out a wish sticker.

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