"Except for me, no one can find the sales hall today!"

Liang Xingyang picked up a pen to write handwriting, used up a wish sticker, made a wish to the wishing ghost, and chose to hide the sales hall.

He needs time to get used to the ghost's supernatural spirits, and he intends to drive the wishing ghost to help him delay enough time.

The wishing ghost is a curse, and even gold cannot be insulated. And the reboot is huge. As long as you don't leave the sales hall, if Yang Jian's plan fails and needs to be restarted, it will not be affected.

"Sneer~"

The wish sticker disappeared, and the light bulb above his head was now affected by an unknown spirit, and the light kept flickering, making a snorting sound of electricity.

The wishing ghost emerges from the darkness, takes the wish sticker, and disappears.

The entire sales hall began to become illusory, hidden in the unknown ghost.

Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed, and he opened the golden box, and in the white ghost, a tall phantom curled up in the golden box and fused with seven mirror ghosts appeared in front of him.

The diamond-shaped brand of the quota of the six ghosts, coupled with the blood of the ghosts, made this tall phantom mirror ghost fall silent.

He stretched out a silver illusory palm that exuded a cold aura and wiped it into the body of the tall phantom, the white mist like a blurry ghost snake was invading the mirror space, and the palm began to suppress Huanggang Village, as if it was wiping something, touch as a medium, Huanggang Village was suppressed smaller and smaller, and finally became a mirror.

The silver bright palm was retracted, and at the same time brought back a supernatural mirror, and as for the mirror ghost that had fallen into silence and fused with the seven, he was quickly imprisoned in a pool of blood.

Liang Xingyang held the supernatural mirror and observed a young man in an old suit, with a pale face and a very handsome appearance, reflected on the mirror.

This is one of the identities of the ghost.

"Supersede!"

A pair of silver reflective pupils stared at the supernatural mirror, Liang Xingyang's appearance did not change, and the tall mirror ghost residing in his body was changing.

Same in appearance, same in action.

Replaces the Kill Pattern trigger.

This supernatural mirror cracked inch by inch, and the ghost in Huanggang Village was squeezed out by the cold aura, and as soon as it came to reality, it was immediately sucked into it by the mirror space in his body.

This is an attempt to fuse eight mirror ghosts to replace the ghost who suppresses the number 1 ghost.

He succeeded, and Liang Xingyang incarnated as a ghost, possessing the essence of a ghost, and at the same time gaining the ability to suppress the number 1 without solution.

The white ghost disappeared, replaced by a strange phantom of the Huanggang Village building complex, the virtual shadow descended to reality, gradually condensed, and the sales hall was soon hidden in the Huanggang Village building complex, disappeared.

……

"There's something new going on."

Nie Yingping watched with an incredulous face as the sales hall in front of him disappeared and was replaced by a dilapidated thatched house.

The asphalt pavement also turned into a muddy dirt road.

A Zhang Xianguang stepped forward and slashed down with a rusty broadsword, and the thatched house wall in front of him was immediately torn out of a huge gap, collapsing, and the withered yellow thatch and dust were splashed everywhere.

"The ghost between the supernatural and the real, although it is not a real thatched house, it is almost the same as reality." The second Zhang Xianguang said.

"Strange, my ghost can be used." Du Hong said suddenly.

The dirt road quietly turned into a swamp field, and the pungent yellow methane gas filled the surrounding area, covering an area of about a kilometer, and the air was slightly distorted under the influence of the methane, as if it had become less real.

Zhang Ying said: "Take us to the sales hall." ”

But right now.

The five Zhang Xianguang turned their heads to look at each other.

An old woman walked out of a residential building with an indifferent face and a stiff figure, and walked towards them, the words that came out of her wrinkled mouth were a strange voice of a young man: "Zhang Xianguang, Nie Yingping......"

Before she could finish speaking, a rusty broadknife rubbed against the ground and slashed down in the air.

A hideous crack appeared out of thin air, directly tearing the old woman's body in half from head to toe, not only that, but this terrifying rift was still extending, and the residential buildings behind it were also torn apart. In addition, a deep crack also appeared in the wall of a rural villa in the distance.

A Zhang Xianguang snorted coldly: "You don't have to waste your tongue with a dead person. ”

"Very good, since you have come to Huanggang Village, don't be in a hurry to leave. I will eat you, and Jesus will not be able to keep when he comes, as I said. ”

The only sallow eye left on half of the old woman's head on the ground looked at the eight people deeply, and swallowed after speaking.

Nie Yingping's face sank, and he boldly walked over to investigate the corpse, and said in a deep voice: "This old guy is dead, and there is no supernatural power left on the corpse." ”

Zhang Ying sneered: "Is it Liang Xingyang, or is it the supernatural controlled by Yang Jian, who made a ghost slave come out to scare people?" Don't be ashamed to say anything, and see who kills whom. ”

A Zhang Xianguang looked around, didn't find anything else wrong, dragged the rusty big knife and ordered: "I don't feel right here, Du Hong, don't be stingy, take us to the sales hall." ”

Du Hong's face tightened, then he nodded, and used the methane ghost to lead everyone to transfer their location and search the village.

After they left, a young man with a golden spear walked out of the nearby residential building, it was Liang Xingyang.

His consciousness turned into a ghost in Huanggang Village, everywhere, and under the condition of ensuring safety, he changed his identity and returned here with his body.

The difference is that this time he specially brought Yang Jian's supernatural weapon: the cracked spear.

This cracked spear was not brought into the coffin by Yang Jian, but handed over to Liang Xingyang for safekeeping, and no one expected it to come in handy.

"Jesus won't save you when he comes, I said!"

Liang Xingyang's face was calm, but the palm holding the golden cracked spear became more and more forceful.

And yet the next moment.

Scarlet blood flowed from his palm, and a wooden spirit seat emerged from the ghost's blood.

This spiritual tablet is like a tablet after death, which is mottled and looks very old, exudes a cold atmosphere, and is inlaid with a black and white photograph.

This black-and-white photograph is a posthumous image, the inside is dim and blurry, and the facial features of the dead person cannot be seen clearly, but you can feel that the dead person in the posthumous image is secretly watching the people outside.

"The spirit position, the statue, and the ghost coffin are the puzzle pieces of the ghost difference, and now after completing the two pieces of the puzzle, what will happen to the ghost difference." Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he groaned.

The sales hall is currently hidden by the wishing ghost, and his consciousness is also paying attention to the situation in the sales hall, and he can use the ghost to hide the sales hall at any time, ensuring that Yang Jian will not be disturbed, he has time to try the ghost's supernatural combination to prepare for the battle later.

The ability of the ghost to eat away at the ghost was working, and the wooden spirit seat inlaid with the black and white statue began to sink into his flesh and blood.

New puzzle pieces added.

Liang Xingyang's eyes froze, exuding a cold aura that was not like a living person, and all the colors on his body were rapidly fading, leaving the dull monotony of black and white.

The next moment.

With Liang Xingyang as the center, the black and white area opened up and spread out at an incredible speed, and the shrouded building complex immediately faded in color, and at the same time, there was a strange and cold aura that permeated the air.

Like an unknown and terrible virus, the spirit of the ghoul began to infect the entire village, and it had the property of isolating the supernatural.

"Originally, the black and white area of the ghost was only 100 meters, but now that it has officially integrated into Huanggang Village, I can feel that the horror level of the ghost is rising in an incredible way."

The puzzle pieces of the ghost difference are complementary, and the new supernatural changes are not over yet.

Huanggang Village is undergoing strange changes, the thatched houses that were once torn apart by Zhang Xianguang's big knife, the corpses of old women, residential buildings, and even the hideous cracks in the walls of rural villas are strangely healing.

The cold aura of a living person is pervasive, and everything is returning to its original state.

The collapsed thatched house was repaired automatically, and the withered yellow thatch and dust flew back automatically as if going back in time, and the ruins disappeared.

The old woman's body, torn in half, was healing, and the hideous and terrifying wounds were gone. The old woman stood up with dull eyes, muttered that it was time to catch up on the drama again, bent her waist, and walked away.

The residential buildings that had been cut in half in the distance were restored to their original state, and the walls of the rural villas, a deep crack, were quickly smoothed out and flattened.

But that's not all.

Liang Xingyang's ghost consciousness quietly locked Du Hong, Nie Yingping, and Zhang Ying among Zhang Xianguang's eight people, and the spirit ghosts invaded the consciousness of the living, and at this moment they also showed their ferocious fangs. As long as he wants, the ghost consciousness can invade one of the three, change a new identity, and restart.

"Terrible ghost!"

Liang Xingyang's pupils shrank, his chest rose and fell, and he stared at everything in front of him in shock.

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