After Liang Xingyang threw the cupboard into the blood pool, he tried to steal the ghost blood's spirit again, which attracted a terrifying attack from the ghost blood.

"Impossible."

His eyes widened, and the ghost candle in his hand burned wildly, rapidly shortening in length.

At this terrifying rate, if it was just a ghost candle, I am afraid it would have burned out.

This rapid burning speed reminded him of the firewood knife in Yang Jian's hand.

With a knife through the medium, a whole ghost candle was instantly ignited, and this level of terrorist attack was terrifying.

And now, the ghost blood, which has been revived for a long time, has reached this terrifying level.

"The ghost blood is reluctant to leave, and it seems that he wants to retrieve the ghost heart. I can't let it go, otherwise before I can successfully steal the ghost blood and leave, the ghost candle will no longer be able to hold on.

That's a full twenty ghost candles, and it's a waste to consume here.

"This attack must be stopped, or I won't be able to recover the cursed blood of the Ghost Closet, and an entire ghost candle will be wasted."

Liang Xingyang no longer dared to underestimate this scarlet pool of blood, he gritted his teeth and took out three colorful banknotes from his pocket.

A nine-dollar note with the highest denomination, a seven-dollar note, and a three-dollar note.

"Whew."

He blew out the ghost candle.

The miserable green candle light dissipated, and the ghost candle consumed three-twentieths.

Liang Xingyang looked incredulous, and just when he was thinking of countermeasures, he actually burned the weight of three ghost candles.

Then he was stunned for a moment, realized something, and opened his palm to see that the two colorful banknotes had disappeared at some point.

One is seven dollars, and one is three dollars.

That's at this time.

The strange figure floating on the pool of blood buried its head, and the bloody body seemed to become extremely heavy at this moment, quickly sinking into the constantly tumbling blood and disappearing.

The bottomless blood-colored pond calmed down again.

"Take the money to buy your life, and the ghost blood gave up the attack on me."

A painful expression flashed on Liang Xingyang's face, and he gritted his teeth and said.

His life and ghost blood were placed at both ends of the scale, and the rules of ghost money were used to judge, and a price of up to ten yuan was given.

Although it is a sign of weakness, the benefits of this are obvious.

He stopped the attack of the demon blood and saved his life, and the demon blood would never attack him from now on.

Even if it complies with the law of killing, the ghost blood will not do anything to him.

Unless one day he dies and jumps into a pool of blood.

"It's time to find a way to get out of the ghost blood theft that held the curse of the ghost cupboard."

The pain on Liang Xingyang's face just flashed, and he quickly regained his composure, thinking frantically about countermeasures in his mind.

But the thick and black blood that was fished out of the vast pool of blood was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Any supernatural contact with ghost blood will be invalidated, even if you use a wish sticker to drive the wishing ghost to come, it is estimated that it will not be possible."

Ghost blood is a terrifying ghost that can be isolated and restarted, and wishing ghosts walking into the blood pool are tantamount to being sent to the door and imprisoned.

If you don't decide to do something, ask people for vellum paper.

Liang Xingyang had a grotesque idea in his mind, wanting to find the answer from the parchment.

But he hesitated, after all, human skin was not such an obedient existence. The hidden traps in the plan are very dangerous, unless you don't follow the plan, you will definitely step on the big and small traps and cause a lot of trouble.

Two minutes passed.

Exchange transfusion protocol.

Liang Xingyang's eyes suddenly lit up while meditating.

The ghost blood will no longer attack him, and the ghost heart can be used as a medium to filter the blood in the blood pool by constantly changing blood to find the ghost blood that holds the curse of the ghost cupboard.

It's a stupid idea that consumes a lot of time.

There just isn't a better option.

Liang Xingyang stepped forward with a solemn face, stepped into the blood pool with both feet, and began to exchange blood.

It wasn't long before he ushered in his first curse.

It was the shadow of two charred legs, and the ghostly blood that belonged to this curse flowed into his body, but fortunately this curse was invalid, otherwise it would have caused him trouble.

The second curse was a strand of long black hair on a piece of scalp fragment, suspected of being cut from the ghost, this curse was mixed with the ghost's blood, and it didn't pass through the ghost's heart, but it just flowed through the body and was successfully crossed.

After a long interval, he encountered a third curse, which was the shadow of a terrifying old corpse, a terrifying ghost, but the curse was invalid.

This is a delicate job, and you need to leave behind the ghosts and ghosts you are imprisoned, and at the same time eliminate the curse that sinks into the blood of the ghosts, and find out the curse of the ghost cupboard.

He had washed the ghost scissors here, and countless curses remained in the ghost's blood and sank to the bottom of the pond.

A strange thought suddenly popped up in Liang Xingyang's mind: "If I leave these curses and release these ineffective curses on the enemy when the ghost heart attacks, once it is revived, it will ......."

Countless curses are piled together, and a terrible thing will happen, even if the enemy escapes, he will eventually die on the countless evil spirits attracted by countless curses.

"The ghost cut off the curse and left it behind. The supernatural nature of the ghost blood invalidates the curse, and naturally the curse can also be released, thus forming a closed loop. ”

Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed with a hint of realization, and finally shook his head vigorously, giving up this terrible thought: "The curse is a sharp weapon to kill people with a knife, but this will make the ghost take the initiative to walk out of the supernatural land and break into reality." The stability of the country will be shattered because of my recklessness, which will kill many people. ”

"The pool of blood is here, it won't move. If one day I need this kind of means, it means that my situation is already dangerous, and I would rather die together than let someone go, then take these curses away when the time comes. ”

As time passed, it grew dark.

The blood pool has not reacted to his actions, and the wind has been calm.

Five hours later, it was completely dark.

In the dark.

Liang Xingyang has undergone countless blood exchanges, and the monotonous and repetitive process has made his eyes hollow and numb.

At some point.

His eyes lit up suddenly, and he found the sticky black blood at the bottom of the blood pool, and successfully collected it into the ghost heart.

The next moment.

His wrist was dripping with blood, and a wisp of viscous blackened blood dripped to the ground, squirming as if it were alive, and automatically formed a crooked black-red handwriting: Continue our trade, appear...

Condensing a sentence of blood did not seem to be enough, and the wrist continued to drip viscous blood, enough for the request he made: continue our trade, appear in front of me.

This is a tricky approach, he wants to inherit the transaction quota between him and the ghost cupboard, and he doesn't want to interrupt the transaction and start raising the quota again.

Liang Xingyang wrote his own requirements and waited for the deal to be completed.

The blood on the wrist stopped.

The unthinkable happened.

An old wooden cupboard quietly appeared beside him, and remained quietly in place, without any movement.

Liang Xingyang's silver reflective pupils reflected the shadow of the ghost cupboard.

It was an old cabinet, stripped of paint, revealing the color of the wood underneath, dim and old.

The depths of this broken cupboard were clear at a glance, empty, and there was no supernatural power to obscure the darkness from view.

The demon blood invalidates the curse, and the ghost cabinet is completely ruined.

No.

He noticed that the handwriting on the floor had estrangely vanished, and the viscous blackened blood had somehow escaped onto the broken cupboard, staining the wooden plank the size of a fingernail red.

Right now.

A dim darkness resurfaced in the depths of the ghost cupboard, and two dim and illusory eyes flashed by, and those eyes were full of malice and resentment, glaring at Liang Xingyang outside.

Liang Xingyang didn't care, relying on clues to continue to analyze, thinking in his heart: "The ghost cabinet is a curse, the cabinet is the carrier, and the curse is generally presented in the form of a cabinet." The ghost cabinet passed the trading rules, and after meeting my requirements, I could restore the supernatural power of that share. ”

"The more difficult my request is, the faster the ghost cabinet will recover, and it may even be possible to consume the restored transaction quota and put forward conditions to me."

The next second.

A piece of scarlet blood oozed from his palm, and he walked over, reached out and wiped the blood on the wooden board of the ghost cupboard, and withdrew the amount of the ghost cupboard.

The darkness in the depths of this broken cupboard dissipated, the eyes of resentment crumbled, and the ghost cupboard became an ordinary cupboard again.

The curse is re-ineffected, leaving only the carrier.

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