The three of them continued to walk along the street, and the further they went, the more shops closed, and even many of them had collapsed roofs because they had been abandoned for a long time, and it was common for the doors to be covered with thick dust.

The lieutenant stretched out his hand and gestured: Why are there so many corpses on the street?

Some stiff, cold corpses lay on the pavement in various positions, and only at a distance could see another corpse.

Liang Xingyang explained briefly, stretched out his hand and waved, the ghost necklace began to flicker, and the supernatural power of the deceitful ghost erased the corpses of these dummies.

The lieutenant gestured with a look of surprise: it can still be operated like this.

"This method can only be used once, and now the stalls that lack capital are gone, and I don't know if they can continue to operate."

As Yang Jian spoke, the scarlet ghost looked across the street.

The street stalls are almost all gone, which also means that the dummy's mission has been completed, and the last remaining dummies are running towards them.

It's just that the dummy was halfway through the run, and suddenly fell to the ground, and a pile of colorful banknotes in his hand also fell to the ground, and at the same time, a dark red half-brick fell from his arms.

Liang Xingyang walked over and picked up the ghost money and bricks.

He carefully counted the wad of ghost money in his hand, a total of sixty yuan.

Most of them were three-dollar bills, a few were four-dollar notes, but none of them were seven-dollar, perhaps because the items on the stalls were of little value.

His attention quickly shifted from this pile of ghost money to the half of the bricks, which exuded a cold atmosphere, as if they had been soaked in blood, and there were dried blood stains on them, as if they had been killed by someone, and they were a little heavy in their hands, obviously a prop that had been infected by the supernatural.

Some real-life items have been in contact with ghosts for a long time, and they are easily contaminated with supernatural aura, and even have a little supernatural ability of ghosts.

According to the 'mission' in the dummy's memory, the last dummy robbed this supernatural prop from the stall after collecting the ghost money, and invisibly paid the price and was killed by an inexplicable curse.

The thirty yuan in Liang Xingyang's hand was given to Yang Jian, and the stagnant water flowed out of his feet, and the reflection of the stagnant water reflected the picture, and a cold cloaked female corpse swam from the water, stretched out his hand to take the half of the brick, and sank into the depths of the lake.

"It's almost time for today, it's time for us to leave."

Yang Jian collected thirty yuan, looked at the gold watch on his wrist, and saw that there were only ten minutes left until 6 o'clock in the afternoon.

"The coffin shop can only come again next time."

Liang Xingyang was a little regretful, but he didn't insist on going deeper, and took them back towards the entrance of the street.

As long as you follow the entrance you came from, you can safely leave this street that does not exist in reality.

It was only at the entrance that they met two men, a somewhat hunchbacked, about sixty years old, and a tall man with no face.

"It's been abandoned for a long time, I don't know how you got in, so let's leave quickly."

The one-eyed old man stared at them with his blind eye, white and weird, and turned slightly, with an inexplicable horror.

Liang Xingyang didn't speak, and they were originally going to leave the street.

The group walked against the street for a while, and the light around them suddenly became a little brighter, and they saw the new modern street lamps installed in the town.

They returned to the old neighborhood of Taiping Ancient Town.

"Hou Sheng, are you interested in going to the ancestral hall with me to sit down?" The one-eyed old man was the first to break the silence and took the initiative to speak.

The Faceless Man just stayed quietly beside the one-eyed old man, not making any movements.

Liang Xingyang said lightly: "I'm not interested in the ancestral hall, I know, you want to get He Yin'er's body back!" ”

The one-eyed old man frowned, and after a while, he said, "You know a lot of things, and you must also understand that Yin'er is one of the captains of your headquarters. She died in the ghost lake, but I can bring her back to life. The resurrection of silver is also good for your headquarters. ”

"I think you're a little mistaken! I'm not from headquarters. It doesn't make any sense to me whether there's one more captain or one less captain at headquarters. Liang Xingyang said.

The one-eyed old man's expression was a little stunned, he didn't expect that this young man was not affiliated with the headquarters, and he was not an organization with He Yin'er, so I am afraid that some feelings would not be discussed.

Liang Xingyang said frankly: "I have heard of the spiritualists in Taiping Ancient Town, and He Yin'er's body is indeed in my hands. It's just that if you want to get the body back, you have to exchange it for something. ”

After he released Shen Lin, He Yin'er's body sank into the lake again. He was also very sure that He Liansheng would not give up salvaging He Yin'er, and he was mentally prepared to deal with it.

The one-eyed old man's brows furrowed even deeper: "I didn't expect that there were still legends of our spiritualists outside. What do you want? ”

"Spiritualism." Liang Xingyang said with a gleam in his eyes.

"You even know this?" The one-eyed old man's face immediately became solemn, "The production process of the soul incense is very special, and each soul incense represents the time when the ghost tamer has a stick of incense before his death. But after a lot of incense is made, it will be taken away by them, so there is not much incense handed down from the ancestral hall, you should report the name first. ”

"Zhang Dong, Li Qingzhi, Meng Xiaodong, Luo Qian."

After thinking for a while, Liang Xingyang reported the names of several known people, Zhang Youhong's soul incense was in Sister Hong's hands, and the hiding place of Luo Wensong's soul incense was known by Liang Wensong, the old man in the Chinese medicine shop was still alive and well, and the range of choices that the seven elders of the Republic of China could choose was suddenly narrowed to four.

"Huh!" The one-eyed old man sneered, "Your eyes are very vicious, even the older generation understands it." It's a pity that you are doomed to be disappointed, and the ancestral hall did not keep their incense. ”

Liang Xingyang frowned, and did not give up on reporting the names of two more people: "Tang Yerong of Yin Yang Street, Qin Lao of the headquarters." ”

"No, not at all. I can only tell you that Tang Yerong made the soul incense from me, but he took it away, and even I don't know where it was hidden. The one-eyed old man said in a deep voice.

Yang Jian and Gao Wei watched silently from the side, and because they didn't understand the situation, they could only say nothing.

But the faceless man couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gesture, and write a line of handwriting: Shall we go back?

In his opinion, Liang Xingyang's requirements were too high, and the one-eyed old man couldn't get He Yin'er's body back.

The one-eyed old man said, "Stop here. Soul incense is really rare, and even if you get other people's incense, there is no guarantee that the soul you summoned will help you. Let's each take a step back, and I will give you a stick of incense to ensure that the strength of the ghost rider in life will not be lower than yours. ”

Liang Xingyang didn't care about it on his face, and was thinking about another thing in his heart.

Tang Yerong took away his own soul incense, so it is very likely that he was hidden in the depths of the streets of Yinyang Street by the other party, and anyone who broke in was likely to encounter the horror of this old monster of the Republic of China head-on.

"There are real risks associated with using spiritualist incense. Since I can't find their incense, then I'll take your spiritualist incense. Don't deny it, I know you left your own incense. ”

Summoning He Liansheng through the soul incense, and then using the item medium of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China to summon the spirit, it is barely a good hole card.

When the one-eyed old man heard this, his face changed, and he hesitated a little.

He didn't understand how his incense leaked out, but the inheritance of the conjuring person still needed him to pass it on by word of mouth, and if he lost the conjuring incense, after resurrecting He Yin'er, it was equivalent to an additional variable.

Maybe through written records, he can tell He Yin'er how to become a spiritualist, and the different path that has been passed down from generation to generation. But he couldn't see the spiritualist pass it on, and he couldn't feel at ease.

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