The two walked through the door.

The room was dim and quiet, with only the faint glow of a small brazier in the open space to keep the room from being completely darkened.

The faint light of the fire flickered, reflecting on the faces of the survivors, illuminating the faces of extreme fear.

As Liang Xingyang and Yang walked in silently, silent fear spread in everyone's hearts.

"Xiao Yang?"

Yang Jian opened his eyes, stared in the direction pointed by the metal compass, and saw a young man about twenty years old, with a young face full of immaturity but revealing a mature and steady temperament.

A reluctant smile squeezed out of Xiao Yang's pale face: "I am Xiao Yang, the person in charge of Dashan City. ”

Then he turned his head, his pupils dilated slightly: "You are... I remember, you are the administrator of Dachang City. ”

Liang Xingyang glanced at us: "You know us?" ”

"The S-level Red Sun Paranormal Incident in Dajing City, the S-Class Ghost Baby Superbirth Incident in the Island Country, the two are rumored to be the top ghost riders on the same level as Ye Zhen of the Spiritual Forum." The smile on Xiao Yang's face was much more sincere.

Yang Jian's expression was calm: "You have been missing in Baishui Town for too long, and your intelligence is lagging behind. ”

Today, the King Organization of the Ghost Rider website stood up and issued a denunciation, and the turmoil caused was boiling, and even the global wanted warrant came out, but Xiao Yang himself didn't know.

Xiao Yang said happily: "It should be." But here you are, and we are saved. ”

Liang Xingyang took out a crystal necklace from his pocket and said, "We are indeed here to help you, after all, there are many survivors in the town, and it is one that can save one." ”

"I'll get the survivors out first." Yang Jian was covered in a red light, illuminating the entire room.

The survivors in the room looked at Yang Jian with wide eyes and hope, hoping that this person could really help them escape from this ghost place.

"Every morning at six o'clock, there is a convergence between Whitewater and reality, and only at this point in time can the ghost snake break some kind of boundary and leave."

Xiao Yang reminded, and then hurriedly said: "The twenty or so survivors here are already living people that I tried my best to bring back. But there are still quite a few survivors in the town, but I have been eroded into the living dead by the ghost rain, and if I leave, they will be finished. ”

Yang Jian thought for a moment and withdrew the red light of the ghost eye.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean we can't."

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, took out a small mirror, and beckoned to the survivors who were cowering in the corner.

The white haze spread out and enveloped them, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

The backdrop in this mirror is this room, into which all survivors have been transferred.

Xiao Yang's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity.

"Don't waste time. Yang Jian, you use the ghost snake to collect the survivors in the town, and then we will take them out. Liang Xingyang said.

"We can only go out at six o'clock ......in the morning," Xiao Yang reminded.

Yang Jian didn't speak, the ghost eyes suddenly opened, and the scarlet light spread out at an incredible speed, enveloping the entire town.

The stagnant supernatural appeared.

Xiao Yang couldn't move, and even his consciousness briefly came to a standstill, as if the world had been suspended at this moment.

But before his eyes, an incredible scene appeared.

One survivor after another in the town was relocated by the ghosts and began to appear in the room out of thin air, and soon the room was filled with people.

These were the living people who had not yet been eroded by the ghost rain, and the wandering living dead had been transferred to the corridors outside the rooms, and all the corridors on the four floors were instantly filled with people.

The next moment, the red light flashed away.

Xiao Yang found that he could blink, and suddenly found that Yang Jian looked calm after using the supernatural power, and there was no trace of the revival of the ghost from him, as if he was not burdened at all.

The survivors who were transferred here from various places by the ghosts began to resume their operations, but before they could react, they were transferred into the mirror by Liang Xingyang.

Liang Xingyang threw the ghost necklace to Xiao Yang, thought about it and took out a transparent raincoat from the ghost blood: "The survivors in the town are all in the mirror." The ghost necklace and the cloak of invisibility are lent to you, and you have to work hard to restore the living dead to their state. ”

Xiao Yang recovered from his confusion, subconsciously took over the two supernatural items, and after learning the abilities of the two, he instantly became more shocked than when he saw Yang Jian's ghost.

Playing with the ghosts in the palm of your hand is the strength of the top ghost master!

Especially the mediocre transparent raincoat, which is completely a terrible ghost suit sewn with two ghosts that have gone through supernatural conflicts and fallen into a dead machine, and its ability is more peculiar than that of a ghost necklace, which can be transformed at will in reality and non-existence, and its life-saving ability is very strong.

Liang Xingyang said lightly: "You stay and treat those living dead, the invisibility cloak can protect your safety when you meet a ghost, and I will send the survivors in the mirror out first." ”

As soon as the words fell, the white vague ghost disappeared in a flash, forcibly breaking through the blockade of the ghost county town and leaving Baishui Town.

A minute later, Liang Xingyang reappeared in the room.

Xiao Yang was a little numb in shock at the moment, and said dumbly: "I will return these two supernatural items as soon as possible after saving people." ”

"We still have things, so don't waste time."

Yang Jian didn't delay time, turned around and walked downstairs.

Liang Xingyang stared at Xiao Yang for a while, shook his head slightly, picked up the black paper umbrella and went downstairs.

Black paper umbrella, invisibility cloak, black gauze ghost, ghost rain ghost, after the puzzle is complete, there is a terrifying S-class supernatural power.

But Xiao Yang couldn't grasp it.

To be more precise, on the road to supernatural balance, the revival of ghosts is always an unavoidable problem. The more fierce the ghost you control, the faster the ghost will recover.

Without the assistance of traditional Chinese medicine during the Republic of China, it is easy to die halfway.

Even Liang Wensong, who has become the manager of the ghost post office and has a sense of curse protection of the post office, is also very restrictive when taking the road of supernatural balance.

Liang Xingyang believes that the road of supernatural balance has come to an end, and the heterogeneous road is the creation of a new era, and the ghost dream has undoubtedly replaced the status and role of the Chinese medicine shop, supporting the heterogeneous road, but no one knows how far this road can lead.

Xiao Yang touched his head, not understanding what Liang Xingyang's eyes meant.

Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian went downstairs and walked out of the alley with a black paper umbrella.

It was rainy in Whitewater at night, and as they got deeper, an eerie building began to appear on the side of the road.

A neon sign flashes on the storefront: Stay at the hotel.

Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes and spied curiously, but Liang Xingyang was not interested.

"Three dollars for the hotel?"

When Yang Jian saw the signboard in the hotel, he immediately thought of the colorful ghost money.

Liang Xingyang said: "It is not necessarily a person who lives in a hotel, but after paying the money, there should be a guarantee of safety." If you have ghost money on you, the hotel is a great place to shelter from the elements. ”

Separated by a wall in a hotel, living with a ghost?

It's creepy to think about.

Yang Jian retracted his gaze, passed by quickly, and soon came to the front of another shop with neon lights flashing on the signboard.

Noodle.

As soon as I approached, a kind of kitchen knife chopped the cutting board, and a dull sound came.

Liang Xingyang sniffed, and instead of smelling the aroma of the noodles, it was a rotten and moldy smell entrained in the wet and cold water vapor.

He guessed that even when this noodle restaurant was in normal business, it was not entertaining living people, but trying to make money on ghosts.

"Let's go, the store is weird everywhere, and the asking price is high, so you can't enter." Yang Jian saw the sign that a bowl of noodles cost twenty yuan, and turned around without hesitation.

Liang Xingyang smiled, didn't speak, and left here.

Ignoring the neon-lit shops, they stepped onto the streets of Whitewater once more, going against the flow of people.

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