An eerie wooden door slowly opened, and whispers came from the pitch black darkness, as if someone was communicating inside.

Sun Rui looked at the door on the wall vigilantly, if a ghost ran out of the darkness, he could always strike back the ghost behind the door.

But after a while, the red light seeping through the darkness became more and more intense.

Sun Rui's eyes flickered, and two familiar figures appeared in front of him, which were Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian.

At this time, Liang Wensong's voice came from the darkness: "I am waiting for your good news at the post office." ”

The wooden door slowly closes, and the darkness disappears.

Liang Xingyang saw Sun Rui's confused face, and explained: "It just so happens that I also have some needs for traditional Chinese medicine, so it's good to replenish the goods, and then help him buy one." ”

Sun Rui nodded abruptly.

Yang Jian said curiously: "Don't waste time, you take us to see this Chinese medicine shop." ”

There is still medicine for human diseases, but what about ghost diseases.

When he was in the ghost street of Taiping Ancient Town, he got information from Liang Xingyang about the resuscitation effect of traditional Chinese medicine packs on suppressing ghosts.

Yang Jian came up with the idea of meeting this old man who survived the Republic of China period, and he had a lot of doubts in his heart that needed to be answered, and it was best to find the reason for the appearance of ghosts in this world from the other party's mouth.

Even if there are no answers, they can be enlightening.

I happened to meet it today, and I happened to come over for a trip.

Sun Rui limped ahead to lead the way, and after walking out of this alley, he walked towards the Chinese medicine shop again.

"What are you doing again?"

Xiao Ru stood at the door, looking at Sun Rui who came impatiently, but after seeing the person next to the other party, her expression couldn't help but change: "Liang Xingyang." ”

Sister Hong smiled and shouted inside: "Old man, there are distinguished guests coming to the door today, and I haven't come out to see these promising offspring yet." ”

A small voice sounded in the dim Chinese medicine shop, and an old man with a wrinkled face walked out slowly on crutches.

The three of them came to the door of the Chinese medicine shop.

Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian were also surprised: "Sister Hong? What a coincidence. ”

"Those who come are guests, come in and sit."

A slight smile appeared on the old man's old face, and a breath of vitality poured out of the rotten dead air all over his body.

Everyone walked into the Chinese medicine shop.

"The black Taishi chair in the ancient mansion of Zhangdong."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, opened the ghost eyes, looked at the furnishings inside, and found a black chair.

After Liang Xingyang took his seat, he got straight to the point and said, "I want to buy a few packs of Chinese medicine." ”

There was no surprise on the old man's face, and he took the initiative to ask: "How many packs do you want?" ”

"Master!" Xiao Ru opened her mouth at this time, wanting to stop the old man's selfless dedication, but the old man stretched out his hand to stop him.

"The revival of ghosts is a disease, and if there is a disease, it must be cured."

The old man's voice revealed a kind of firmness.

He lived a long time, and he survived six teammates to death, even Qin Lao, who was younger than him, couldn't compare to him.

Qin Lao is now voluntarily sealed in the golden statue, saving his last breath for the headquarters, and his life and death are unknown.

He provided the ghost riders with special Chinese medicine to relieve the resurgence of the ghosts for free, just to see the hope of solving the source of the supernatural while he was still alive, which was also his obsession to support and refuse to die.

"Yang Jian and I once went to the ghost street in Taiping Ancient Town and found a coffin shop that was still open." Liang Xingyang's expression moved, and his words meant something, but he was also embarrassed to take other people's things empty-handed, and took out a stack of colorful ghost money from his arms, "I have fifty yuan in my hand, I can exchange some medicine." ”

With the passing of the old people in the Republic of China, special Chinese medicine will sooner or later be like ghost money and substitute for the dead doll, no longer in circulation, so it will not go wrong to reserve more as soon as possible.

The loose skin on the old man's face stretched, his shrugged eyelids also raised, and he glanced at Liang Xingyang deeply: "If you have money to buy a coffin, who wants to rob the coffin shop." I have met a descendant named Li Leping, and I am very glad that my medicine can help him. ”

"Xiaoru, you go and get ten packets of medicine. No, take four more packs, and the other two juniors will come to visit, and they can't do without a meeting gift. ”

"Just keep the eighteen yuan, and you can take the rest back."

The old man knew the price of a coffin, and this time he did not refuse the transaction, but asked for only the eighteen yuan he needed.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and seeing the old man's decisive attitude, he took out a few pieces of ghost money and handed them over.

Xiao Ru's eyes moved, pursed her lips, and finally turned around and took out a full fourteen yellow paper packets from the medicinal herb box next to her.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he felt a strong supernatural aura from inside, staring at the Taishi chair where the old man was sitting: "My name is Yang Jian, I have seen this kind of black chair in an old forest house, there was an old man's body sitting on it at that time, and we buried him for him." ”

The old man sighed, "Yes, then I have to thank you for him." The strength of you descendants is very extraordinary, just like us at the beginning, we are the most promising group of people. ”

Yang Jian said seriously: "You really know him......"

Just as the two were chatting,

Sister Hong stood at the door, waved her hand lightly, and said, "Liang Xingyang, you come out." ”

Sun Rui's eyes moved on the side, and when he saw that Liang Xingyang was only frowning slightly, he didn't immediately leave the seat and follow Sister Hong out of the Chinese medicine shop, so he didn't pay attention anymore.

He felt that he had inadvertently come into contact with some secrets of the supernatural circle today, and listening to the old man tell the story of that time, he was in a state of excitement, and it was difficult to distract him.

"Kings are easy to liquidate, but the huge ghost ships are not easy to solve. When necessary, Sister Hong should be asked to bury the ghost ship and completely solve the so-called Ark Project. Liang Xingyang thought about it, but decided to walk out of the Chinese medicine shop and follow him over.

When looking at problems, we must grasp the main contradictions.

In the Ark Project, the ghost ship is undoubtedly the main problem.

As long as the ghost ship is solved, the kings in the current unfashionable king organization can hunt one by one through the ghost cupboard.

Outside the door of the Chinese medicine shop.

"You're here."

Sister Hong stood here under a dim street lamp, the hazy light reflected the amorous posture, she never moved, quietly waiting for the arrival, the evening breeze hit, blowing the long black hair.

Liang Xingyang's face was calm, and after approaching unhurriedly, he stopped and waited quietly for her next step.

"Have you always been so reserved?" Sister Hong smiled slightly.

Liang Xingyang had some guesses in his heart: "You are a person who lives out of the second life, and you are involved in the old things of the Republic of China, and the risk of meddling is too great." ”

Sister Hong was a little surprised, and looked at him fixedly: "You see it?" ”

"I need to take a supernatural bus to a place, and in Liu Qingqing's memory, only you have the ability to drive the bus, you have to help me!"

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and he said thoughtfully: "Yes, but if you want one condition for another, I will help you, and you will also help me?" ”

Sister Hong smiled: "Deal? These words make me think of the power of a cupboard. What are your conditions? Don't be too hard, you know, I'm not Zhang Youhong. ”

Liang Xingyang said without hesitation: "Help me bury the ghost ship!" ”

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