After restraining the lord of the manor with a coffin nail.

Soon.

He went to the third floor, entered a room, and closed the door.

There were no lights on in the room, so the light was dim.

But he noticed that the darkness around him was getting thicker, and the room was getting darker.

The darkness becomes deep, and it seems to be connected to an unknown place.

"Woo~"

In the closed room, a cold wind suddenly blew.

Liang Xingyang's face was expressionless, standing in place and waiting.

After a while, he felt someone more in the darkness. Although you can't see it, you can feel the presence of the other person.

"Hello, I'm Anna." A voice came from the darkness.

Liang Xingyang said: "There is no need to waste time, tell the information, I will judge the value of it, and see if I can trade the complete manor master." ”

The initiative is in his hands, even if he regrets it halfway, the other party can only passively accept it, and nothing can be done.

Anna seems to have made up her mind, and in order to save the life of the lord of the manor, she decisively betrayed the King's organization: "Xiao Yang's disappearance is just a bait, and Whitewater Town is actually a trap!" ”

"Go on." Liang Xingyang calmed down.

"There is a king who has led a team to infiltrate your country, and they intend to use the information about the disappearance of the city leader as a bait to lure your captain to investigate, and then kill them." Anna said quickly.

Liang Xingyang's face remained unchanged, he didn't care about the life or death of the captain of the headquarters, he just wanted to know if Baishui Town was the bureau that the king had set up specifically for Yang Jian.

"Probably not, as far as I know, you still have a few traps there. Some were stationed with a few ghost handlers, while others were stationed with several kings. Anna showed sincerity and took the initiative to tell the information she had heard without reservation.

"It's a good idea, if you can get lucky and defeat a captain, the Kings organization will make a lot of money." Liang Xingyang sneered in his heart, and the worry in his heart was also reduced at this moment.

Yang Jian would never be so unlucky, he just happened to encounter the trap of several captains stationed.

Anna took a deep breath and asked worriedly, "Mr. Liang, I have told you all the information I know, can you redeem my father." ”

"You were clever not to bring the ghost ship's nautical charts. If it weren't, I might have snatched it up. ”

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and his silver reflective pupils reflected Anna's shadow.

This is the gap between reality and the supernatural, and the ghost with the strength of five ghost eyes can get through this place. And in the darkness it was not only him and Anna, but also a few ghosts wandering in the darkness farther away.

The room was cut off from perception, so they didn't get approached by the ghosts during their conversation.

Anna was silent for a moment.

"I'll find another secret room! I can let you redeem the lord of the manor with nautical charts and information, but his black cane won't give it to you. Liang Xingyang said.

"Okay, I trust you." Anna muttered.

It's an adventure.

But Anna can't help it, with the disappearance of the manor owner, there are already many ghost handlers secretly watching her business, tacitly wanting to divide up the manor owner's legacy.

She is an ordinary person who can't protect the inheritance in her hand, and she can't protect her own life. A private deal is an opportunity, and even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, she must do her best to fight for it.

Soon.

Liang Xingyang exited the room and found a new secret room.

Obeying the rules of the trade, he obtained the nautical chart of the ghost ship.

After a while.

He paused, as if realizing something, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face: "I seem to have a problem?" When it comes to trading, there seems to be only one possibility. The ghost cabinet has had an effect on me, making me instinctively follow the rules of the trade. ”

Every time he trades with the ghost cupboard, the amount of the transaction released turns into an entangled curse, which will have a subtle impact on his consciousness, even if he reuses the ghost blood to wash away the curse, the subtle influence cannot be eradicated.

"There is a price to pay for using supernatural powers, and the price of being difficult to detect is even more terrifying." He groaned, and now it was too late to regret it. Looking down at the old yellowed nautical chart, he just glanced at it and put it away.

The Ark project was postponed, the ghost ship did not appear in reality, the nautical charts could not be predicted in advance, and no special markings appeared.

Liang Xingyang walked downstairs, sat on the sofa in the hall, took out the satellite positioning phone that was placed aside and began to contact Yang Jian.

After a while.

"Can't be contacted?"

Unless you fall into a ghost or a supernatural place, the satellite phone invented by Wang Xiaoming can be dialed and established a contact channel with another satellite positioning phone.

"Looks like we're going to have to make another trip to Whitewater."

Liang Xingyang's face darkened, and he had a bad guess in his heart.

But battles between top ghost riders tend to end in a matter of minutes, and it's too late for him to come to his rescue.

……

Baishui Town, Dashan City.

The town was silent in the rain, and the light was eerily dim.

It was filled with damp and chilly moisture, and three days of torrential rain had wet every corner of Whitewater.

"Pedal Pedal ~"

In the midst of the rainstorm, Yang Jian walked on the empty streets, and found that this place was no different from five days ago, after the survivors were rescued, except for the corpses that were completely transformed into ghost slaves, only the wandering ghosts remained.

"I hate rainy days."

Yang Jian dried his wet body with the fire, opened his ghost eyes, and looked at the layers of dark clouds in the sky with dissatisfaction.

In the next second, a rich red light diffused, dispelling all the dark clouds.

Although the torrential rain had stopped, the streets were still covered with standing water, and a certain chill still enveloped the entire town of Whitewater.

Unless it's dried over a fire, this would have the potential to set the town on fire and destroy it.

Yang Jian pondered: "My movement is deliberately too big, if Xiao Yang is still alive, he should take the initiative to come to me." If it rains heavily again later, it can basically be determined that Xiao Yang's ghost has recovered. ”

While he was still thinking about how to recover the lost paranormal item, a feeling of being snooped on suddenly appeared.

The flesh at the back of the head tore a hole, and scarlet ghost eyes popped out, looking restlessly.

"Foreign Ghost Rider!"

The ghost eye's gaze came back, and he found a blonde man hiding in the distance and snooping on him, and Yang Jian's eyes immediately burst out with murderous intent.

However, before he could act, an abrupt voice rang out.

"Yang Jian, this is a trap, hurry up!"

Yang Jian turned his head to look and saw a familiar person.

Xiao Yang, wearing a transparent raincoat and a crystal necklace around his neck, stepped on the splashing water, and ran desperately in his direction, shouting to warn him.

Just the next moment.

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and a rusty iron hook struck from the direction of his back, Xiao Yang's figure disappeared like an afterimage, although the iron hook instantly pierced through the afterimage, but it fell into the air.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, and while staring at the iron hook, the ghost's gaze also found the reflection of Xiao Yang in the water.

But the next moment.

The blue sky was stained with rust, the asphalt pavement had been reduced to hard iron plates, and the air was filled with a strong rancid, damp rust foul smell, as if in prison.

Ghost eyes emerge and lock onto a stocky foreign man on the roof.

The man was about forty or fifty years old, dressed in a black and white striped prison uniform, as if he were a prison inmate, with a stubble on his face, a short body that looked very powerful, and a chain attached to an iron hook in his hand.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes were issuing a strong warning, making him immediately clear about his situation: "Not only this one, but also people." ”

Then, a thick fog drifted in, accompanied by a strange and ethereal piano music in the fog, and after the fog cleared, the old piano appeared on the road.

At the same time, four more strange figures appeared on the roof.

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