When the conjuring incense was lit, it emitted white smoke, accompanied by a strange aroma, and these white smoke did not disperse, but became more and more intense.

The smoke was filling, and the figure of a one-eyed old man appeared.

There is no doubt that this one-eyed old man is He Liansheng, the soul conjuring man of Taiping Ancient Town.

An illusory voice rang out: "You lit my conjuring incense, say, what do you need me to do for you?" ”

He Liansheng looked at the surrounding environment, and when he saw Tang Yerong who was resurrected, a trace of consternation flashed on his face.

Liang Xingyang handed over the wooden comb and said without hesitation: "This is the relic of Zhang Youhong, the ghost master of the Republic of China, I need you to summon her soul out." ”

Among the seven elders of the Republic of China, Zhang Youhong may not be the strongest, but the supernatural means must be the most comprehensive.

The black wall ghost is blocking everything around it, and Yin Yang Street has turned from illusion into reality, and if it can't be handled, the collapse of the situation may officially start from this moment.

All this should have been handled by Yang Jian, but he became a statue.

"I'll try!"

He Linsheng straightened up, without hesitation, without hesitation, and immediately used the spirit of conjuring spirits against the wooden comb.

With a faint red light, an illusory figure with a graceful figure and a red high heel quickly emerged.

"Pedal Pedal ~"

On the other side, after the ghost solved Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang, he slowly wandered over, looking at Liang Xingyang and He Liansheng with a pair of empty and numb eyes without a trace of living feelings.

In the gray-white pupils, the seeping and terrifying gaze fell, as if ordinary people were being targeted by an incomparably terrifying ghost, and the creepy feeling hit, and the invisible petrified curse fell through the air.

Liang Xingyang reacted quickly, tilting his head and not looking at each other.

However, the skin still appeared a rich layer of lime gray, and all the joints of the limbs and joints of the whole body became paralyzed and stiff, as if there were countless gray-white eyes wrapped around the body.

Not only is the spirit in his body suppressed, but the curse is also rapidly petrifying his body.

"Puff puff ......"

The demon's heart beat faster and faster, sending him a violent warning, and the scarlet blood in his body accelerated, taking away the terrible curse continuously.

The rich lime is fading.

But He Liansheng's condition was not very good, under the strong supernatural interference of the curse, the white smoke emitted by the conjuring incense was becoming thinner and scattered.

He Liansheng's illusory figure shook involuntarily, the spirit of the spirit in his hand was temporarily interrupted, and his body in the smoke became blurred, and even the faint red light on the side was dimmed.

The bewitching woman in the red light did not come out, but gradually dissolved into nothingness.

He Liansheng said in a deep voice: "I'm going to disappear." ”

As an old spiritualist in Taiping Ancient Town, he has been trying his best to maintain the spirituality of the spirituality. If the scene is replaced by a new spiritualist He Yin'er to operate, the spiritualism has already failed under the powerful supernatural interference.

"Haven't lost yet!"

Liang Xingyang took a deep breath, quickly took out a slender red candle, and blew into the wick.

Call.

The candles were lit.

The eerie candlelight flickered in the dim environment, reflecting on his expressionless face, revealing a strange strangeness.

"A candle that can isolate the killing laws of the ghosts, I hope it can help us tide over the difficulties."

Suddenly, Liang Xingyang felt that the candlelight was a little dazzling, as if it was smoked, and couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hand.

The eerie candlelight reflected on the terrifying old man's face, and the old man's eyes didn't seem to be able to adapt, and he turned his head stiffly.

"It works!"

Liang Xingyang couldn't help but get excited in his heart, and his palm tightly pinched the slender candle.

However, the scarlet flames began to swell in an unreasonable way, and then began to burn violently, at a very fast rate.

The candles, which had not been used, began to diminish at a rate visible to the naked eye, rapidly burning in half.

This represents a terrible signal, erasing the killing law of the ghost in front of him, and the consumption of candles is terrifying.

Maybe the burning speed is calculated in terms of the horror of the ghosts, but this is enough to be incredible.

But lit candles do work really well.

The old man stood motionless at first, then slowly turned around, and some kind of killing pattern against them seemed to be erased, and the ghost wandered away in the other direction.

He Liansheng came back to his senses, glanced at Liang Xingyang deeply, and immediately tried his best to use the spirit of conjuring.

Soon.

With the faint red light gradually thickening, Zhang Youhong, who was seven or eight points similar to Sister Hong, with a beautiful face with a smile, slowly walked out of the red light.

Zhang Youhong, who came out of the conjuring spirit, turned his head to look at Tang Yerong who was recovering from the ghost at this moment, and there was a surprised expression on his almost perfect face.

Liang Xingyang looked at Zhang Youhong slightly, and hurriedly said, "Help me solve this ghost!" Otherwise, Yinyang Street will be located in Dajing City, and the domestic situation will be over. ”

"It's you, Liang Xingyang and the old spiritualist of Taiping Ancient Town." Zhang Youhong was not in a hurry, and sighed quietly, "I owe favors, and I won't live in peace if I die." He Liansheng, I will help you this time, and I will also repay the favor of Taiping Ancient Town. ”

He Liansheng sighed, this is the price that must be paid, before sending out his soul conjuring incense, he was mentally prepared.

The revenant souls have their own thoughts, and if the summoned revenants don't want to. If you help the spiritualist, then the spiritualist has nothing to do.

If they are forced to do so, some of the souls may not pay attention to them, and they may even be attacked when they encounter some radicals.

In order to get back He Yin'er's body, Taiping Ancient Town paid a little too much.

Liang Xingyang said a little anxiously: "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Don't underestimate Tang Yerong, it's very difficult to deal with."

Zhang Youhong narrowed her eyes.

The next moment, she showed her fierce intent.

Moment.

A few puppets appeared beside her, changing each other's appearances and dressing up their bodies in pairs, and several figures gradually appeared.

Luo Qian, whose eyes were dark and had no pupils, was covered in mud, and exuded a rotten aura. Carrying a basket, Meng Xiaodong is like a village woman. Wearing a black robe, Luo Wensong, who was lifeless, and Li Qingzhi, who was tall and burly.

The four of them lined up and walked towards Tang Yerong, who was resurrected.

Tang Yerong's corpse paused, his head turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and he suddenly stared at the four attacking puppeteers.

Immediately, the four puppeteers made a move, and the terrifying spirits of the same Republic of China period suddenly came.

The figure of the old man seemed to have been erased, slightly dimmed, as if he had been replaced, and a vague and strange old woman appeared beside him.

Then a tall, burly figure loomed, covered in a pitch-black shadow like ink, snatching control of the body and the supernatural.

The surrounding light dimmed, like a lamp suddenly went out, and the creaking sound of doors opening in all directions in the darkness was heard, and dozens of mortal curses struck.

An old grave appeared at his feet, and the earth of the grave flooded the old man's mouth and eyebrows, and quickly swallowed it up.

The four strange puppeteers tried their best, and with the appearance of many supernatural phenomena, the surroundings fell into a dead silence, and there was no more movement.

In less than ten seconds, the original location was left with a pile of new and lonely graves.

Liang Xingyang stared at the grave in shock and confusion.

Although every puppet only has sixty percent of the supernatural power in his life, Tang Yerong, who was resurrected by a powerful ghost, was actually powerless in the hands of the seven elders of the Republic of China, and was easily buried in the grave, he was a little incredible.

But the strange thing is that Zhang Youhong did not stop attacking, and strange puppets were still emerging around him.

Three minutes later.

Liang Xingyang saw an incredible scene.

The blackened, filthy soil gradually diffused with a rich layer of lime gray, and the handfuls of grave soil were petrified, turning from a new grave into a stone grave.

A lifeless old man in a black vest stiffened out of the stone tomb.

But the next second.

Four more puppeteers walked by, and there was no doubt that there was a new one next to the stone tomb.

He Liansheng said: "I only have time for a stick of incense. Zhang Youhong, there is less time left for you, what means are there to use quickly. ”

Zhang Youhong glanced at him coldly: "The top ghost master of the same period, do you think it is so easy to deal with?" ”

The meaning of this sentence is certainly not to refer to the top ghost riders of modern times, but to refer to the Republic of China period. Basically, the ghost riders who have reached the top level have no weaknesses in the supernatural face. It's easy to beat, but it's basically impossible to imprison.

"Help you solve Tang Yerong, but if you invade the spiritual land of reality, I can't do anything." After observing the black walls around her, Zhang Youhong immediately came up with a solution.

The next moment.

Another row of puppeteers appeared, ignoring the new graves that were gradually petrified, and instead walked towards a black wall.

The sound of crowds of people sounded in the silent aisle, and the puppeteer team understood, and they all reached out to knock down the black walls one by one, and forced a passage.

At this time.

The terrifying old man slowly walked out of the stone tomb again.

However, he was immediately surrounded by tall and burly puppeteers, covered with black shadows, holding Tang Yerong's corpse hostage with huge strength, and left towards the opened passage.

Liang Xingyang asked, "Where do you want to take this ghost?" ”

Yin Yang Street is located in reality, it is always a big problem, if even Zhang Youhong can't solve it, then he can't think of any other way to deal with this matter.

Zhang Youhong smiled: "I can't imprison this ghost, but it doesn't mean that others can't do it, I will send it to the ancient mansion." ”

"By the way, this knife is for you."

The carving knife in Tang Yerong's hand was taken away by the puppeteer and thrown to Liang Xingyang.

Liang Xingyang dodged sideways, he didn't dare to be hurt by this knife in the slightest.

"As for how to solve Yin Yang Street!"

Zhang Youhong glanced at He Liansheng with a smile, didn't say anything, swayed her waist, red high heels stepped on the old and moldy black wall, and the bright cheongsam gradually faded away.

In the smoke, He Liansheng was expressionless, looked at Liang Xingyang quietly, and did not speak.

The conjuring incense had already burned more than half, and his existence was running out.

“……”

Liang Xingyang frowned, thinking about the mystery left by Zhang Youhong.

Suddenly.

He thought of something.

He Liansheng just recruited Zhang Youhong's soul according to his own will.

But within the time of this incense, he can actually summon the soul of another person, or even more souls.

This is the true purpose of the conjuring incense of the spiritualist!

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