The next day. Dachang City sales hall.

"Although the war is over, Cao Yanhua can't solve the remaining messes." Liang Xingyang sat on the sofa, his body was shrouded in a rich and cold atmosphere, and the temperature around him dropped by a few degrees.

"If I need to deal with everything, big and small, then I don't have to be tired to death?" Yang Jian shook his head slightly,

"Everyone knows that the balance between the supernatural and the ghost rider has been upset. It is simply difficult for the ghost rider to keep up with the speed of the supernatural recovery and return to the previous relatively balanced state. One step at a time, one step at a time, unless there is a sudden explosion in the number of ghost riders. Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, hesitated, but did not speak.

He could put the lid on temporarily, but it was completely meaningless, there was no need for pasters in this era. And he had been worried about whether Qin Lao would return one day in the future after he left as the new captain in the ghost ship.

As a natural ghost handler, Qin Lao must be a powerful ghost with the wisdom of a living person after his recovery. Coupled with the ability to talk to your future self and anticipate danger, the damage caused is by no means comparable to that of the previous captain.

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"When Elder Qin returns in the ghost ship, I am afraid that the supernatural era is about to come to the most cruel and dangerous period. It will be a historical juncture, and it will also be the dividing line that determines life or death. Liang Xingyang pondered, and speculated in his heart: "If it fails, the ghost will recover, and the world will be like a prison." If it succeeds, there is hope that the supernatural era will end once and for all. Yang Jian said suddenly: "I asked Liu Xiaoyu to check, noon is actually not twelve o'clock, and a time area '11 noon to 1 pm'." In other words, the ghost that is eyeing Cao Yang may come here at any time. Liang Xingyang came back to his senses and immediately stood up.

First, he used the ghost to check the surrounding environment, and after finding that there was no abnormality, he slowly lowered his heart and sat back on the sofa.

Then he looked down at his gold watch, on which the time was eleven o'clock.

"Do you have any information about the ghost merchant?" The cold stagnant water flowed from the feet of the poplars, and he took out the wet spear from the stagnant water, and he was also preparing in advance.

Once the ghost targeting Cao Yang appears, he will immediately use the coffin nail to restrain him. Normally, there are very few ghosts that can't be nailed by coffin nails, and they shouldn't be so unlucky to run into them.

Liang Xingyang recalled his memory, and his face changed: "The ghost merchant is a powerful ghost who recovered from the top ghost riders during the Republic of China, once the confrontation starts, the Guanjiang community will be very dangerous, and if the restriction fails, it may kill the ordinary people inside." ”

"We have to change places and go to Ghost Lake!" Without hesitation, he grabbed Yang Jian's hand, and the two jumped directly into the cold stagnant water and went to the supernatural place of Taiping Ancient Town: Ghost Lake.

The lake was pitch black, and you couldn't see what was underneath. From time to time, there is a sound of rattling, and the water ripples, but the lake does not look like real water, as if it is condensed into a ball of cold air, which is very special.

A thin mist drifted, and two more hazy figures suddenly appeared in the mist. Yang Jian stepped on the surface of the lake and said, "This is a supernatural place, are you sure that the ghost who is eyeing Cao Yang has the ability to find here?" "This is a ghost lake, without the support of boats, the ghost will sink the moment he comes here, and his body will be eroded by the lake, and the supernatural will be suppressed until he loses his ability to move and is crushed to the bottom of the lake and does not see the light of day.

"If the ghost merchant can't even reach the ghost lake, it's a good thing for us." Liang Xingyang said casually.

Yang Jian nodded thoughtfully. The ghost lake has suppressed too many ghosts, and now it can only suppress ghosts that are not very terrifying, and if they exceed a certain boundary, the lake will be as flat as the ground.

The two stepped on the surface of the lake and waited for half an hour. Rice dumplings

"Send the water ghost out, the ghost merchant is coming." Liang Xingyang seemed to know something, and then said.

The other self in his body replaced Xiong Wenwen's spirit boy ghost, helping him predict the danger in advance.

Yang Jian dispatched a thousand water ghosts and asked, "How long is it?" ”

"It's already here." Liang Xingyang said in a low voice. Call! The wind is blowing. A cool breeze suddenly blew on the surface of the lake, and a thin mist was blown away, revealing a pitch-black passageway.

Some unknown supernatural phenomenon is emerging, interfering with the environment of the ghost lake, and some traces are also exposed.

Bang la blah. The lake was splashing, ripples were rippling in the distance, and something seemed to be approaching in the passage, and it was approaching very quickly.

"A ghost who can't be sunk in a lake." Yang Jian's heart sank, and he immediately opened his ghost eyes, and looked towards the rippling top, the red light was permeated, and under the snooping of the strange eyes everywhere, he did not find the figure of the ghost.

"Ding ding~" Before the ghost appeared, a strange bell suddenly echoed on the silent lake. The voice is very crisp, and it can be heard very clearly from afar.

This time. On the road that was blown away by the fog, a strange man came out. The man was dressed in gray-blue cloth, and his brown skin was clinging to his bones, like a corpse that had been withered for a long time.

The man also carried a flat pole on his shoulder, and at both ends hung a boxy heavy wooden box, and the wind chimes were used as decorations for the wooden box in front of him, constantly shaking with the man's walking movements, making a crisp sound.

A seller during the Republic of China. What's even more bizarre is that the man's head is tightly wrapped in a black cloth, which covers his appearance, revealing only the outline of his facial features.

Liang Xingyang didn't wait for the ghost merchant to approach, because he knew the horror of this ghost, so he didn't hesitate to do it in advance.

A huge wave of water swept towards the ghost, trying to wet it. The female corpse waiting under the surface of the lake stretched out her white hand and grabbed the feet of the ghost.

However, the water waves did not wet the ghost, and after approaching, it suddenly disappeared strangely. Not only that, but the female corpse under the surface of the lake froze in place as if it had been suppressed by something, and then disappeared from the lake into thin air.

Liang Xingyang's eyes sharpened and found that the wooden box of the ghost had been moved away at some point, revealing the pitch-black space inside.

Suddenly. He looked up at the sky, and sure enough, it turned into darkness at some point.

The darkness is angular and angular, like a boxy lid. The supernatural land of the wooden box unknowingly invaded the ghost lake, forming a situation of counter-encirclement.

Suddenly, a whistling wind exploded in his ears. Yang Jian threw the cracked spear in his hand, and the huge sound of breaking wind had just sounded, and the coffin nail had accurately hit the body of the ghost, and after penetrating it, the huge force brought by inertia also smashed the ghost on the surface of the lake.

"It worked!" He kept his face calm, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited inside. No matter how terrifying the ghost is, as long as it is pierced by the coffin nail, it will be immediately suppressed.

But before he could rejoice, the figure nailed by the coffin unexpectedly melted into a thick darkness, and soon disappeared, disappearing from the surface of the lake.

The cracking spear fell into the lake with a thud. Liang Xingyang frowned and said, "This ghost is not ordinary. When I opened the wooden box, I didn't want to put us in it, but I didn't want to let go of the ghost lake. With such a big appetite, he is not afraid of being strangled to death. Yang Jian took the spear back, and the ghost eye found the abnormality of the sky, and at the same time, he also found that there were countless ripples on the surface of the lake out of thin air, as if there were many invisible people stepping on it, and there was a sound of falling water, and the invisible ghost was sinking into the ghost lake.

These invisible figures are all ghosts in the cargo box. What's even more weird is that the corner of the lid of the cargo box is slowly closing at the moment.

"Therefore, the real ghost is outside the cargo box, and the ghost nailed by the coffin is just a supernatural phenomenon in the wooden box."

"And now that the ghost lake is covered by the more terrifying wooden box land, the line between the two sides is blurring. If we leave by the lake that remains in reality, and when the ghost lake is fully loaded into the wooden box, we will completely lose the ghost lake. Yang Jian continued to analyze in his mind, his heart was shocked, and he had a new understanding of the ghost merchant, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

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"I'm here to restart and stop this from happening." Their attacks were all in vain, and in a short period of time, the situation began to take a turn for the worse, and if they didn't do anything to save it, even they would have to stay in this wooden box forever.

But with the restart of the entire ghost lake, he was also beating drums in his heart, and he didn't know if the ghost eye could hold it.

As soon as the words fell, Liang Xingyang had already used his ghost.