Mystery came, I received a letter from Superman for help

Chapter 129 Taiping Ancient Town
Back in the room, Yang Jian began to summarize the gains of the past two days.

Many things have happened in the past two days. Although many accidents happened, Yang Jian also gained a lot.

The biggest harvest is the vicious dog in the dream.

The big wolf dog that controlled Ghost Dream is now Yang Jian's strongest trump card.

Without the vicious dog, the curse of the cold female corpse on Zhang Wei, and the supernatural curse on Huang Ziya, these consciousness-like supernatural events would have become very difficult.

And the vicious dog was stored in Yang Jianbei's consciousness.

With the protection of that vicious dog, the safety of Yang Jian's body in front of the ghost has also been greatly improved.

Followed by my cousin Madoka.

Although Yang Jian hadn't fully figured out all the details about Xiao Yuan, but from the aspect that she could see Li Gui's curse, she was already worthy of Yang Xiaotian's description of "big killer".

Moreover, Yang Jian also had a feeling that his cousin Xiaoyuan's ability was definitely more than that simple.

Just like the rusty butcher knife in her hand, Yang Jian borrowed it to look at it a few times, it was no different from an ordinary iron blade knife, and because of the serious rust, that knife was not as sharp as an ordinary knife .

But in Madoka's hands, that butcher's knife could even remove the curse of Li Gui, it was a horrible mess.

And the raincoat on her body, Yang Jian had touched it before, it was an ordinary cheap plastic raincoat, but when Xiaoyuan took off the raincoat, it would rain, it was extremely weird.

These are supernatural items that Yang Jian has never seen before.

Although Yang Jian couldn't understand the supernatural power of these things, it didn't prevent Xiao Yuan and Vicious Dog from forming the two most important amulets around him.

Finally, there is Huang Ziya.

Originally, Huang Ziya was just a passerby to Yang Jian.

Apart from being a good-natured woman, this woman has no other advantages, and she is a dispensable passer-by.

But in the Ping An Hotel, Huang Ziya gave Yang Jian a surprise.

First, she dared to risk herself as a bait, and then cooperated with the vicious dog in the nightmare world to carve up and control the jigsaw puzzle of cheating ghosts.

Especially the latter, that piece of the puzzle was mastered by Huang Ziya, which has a very important reference for Yang Jian.

The cheating ghost in the Ping An Hotel was something Yang Jian had ever seen. It had the scariest ghost attack, the strangest pattern of killing, and the most incomprehensible way to deal with it and lock it up.

To some extent, cheating ghosts are even more difficult than ghosts and ghost paintings.

The law of killing ghost paintings is that they cannot recall the appearance of the woman in the painting.

The law of killing ghosts is that the number of ghosts cannot be lower than the number suppressed by ghosts.

Although these two S-level ghosts are terrifying, as long as they avoid their killing patterns, they can avoid being attacked by them, and even imprison them.

Cheat Ghost is completely different.

The way this ghost kills is not the law of killing, but a cheating game logic.

Unless it is an unconscious existence like a shadow, or a supernatural being so strong that it can suppress the cheating ghost with a single encounter.

Otherwise, even the aliens may not be able to withstand the attack of the ghost.

Yang Jian had a premonition.

The ghost in the Ping An Hotel is definitely not satisfied with being restricted to only one hotel building.

Its ghostland is sure to spread outward.

If it is not restricted, that ghost is likely to control people in a city to play hide-and-seek with it.

And then killed by it one by one.

Huang Ziya controls part of the jigsaw puzzle of the cheating ghost. After she is familiar with the spirit of the ghost, Yang Jian can understand and contact the ghost from the side through Huang Ziya's ghost domain.

This is very important for dealing with the supernatural events in the Ping An Hotel.

"I don't know what Wang Xiaoming has in mind."

Yang Jian thought of Wang Xiaoming.

The Ping An Hotel is located in Dajing City, under the eyes of the headquarters of the Ghost Master.

It is impossible for Wang Xiaoming not to take action.

Especially when there is someone's parchment in his hand.

The human skin must have a way to deal with that ghost, but it just doesn't know how big a hole it has buried.

Wang Xiaoming is the best at handling this ghost.

After Yang Jian passed the Ping An Hotel and the Nightmare World, he was full of fear of that ghost.

It would be great if Wang Xiaoming could handle it so that Yang Jian wouldn't have to face that ghost again.

As for whether Wang Xiaoming will be cheated by human skin paper, it's none of Yang Jian's business.

Early the next morning, Yang Jian greeted Zhou Zheng and the others, took his cousin Xiaoyuan soaring into the sky, and flew in the direction of Taiping Ancient Town.

In the dream, when Yang Jian led the team to deal with the ghost lake incident, he once came to Taiping Ancient Town.

At that time, the ancient town of Taiping was invaded by the ghost lake, and the town had already declined.

Now that I came here earlier, the town no longer had the dead silence I remembered. There were many hawkers and tourists doing business on the street, and it looked very lively.

"Cousin, there's something strange here!"

After entering the town, cousin Xiaoyuan suddenly pointed at a dead end in the town and pulled Yang Jian back.

Yang Jian glanced over there, his heart skipped a beat.

He went to that dead end in his dream.

Ghost Street.

The dead end is the most mysterious ghost street in Taiping Ancient Town.

There are many shops specializing in the production and sale of supernatural items, which are very mysterious.

"That's an old street, is there a way for you to get in?" Yang Jian asked.

Psychic influence is required to enter Ghost Street.

There were people coming and going on the street, there were many merchants and tourists doing business, Yang Jian didn't want to make too much noise.

Xiaoyuan nodded, raised the butcher's knife in her hand, and said confidently: "It's just a piece of yellow paper blocking the way, I can easily split it!"

After finishing speaking, she asked Yang Jian: "Cousin, do you need me to do it?"

Yang Jian looked at his watch and said, "Don't worry. It's only morning, it's still early, come back in the afternoon."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the town.

"My cousin took you shopping, do you have anything you want to buy?"

Xiaoyuan thought for a while and said, "I want to buy a rattle. I run too slowly, and sometimes I can't catch up with the dirty things. With the rattle, I can knock them unconscious first, and then I can chop them up." gone."

Hearing this, Yang Jian's heart moved: "Do you have any special requirements for the rattle you want?"

Madoka shook her head, scanned the street, and then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Cousin, there are some for sale at that stall."

Yang Jian's gaze followed Xiaoyuan all the time.

When she stretched out her finger, Yang Jian also saw the stall.

It was an ordinary stall selling children's toys, and the owner of the stall was an old woman in her early sixties.

The old woman was sitting on the horsestool next to the stall, weaving a flower basket with a handful of bamboo strips in her hand.

On the stall in front of her, there are all kinds of gadgets, such as small windmills, rattles, small trumpets, and bamboo whistles.
These things are rough in workmanship, not handicrafts in the factory, but seem to be made by the old man himself.

Cousin Xiaoyuanfinger's rattle is ten centimeters in size, and the drum surface is a hollowed-out piece of wood with rough workmanship. Yang Jian even saw unpolished wooden spikes on the handle.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is just an ordinary toy that can no longer be ordinary.

ps: Why do people always say that I want a eunuch?As I said before, writing this book is not tiring at all because of my love and interest.I don’t have other hobbies, I don’t like smoking and drinking, I’m married and I’m about to have a child, I can’t go out and play games, it’s too time-consuming, this book is my only way to relax, it’s impossible to stop.And my grades are not bad, even the editors said it was because of the subject matter restrictions and policies. This subject matter has always been false and prosperous, and there are many people who write it, but few books have achieved results. I got up...and I don't rely on a book for a living, Ann, don't read anymore.

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