Mysterious recovery: I have a corpse vein

Chapter 17
Luo Yan frowned, very displeased with Liang Yong's playful tone that seemed to control everything and ruled his life and death.

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course I ask you to bear the pain and give up your love, and save everyone's life with paper money."

Liang Yong said politely, but his playful attitude did not change at all.

Suddenly, his face turned grim, and he said extremely gloomyly: "This time, I don't want to hear the words of rejection again!"

As soon as the voice fell, the wet mud under Luo Yan's feet suddenly sank, like the palms of ghosts, constantly pulling his body.

In just a few breaths, his lower body sank into the mud and he completely lost consciousness.

The shadow of being disabled instantly surged into Luo Yan's heart, his face showed uncontrollable fear, and his eyes widened.

Those gloomy days were the last thing he wanted to recall now.

"Wait, I agree!"

Luo Yan yelled in a little panic, and immediately took out the banknotes with his empty left hand.

Liang Yong's eyes flashed brightly, and he said with great relief: "You little brat has finally enlightened. Sure enough, this simple and unpretentious method is the most effective."

But even if Luo Yan had difficulty controlling his emotions for a while, he did not completely lose his sanity.

Holding the paper money tightly, he said to Liang Yong, "I can use the paper money, but will you help me deal with this ghost first?"

While speaking, Luo Yan simply cut off the ghost bone that had been corroded to the head by the pus, and retracted his arm.

With that calm appearance, it seemed that he was not worried at all that Liang Yong would not agree and let the pustule ghost kill him.

Liang Yong squinted his eyes, he really wanted to let Luo Yan die just like that.

But in that case, there will be one more ghost on the scene.

And Luo Yan's calm appearance made him unable to help but suspect that even if he wanted to take the banknotes from the other party's body, it might not be easy.

And most importantly, now, there is not so much time!

He has shrunk to the edge of the ghost domain with the three trash-like people, and the barefoot ghost is less than ten steps away from them!

And his ghost domain is about to reach its limit, step by step, it may disappear at any time.

He didn't hesitate too much, and immediately started to restrict the pustule ghost.

The cold and thick swamp sunk down, quickly enveloping the pustule ghost like venom.

If I can't deal with barefoot ghosts, I can't deal with you! ?
But to Liang Yong's surprise, thick pus flowed out from under the bandage, quickly corroding the mud on the pustule ghost's body, making a "sizzling" sound.

Damn, even this ghost is so scary! ?

At this moment, he deeply doubted the power of his ghost domain. Once upon a time, this was an unsolvable ability!

Alas, after all, the ghosts in these strange places are more terrifying
Liang Yong sighed in his heart, and hurriedly shouted to Luo Yan: "Don't be dazed, hurry up and use paper money!"

Luo Yan glanced at the pustule ghost who was barely suppressed by the mud, and had a certain understanding of the power of Liang Yong's ghost domain.

But he was not in a hurry, Shi Shiran said: "Of course, but let me leave your ghost domain first."

Now most of his body is stuck in the quagmire and he has lost consciousness. If he runs out of notes and sends all the ghosts away, Liang Yong refuses to let him go.

Then he, can't he just wait to die?
This brat is so thoughtful.
Liang Yong frowned, to tell the truth, he really had this idea.

After all, in the current situation, he has offended the other party to death. If he doesn't kill him directly by the way, there is no guarantee that the plot will not reverse in the future.

This is a world where ghosts are revived. Maybe the other party got lucky and controlled a ghost with terrifying abilities, or got an extremely strange supernatural item.

At that time, I am afraid that I will not know how to die.

Therefore, the way of a ghost master is to never make enemies with others. If there is really a last resort, then you must cut the grass and root out!

Just let your kid run rampant for a while, there is always a chance to clean you up!

With a flicker of eyes, Liang Yong glanced at the barefoot ghost and pustule ghost, and said sullenly: "Use the banknotes immediately when you go out!"

The next moment, with a thought in his mind, he was about to throw Luo Yan out of Huangquan.

"Wait, give me another lighter!" Luo Yan raised his hand and said calmly.

"Damn, you don't even have a fire!?"

Feeling helpless, Liang Yong hurriedly took one out of his pocket and threw it to Luo Yan.

Seeing that Luo Yan was catching it firmly, he waved his hand and threw Luo Yan out of Huangquan.

The khaki sky disappeared in an instant, and the dark and gloomy world reappeared in front of my eyes.

Luo Yan still stood in the previous position, but the pustule ghost on the side stayed in the ghost domain.

He held banknotes in one hand and a lighter in the other, but he was in no hurry to use them.

His eyes turned to the tall man not far away.

He was the same as before, still facing Li Gui with a red face, and neither of them moved.

Luo Yan's eyes flickered, but Liang Yong's figure suddenly appeared from the ghost domain.

"Boy, do you have to do it yourself!?"

It could be seen that he was very anxious.

After all, there are two ghosts in his ghost domain now, and the barefoot ghost is about to walk in front of him.

The crisis of death is approaching!

Luo Yan glanced at him, finally lit the lighter, and approached the pale yellow flame with the banknote.

Immediately the paper money burst into flames.

The ashes of the paper were scattered, and a cold wind suddenly blew around.

The wind did not disperse, forming a vortex in an instant to roll up the paper dust.

Suddenly, Li Gui, who was facing the tall man, moved.

As if attracted by the paper dust, it got rid of the restraint of the tall man and walked towards Luo Yan.

This is just the beginning.

In the ghost domain, the barefooted ghosts can barely take a step, and there is only one last step left before Liang Yong and the others!

At this moment, the solidified dirt road under its feet almost ran through the entire swamp, and the black gap in the sky expanded rapidly, pouring into endless darkness, swallowing up all colors.

Liang Yong trembled all over, and suddenly collapsed on the ground like a ball of mud, and a lot of mud oozed out of his seven orifices.

His ghost domain has disappeared!

"How could this be? I don't want to die!?"

"What a waste, it's already at this time, are you still reluctant to work hard!?"

"You are so capable, why didn't you fight just now!?"

The three people who shrank behind Liang Yong were terrified and cursed at each other, but none of them dared to step forward.

But suddenly, the barefoot ghost suddenly changed its direction, raising its stiff feet towards the whirlpool of paper ashes.

The pustule ghost, who had already resumed its activities, also turned around, and walked towards Luo Yan as before.

At this moment, the paper money continued to burn, and more and more paper ashes merged into the gray vortex, and the surrounding area became colder and colder, and the temperature plummeted.

In just a few breaths, the ghost that attacked the tall man walked into the vortex.

Ashes of paper hit its body, it stopped in its tracks, and its figure gradually disappeared as the vortex faded.

It seemed that this ghost should have been sent to a certain ferry, and was about to sink in the ghost lake on a ghost boat.

Luo Yan thought so, nearly half of the banknotes in his hand had been burned.

Soon, the barefoot ghost walked into the vortex, and as before, it gradually disappeared under the blow of the paper dust and the dark wind.

Finally, it was the turn of the pustule ghost.

Luo Yan looked at the bandages on it and felt greedy for a while, but unfortunately he was not strong enough, otherwise he wouldn't be reduced to the point where he was forced to use banknotes.

Liang Yong, I remember!
There was a fierce flash in his eyes, and he silently watched the pustule ghost disappear into the whirlpool of paper ashes.

Suddenly, the last dime of the banknote in his hand flew out for no reason, drifted along with the paper ash, and fell into the vortex.

Soon, the wind stopped, and all the paper dust disappeared, and it was blown to nowhere.

The note with the last dime burning also disappeared.

The smell of paper dust in the air is proof that they have been there.

(End of this chapter)