Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 111 Selling Information
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The engine made a sound like a blowing bellows.

A faded bus emerged from the never-ending darkness, as if appearing out of nowhere, and slowly stopped on a mountainside.

This is a slightly steep mountain.

The sparkling water of the lake reflects the surrounding things, and the lush willow trees flow down the lake, with their branches stretching into the unfathomable bottom of the lake.

On the surface of the lake, sporadic blisters would appear from time to time, and occasionally some pale things could be seen.

"It's time to stop again."

Through the not-so-clear window, He Liansheng looked at the mountain lake not far away, and asked in confusion, "Hiss, I don't remember that there is such a big lake near DQ City. Where did this bus take us?"

It was also his first time riding a supernatural bus.

Naturally, they don't know about the "underworld interlayer". After all, in this time period, there are not many newly formed supernatural places. Most of them are left over from the past, and some information has been disconnected.

Even the spirit summoners in Taiping Ancient Town don't necessarily know how subtle it is, at most they have a general understanding.

"This is the underworld interlayer."

The light and fluttering words sounded beside him, as if it was not a guess, but an extremely determined tone.

He Liansheng looked at Lin Fan in surprise, feeling that he had heard this word somewhere before, and asked, "Brother Lin, do you know where this is?"

"Yes, this is the interlayer of the underworld, another world that has been separated from reality." Lin Fan nodded slightly, his voice full of understatement.

Underworld mezzanine...

He Liansheng rubbed his head and carefully recalled this word. After remembering it, his eyes instantly became astonished and mixed with disbelief.

He had indeed heard the name "The Underworld Mezzanine" before. When an elder of the He family was dying, he used the ability of a ghost to barely see some future directions. In the end, only a few words remained.

"Don't step into the underworld mezzanine!"

"This will bring disaster to our He family... no, it will bring disaster to the entire Taiping Town! Remember! Remember!"

He Liansheng's heart began to beat violently as he recalled the elder's face surrounded by the breath of death in his mind.

He didn't expect that what his family was looking for and trying to avoid, the underworld interlayer, was actually related to the supernatural bus!
At first, they thought it was referring to something, something, a certain ghost...but unexpectedly, it was another world.

And it is precisely this kind of deepest secret hidden in the supernatural circle. This strange man named "Lin Fan" seems to know it clearly and has a very deep understanding. Who is he?

Looking deeply at Lin Fan in front of him, He Liansheng let out a breath, pursed her lips and said, "Brother Lin, do you have any other opinions about this world and the interlayer of the underworld? I can use some items with supernatural power , in exchange for your information."

Help without a reason is nonexistent.

He Liansheng is no longer a child, and he is quite familiar with the transactions in the supernatural circle. This time he went out, not only did he bring a medium for summoning spirits, but he also brought a lot of good things with him, so he was prepared.

"can."

It sounds like you are very "rich", let me see... Lin Fan didn't deliberately pretend to be mysterious and profound, his expression was relaxed and calm, and he deeply knew that nature is the mask that people can't see through.

He said with great interest:

"What things do you want to know?"

"Eh..." When it came time to ask a question, He Liansheng was in trouble again, not knowing where to start.

However, in order to show his sincerity, he first took out some messy things from his bulging pockets, and with a simple and simple face on his face, he said with a smile: "How about this, brother Lin, you pick something, I will Ask a question, okay?"

Is your pocket four-dimensional?To be able to stuff so many things... Lin Fan looked at He Liansheng's pants strangely, guessing that they were also a supernatural item with the ability to hold them, and then turned to look at the sincerity of the other party.

Three green banknotes with the capital number "7" printed on them, a handful of yellow hair on one side, half of one side, like a mask broken in the middle, two-thirds of a moldy cake, and a bottle of black paint things...

"Good guy, there are quite a few."

Looking at the dazzling array of things in front of him, all of which carried supernatural powers, Lin Fan couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple, and even thought "Why don't we rob He Liansheng here, and then open up" in his heart.

It’s no wonder that he lacks concentration. There are too many good things in front of him. Although they are not as good as tattoo parlors in quantity, they are stable, flexible and multi-purpose. They are all within reach and can be observed at a close distance.

"As expected of a family with inheritance."

"You can take out so much ghost money casually. If it is placed in the modern supernatural circle, it will definitely cause a sensation. The most important thing is that you can use this money to buy some special ghosts on the ghost street in Taiping Ancient Town. s things."

Looking at the three banknotes that seemed to be stained with little blood and entwined with a faint spiritual atmosphere, Lin Fan was already tempted.

And it also made him more concerned.

There is also a bottle of black paint in He Liansheng's hand, which seems to be a supernatural prop that can erode the target through dyeing, and its function is somewhat similar to the paint used to depict ghost paintings.

at the same time.

A certain writing brush that had been lying dead in his pocket all this time twitched suddenly.

Lin Fan also felt it immediately. He calmly pressed down the brush that was about to get out of control, and his heart was full of puzzlement.

After forcibly waking up Li Qing, the foxtail brush that had just recovered fell into the "calcium deficiency" mode again. Since returning to this era, it has always played the role of an ordinary brush, but now something is different.

"There must be a reason for this reaction."

"The last time I had a similar reaction was when I encountered the curse of a note, and when I encountered a ghost puzzle that could be completed, could it be the same this time?"

With this guess in mind, Lin Fan lowered his head again to look at all of He Liansheng's belongings, and finally his eyes fell on that seemingly ordinary hair.

It was almost instantly certain that it was this yellowed hair that caused the foxtail pen to react.

It looks very similar to the hair color of the pen tip, it should be it... Lin Fan looked away, and he had already found out what he wanted.

He glanced at the supernatural bus that had stopped, and was about to ask He Liansheng what he wanted to ask, when a pale figure stood up.

"Tick tock..."

The hem of the skirt was dripping with foul-smelling drops of water.

The woman from Baishui Village stood up under the fearful gaze of the female students beside her, ready to get off the bus.

"This is... the Great Lake of Zhenjiang?"

The information sale was temporarily interrupted, Lin Fan looked at the woman getting out of the train step by step, and saw the name of the station from behind her.

And with the departure of the woman from Baishui Village.

The number on the blackboard implying the number of ghosts in the carriage has also changed, from "6" to "5".

But strange things happened.

After the woman got off the bus, the bus door did not close immediately, but opened like this, as if waiting for something.

Such a change made the living passengers in the carriage a little confused, they could only subconsciously look at the position of the door.

in everyone's attention.

The woman in a white dress walked stiffly, her bare feet left wet footprints on the gravel road.

Walk towards the lake.

(End of this chapter)