Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 121 Endless Cemetery
"Crazy, don't you want money or life?" Wei Xun pulled hard with his hand, trying to pull her bent body up.

However, it was not Aunt Zhao who got up, but Wei Xun who was pushed staggeringly by her raised arm.

"Her strength is so great!" Wei Xun was a little unbelievable. Although he is not a muscular man, he also exercises regularly, and his strength will not be inferior to that of a 60-[-]-year-old aunt.

"Captain Luo, what should we do!" Wei Xun regained his ghost glasses, but there were no evil spirits in his vision, only Aunt Zhao who was gradually becoming stiff.

"Oh!"

With a sound, Aunt Zhao fell to the ground, with a weird smile on her face, and the money in her hand gradually turned red, and finally revealed a dazzling scarlet as if soaked in blood.

"So it's this money!" Luo Yi moved his five fingers, and the banknotes on the ground were sucked into his palm at once.

Everything in front of me began to fade rapidly, Qili Long Street became dilapidated and depressed in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the place in front of me was no longer Corridor Street, but it was clearly a wild road.

The red bills that Aunt Zhao picked up were not hundred-yuan bills at all, but yellow paper money stained with blood.

"Captain Luo!" Wei Xun shouted hastily as Luo Yi disappeared from sight in an instant.

"Money?" Wei Xun followed Luo Yi's example and picked up the paper money on the ground, and suddenly he also appeared in this barren mountain.

"Are we entering the ghost domain of this evil spirit?" Wei Xun felt relieved when he saw Luo Yi next to him, "Even if it is an evil ghost with a ghost domain, it shouldn't be a big deal in front of Team Luo. .”

Luo Yi looked around, and the surroundings were typical hills, with low slopes, cut and broken, no certain direction, and no obvious veins. The tops of the peaks are round, which is a manifestation of the long-term erosion of the mountains.

At this moment, they are halfway up the mountain, surrounded by weeds half a person's height high, and a little further away there are some small woods more than ten meters high, without cooking smoke and houses, and even wires can't be seen. The sense of isolation and desolation.

"That ghost should be right ahead!" Luo Yi said, looking at the pieces of paper money scattered on the ground.

Since paper money can lead them here, it must also lead them to find the evil spirits.

The ground is covered with broken stones, and tenacious weeds grow from the cracks in the stones. When you step on it, the green grass is crushed and broken between the soles of the shoes and the stones, and the green juice that oozes out has the unique fresh smell of weeds.

From this looming path, we can vaguely see the signs of the predecessors breaking the mountains and cracking rocks, but after years of erosion, even the road that was once deliberately maintained is quite difficult to walk now.

For some reason, walking here, Luo Yi always has a sense of familiarity, but he is sure that he has never been here before.

"Captain Luo, tell me why we came here as soon as we came into contact with paper money, but Aunt Zhao picked up so many paper money but didn't have any." Wei Xun said.

The same paper money, or even the same piece of paper money, had completely different things happening, so he couldn't help but doubt it.

"Maybe we can go back and have a look!" Luo Yi frowned slightly, blood flashed on his body, and a strange passage appeared in front of him. The other end of the passage was Cloister Street, and even Aunt Zhao who died on the ground was there.

Judging by Luo Yi's current level of horror, ordinary ghost domains can no longer stop him. Standing here, he can easily re-invade and return to the real world.

Luo Yi took a step forward and returned to Qili Long Street again, while the world behind him disappeared instantly.

"That world is gone!"

There was a flash of astonishment in Luo Yi's eyes. A spiritual world that he could find before he breathed, now completely disappeared. Even if Luo Yi activated the ghost domain on his body to invade, it seemed that everything just now was just an illusion.

"So this entrance does not actually exist in the space, but inside the paper money." Luo Yi guessed, this time he did not go to take the scarlet paper money in Aunt Zhao's hand, but stretched out his hand to wave An ordinary hundred-dollar bill.

The shape is exquisite, with people and various figures carved on it, and you can even smell the unique ink smell on it when you gently stir it, even the anti-counterfeiting fluorescence and security thread unique to banknotes.

Looking at one alone, it is absolutely no different from a normal banknote, but if you pick up two for comparison, you will find that these must be counterfeit banknotes, because all banknotes have the same code.

"Although the money is fake, it's deadly real." Every time Luo Yi touches a piece of paper, his body feels a little colder, and at the same time, he feels joy in his heart unconsciously, as if he is happy for this kind of gain for nothing.

"It seems that the truth is still in this stack of banknotes." Luo Yi picked up the twenty or so bloody banknotes left in Aunt Zhao's palm, and suddenly that world appeared again.

There are barren mountains and wild ridges, overgrown with weeds, and a young man wearing old-fashioned glasses.

"Captain Luo!" Seeing Luo Yi again, Wei Xun's mood of beating drums suddenly relaxed. Luo Yi could go out easily, but he couldn't. If he was trapped in this quiet and terrifying environment, he might have to Driven mad.

"It's these scarlet paper money. They are like invitations. Only those who touch this kind of paper money will be attracted here." Luo Yi spread his palms, and the small stack of scarlet paper money came here immediately. It returned to its original appearance and turned into blood-stained yellow paper money.

"If a person picks up this kind of paper money greedily, when he picks up about twenty pieces, he will be killed by the ghost, and the remaining paper money will pull him to this place when he touches it again." Luo Yi briefly summarized what happened now.

"If this is the case, then we will definitely not be the only ones here. Most of the families of the victims will also come into contact with this kind of blood-stained paper money, and thus enter here by mistake." Wei Xun said.

"That's right, so let's go up the mountain to have a look!" Luo Yi walked forward immediately.

When people are facing an unknown environment, climbing high and looking into the distance is a very common way of self-help.

If there are still living people here, then there must be traces of their existence at the top of the mountain.

Both of them are ghost masters, and their physique and strength have been strengthened by supernatural power. After a few minutes, the two arrived at the top of the mountain.

"Team Luo really has signs of living people here." Wei Xun picked up the mineral water bottle on the ground and said.

But Luo Yi didn't pay attention to him, because he finally knew how the sense of familiarity in his mind came from.

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, there is a cemetery that can't be seen as far as the eye can see. In the middle of the cemetery stands a dilapidated small wooden house. With Luo Yi's eyes, you can even see that there is a tree stuck on the door of the small wooden house. Rusty black coffin nails.

This is the endless cemetery, the base camp of the cemetery owner Luo Qian.

This is not a haunted domain of evil spirits at all, this is a real spiritual place.

(End of this chapter)