Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 22
Hongfa Temple is not a very big temple.

It was built in the period of the Republic of China and has been renovated several times so far.

It is different from its original appearance.

Yang Jian had come here twice a long time ago, but at that time he never thought that there would really be such things as ghosts in the world.

Now this thing has been revived around the world, and even one is imprisoned under this temple.

"Where is the dark space I entered before?"

A strange red light flashed, and Yang Jian came here again, standing in front of the Daxiong Palace.

"This kind of place can't be on the top, it's too dangerous. If you look down, it's not hard to find it with ghost eyes. Wu Nai smiled faintly.

Really... Yang Jian lowered his head and found a basement.

The building materials of this empty basement are mainly blue bricks, full of the style of the Republic of China, and the interior furnishings are also very old-fashioned.

At the end of the basement, there is a door.

Old wooden door.

But at this time, he saw that the old wooden door was stuck with gold leaf, it was closed firmly, and it was locked again.

"I see, it's right below, shall we go down like this?" Yang Jian asked,
Sticking to the gold foil, he couldn't affect the ghost domain, he could only tear it open, open the door and go in.

"Don't worry, I'll tell the monks here, after all, it's their territory, taking without telling is stealing, we don't want to be thieves."

"It makes sense." Yang Jian nodded.

Having been a classmate with Wu Nai for three years, he probably knows how this guy does things.

Nothing more than convincing people with virtue.

At this moment, a bald man in plain clothes came over when he heard the movement, and suddenly said after seeing Wu Nai: "So it's benefactor Wu, is the benefactor here to burn incense?"

"Yes, host, I intend to donate 100 million sesame oil money, I implore the Buddha to be merciful and grant the magic pestle."

Wu Nai took out a check from his pocket and handed it over.

"This..." The bald head showed hesitation.

"Master, please help me, I know this is something from the temple, so I came here to ask for your opinion." Wu Nai took out another check for 100 million and handed it over: "My friend hit a ghost, and I really need it. "

"Amitabha Buddha, the donor has a lot of wisdom, so you can come to my temple to listen to the Dharma..."

The bald host put his hands together, showed a smile of "you are very good", and then took the check: "It's just that this subduing magic pestle is of great importance. If you take it away, it will release something terrible. This is for me on behalf of Hongfa Temple." The secret passed down from generation to generation, the benefactor must believe."

"Master, please help me, now the time has come, Buddha has a destiny..." Wu Nai drew another check and handed it over.

300 million...Yang Jian's eyelids twitched, and he sighed in his heart that there is still a gap between me and the real rich.

The host looked at the check in his hand, nodded in satisfaction, and said that he had been persuaded by Wu Nai: "In this case, the benefactor should do it for himself, and I wish you success in obtaining the Demonic Pestle."

After the host left, Wu Nai patted Yang Jian and said, "Good brother, it's all up to you now."

"Are you sure you can't go down?"

"Don't go."

"Ok."

Yang Jian entered the basement alone, walked to the end and then stretched out his hand to tear off the gold leaf on the door.

After the gold leaf was torn off, the door opened.

The door lock breaks automatically.

A cold wind blew over, making the hair stand upright, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

Yang Jian walked in directly, he had been here once, and he didn't feel scared.

After entering the center, the familiar darkness rushed over.

This is a desolate, lifeless dead space, with only a moldy, mossy green wall behind it.

Ordinary people are bound to be intimidated when they walk into this place.

Tick, tick~!

There was the sound of dripping water in the dark space.

Slight, small, but so obvious, it is especially clear in a dark environment.

Yang Jian didn't use his own eyes to see, the place was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he opened his ghost eyes directly.

The surroundings are no longer dark under the ghost's eyes, and everything can be seen clearly.

A tree with many bones was rooted on the ground, and there were many strange things hanging on it, with dry human heads and old rags. On the trunk of the white bone tree, there was a huge black figure three meters high.

It has a human silhouette, but no human facial features. It is just a black shadow condensed, a bit like a headless ghost.

But it's not the same as the headless ghost.

This thing has a body.

A rusty coffin nail pierced through the tall black shadow's chest, nailing it to the tree.

The ticking sound was the black blood dripping from the wound.

The things to be imprisoned under this coffin nail should be terrible, but there is no way, I have already agreed... Yang Jian was hesitant, but he still reached out to take the coffin nail.

But when he was about to touch it, he hesitated for a moment, turned around and went to the door to pick up several pieces of gold foil that had been torn off just now, and wrapped them up first.

Grasping one end of the coffin nail through the gap of gold leaf.

I don't know if it's because of the isolation of the gold foil, but he doesn't have any special feeling, but this precaution is still to be taken.

Then Yang Jian pulled back hard, and the coffin nails nailing the huge black shadow were successfully removed.

When the coffin nails were just removed, neither the bone tree nor the huge black shadow responded.

But after Yang Jian walked out of that door, he found that everything had disappeared.

Behind the door is a piece of blue bricks, and there is no shadow of the dark space at all.

Obviously Ghost Eye took the initiative, and this ghost of unknown level has already left here.

Wu Nai waited quietly outside.

When Yang Jian walked out, the [derivatives] began to actively release the [powers] they had just harvested.

Although it was a short period of time, the [powers] scattered by the terrifying and unknown Lord of Ghost Eyes in this process were thick and shocking.

Phew... Wu Nai took a deep breath, his face revealing an intoxicated look.

This feeling is too good.

It's a pity that I didn't face that terrifying existence in person, otherwise I might be able to get terrifying skills.

【Ability +1000】

【Ability +1000】

【Ability +1000】

……

"Wu Nai—Life: 420.0."

“技能：【1.模拟】【2.衍生】【3.域】【4.附身】【5.操纵】【6.压制】【7.撕裂】。”

"Alienation part:
[The second stage of skin (0/100)]

[Second stage of five internal organs (0/100)]

[Second stage of eyeball (0/100)]

【Shadow (10/100)】

[The second stage of consciousness (0/100)]

[Second stage of blood (0/100)]

【Right Palm (0/100)】. "

"Power: 10050.0"

……

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Jian stood opposite, holding a rusty coffin nail in his hand, and asked, "Is this thing right?"

"Yes, it is."

Wu Nai took over this nail from Yang Jian, and he thought that with this coffin nail, he would have the ability to make a final decision in the battle with the ghost hunter.

After all, Ye Zhen and Ye Tiandi have been defeated by this nail before, except for the [starved ghost] who can eat everything.

In the original trajectory of fate, until he crossed over, he had never seen anyone who could hold him back.

"You got the nail, the deal between us is done."

"Well, are you interested in making another deal?" Wu Nai put away the coffin nails and said with a smile, "Do you still remember the two ghosts I caught from the Furen shopping mall? Those two ghosts are very suitable for you to control the second The way of a ghost, at the price of that ghost, I hope in exchange for you to make two unconditional shots!"

"twice?"

Yang Jian's eyes widened slightly in surprise, not because Wu Nai was too mean, but because this guy was too generous.

He is no longer a newcomer who has just started as a ghost hunter. He has learned a lot through the website given by the headquarters. Yang Jian knows how high the price of [Ghost] is.

A ghost said that [-] million is not enough.

In the end, Wu Nai only got him two chances to make shots. What kind of prodigal behavior is this?
"It's dangerous."

Wu Nai smiled and said: "Listen clearly, it is an unconditional shot, that is to say, if under certain conditions, I ask you to point your gun at the headquarters, you can't refuse. Of course, this condition will never be used hurt you, or someone close to you."

"You have conflicts with the headquarters?"

"No, no, I even accepted a job as a temporary worker recently. You probably have also received the news that a new person in charge will come, and we will need to assist you at that time."

Wu Nai explained: "The words just now are explaining the degree of unconditionality."

"I can't give you an answer to this right away, I have to think about it again, but you can call me if you need help, if you have the ability, I will not be stingy."

Although ghosts are precious, Yang Jian didn't want to agree so early.

　Seeing the comments from the readers, let me explain a few points: 1. Yang Jian’s growth path will not change. Although there are occasional twists and turns in the middle, Nana will temporarily borrow some ghosts or items, but it will not change. 2. Every world Nana walks through will leave traces.Just like Xiao Yang will walk out a unique way for ghost slayers, Nana will also walk out a way. Family and friends are indispensable in this process.It’s not about the number of words. In fact, daily life is the most challenging. It’s really difficult to write, but I really want to present a more real world to readers. Although I may not be successful, I have been working hard on this road.Thanks to all the big guys who have followed up here, it is because of you that I can sign the contract smoothly, and I hope it can be put on the shelves smoothly in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)