The Mysterious Recovery: A Doctor's Tour

Chapter 143

But this effect is only for a moment, this ghost is not the same as the woman in the tofu shop just now.

After the impact ended, they all resumed their operations.

Gao Tiancheng stopped at this moment, and looked at the meat.

"What's the use of this meat?" Gao Tiancheng asked.

"There are many benefits." The rough voice rang in Gao Tiancheng's ear.

"What money do you want?" Gao Tiancheng continued.

This time the rough voice did not come.

The burly figure put down the huge butcher's knife in his hand, and took out a piece of colorful money from the black leather apron around his waist. The money was printed with three, indicating that it was a three-yuan banknote.

"How do I get banknotes?" Gao Tiancheng continued to ask, since he was sure that the other party would not do anything like the woman in the tofu shop just now, and seemed to be able to communicate, then naturally there was nothing to ask.

A finger pointed to the distance, Gao Tiancheng was thoughtful after seeing it, waiting for what the other party would say?
However, after waiting for a while, the other party did not intend to speak.

"Do you know where the coffin is laid?" Gao Tiancheng asked again.

"Boom~dong~dong" came the sound of chopping bones, which seemed to be the other party's response.

Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Gao Tiancheng didn't stay any longer, and left the butcher shop with Zhao Yifei, Li Hua and others following behind.

This street has no end in sight, as if it is endless.

The interval was a bit long this time, and the group walked for more than ten minutes before seeing the new shop with lights on.

If they hadn't seen the burning shop in the distance, they would have thought they were standing still.

As the distance got closer, there was no one in the shop, and the four treasures of the study were placed on the table. The style was very simple, and it was worth a lot of money at first glance.

Gao Tiancheng didn't mean to move around, if they were all ghosts like the woman in the tofu shop, this place would only be scary.

But the owner of the butcher shop just now is obviously wise, and the other party is obviously a ghost, which is very intriguing.

The unknown is the scariest thing, this place is weird, the red letter on the third floor of the post office is really no joke, the killing intent of the bus is just an appetizer, the real horror is these shops.

It seems that as long as you find the coffin shop and deliver the red letter, you can complete the task, but these weird shops along the way are enough to drink a pot.

This place is far beyond ordinary spiritual places, and it is worthy of being a street. The bosses in these shops are not necessarily all ghosts, but they are definitely not human, or not pure human beings.

Gao Tiancheng took back the ghost domain, his ghost domain is very useless here, he just tried to invade those shops without lights, but failed.

As for protection, the woman in the tofu shop ignored it, and so did the owner of the butcher shop.

Because of this, his state will drop seriously. Since it is not all murderous intentions, there is no need to consume his own state.

These weird shops are only a part, and the coffin shop must be dangerous. Only by going through all these mines can one relax when leaving.

As they got closer, they all saw a picture framed on the wall.

The next moment, everyone's eyes went dark.

When sight was restored, they emerged in a forest shrouded in thick fog.

The trees in the forest were black, with no leaves on their branches, and they were not beautiful at all.

The branches of these black trees criss crossed, outlining the outlines of faces.

"Go to hell!" Zhao Yifei used his supernatural power, his face was half gray and half black.

A highly decomposed corpse fell to the ground and was attacked by a mortal spirit.

Everyone looked around vigilantly, and slowly formed a circle. At some point, corpses with highly decomposed bodies appeared around them. At this moment, they waved their hands stiffly and approached in the direction of everyone.

Zhao Yifei used his own black ghost domain, and a large area fell in his direction.

"These should be just ghost slaves. We must find the source, Biaozi, quickly find the source." Tang Zhong said.

Wang Biao nodded, and the ghost domain enveloped the surroundings, five meters, ten meters, 15 meters, 20 meters...

His scalp was numb, and within the scope of his ghost domain, all he could see were these highly decomposed corpses, and the number was unimaginable.

"Too many, all these corpses within 20 meters, these corpses are all the same, I didn't notice any difference." Wang Biao said.

Everyone gasped when they heard the words, Wu Fan said anxiously, "We have to leave here, otherwise we will be consumed to death, everything should be because of that painting, we saw it, so we entered the world in the painting. "

Gao Tiancheng was thinking about how to deal with it. His Huangquan couldn't leave here. It's not an exaggeration to say that this forest is a place of supernatural beings.

It's hard to imagine that a painting can compare with the stability of the land of ghosts.

If this traps people inside, unless Huangquan is strong enough to tear it apart, they will not be able to escape for the rest of their lives.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

He already knew that this was the world in the painting, and everything around him was fake, a product of turning fiction into reality.

"Fake, fake, all fake, the rotting corpses around are all fake, they don't exist at all, this forest is also fake, it's all fake, don't try to lie to me!"

Gao Tiancheng felt a headache, but it soon had an effect.

The rotting corpses that were constantly attacking around stopped, and the black trees in the forest began to decrease and become a little sparse.

But soon, everyone's eyes went dark, just like before.

When the sight was restored, they were standing at the door of the shop, and there were two calligraphy and painting workshops written on the shop.

A white-haired old man sat in front of the table where the Four Treasures of the Study were placed. The old man's eyes were closed tightly, and a painting was clasped behind his hands.

The framed painting on the wall disappeared, presumably it was the one that the old man held upside down in front of him.

The old man opened the painting that was turned upside down in his hand, revealing the true face of the painting.

Gao Tiancheng saw that the old man had no intention of doing anything, so he signaled the people behind him to wait in place, and he walked into the painting workshop.

Looking closer, this painting lacks a lot of color, the rotting corpses seem to be standing still, and the black trees are much less. This painting looks like an unfinished semi-finished product.

"Do you like it?" An old voice rang in Gao Tiancheng's mind.

"I like it, can you give it to me?" Gao Tiancheng asked.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for a response, he was about to leave.

But at this moment, a voice came from my mind, "Seven yuan, I'll sell it to you."

Gao Tiancheng couldn't help but think of the butcher shop owner's three yuan a catty of meat, but this painting is really worth the money, even his ghost domain can't be broken, and there are only a handful of people who can break free from this painting.

"I don't have any money now. If I have money, I will consider it."

After Gao Tiancheng finished speaking, he turned and left the painting workshop. When he looked back, the old man had disappeared, and the painting also disappeared.

A group of people walked forward again and passed through three shops, and a shadow was buried in everyone's heart.

Every shop on this street seems to be untouchable, whether it is the woman in the tofu shop at the beginning, the owner of the butcher shop, or the old man in the painting workshop just now.

Soon, everyone smelled a bean fragrance, but this bean fragrance was not delicate, and had an old smell.

In the distance, there are two words "Jiangfang" written on the plaque of a shop with dim lights

Through the dim light, everyone saw huge jars placed in the shop one after another. These jars were very old in style and the same color as the porcelain bowls used by the older generation for drinking.

There was no one in the shop, and the smell of beans came from this shop. It seemed that every jar had this smell. Because there were enough of them, the smell seemed a bit pungent as everyone got closer.

This smell is unavoidable at all, even if Gao Tiancheng uses his ability of sitting and forgetting his way to make himself lose his sense of smell, this smell seems to penetrate deep into the marrow of his bones.

Walking through this sauce shop, nothing strange happened. Because of what happened to the previous shops, the group of people passed by a lot faster, for fear of encountering unexpected situations.

"You can't find the coffin shop, can you? There's no end to this street." Wang Lixiu said a little discouraged.

"Since I became a messenger and came here to perform a mission, I have nothing to complain about," Li Hua said.

Wang Lixiu retorted, "I'm just talking, I want to clear up my emotions."

After about ten minutes, there was a luxuriously decorated shop in front, which seemed out of place with the previous shops.

A gold-plated plaque is written with four big characters "nothing is inappropriate".

There are couplets written on both sides of the store, "Everything in the world is inappropriate, and it is mortgaged and sold, and children are not deceived."

Gao Tiancheng couldn't help but think of the finger of the butcher shop owner, this shop should be a place where ghost money can be exchanged.

"You guys wait here, I'll go in." Gao Tiancheng said.

Li Hua, Zhao Yifei, Tang Zhong, Wu Fan, Wang Xiuli, and Wang Biao naturally obeyed.

When Gao Tiancheng came to the pawn shop, the threshold under his feet was very high. He stepped into the shop and looked around.

A tall screen was placed directly opposite the door, blocking everything inside.

Gao Tiancheng walked around the screen and saw a table, which was very high, and the person sitting inside the table was very young, with thick makeup on his face and two smears of blush on his cheeks.

Because the table was very high, this man with a thick face of makeup was condescending, looking down at Gao Tiancheng.

"Haha, what do you want to be? As long as you have what you have, wealth, career, marriage, health, family, etc. can even be life expectancy. Enough price."

This time it's not the voice, but it's as if someone just stuffed what they were going to say into your head.

"I need some ghost money, can I pawn it to ghosts?" Gao Tiancheng asked.

Since there is nothing wrong with this place, there is no reason for the ghost not to be there.

"can."

Gao Tiancheng received this reply in his mind.

He first took out two mummy corpses from the hospital. Although they were mummy corpses, they were genuine ghost masters, but the blood in their bodies was made into blood bags, a supernatural item.

The ghost with rouge on his face and blush on his cheeks, with a pair of dead eyes, glanced at the two mummified corpses that appeared on the ground.

Suddenly, the ghost sitting on the table stretched out a hand and grabbed Gao Tiancheng.

Gao Tiancheng was a little dazed, but he reacted quickly. He was already wearing a maroon white coat, and a scalpel appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the outstretched hand of the other party.

This hand has no bones, and it is like paper paste. The scalpel directly chopped off the hand and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the bamboo strips inside are also exposed. This is a paper figurine, a moving paper figurine.

Gao Tiancheng guessed that the paper figurine in front of him should be just a kid. He didn't violate any rules just now. His sudden attack might be because he wanted to bully the store's customers and felt that he was easy to bully.

Since the other party had already made a move, and it was the other party's fault, Gao Tiancheng didn't intend to let go. He took a few steps forward and slashed the scalpel at the other party's neck.

A hand is nothing, but if it is a head, even if the opponent is a paper doll, after all, it is maintained by supernatural power, and its strength will decrease if it is dismembered.

But just when the scalpel was about to be scratched on the opponent's neck, an old and strong hand held Gao Tiancheng's hand. That hand was so strong that he couldn't move any further.

A white-haired old man in Tang suit appeared out of thin air.

Gao Tiancheng withdrew the scalpel when he saw the person behind the scenes coming.

The white-haired old man turned his head stiffly and glanced at the paper figurine with a broken hand.

The paper man lowered his head, looked wrong, picked up the hand that fell on the ground, and disappeared.

"The subordinates are careless, forgive me."

An old voice appeared in Gao Tiancheng's ear.

There is no sincerity in these words, and there is no talk of compensation, just a state that I am strong, and you can do anything to me.

But the fact is true, the owners of these shops say they are ghosts, but they have human wisdom, but they say they are people, but they can't feel the breath of a living person.

Gao Tiancheng's current strength is not untouchable, but he is not sure. It is not a wise choice to fight for status in this strange place, let alone the task of delivering the letter has not been completed.

"Insects eat rats, bare boards are hairless, missing edges and edges, and are in dire condition. Garbage ghosts can only exchange two yuan for ghost money. They cannot be exchanged. They need to make up three, four or seven yuan."

The old voice came again, Gao Tiancheng frowned, this ghost is only one yuan, isn't it too bad?

The bullshit is eaten by rats and eaten by rats, bare and hairless, missing edges and edges, dilapidated, and a garbage ghost.

The strength of these ghosts is indeed a bit rubbish for Gao Tianlong today, but it is also valuable on the black market, and it is easy to work for hundreds of millions.

As a result, in this pawnshop, there is only one yuan for a ghost.

But after thinking about it, he decided to sell it.

Gao Tiancheng thought of the meat at the butcher's shop and the painting. It would not be a bad loss to replace those useless ghosts in the hospital.

The role of those ghosts is already very small, and you can't get any good things by exchanging spiritual items with the headquarters. As for cultivating new ghost masters, there are not a few ghost masters in Daxu City, and their strength can be called high-quality goods.

Cultivation is meaningless at all, it is better to pawn all these ghosts and improve your own strength.

(End of this chapter)