I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 105 The Red Room

A ghost that seemed to be no small matter was dealt with in the blink of an eye. At first, Xu Feng could hypnotize himself and said that the ghost in the shroud also ran out of the old forest. Unfortunately, the other party picked up the corpse bride and followed him obediently. Behind Long, he looked like a bodyguard. No matter how you thought about it, he was being controlled by the other party.

"Hehe, it looks like you made a mistake. He is really a master." Lin Bei said with a smile, "Please pray that you don't meet him outside, be careful not to get beaten."

Xu Feng's expression was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and finally he snorted coldly: "We'll see if he can leave alive."

Although he accidentally offended a big shot, there seemed to be no need to be afraid. Ghost controllers were always precarious. No matter how long Tang Long could live, he might die soon.

A dead person has nothing to fear.

On the other side, Tang Long didn't bother to pay attention to what such a small character was thinking. He crucified the mummy bride just because she seemed to want to take action against him.

"I remember that the Mummy Bride was also a ghost controller. The ghost she controlled during her lifetime was a ghost painting, which is extraordinary. However, it seems that her true identity was not mentioned in the original work."

Considering the special nature of this ghost, Tang Long didn't let the starving ghost eat it, but he didn't bring a body bag, so he could only carry it like this.

After walking safely through the ghost forest under Lao Luo's ghost domain, Tang Long politely knocked on the door of the ghost house again.

"Squeak--!"

The door slowly opened, and Zhang Dong's voice directly echoed throughout the ancient house: "Come in."

Tang Long had Lao Luo on his left, Zhang Youhong on his right, and the hungry ghosts behind him, making it look like they were here to cause trouble.

Soon, it was still the familiar patio, the familiar back, and the familiar hands on the back.

"You came back quickly." Zhang Dong's voice was still calm and majestic, "Did you save enough ghost money or collect the debt?"

"Ghost Money Junior once saved 40 yuan, but the transaction with that cupboard was consumed. However, it was a blessing in disguise that I also got the key and sandalwood from there." Tang Long said, taking out two things from the bone bracelet. .

"I was also asked by Granny Meng to send my regards to you."

"Huh?" Zhang Dong raised his brows slightly, but didn't say much, "In that case, just do whatever you want to do."

"But Senior Zhang Dong's entrustment, this junior does not dare to slack off." Tang Long then took out the special black coffin from the white bone bracelet, "I have also recovered the old debt between you and that salesman."

At this moment, one could clearly see Zhang Dong's slightly surprised expression as he looked Tang Long up and down, as if he wanted to see him clearly again.

Finally, his eyes fell on the starving ghost... to be precise, the mummy bride held in the hands of the starving ghost.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end Zhang Dong shook his head: "Since you don't need my sandalwood, just take this coffin back."

"This, this is inappropriate." Tang Long's eyelids twitched. Isn't this coffin specially prepared for your old lover Meng Xiaodong? What's the matter if I take it away.

"Is there anything inappropriate? Am I, an old man, taking advantage of your younger generation?" Zhang Dong snorted, "Follow me."

"That's not what I meant." Tang Long looked innocent. He wanted to say, Dongtian Emperor, you can exchange it for the supernatural object that Qi Lao once used. Brother Li used to walk sideways with a dragon-slaying sword. Come on, old man. It wouldn't be a bad idea to let me pretend to be cool with the Heavenly Sword or something like that.

Zhang Dong refused to accept it, so he could only put the coffin back into the bone bracelet and followed the other party through the muddy path to the burial place of the Seven Elders.

"Her grave is right there." Zhang Dong pointed to Zhang Youhong's grave. He could see a bowl of white rice placed in front of the graves of Luo Wensong, Luo Qian, Zhang Youhong, Li Qingzhi and other deceased people.

As for Zhang Bohua, Meng Xiaodong and Zhang Dong themselves, their graves have been dug, and they are just waiting to come here to reunite after driving Hexi.

Even the strong men who once suppressed an era will only have a few lonely graves and a pile of loess after death.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Dong seemed to have sensed Tang Long's feelings, and said lightly, "We old guys, it's not our turn to be pitiful. The path we choose is our own, and others don't know our experiences. , naturally will not understand, let alone seek approval, and your kind of pity is the greatest insult to enlightened people."

"Yes, this junior understands." Tang Long's heart trembled. The word "enlightenment" is the best portrayal of not only the Seven Elders, but also all the ghost masters who have fought to end the supernatural era.

Have no mercy on those who are enlightened.

He stopped thinking wildly, stepped forward, inserted sandalwood in front of Zhang Youhong's grave, and lit it with a lighter.

The sandalwood burned quickly, and the ash of the incense fell down. The smoke did not float upward, but penetrated into the old tomb.

Thanks to the "moisture" of this smoke, Zhang Youhong, who was originally smiling in the photo, can now be described as smiling like a flower. The brighter her smile is, the lighter her figure in the photo becomes.

Finally, the portrait disappeared, leaving only a blank space on the tombstone.

"Whoa-!"

The next second, the old tomb collapsed, revealing a bottomless hole.A hand as white as jade with red nail polish stretched out from the hole, rested on the tombstone, and pushed the already crooked tombstone down with a gentle push.

As the tombstone collapsed, the real Zhang Youhong appeared.

Her whole body exuded the smell of sandalwood and rouge, which was so strong that it covered up the smell of mud and corpses around her.

"What era is it now that I can already...brother?"

Seeing Zhang Dong who was still alive, Zhang Youhong's expression changed slightly. Apparently in her plan, Zhang Dong should be dead on the day of her resurrection.

"It was this young man who woke you up. If you have anything to say, just tell him." Zhang Dong pointed at Tang Long and left with his hands behind his back, "Just like I promised you, I won't stop you."

"Who are you?" Zhang Youhong looked over with her charming eyes. It was obvious that she was the real Zhang Youhong now, not the memory of about 20 years old when she was left in Huanggang Village, and she didn't know Tang Long.

"I made a deal with you in Huanggang Village. To put it simply, I will help you resurrect." Tang Long pointed at Zhang Youhong's body, "Now, I'm here as agreed."

Seeing her body, Zhang Youhong's eyes changed slightly. She walked over and put her palms on it. Soon after, she smiled and said, "It seems that our first meeting was not a pleasant one."

It seems that Zhang Youhong's body really has self-awareness. Just by touching it, the ghost Zhang Youhong in front of her has already retrieved the experience of Huanggang Village.

"This unpleasantness is mainly caused by you." Tang Long looked at her coldly.

"Haha, don't be so angry. A good man should occasionally forgive a woman's petty willfulness." Zhang Youhong blinked, "Didn't I also forgive you for the things you did to other people's bodies later on?"

"Don't make it sound like I'm a pervert." The corner of Tang Long's mouth twitched. He was just using your body as a human shield for a while, and he still held a grudge.

Wait, it seems that he is not just a human shield. When he went down the stairs in the alien apartment, he seemed to have taken off her cheongsam and high heels.

After realizing this, Tang Long's old face turned red, somewhat embarrassed.As a straight man who is caught dressing up as a woman, even if the other party is an old-timer, he can't lose face.

"So, what if we're even?" Zhang Youhong blinked, "Since you said you wanted to help me, you should be able to open that door."

Tang Long took out the brass key he got from the ghost closet and shook it.

"Very good, very good." Zhang Youhong nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go. Men are not allowed to enter my sister's boudoir, but you are an exception, little brother."

"Sister..." Tang Long showed an expression like an old man on the subway cell phone, but he still refrained from complaining.

Even if he is a straight man, he knows that calling grandma at this time will definitely cause trouble.

The woman's age... I can't tell, I can't tell.

Zhang Youhong is also very familiar with this ancient house. Even if Zhang Dong has left, she can still take Tang Long around and come to the locked wooden door.

Tang Long picked up the brass key and opened the wooden door with a click.

"This copper lock and key are supernatural items, so keep them away." Zhang Youhong reminded, "No matter which door this lock is hung on, it can isolate the space behind the door, and it is still very useful sometimes. "

"I see." Tang Long nodded and threw it into the Bone Bracelet regardless of whether it belonged to Emperor Dong Tian. Anyway, it was your sister who gave it to you.

The wooden door slowly opened, and a red world appeared in front of Tang Long. At first glance, Tang Long almost thought that he had arrived at the world behind the door of the Adventure House.

But then he saw clearly that the whole room was red, with red painted walls, red floors, red decorations, red furniture, red lanterns...

"A wedding room is not that exaggerated, right?" Tang Long felt blinded, "Even if you like red, there is no need to have an all-red room."

"I didn't do this." Zhang Youhong snorted, "It was my mother's work. She likes red almost like crazy, and even my name is red."

"It turned out to be my mother's room, but then it became hers?" Tang Long was silent for a few seconds, not knowing how to speak.

"Since you got that cheongsam, you must have seen my past." Zhang Youhong said as she sat down in front of the dressing table.

There is no mirror on the dressing table. The missing mirror should be the one that reflects 20-year-old Zhang Youhong in the room in Huanggang Village. There is also no cabinet, because the cabinet has self-destructed as a ghost cupboard to fight the wishing ghost. There are no clothes on the red clothes hanger. The clothes are now being worn on Zhang Youhong's body.

There wasn't even a bed, because the canopy bed was currently placed in Room 301, serving as a supernatural object to suppress the resurrection of Meng Xiaodong after her death.

All in all, almost all red supernatural things come from this room.

(End of this chapter)