The Mysterious Resurrection of the Past of the Republic of China

Chapter 72 The Shroud Shop

The shroud, which is worth 30 yuan of ghost money, has a high gold content and allows the user to control a ghost at no cost, preventing the evil ghost from resurrecting while also being able to use its supernatural power without restriction.

If an ordinary ghost controller obtains this piece of clothing, his strength will be greatly improved, but it will still be more useful if it is not in the hands of Zhang Dong.

Since this piece of clothing is made by ghosts, it means that its patterns can be modified, stolen, or added to, just like Li Qingzhi's hatchet.

The upper limit is much higher than just controlling one ghost.

Zhang Dong held up the Chinese tunic suit and put it on without hesitation.

The clothes containing supernatural power were obviously different from ordinary clothes. He just put it on his body a little, and the tunic squirmed spontaneously and spread along his body.

It was as if an invisible person was helping Zhang Dong get dressed and quickly wrapped his body.

The clothes also fit well and seemed to actively change size to fit the host.

After putting it on, Zhang Dong could hardly feel the existence of the clothes. It was so light and silky, as if he was wearing a dress made of wind. It was also very comfortable to wear, without the usual supernatural effects. A cold feeling.

Moreover, this piece of clothing did not conflict with the Law Ghost, because it was only hung on the body in the form of clothing and was not stored in his body, so it could naturally achieve balance.

"Thank you, boss." Zhang Dong felt the new clothes, raised his head and thanked the boss.

The boss smiled and said: "No need to thank me, I hope this dress can help you in the future."

Zhang Dong also smiled back and left the paper shop.

As soon as he went out, he saw the three Davids on the other side of the market. They had just come out of a shop and were walking towards other shops.

It should be similar to the situation at the Paper Man Shop, where they were handing out documents from the Supernatural Society everywhere.

Many shops did not conflict with David. It was obvious that everyone in Taiping Town abided by the rules.This is also in line with the situation in Taiping Ancient Town in the original work. They are all stubborn and regard rules as life.

Zhang Dong glanced at the departing figures of the three Davids, ignored them, turned and walked elsewhere.

"The owner of the paper doll shop said that there are coffin shops, ceramics shops, shroud shops, etc. in Taiping Town outside the Ghost Market. It is estimated that there is a terrifying supernatural power hidden behind each shop. You can go and check it out."

Zhang Dong thought and walked towards the setting sun.

The deeper he went into Taiping Town, the more obvious traces of supernatural phenomena he found.

This place is different from the town entrance. There are far fewer pedestrians coming and going, making it seem particularly deserted.

Most of them wrapped themselves up tightly, leaving only indifferent faces, and hurried on in a hurry.

Some people would turn their heads to look at Zhang Dong when they passed by him, while others would walk away on their own. Everyone seemed to be afraid of something nearby.

And there are almost no stalls here, instead there are dark houses lined on both sides of the road.

The door of the house was closed tightly, as if it had been closed long ago, and it seemed that no one was operating it, but through the paper windows, you could see oil lamps burning in some rooms. The color of the light was dark red, giving off an aura of resentment.

Zhang Dong slowed down his pace and moved his eyes from sign to sign.

"Blacksmith shop, steamed stuffed bun shop, ceramics shop, shroud shop"

When he reached the shroud shop, he stopped, turned around and looked around. There was no one here, and then he focused again on the shop in front of him.

The door of the shroud shop is locked. An old-fashioned brass lock locks the two light yellow wooden doors. In front of the shop is an open space with only a large wooden basin and an ancient mallet used for washing clothes. .

Look closer.

The basin was half filled with sewage. The water was very turbid. There were no clothes or fabrics in it, but it kept rippling and seemed to never stop.

Zhang Dong squatted down, squinted his eyes slightly, and vaguely saw a few long hairs floating in the turbid water. They were looming in the water, and it was difficult to see clearly under the dim light.

More importantly, the supernatural aura spreading out from this basin of water is very strong, indicating that it must be a derivative of a very high-level ghost.

Look up again.

Zhang Dong didn't notice that there were any windows in this shroud shop. It was built tightly, with no passage to the outside world except the main entrance, as if it was deliberately designed this way.

He even felt that this house could store water and prevent it from flowing out.
At this time.

While he was patiently observing the shroud shop, the basin of turbid water behind him suddenly rippled.

"Gurgle~!"

Some incomprehensible force affects the accumulated water, causing it to keep swaying in the basin, with the feeling of overflowing the wooden basin.

But whenever the water spreads to the edge of the basin, it will be blocked by an invisible barrier, and the water will turn back and fall into the basin again.

Zhang Dong's expression condensed and he looked at the basin of water vigilantly.

A faint stench began to fill the air, like it was emanating from a soaked and swollen corpse, making people feel nauseous.

"The water in this basin is somewhat similar to the water in Ghost Lake."

Ghost Lake is a classic S-class ghost in the original work. Its supernatural level is very terrifying. The water it spreads can submerge everything, and it has the ability to suppress ghosts.

In the original work, Yang Jian once led several captains to deal with the ghost lake incident and almost overturned. If he hadn't temporarily stolen [-]% of the ghost lake's supernatural beings, he could barely solve the supernatural incident.

The Ghost Lake has an inseparable connection with Taiping Town. It was once designed by the old people here to be an assembly line for imprisoning ghosts.

In addition, ghost money is also very important in this assembly line
But along the way, Zhang Dong didn't find the bank that made ghost money.

This made him wonder whether the bank existed in a ghost town. Even places like paper doll shops or coffin shops were certainly not as effective as ghost money.

It can be regarded as the most important store in Taiping Town besides the ancestral hall.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Dong looked at the surging basin again.

At this moment, the turbid water was shaking more violently, and there were more and more long hairs in the water, even covering half of the water.

If the accident is allowed to continue, Zhang Dong feels that a floating corpse may even swim out of the basin later.

Don't underestimate this basin of water. It seems very shallow, but in fact the other end of it is connected to the entire ghost lake.

There are countless floating corpses in the ghost lake, and they can use this basin of water to invade Taiping Town.
His expression changed, and he raised his right hand to wipe away the basin of water, but suddenly there was a sound of opening the door behind him.

"What a noisy thing, it's almost six o'clock and it's still not happening!"

I saw a middle-aged woman over fifty coming out of the shroud shop. She had a stern look on her face, kept uttering harsh words in her mouth, and stared straight at the horizon.

When passing by Zhang Dong, the latter clearly felt the traces of extremely serious supernatural erosion on her body, as well as the strong aura of hostility.

This middle-aged woman was wearing colorful clothes. There seemed to be a lot of them. The layers were stuck to her body, and the thickness was almost invisible.

They must all be ghost clothes with supernatural powers.She ignored Zhang Dong, walked straight to the wooden basin, picked up the mallet and threw it into the water.

At this time, there were more hairs in the basin, and a soaked and swollen scalp had been exposed.

However, before the floating corpse surfaced, it was hit hard by the woman's mallet.

The mallet seemed to contain supernatural power, and the seemingly innocuous attack directly knocked the floating corpse back into the water.

"There are only a few good days left, you damn thing are still restless!"

The middle-aged woman smashed it hard and cursed.

Soon, the head of the floating corpse disappeared, and even the few strands of hair disappeared into the turbid water. The churning water also stopped, and fell into silence again.

Zhang Dong's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but re-examine the ordinary-looking mallet.

"Maybe the mallet is not for washing clothes, but for fighting corpses floating in the water."

After the woman dealt with the ghost in the basin, she dropped the mallet and turned back. When she passed by Zhang Dong, she glanced at him and her eyes suddenly condensed.

"Interesting, that old guy is dying? He actually gave you such nice clothes, and the 30 yuan was wasted."

The middle-aged woman said coldly, without stopping, she continued walking towards the house.

Zhang Dong's eyes moved slightly: "Do you people in Taiping Town speak so harshly?"

After hearing this, the woman stiffened, turned around, and looked at Zhang Dong with cold eyes: "You young man, don't be ungrateful. Don't take advantage of good things. I don't know what you are like with the boss of that paper shop." relationship, but this is not the reason for your evaluation of our Taiping Town. If the rules of the ancestral hall were not here, I would have drowned you in that basin, and then took off your clothes, and you can still wash them. Sell!"

"You can try and see if that basin of water can drown me."

Zhang Dong frowned, feeling that it was difficult to communicate with a middle-aged woman.

He didn't hold back and chose to fight back.

He wanted to see what this shroud shop was capable of and how he could talk nonsense here.If you don't mind, he is willing to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

In the original book, the woman in the shroud shop was very violent. I didn't expect that the woman's elders were also the same. I don't know if it was because she wore the shroud all day long.

"Young man, please watch carefully. When I hit it with the mallet, it will be very painful." The middle-aged woman seemed to be interested. The mallet just appeared in her hand at some point, and then her figure was like The light bulb flickered suddenly as if there was a short circuit, and then came to Zhang Dong's side.

The mallet hit Zhang Dong's head directly at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. She seemed to be deliberately avoiding damaging Zhang Dong's tunic and chose the spot she thought was most vulnerable.

The whole process takes no more than half a second.

Zhang Dong didn't feel any emotion in his heart, and he took the hit with his head abruptly.

At the moment of contact, the supernatural energy contained in the mallet was instantly released, and a sinister smile appeared on the woman's face.

However, the next moment, the brief smile on her face disappeared, replaced by confusion, shock, and finally gradually turned into horror.

The imagined situation of Zhang Dong's head blooming did not appear. Instead, the mallet cracked at the moment of impact.

The mallet instantly broke into many pieces, scattered all over the floor, and then disappeared in an incomprehensible way, as if it had been erased by an eraser.

Then, after the small mallet disappeared, a thigh bone stained with blood emerged. It was not erased by the ability to interfere with the rules, because it was a real ghost.

However, for a period of time after the pattern is disturbed, it will be in a dead state and will not wake up in a short period of time.

"How is that possible?" The middle-aged woman looked shocked and stepped back unconsciously.

However, Zhang Dong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a somewhat strange smile. He raised his right hand at the woman, and then swung it.

Every time he waved, a piece of clothing on the woman disappeared, and the supernatural traces no longer existed.

No matter how powerful the ghost shroud is, it cannot escape the fact that it is a supernatural derivative. Facing the erasure of the rules and ghosts, the only result is that it disappears.

The clothes on the middle-aged woman disappeared one by one, but new shrouds always appeared, and it was not known how many shrouds she wore.

But every time a piece of clothing disappears, her face becomes paler, and she looks more and more like a dead person, as if the shroud is her life, and she will die completely without the supernatural support of the shroud.

at this time.

When the woman retreated to the door of the shroud shop, an old man suddenly walked out of the house. His eyes were lifeless and his eyes were dark. He was wearing a retro gown like a zombie in the movie.

Ordinary people will definitely be scared to shit when they see it.

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed and he speeded up his swing. The woman's clothes disappeared faster, and her life breath became weaker and weaker.

"enough!"

The old man in a long gown shouted angrily and stood directly in front of the woman, blocking the erasure ability.

However, his gown seemed to be affected by the interference ability. It was originally dark brown, but turned into light brown after being waved once by Zhang Dong.

If you continue to erase it, the color may become lighter and lighter.

Zhang Dong could tell at a glance that the old man's gown was a real ghost that could not be erased, or that it might be of a high level and just one erasure was not enough to make it disappear.

He didn't want to continue fighting, so he stopped waving.

Originally, he just wanted to teach this ignorant middle-aged woman a lesson, but now his goal has been achieved.

"Young man, my shroud shop has no enmity with you, why did you kill my daughter?"

The old man in a long gown said sternly, his brows furrowed deeply, and his eyes showed a bit of fear.

"I thought the people in the shroud shop were all virtuous, but it turns out there are still people I can talk to." Zhang Dong said coldly, "It was your blind daughter who made the evil remarks first and said she wanted to take my corpse." I just took off her clothes and taught her a lesson."

Hearing this, the old man in a long gown looked at the middle-aged woman. There was still some fear in the latter's eyes, and he hurriedly said: "He broke the mallet first! I didn't."

Her incoherence gave it away.

"That's enough!" The old man in a long gown raised his hand and slapped the middle-aged woman. He beat her until she sat on the ground, as if she had lost her soul. Then he looked at Zhang Dong again, "Young lady, she is my little daughter. Wujiao, let me apologize to you first, and that’s the end of it. I won’t be held accountable for the things you broke.”

"You old guy is quite reasonable." Zhang Dong said, "In this case, I won't stay here. It's already like this, and it's unlikely that I can learn any useful information from you. "

After saying that, Zhang Dong turned around and left.

The old man was silent for a moment, lifted up the faded gown and looked at it, then looked at Zhang Dong's back, and suddenly said:

"Hang on, young man, you said you want to know some information from my shroud shop, then would you like to come and sit in this old man's humble house?"

"It's okay." Zhang Dong turned his head slightly when he heard this. After realizing that it was getting late, he walked straight towards the shroud shop.

(End of this chapter)