Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 321 Old Nie
"Who is there?"

Li Jun's strange human skin was filled with green ghost fire, but even so he was still affected by the cold. This temperature was not real, but some unknown spirit was affecting reality, which could be called a special ghost cave.

"There's no need to tell you my identity, but since you've already chosen your own burial place, I don't mind sending you there in advance."

The voice continued.

Then, heavy snow began to fall in this dark and dark dead city. The temperature suddenly dropped even lower, as if even the blood could solidify.

"You're playing tricks and interfering with the captain's actions. I'll just deal with you first!"

Li Jun shouted angrily, and the ghost fire in his eye sockets expanded instantly, but he did not unfold the ghost den as he wished, because the ghost den level of the person opposite was higher than the ghost fire.

“Tap, tap, tap—!”

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps around, but the footsteps sounded quite strange, as if they were stepping on dead leaves or ice, accompanied by a crackling sound.

"Is Ye Zhen behind this?"

The ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead had opened and was scanning the surroundings restlessly. Through the darkness, he saw that the dark lake surface not far away was freezing rapidly, and a blurry figure was walking towards them.

"The fifth level of ghost den can affect reality, and there is also this kind of supernatural being that can freeze the water in the ghost lake. It really looks like Ye Zhen."

Obviously, Yang Jian has already listed Ye Zhen as a suspect, but judging from his tone and manner just now, this is not Ye Zhen's style.

"Boom!"

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

The other party did not speak again, but made a dull and suppressed sound like beating a drum.

"Boom!"

The dull drum sound makes people tremble all over, as if someone is hitting their heart with a drumstick again and again, making people feel suffocated.

"Not only does he not dare to show his face, he is also so timid in doing things, like a rat in the gutter, not even worthy of being on the stage."

The sound of the drum was very strange. When it reached the ears of several captains, it was no longer a simple drum sound, but was mixed with a shrill scream like that of a terrifying ghost. This was a terrifying and fatal attack!

Li Jun was the first to be affected. The makeup on his painted face melted and collapsed in an instant, which made Li Jun shocked and angry.

Next was Yang Jian. His ordinary body was totally unable to withstand this level of supernatural attack. Blood oozed from his mouth, nose, eyes and even ears. His healthy skin instantly became dry and shriveled, and bruises covered his entire body.

In comparison, Shen Lin and Liu San's situations are much better. The former does not exist in reality at all, while the latter has simply abandoned his living body. Even if it is a fatal attack, they can withstand it.

The next moment, a rich scarlet color instantly spread from the location of Yang Jian's body and spread out. A tall black shadow stood up from the ground. A blood-stained old newspaper was stuck on the shadow's face, and Yang Jian's face was imprinted on the newspaper.

"If it weren't for Ye Zhen, you would dare to do it without saying anything. You can go to hell now."

There was no expression on Yang Jian's face printed on the newspaper. His eyes were full of indifference without a trace of human emotion. He was like a numb ghost.

The tall ghost shadow held the cracked spear in his hand, and the already dark surface of the lake instantly became darker and deeper. It was Yang Jian who was using the ghost shadow to cover it, and the effect was remarkable. He had already found the footprints left by that person.

Without hesitation, the ghost raised his knife and swung it down. He didn't even pay attention to the other person's appearance, and just chopped him down directly.

The knife was extremely ruthless, splitting the medium in half from head to toe. At the same time, Liu San and Shen Lin also moved.

Liu San stretched out an arm. The yellow paper on his arm had completely peeled off at some point, revealing an old arm that was blue and black and covered with mildew. What was even more terrifying was that there were six fingers on the palm of the hand connected to this arm!
He raised his hand, then let it fall, like a dying person taking his last breath.

The darkness around was forcibly forced back, and then the fingers of the ghost hand bent into a claw shape and actually grabbed the gloomy ghost den directly. At the same time, the blurry figure also became completely solid at this moment.

He was a man in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance. There was nothing special about him, but his body was cold and gray, and his skin was bruised, as if he had been frostbitten.

As the man was exposed, Shen Lin's supernatural attack suddenly came. He had invaded this man's memory, but the memory was strange. No matter where Shen Lin went, he could always sense a vague sense of being watched, as if someone was following him.

“This feeling is really unpleasant.”

The elegant Shen Lin was holding a scarlet axe in his hand at the moment, which seemed a bit out of tune with his usual style.

Although he felt a little strange, Shen Lin did not think much about it. He was an alien, and a very special one among aliens. Memory was his home ground, so he did not feel afraid.

"I'll just chop you up in my memory."

This is a city, but its level of modernization is not high. It can even be said that it has not been developed at all. There is not even a tall building as far as the eye can see.

Not only that, the people in the memory were also very strange. They were all wearing outdated retro clothes. What was even more strange was that everyone was holding an old-fashioned oil lamp in their hands and walking in the opposite direction of Shen Lin.

In reality, Yang Jian slashed with a knife, but the man in front of him was not hurt at all. He casually took out a playing card from the chest pocket of his clothes, and the card was printed with his own photo.

The next second, the playing card turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

"Old Nie, these little guys are really powerful. You shouldn't show up so early."

At this time, another man's voice was heard, and this time Yang Jian recognized it.

"Chen Qiaoyang, it's you?"

Obviously, he had identified the owner of the voice.

However, at this moment, a hole was torn open outside the ghost den belonging to Yang Jian. Six evil ghosts surrounded Chen Qiaoyang in the middle. The leading ghost was holding a rusty sickle in his hand. It was obvious that this thing had torn open his own ghost den.

"It's you again, a dangerous person. I let you run away last time in Dadong City. This time, I have to keep you no matter what."

Hearing Chen Qiaoyang's voice, Li Jun suddenly became furious, and a ball of ghost fire jumped in his hand, as if he would use the ghost fire again to connect to the ghost painting world in the next second, and then take those ghosts with him to completely exile this troublemaker old man.

"Long time no see, Major General Li, you are still as irritable as ever. But I don't want to touch the dirt on you anymore, and I'm not here to fight. We will meet again if we are destined to."

Chen Qiaoyang's voice came from the group of ghosts. Although he didn't have the pendulum clock with him this time, he was able to drive away a sufficient number of evil spirits, which also made him confident.

"You can come and go as you please. Do you think this den of ghosts is your home?"

Yang Jian used the deceptive ghost necklace to create a new body, and the ghost shadow also attached to it, but at this moment the expression on his face was particularly stern, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Ah Hong, Liu San, Li Jun, don't hold back at all. This time, you must keep him in this Shen Lake."

(End of this chapter)