Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 88 Twelve Exhibits

Although one of his legs was numb from the fatal attack, Cao Yang still had the Ghost Den, so it was easy for him to just move to another location.

With a flash of his body, Cao Yang picked up the popularity bag that fell on the ground. The arm that he had just stretched out had been retracted due to the attraction of the ghost candle. He quickly tied it tightly and then tied it around his waist again.

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming, if you had given me a ghost candle in advance, I would have dared to go and test the bottom of the lamp for you, but now I don't have the courage to go again."

Cao Yang shook his head. He had completely given up the idea of ​​exploring bwg in depth. This was a topic that could not be touched at all.

"It's time to leave."

Cao Yang tried to expand the ghost den and invade directly to the first layer, but failed this time. The ground completely blocked the invasion of the ghost den.

"how so?!"

The sudden change made Cao Yang feel uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Can't the way we came be the way we leave?"

It's times like this that make it even more important to stay calm. Cao Yang knows this well.

"If the ghost den is useless, there is no need to expand the range. It would be bad if we accidentally trigger the rules of the evil ghosts."

"There are eighteen exhibits on the first floor, but the second floor is obviously much more empty than the first floor. There are bronze swords, ancient corpses, and the strange figure that was lingering nearby before."

"If we estimate conservatively, there should be only about ten exhibits on the second floor. But now I don't have a ghost candle, so I can't guarantee the accuracy of this number."

Cao Yang shrunk the scope of his ghost den, covering only himself and about one meter around him. Moreover, his ghost den had a major flaw: it could not help him see clearly in the darkness, so Cao Yang could only grope around manually.

"The ghost of gravity is too deadly. Maybe I should look for the puzzle piece of the gravity ghost."

He moved carefully along the wall of the second floor. Maybe Cao Yang was lucky or something, but no ghosts attacked him. It was as if the evil spirits were deliberately staying away from him.

Time was passing by, and Cao Yang had no choice but to take back the ghost den. If he continued to do so, the gravity ghost would become restless after its resurrection, and he couldn't waste his energy on fruitless exploration.

Cao Yang slumped in the dark corner. Before this, he had walked around the entire second floor, but could not find any stairs or steps to go downstairs, so he gave up.

"BWG should have time rules like the post office. At a certain time, the lights will come back on, and the exhibits and ghosts will be suppressed again. But the problem now is that I have already stolen a lot of exhibits. If turning on the lights means that the night watchman will appear again, then I will definitely die."

It was eight o'clock in the morning, and the strange noises in the second-floor exhibition hall were gradually fading away, as if a greater terror was brewing somewhere, shocking all the exhibits.

"The big one is coming."

Cao Yang naturally noticed something was wrong, he slowly stood up, alert to everything around him. Now the BWG was no longer completely dark, but light was gradually seeping in, although not much, but much better than the previous pitch-black.

"Just wait and see."

At nine o'clock, all the lights came on at the same time, and the dim light dispelled the darkness. All the exhibits stayed in the display cases. However, two display cases were empty. Judging from the size, one was for bronze swords, and the other was completely empty, which was for ancient corpses.

"It should be alright, right?"

Cao Yang felt a little nervous. If the night watchman showed up, he would have nowhere to run.

"If that doesn't work, just take out the bronze sword. I hope my small body can hold on until I get out alive."

At 9:10, the entire second floor was dead silent. Cao Yang had already taken the bronze spear in his hand, ready to nail down any danger at any time.

Another ten minutes passed, and everything was normal, but Cao Yang did not relax his vigilance, but carefully scanned the structure and layout of the entire second floor. "I have collected two of the twelve exhibits, leaving ten. So the first floor of BWG exhibits the remains of less terrifying evil spirits, while on the second floor, complete evil spirits and extremely lethal supernatural objects and weapons have begun to appear."

"What about the third floor? Are they all S-level ghosts?"

Thinking of this, Cao Yang couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. Wang Xiaoming's vision was sharp enough, but he still underestimated the horror of this BWG.

In terms of the degree of terror and harm, the ancient corpse is comparable to a knocking ghost defined as Class A. The bronze sword has the rule that whoever holds the sword must strike out and whoever draws the sword must die, and the cost of one strike must be offset by almost two ghost candles. These two points are enough to prove that the bronze sword is more terrifying than the hatchet.

"If those things on the third floor were to get out of control and appear in reality, it would definitely be an unprecedented SS-level event. I'm afraid that starving ghosts would be nothing compared to those collections."

Cao Yang estimated the three layers of bwg in his mind.

"From the looks of it, the night watchman seems to be a figure from the Republic of China period, but it's hard to say whether he is the first or second generation. This profession may also be inherited."

While thinking, Cao Yang's eyes flickered as he kept looking around the entire second floor.

"Wait, that's..."

A certain wall suddenly disappeared, as if it had been wiped out, and was replaced by a flight of stairs leading downwards. However, the stairs led to bottomless darkness, making it impossible to tell where the stairs led to.

Cao Yang walked over quickly. Now that the light was suppressed, he didn't have to worry about the exhibits suddenly erupting. He just had to guard against the appearance of the night watchman.

"Let's experiment."

There were a few bottles and jars in the backpack that were used to store ghost blood. Cao Yang picked one out at random and threw it down the stairs.

"Jingle, clang, clang."

The metal bottle made a crisp sound when it hit the steps, and even when it fell into the darkness, the sound could still be heard.

"it should be no problem."

Cao Yang was a little undecided because without the ghost candle there would be no cost of trial and error, and any decision made at this stage would involve taking risks.

"Let's give it a try. If it's really the same level of road, this should be the last chance. There's no way I can survive another night in BWG."

After careful consideration, Cao Yang walked up the stone staircase that exuded a cold atmosphere, but fortunately no supernatural phenomena occurred.

"There are twenty-four steps in total. Is there any meaning behind it?"

A few minutes later, Cao Yang finished walking up this section of stairs, and the end of the stairs was indeed an exhibition hall on the first floor, because he saw the bottle he had just thrown down, and the stairs were facing the BWG confinement gate, and there was light outside the gate.

"Whatever, it's time to leave."

Cao Yang did not forget the curse on the gate, but the ghost blood and ghost candles had been used up.

"Then pry the door open."

The bronze spear in his hand was inserted directly into the gap between the double-opening doors. If it was a bronze sword, the door would have been opened. Cao Yang exerted force suddenly, and the door was opened a little, but this was enough.

The ghost cave flashed, and Cao Yang's figure appeared outside BWG.

(End of this chapter)