Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian couldn't stand the constant increase in prices of this black shop anymore. He felt that if he really had to spend money to buy a coffin, he might not have enough money left to fill it in. If this was the case, then he would not be used to this shop. It's a black shop.

At this moment, the gloomy will-o'-the-wisp spread in the coffin shop, and in just a moment, the will-o'-the-wisp almost enveloped the entire shop.

The originally dim oil lamp was dyed the color of a will-o'-the-wisp at this moment. From a distance, the coffin shop looked as if it had been lit by a fire.

For personal purposes, Yang Jian deliberately controlled the will-o'-the-wisp to avoid the coffins in the shop to prevent these coffins from being ignited by the will-o'-the-wisp.

"Are you really planning to take action?" Lin Yunhui on the side felt a little surprised. It seemed that he did not expect that Yang Jian would be so reckless and use his supernatural power in the coffin shop at the slightest disagreement.

Yang Jian's face was still gloomy: "I don't have the habit of being taken advantage of and killed. If this coffin shop wants to be a profiteer, it depends on whether it has the ability. And I said before that I have the idea of ​​robbing the coffin shop. Don't you? Do you think I really just said it? Well, since I have taken action now, don’t be polite. I will empty all the coffins here today, and then destroy this shop, so that this coffin shop will be there from now on. Disappeared on the ghost streets.”

Either he doesn't do it or he never does it.

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand to lift up a red coffin, and then walked directly outside the coffin shop.

However, Yang Jian's behavior obviously violated the biggest taboo in the coffin shop.

From the past until now, I have never heard of any ghost controller successfully robbing a coffin shop. There may have been some brave people in the past, but those people did not succeed and died in the coffin shop instead.

Although times have changed, perhaps this coffin shop is no longer as glorious as it used to be, but it is absolutely impossible to just watch Yang Jian refuse to pay and just take away a red coffin.

"boom!"

In an instant, the door of the old coffin shop was closed directly, and even the door bolt fell automatically, obviously not intending to let Yang Jian leave.

"You want to stop me with just one door?" Without saying a word, Yang Jian raised his other hand and dropped the spear he was holding tightly without hesitation.

The hatchet became extremely sharp the moment it touched the supernatural being.

The door of the coffin shop is not an ordinary door, but a supernatural door, like two coffin boards, which seem to contain incomprehensible terrifying ghosts.

As the hatchet fell, the door that had just been closed instantly split into several pieces, accompanied by bursts of weird screams.

Yang Jian looked down slightly.

But they found that the broken door panel was squirming slightly, and blood was flowing out. The board was not wood, but pieces of smelly flesh and blood embedded in it.

Stepping on the broken door panel, Yang Jian strode out of the coffin shop.

However, as soon as I walked out, I found that it was pitch dark outside, and the familiar ghost street had completely disappeared. Or maybe this was not a ghost street at all, because in the darkness not far away, a yellowish oil lamp glowed slightly in mid-air. Swaying, the oil lamp looked very familiar, it was exactly the same as the oil lamp in the coffin shop behind him, and there was a wooden door under the oil lamp.

The wooden door was of an old style and had a locked bolt. It was the door Yang Jian had smashed just now.

"You walked out of the door and returned to the coffin shop?" Yang Jian's ghostly eyes turned slightly. He peeked at the scene in the distance and stopped immediately.

Then he looked around and found a horrifying scene outside the dim shop.

On the road leading to the dim oil lamp in the distance, there were actually coffins on both sides. Moreover, these coffins looked very old, and the paint on them had faded. And the most disturbing thing is that many coffins It was actually open. Through the open mouth of the coffin, one could vaguely sense that there was a terrifying supernatural being inside that was about to revive.

These coffins were arranged one after another, and the number was so overwhelming that it made one’s head tingle.

"If we take a few more steps forward, the ghosts in the coffin may revive. Then these ghosts will tear us apart. The act of robbing the coffin shop is too dangerous. You should seriously consider it again." Lin Yunhui's voice started from sounded behind him.

Yang Jian said: "I never thought about walking to the opposite side. Even if I walked there, I would just go back to the coffin shop. When the door is opened, there may be another coffin shop behind the door. This is an endless cycle. The supernatural power is enough to trap any ghost master here. If you want to leave here, you must break the supernatural cycle in the coffin shop."

He understood that the moment he stepped into the coffin shop, he was no longer in the ghost street, but in the supernatural world inside the coffin shop.

It is impossible to succeed in any case if you act on someone else's territory.

"Be kind and make money. Put down the coffin and pay twenty yuan for the door panel. You can leave." A faint voice echoed again, but this time the voice did not come from the coffin shop behind you, but from outside the shop. Coming from that dark world.

And with the sound of this sound, many of the coffins lined up in rows outside the door shook slightly.

"You want me to compensate? Go ahead, you profiteer. The price of a ten-yuan coffin has been increased to twenty-four yuan. I won't give you a cent today. Kill me if you can, otherwise I will empty your coffin today." Coffin shop." Yang Jian no longer tolerated it at this moment and retorted unceremoniously.

"Just pay twenty yuan, that's the money you paid to buy your life." The faint voice appeared again, but this time it became particularly sinister, like a ghost whispering.

At the same time, there were creaking sounds in the darkness outside the door. These sounds were made when the coffin boards rubbed against the coffin.

That means a lot of what's inside the coffin is coming to life.

If every coffin outside represents a ghost, then the number Yang Jian will face at this moment will be so large that it makes people feel desperate.

"You wasted my time, so I'll pay you twenty yuan. If you don't pay, I'll burn down your coffin shop and empty out your coffins." Yang Jian said coldly, and then his ghost eyes turned to peek around.

In his sight, the boundary between reality and the supernatural was abruptly broken.

Although he was still in the strange coffin shop, his sight had already reached the ancient town of Taiping, which was submerged by the ghost lake.

Lin Yunhui on the side looked at Yang Jian in surprise.

It was hard for her to believe that such an impulsive and reckless person could go so far on the path of supernatural beings.

The current situation is not good for you no matter what. Now it is a normal decision to choose to lose money and settle the matter. If you were a less courageous person, you would not think there is anything wrong even if you kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy.

However, Yang Jian chose the most incredible approach.

However, Lin Yunhui did not dissuade him, but chose to believe Yang Jian's approach.

Because no one is stupid enough to seek death.

next moment.

Yang Jian took action.

He lifted the red coffin with one hand and threw it forward.

The huge force caused the empty coffin to fly out directly, but what people didn't expect was that the thrown red coffin did not fall to the ground, but instead hit a big hole in the air.

Light shines in from outside the hole, dispelling the surrounding darkness. At the same time, the outside world can be seen through the hole.

It was an ancient town submerged by the lake.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the coffin fell on the roof of a house in Taiping Ancient Town in the real world.

"To break the boundary between the supernatural and reality so easily?" Lin Yunhui's expression moved slightly, feeling shocked.

She wouldn't have found such a method strange in the Republic of China era, but it would be a bit unbelievable that people in this era could do it.

Because this era has only been facing supernatural resurgence for a few years.

In other words, the Yang Jian in front of him has grown to this point in a few years.

"What are you doing standing there? Help me empty the coffin shop?" Yang Jian glanced at Lin Yunhui, then turned around, returned to the coffin shop again, and lifted up another red coffin.

Throw it out again.

Before the passage between reality and the supernatural land was closed, Yang Jian threw another coffin out.

Lin Yunhui was startled for a moment, but she quickly reacted. Her actions were faster and more sophisticated than Yang Jian's. Seizing this opportunity, she threw three coffins in an instant.

Three coffins lined up in a straight line, crossed the passage, and fell into reality.

Seeing such an easy success, Lin Yunhui showed a little excitement on her face. She took action again, and three more coffins were thrown out by her.

But this time, luck didn't seem so good. Two coffins flew out, but the last coffin fell into the coffin shop.

The channel between reality and the supernatural was closed at this moment. It seemed to be eroded by the darkness outside, causing the channel opened by Yang Jian to no longer be maintained.

"Robbers, you two robbers will definitely die here." The faint voice in the darkness outside revealed anger at this moment.

At the same time, cold and terrifying figures appeared in the darkness one by one. Those figures gathered together and rushed towards the two people in the coffin shop.

At this moment, I don’t know how many evil ghosts were released.

Yang Jian had no expression on his face, once again breaking the boundary between reality and the supernatural place, and once again threw a coffin out: "Go, leave here, don't hesitate."

Then he took a step forward without hesitation, crossed the supernatural land, left the coffin shop, and returned to Taiping Ancient Town.

"What a pity." Lin Yunhui could only evacuate quickly when he saw this.

She knew that Yang Jian was on the safe side and didn't want any accidents to happen, otherwise she would have been able to grab several more coffins.

The front legs of the two disappeared.

On the back foot, the will-o'-the-wisps in the coffin shop began to extinguish quickly, and at the same time, old and terrifying old corpses seemed to appear out of thin air, crowding the entire shop, as if they were going to swallow everything up.

But it was too late.

Yang Jian has successfully robbed the coffin shop and fled back to Taiping Ancient Town.

Moreover, this coffin shop seemed to have certain rules and regulations. The ghosts here did not leave the coffin shop to chase them.

Subsequently.

A voice full of resentment echoed in the dim coffin shop: "Give me back my coffin."