Mysterious recovery

"Yang Jian, once I confirm the location with Shen Lin, I will notify you. Maybe 10 minutes will be enough, and you should be ready." Li Jun left with Shen Lin after one last reminder.

He doesn't want to waste time on this.

As for Shen Lin, he didn't know what to think. He knew there was a problem with this street, but he didn't want to investigate too much.

Liu San was still standing there, he didn't move, but other Liu San appeared in other places in this small town.

His paper man has already begun to explore every corner of this town.

Chapter 59 Ancient Street

Several people separated again in Taiping Ancient Town.

Yang Jian is more interested in the non-existent ancient street. He thinks that the ghost lake incident may not be as simple as a simple supernatural event, but involves some things in the Republic of China period. Maybe if we understand this, we can understand the ghost lake clearly. What is the source of the incident.

Li Jun and Shen Lin paid more attention to the connection between the ghost lake and reality.

If you find that place, you can follow that point directly into the ghostly land where the ghost lake is located.

Liu San left a paper figurine beside Yang Jian, but there were other paper figurines in the ancient town. It was obvious that Liu San wanted to understand the ancient town as well as explore the nonexistent street.

"Ordinary tourists can enter that street, which means that the street will still be open to the outside world, and it will not exist forever. Now that the street has not appeared, it may not really disappear, but it needs specific people, specific people. condition to enter a particular place."

"Just like the ghost post office, it's only open for some people. People who don't meet the requirements can't see the existence of the ghost post office even if they stand at the door of the ghost post office."

Yang Jian stood in place at the moment, thinking in his heart: "Can the fifth-level ghost domain invade that street?"

After pondering for a while, he decided to try it out.

The ghost eyes opened at this moment.

The scarlet ghost eyes peeped out, emitting a strange red light, and the surrounding buildings were quickly affected and pulled into the ghost domain, and then the number of ghost eyes continued to increase, and the ghost domain superimposed.

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor... The fifth floor of the ghost domain was opened directly.

In sight, the buildings in the ghost domain gradually blurred, and some ordinary things were screened out by the ghost domain, unable to enter the fifth floor of the ghost domain.

Moreover, this layer of ghost domain has been able to connect to the supernatural space, sending some ghosts away from the real world.

This is also the reason why many ghosts need five levels of ghost domains to peep.

Because some ghosts do not exist in reality.

You need to break down the boundary between reality and supernatural to see the truth.

The five-level ghost domain is the boundary, so Yang Jian's ghost eyes can clearly see many hidden ghosts.

This time is no exception.

As the surrounding old buildings in sight gradually disappeared, an incredible scene appeared. An old street with a sense of age became clearer and clearer as the surrounding buildings blurred, as if from a ghost that did not exist in reality. gradually appeared.

This ancient street does not exist in reality, but because of Yang Jian's five-story ghost domain, a certain boundary has been broken through.

"Sure enough." Yang Jian stared at the street.

He even saw a lot of pedestrians in the street, men and women, and wearing various clothes, some in modern times, some in the 80s and [-]s, and some from the Republic of China period. These people of all kinds mixed together, as if they were witnesses the history of this street.

Yang Jian couldn't judge whether these people really existed, or were some ghostly images left behind by the ghost domain's connection to reality, because these people felt very real to him, their expressions, expressions, and every move were clearly visible, even their voices and even their voices. can be heard.

"That is……"

Suddenly.

He saw a figure suddenly appearing in the various streets.

It was a woman, her back was facing Yang Jian and she was walking towards the deeper part of the street. The figure from her back was somewhat familiar. high heels, her figure is enchanting.

Like Miss Hong.

But it didn't seem to be Miss Hong, because the woman in the red cheongsam had a jade bracelet on her wrist.

The jade bracelet is black, and its style is exactly the same as the one in Yang Jian's hand.

It's just that the jade bracelet in Yang Jian's hand was black with blood seeping into it, bright and strange.

"It's the same one." Yang Jian's ghostly eyes glanced over and compared quickly.

Same style, size, even texture, definitely the same one.

It's just that the cheongsam woman's hand is still a black jade bracelet, which hasn't soaked into the blood yet, while Yang Jian's hand is now considered a red jade bracelet.

"Who is that woman? Sister Hong? Or the original owner of the jade bracelet?" Yang Jian became confused.

He thought it was Sister Hong, but felt that there were many places that were not like Sister Hong, and he couldn't express this sense of disobedience.

"No matter what, let's go in and have a look." The curiosity in Yang Jian's heart became stronger and stronger, and he walked towards the street without saying a word.

The paper figurine Liu San next to him was left outside the ghost domain by him.

He didn't want to take Liu San to that ancient street, because he didn't feel at ease with Liu San either. There was some ambiguity between this guy's paper figurine and the paper sedan chair that carried Chen Qiaoyang away in Dadong City. Chu's relationship, and Liu San in front of him is just one of the paper figurines, so he can't help, but he can make trouble.

As he walked forward, Yang Jian got closer and closer to that street.

When he crossed a certain boundary in the last step and stepped into that street, Yang Jian suddenly felt that his ghost domain was disturbed, unable to maintain it, and disappeared immediately.

"Come in." Yang Jian looked solemn, and he looked back.

The scenery behind him was still the same, nothing had changed, it seemed that he could leave the street by taking a few steps back.

However, he knew that if he didn't meet the conditions, he might not be able to leave so easily.

But since he came in, he was also prepared, not impulsive.

"Let me see, what is the secret of this ancient Taiping town? There is such a strange street hidden." Yang Jian looked at the ancient street.

It was only after he came to this ancient street that he realized that it was deserted, not as lively as he had seen before, and all kinds of people seemed to have disappeared.

Is it really a supernatural image?

Yang Jian thought inwardly.

He walked forward.

There are rows of shops on the left and right of the old street, and occasionally there are some small stalls on the side of the road, but because this street is too deserted, there are no people at all, and Yang Jian didn't see a boss in front of the stalls. For business, some shops are also closed.

However, Yang Jian still saw that some shops were open.

He went on.

Holding a cracked spear in his hand.

Before entering this street, he had already taken the supernatural weapon, and he could deal with it if he encountered danger.

"This seems to be a street that has been forgotten by history. Everything here is frozen decades ago, and nothing seems to have changed." Yang Jian stopped walking.

He stood in front of a stall on the side of the road.

This is a stall selling masks.

There are all kinds of masks on the booth, most of them are Peking opera masks, and a few of them are strange masks, such as skull masks, ghost masks, and the angry human face mask in Yang Jian's hand. It seems that it was bought from this stall.

The masks are nothing special, neither is the booth.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just hung the mask on the booth again, and then continued to walk forward.

However, when he walked forward a few steps.

Sudden.

There was a loud noise behind him, as if a bustling street suddenly appeared, accompanied by the voice of an old man: "Wait, boy, don't want the mask, I'll refund the money to you."

moment.

Yang Jian stopped abruptly and looked back.

There was no one behind him, all the noise and noise disappeared, and it was still as deserted as before.

It seemed that everything just now was an illusion.

But when Yang Jian looked at the mask booth again.

There was a space where the masks were hung before, and I scanned around carefully, and found that all the masks were there, except that the mask with the angry face was gone, and I couldn't find it again.

But the weirdest thing was that there was an extra banknote at the booth.

The banknotes are green, and the denomination is actually three yuan.

correct.

This is a three-yuan note.

In reality, there is no three-yuan banknote at all.

But Yang Jian had seen such banknotes before. He had scraped a banknote on the body of a courier in the ghost post office.

That note is seven yuan.

Yang Jian silently took out the seven-yuan note from his pocket.

They are also brightly colored. Although some details are different, the styles are roughly the same.

"Is this seven-yuan note the money used in this place?" Yang Jian had such an idea in his mind.

The seven-yuan banknotes that the messenger received may have flowed out from here. The so-called usage of giving money to ghosts to avoid being killed by ghosts is just one of the methods that have been explored. Maybe the real use is here.

"I returned that mask and got a three-dollar bill, and with this seven-dollar bill, I have ten dollars in my hand."

Yang Jian thought about those two young men before: "Then what did they use to buy that mask from this street?"

An inexplicable chill emerged in my heart.

The couple definitely didn't buy the mask with ordinary money, they must have paid some price that even the couple themselves didn't know.

Didn't think much about it.

Yang Jian quickly left the booth after accepting the three-yuan note.

Since the stall selling masks dared to refund the money, he dared to accept it.

So what if it's weird.

Yang Jian has never seen such a big storm.

at the same time.

Liu San's figure appeared in various places in Taiping Town.

At last.

A paper figurine, Liu San, stopped in front of a very large old building in this town.

This turned out to be a shrine.

The wooden door of the ancestral hall was opened, and a lot of spiritual tablets could be vaguely seen inside, and the incense was lingering around. It seemed that someone worshiped and took care of it.

"Go in and have a look."

The paper figurine Liu San tried to approach this ancestral hall with some kind of curiosity and feeling.

But he just approached, and before he walked in, a man holding an enamel teacup, a little hunchbacked and blind in one eye appeared in the ancestral hall.

This man is about 60 years old, a bit old-fashioned.

At this moment, he snorted: "A dead person, what are you doing in the ancestral hall, get out."

That blind eye, pale and strange, turned slightly a few times, feeling inexplicably terrified.

The paper figurine Liu San stopped suddenly, and stood at the gate of the ancestral hall, feeling a burst of surprise in his heart.

The first thousand and sixty chapters of the three yuan paper shop.

Taiping Ancient Town does not seem to be peaceful.

Yang Jian entered a street that didn't exist in reality, and returned the previous mask, but strangely, a three-yuan note was returned to him at the unmanned booth.

This three-yuan banknote does not belong to the money of any era, and from the color and style of the paper, it looks like fake money produced by a small workshop, but this banknote can be regarded as a supernatural item, but the only thing that makes him doubt is What is the difference between the three yuan note and the seven yuan note?

Is it just the denomination that is different?

Yang Jian explored that street, but Liu San's paper figurine stopped in front of an ancestral hall in Taiping Ancient Town.

Holding an enamel teacup, a one-eyed old man in his sixties with a slightly hunched body stopped Liu San from approaching.

Liu San was in a state of surprise at the moment, he looked at this person, although at first glance, this person was ordinary and nothing to be surprised about, but when he looked closely, he revealed an unusual sense of weirdness.