Mysterious recovery

"Could it be that this ghost street is similar to the ghost post office, the same road, but different places?" Yang Jian guessed in his mind, and he looked at the paper boat in his hand.

The stuff is still there.

It is true.

But the street behind him has disappeared, and the existence of this paper boat proves that everything that happened just now is real, not a hallucination, nor a supernatural event.

"Since that person is gone, forget it, there's no need to worry so much."

"It's just... that mysterious faceless man needs to buy things on this ancient street, so it is enough to prove that the things on this ancient street must be extraordinary. If so, then what is the paper boat in my hand?" What about its purpose? I don't feel that this paper boat is a supernatural item, it's like an ordinary thing."

Yang Jian then withdrew his thoughts and focused on the paper boat he bought.

This thing cost him three yuan.

Moreover, the paper boat came from that weird paper-making shop, which is probably unusual. Although it looks ordinary, it is definitely not ordinary.

I just didn't discover the secret.

"Yang Jian, you're back? What are you holding in your hand, can you show me?"

Suddenly a voice appeared suddenly, but Liu San came out from an alley next to him. He stared at the paper boat in Yang Jian's hand, as if curious.

"No." Yang Jian immediately refused.

Liu Sandao: "This should be something you got from that ancient street, a paper boat? It looks like it was burned to the dead. I have some research on the supernatural in this area, maybe I can help you."

He had been wandering around, waiting for when Yang Jian would come back, so he guessed something.

"There is a paper-making shop in the ancient street. If you want to study it, go there yourself." Yang Jian said calmly.

Liu San didn't have any paper money in his hand, so no one knew what would happen to that paper-making shop, but he didn't say anything.

This information intelligence does not need to be shared.

After all, he was not at ease with Liu San either.

"Paper-making shop? So you got this stuff from that paper-making shop. Is there a boss in the paper-making shop?" Liu San was still very interested and eagerly asked.

Yang Jiandao: "It's all kinds of paper people, there are no living ones, it's frightening, you can find out when you go and see, oh, by the way, there is no way to invade that ancient street without a strong enough ghost domain, and At this point in time, that ancient street is closed and closed for business.”

"..."

Liu San looked at Yang Jian: "I understand, although you have concealed something, your information is very important to me, thank you."

"You're welcome, we are all colleagues, I will give some moral help, but not if it is too much." Yang Jian didn't care about revealing something.

"You're right, I was reckless just now, but during the time you left, I discovered a weird place, a place full of ghosts but with living people guarding it." Liu San changed the subject and said instead .

Yang Jian said: "It seems that you have already gone to investigate, what's the result?"

"Not too good, one of my paper figurines was killed." Liu San said, "The man stationed there is a top ghost master, maybe you can deal with him."

"You want to ask me for help?" Yang Jian said.

"No, we're just going to investigate the situation together." Liu San said, "You can refuse."

Yang Jian said, "Is that the ancestral hall?"

Although he just stood there, his scarlet ghost eyes were particularly eye-catching at night.

"You already knew?" Liu San hesitated.

Yang Jiandao: "I can see that there is a problem at a glance, but I am not interested in that place. The ancestral halls that dare to appear in Taiping Ancient Town are either ordinary or scary. Now it seems that the situation is the second, so I I chose the ancient street instead of the ancestral hall."

"It looks like I'm going to be stupid." Liu San said.

"Don't say that, you have a lot of life, so it's better to go to some dangerous places to investigate, but you don't even dare to set foot in that ancestral hall. I'm a little interested to see it, maybe I can say hello to the people there."

Yang Jian thought for a while and decided to go with Liu San.

Not to die.

Just don't worry.

After all, the Ghost Lake incident is here, and many details cannot be missed.

"Aren't you afraid of accidents?" Liu San asked suspiciously, "This doesn't seem like your style."

"I also want to ask what this thing is." Yang Jian shook the paper boat in his hand.

"Give me some research, and I can give you an answer." Liu San said.

Yang Jian smiled: "You, I can't be trusted. You have too many paper figurines. Who knows who you really are in reality? It's okay if you are a friend. If you are an enemy, you have to be more cautious. I hope You can understand."

He didn't beat around the bush, and expressed his thoughts face to face.

There is no need to worry and care so much.

Liu San said no more.

Because... his name is indeed not Liu San.

Chapter 63 The Strangeness of the Ancient Town

"It's here, it's here."

night.

Liu San brought Yang Jian to appear in front of the ancestral hall again.

Unlike during the day, the gate of the ancestral hall is closed at night, and it is very silent, with no sound at all.

"It's too late, the ancestral hall is closed. When I came before, the door of the ancestral hall was still open. It was closed not long ago, but there was an old man who guarded the ancestral hall inside, holding an enamel teacup, a little hunchbacked and one-eyed." Liu San said .

He told some of the situation in the ancestral hall.

"It was that person who killed me, a paper figurine. I think it would be safer to join forces with you. After all, I have to deal with the Ghost Lake incident. I don't want to consume too many paper figurines here."

But when Liu San was speaking, Yang Jian had already stepped forward and pushed open the heavy gate of the ancestral hall.

The door creaked and made a sharp grinding sound.

It was very clear at night in the quiet ancient town, and the sound was heard far away, and it is estimated that the nearby residents could have heard it.

After the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, there was a smell of burning paper, and the surrounding area was dark, only two inconspicuous oil lamps were lit in the middle of the ancestral hall.

The flames on the oil lamps were small and swayed slightly, not enough to illuminate the entire ancestral hall. Instead, because the two oil lamps were shaking, the surroundings were blurry, adding a bit of eerie feeling.

Yang Jian glanced at it and strode into the ancestral hall.

"Be careful." Liu San reminded.

Yang Jiandao: "The loud sound of pushing the door open didn't attract the attention of the person you mentioned. Either he is deaf, or he is not here. If he is, he has come to prevent us from coming in at this time."

"Why, are you afraid of being beaten?"

Glancing back.

Liu San was still standing outside the ancestral hall, not daring to come in.

"That's his next move, but this time we are going to face the two of us, so we have to weigh it a little bit, but you don't use a paper doll to paddle, then you will not only offend the people in the ancestral hall, but also Offended me."

Yang Jian said: "In addition, Li Jun is very dissatisfied with what you did in the ghost painting last time."

"To be honest, I also have some opinions. If you continue like this, you will offend all the captains sooner or later."

"As a paper figurine, I have already done something before, but I'm still dead, so I'm just a little apprehensive." Liu San walked in at this moment, and he stared at the surroundings, looking a little cautious.

After all, he still felt very distressed when a paper figurine was damaged for no reason.

Yang Jian stood in this ancestral hall and observed.

There is nothing strange around, and this building is also a normal building.

The only strange thing is the rows of spiritual seats in the middle of the ancestral hall.

He swept his eyes and calculated carefully in his mind. There are seven rows from top to bottom. too much.

There are altars, incense burners, oil lamps and braziers in front of the altar.

There is paper ashes in the brazier. Someone burned paper here, and it was not long ago.

"The paper has been burned, the incense has been burned, and the people have disappeared. It seems that everything here ends before six o'clock." Yang Jian glanced around.

He did not find the person who kept the ancestral hall.

Did not see any supernatural phenomenon.

"It's safe here at night."

After speaking, he looked back at Liu San.

"I'll find that old thing." Liu San looked gloomy at the moment.

After finally pulling Yang Jian over, he was in vain and couldn't find the one-eyed old man. This trip was obviously at a disadvantage.

"Most likely I can't find it."

Yang Jian said: "The entire ancient town is filled with a mysterious atmosphere, even I can't see it clearly. Even if your paper figurines search the entire ancient town, they won't be able to discover the truth."

"Here I feel that reality is deeply entangled with a certain spiritual space. As Shen Lin said before, this is a connection point, so many incredible things will happen here."

"Even so, there must be a 'road'. Give me time, and I can find it." Liu San said.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just stared at the rows of spiritual seats in front of him.

Different names are engraved on the spirit tablets, and there is no date of death or date of birth, which is very simple.

Although he knew a lot, he didn't know any names, they were all very strange.

But out of curiosity, he still wrote down all the names, maybe it will be useful in the future.

This is the benefit brought by the completion of the ghost image. You can look through your previous memories at any time, which can be regarded as a real photographic memory.

But just when Yang Jian and Liu San ran for nothing, another place in the ancient town.

This is an old ferry.

Shen Lin, Li Jun, and Ah Hong waited abruptly from day to night, but they were still several hours away from the correct time.

But as ghost masters, they are not short of patience.

After all, compared to facing a real ghost, waiting is a very easy thing.

It's past nine o'clock in the evening.

There are no street lights in the ancient town, so it is very dark.

On the dim roadside stones.

Two groups of eerie will-o'-the-wisps danced, which were Li Jun's eyes under the sunglasses.

He has no eyes and can't see anything, but his will-o'-the-wisp has a ghost domain, and the place illuminated by the fire is a ghost domain, so he can know everything around him through the ghost domain.

"There is no movement, everything is peaceful. The ancient town at night is much more peaceful than during the day. Everything seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, which makes me very uncomfortable." Li Jun said in a calm voice.

"Isn't it better to be calm? Why do you feel uncomfortable?" Ah Hong said.

Shen Lin said on the side; "Even the supernatural has become so regular, so it can only mean that the hidden things behind the ancient town are more frightening. Is the ghost lake incident inseparable from this? No one knows."

"But it must be clear that this is an S-level supernatural event."

"It must be uncomfortable to deal with a supernatural event but discover a bigger supernatural... Wait, someone is here."

suddenly.

Shen Lin made a gesture, and when he noticed someone approaching at night, he immediately reminded him in a low voice.

The two gloomy will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness suddenly went out, and Li Jun's figure disappeared.

Shen Lin also disappeared.

Ah Hong took a few steps back, and her figure quickly sank into the darkness, as if she had merged with everything around her.

The three quickly hid themselves.

In the middle of the two old houses next to it, footsteps came from an inconspicuous bluestone path.

The footsteps came suddenly, as if they appeared out of nowhere, but no one was seen passing by on the other side of the path, but at a certain time, at a certain point of time, such a person suddenly appeared on the road.

A middle-aged woman about 50 years old appeared in the shadow of the path. This middle-aged woman was very old, with many wrinkles on her face. At this moment, she was carrying a wooden basin with a basin of clothes in it, and walked towards the abandoned building. old ferry.

Middle-aged women dress very old-fashioned.

The style and workmanship of the clothes are not like those of this era, but rather like those of decades ago.