I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 228: Half a stick of incense lit

"That's all, it's all for the town and future generations."

Seeing the looming Taiping Ancient Town and He Yin'er who was about to be completely invaded, the butcher sighed and raised the curling kitchen knife in his hand.

"I'm already a dead person anyway, so it doesn't matter if I die again."

He looked at the middle-aged woman next to him: "Sister Xu, please lend me some clothes."

"You make it sound like you can return the favor." The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, took off one piece from her body and threw it over. After all, she was once a neighbor, so of course she knew which piece the other party wanted.

"Thank you." The butcher grinned and put on the black coat. "I have been thinking about this for a long time when I was alive."

He didn't have ghost realm, but after putting on these clothes, he could actually use ghost realm to fly directly to He Yin'er's position.

This ghost costume is similar to the human skin lantern at the headquarters. It allows people to use the ghost realm, but the human skin lantern is safer. Even if it is worn by ordinary people, the place covered by the light will be the ghost realm.

The person wearing this ghost costume still needs to cast the ghost realm on his own, and there is a risk of being attacked after resuscitation.

In fact, every piece of clothing made by this middle-aged woman has a risk of recovery, so the clothes must be washed with ghost lake water every once in a while to suppress the evil ghosts in the clothes.

As soon as the butcher's front legs flew away, He Liansheng fell crookedly on the wooden boat and gasped for breath. His energy and energy were weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that the end was really approaching.

Boss Liu and the Faceless Man wanted to help him, but He Liansheng waved his hand and refused, saying: "You two go and help, don't let Lao Zhao be stopped."

The two nodded and each used their skills. He Liansheng tremblingly handed the ghost money to the middle-aged woman: "Sell me that gown."

The middle-aged woman was silent for a few seconds. She did not accept the ghost money, but silently pulled off a pair of blue gown from her body.

This ghost clothing is similar to a music box and can be forcibly extended for three days. However, once the three days are up, the clothing itself will immediately kill the person wearing it.

It was obvious that He Liansheng was already reflecting on his past and was going to use the last three days to arrange his funeral arrangements.

"Thank you."

He Liansheng tremblingly unfolded the blue gown, and you could see that the lining of the gown was actually full of mouths, and each mouth was filled with extremely sharp teeth.

After putting on the clothes, countless sharp teeth immediately bit He Liansheng's body tightly and pulled outwards with force, but they were restricted by the long clothes and could not pull it off.

But with the movements of the mouths, the gown began to twist and deform. Three days later, the gown was torn to pieces and He Liansheng was cut into pieces. But before that, the clothes were indeed protecting him, even if his life span was exhausted. That’s okay too.

However, this ghost coat is obviously not as strong as the music box, because the ghost controller who is cursed by the music box can squander his supernatural power unscrupulously during that period of time, and this gown can only barely save He Liansheng's life, and it is impossible to summon the soul.

On the other side, under the cover of Boss Liu and the Faceless Man, Butcher Zhao successfully reached He Yin'er and stretched out the kitchen knife in his hand. Before he could make a move, the female ghost in white who was lying behind the girl suddenly turned her head. , staring at him with empty eyes, and burst into tears.

Butcher Zhao was stared at and cried by the female ghost in white. His solid body suddenly became blurry and was about to dissipate.

"Well, if I hadn't been dead, I definitely wouldn't have done this job." He shook his head, and the kitchen knife in his hand was as nimble as a chef cutting a cow.

In the hands of the butcher, this kitchen knife could only be used to chop at close quarters. It was considered a copycat version of a hatchet. However, in the hands of the butcher Zhao, it flew up and down, stabbing, picking, hooking, and cutting. Every time the knife went down, it was almost the same as He Yin. The female ghost in white clothes merged into one body and picked off a little bit.

"The curse is disappearing..." Tang Long, who was holding the ghost scissors, could see it clearly, and he and Lao Zhou immediately attacked the source ghost with all their strength to prevent him from affecting that side.

But in the end, Butcher Zhao was still a little short of time, and only separated He Yin'er and the female ghost in white by more than half, and they dissipated unwillingly.

The source ghost's supernatural attack was too terrifying, otherwise he would have been able to survive for a long time.

However, these were enough for He Yin'er to regain consciousness temporarily. She gritted her teeth, held the ghost clothes in her hand, and threw it towards Tang Long with all her strength.

"Whoosh whoosh—!"

Of course her power couldn't throw it that far, but the cold ghost's ability was to turn the surrounding water vapor into thin ice flakes, like a slide, and slide the ghost clothes around Tang Long's neck.

Strictly speaking, this ghost clothes was originally a scarf. After hanging on Tang Long's neck, it actually seemed to be alive, automatically circling and swimming around, gradually completing the puzzle with the five ghost clothes, integrating into one, and becoming part of clothing.

And the fabrics hanging down from it just covered the eyes, ears, mouth, and noses of four of the ghosts, except for the last ghost whose whole face was squirming.

But this was enough. Although the balance was not restored, only one ghost head lost control. Tang Long's suppression quota rose to twenty-seven. There were only three ghosts that revived, so there was no need to worry about it. Just use restart to resist.

He could even move the grave soil again while throwing the ghost rope to hold He Yin'er to prevent her from falling into the ghost lake.

Everything was going smoothly, even Wei Jing in the conference room opened his eyes again, but at this moment, Tang Long's Five Ghost Clothes suddenly started to change color!

Red, green, white, black...

<divclass="contentadv"> Various colors spread on the clothes, and there was even excruciating pain in some places, gradually forming the shape of a human head.

"What is this thing?" Tang Long's expression changed, his ghost eyes swept across the audience, and he immediately saw the group of old friends.

This time, the number of actor ghosts was not thirty-five, but thirty-six. The one leading the group was wearing colorful costumes and looked somewhat similar to the five ghosts.

Under the double restriction of grave soil and will-o'-the-wisps, the ghost lake is no longer enough to suppress all the ghosts, and the most terrifying S-class ghosts will of course be the first to escape.

Unfortunately, Tang Long had fought against the actor ghost before, so these guys had just gotten out of trouble and immediately targeted him.

What's worse is that with the Actor Ghost in the lead, it seems that as long as one Actor Ghost is triggered to kill, all the Actor Ghosts will attack, because Tang Long has only fought three Actor Ghosts, but now he is being beaten by thirty Six actor ghosts attacked at the same time!

Thirty-six S-class ghosts, what is this concept?

The terrifying supernatural power swept through his body instantly, and Tang Long had difficulty even blinking his eyelids. But when he saw the actor ghost, he already realized that something was wrong and struggled to get something from the bone bracelet.

Originally, there was enough time, but at this moment, a strange smell of rouge suddenly reached Tang Long's nose.

"Ahh-!"

In this precious last moment, he actually sneezed hard!

Since Zhang Youhong inherited her mother's red cheongsam and high-heeled shoes, why didn't Rouge Ghost also?

It was also Zhang Mu's supernatural puzzle and Rouge Ghost's supernatural powers. Of course Guihu had already learned it a long time ago.

"It's really a leaky house and it rains all night long..."

Tang Long only had time to smile bitterly before his body collapsed at that moment. The Yata mirror on his chest completely shattered with a "pop" and fell towards the ghost lake.

"Mr. Tang lost?!"

At this moment, Cao Yang, who was struggling to maintain the wooden boat, Cheng Hao in the suburbs of Zhongzhou City, and even the four people in Taiping Ancient Town felt that the sky was about to collapse.

Unknowingly, Tang Long has become the "leg brother" in the minds of many people. Without these thick legs, their last hope for the world will be destroyed.

He fell from the dark sky, his head was surging one after another, and he couldn't even move a finger.

In the process of falling, his body was constantly being eroded and absorbed. If it weren't for the Five Ghost Clothes covering him, he would have been completely destroyed by now.

But even with the Five Ghost Clothes, Tang Long could only live for a few more seconds at most. The quantity and quality of the supernatural attacks were too exaggerated, and even the ghost's body couldn't bear it.

And He Yin'er, who had just been pulled by the ghost rope by the ankle, was now continuing to fall down. Seeing this scene, he didn't know where to find the strength to struggle. He suddenly raised his hand and fired the last blast of cold energy at Tang Long. .

The ice cone was bone-chilling, piercing through Tang Long's wrist and freezing the actor's ghost head that grew on his wrist.

Although it only took less than half a second for the actor ghost to break free from the ice, this short half second was enough for Tang Long to move his fingers and throw something out of the bone bracelet.

That's half a stick of sandalwood that's already burning!

Strange white smoke emitted from the lit broken incense. The smoke gathered but never dispersed, condensed but never emitted, gradually depicting the figure of a graceful woman.

That was Tang Long's human shield that had been hidden in the shadows and had not been released.

At this moment, the source ghost's instinct also realized that the fear was coming, and even gave up resisting the grave soil and will-o'-the-wisps, and controlled most of the supernatural beings to attack the incense, trying to extinguish it.

"thump--!"

However, all that was swallowed up by the stormy waves was a rag doll.

Behind the puppet is a lifeless old lady carrying a vegetable basket.

Then, a tall and burly male corpse holding a hatchet in his hand, a lifeless old man with corpse spots on his face, and an old man covered in decay and covered with grave soil all appeared.

"My dear mother, we have just met, are you so eager to send me to death?"

The white smoke dissipated, and a faint red light emerged. Standing behind the four puppets was a graceful and enchanting woman wearing black high heels. She had a faint smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"But I'm afraid I can't let you get your wish this time, because I have already died once."

Along with her laughter, another group of puppets appeared, still Li Qingzhi, Meng Xiaodong, Luo Wensong, and Luo Qian lined up in order.

Zhang Youhong, one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, has returned.