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

Chapter 230 The Shopkeeper of Taiping Ancient Town

Cheng Hao half-knelt down on the roof of the villa, with an expression of pain and joy.

The pain is because I have just used the Ghost Domain too much and is about to recover. The joy is because the Ghost Lake is at the end of its battle and will soon be suppressed.

"Zhongzhou City is safe."

He took a long breath, stood up panting, and struggled back to the bedroom.

Beside the bed, there was a golden coffin. He had already felt that he was about to reach his limit, so he had already prepared things for his death. Don't forget that Zhongzhou City, which he had guarded for several years, was finally revived by his ghost. destroyed.

But just as his hand reached towards the coffin, his other hand pressed on it in advance.

"Who?!" Cheng Hao was startled. He raised his head but couldn't help but relax, "Tang, Mr. Tang?"

He didn't ask how Tang Long came in. After watching the scene of the other party competing with Gui Hu, in Cheng Hao's heart, there was nothing this man couldn't do.

"You are the person in charge of Zhongzhou City, right? I have requisitioned this coffin." Tang Long glanced at him and nodded slightly.

"Wait, wait a minute, Mr. Tang!" Cheng Hao said hurriedly, "It's not that I can't bear to part with you, it's that I'm about to wake up as a ghost. If I don't be imprisoned quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Long had already disappeared with the golden coffin, leaving only one sentence: "I took the things away. As for you, it's better not to rush into the coffin. Isn't it better to stay alive?"

Cheng Hao stood up in shock, and was surprised to find that his condition was much better. Although the ghost was still agitated, it was far from enough to revive.

He looked down and saw a strange and cold plaster on his wrist. He suddenly realized: "Is this the masterpiece of the legendary ghost doctor Tang Long? A human skin plaster that suppresses the resurrection of evil spirits?"

"call--!"

At this moment, all his pressure disappeared. Cheng Hao stumbled onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep without thinking much.

Even in his dream, he was still murmuring to himself: "As expected of Mr. Tang, when he comes, Zhongzhou will be at peace. When he comes, there will be blue sky."

……

The hatchet cut through the void and chopped off the female ghost in white with a click. The grave soil took the opportunity to surge up, completely covering the ghost lake and limiting it to a small puddle less than one meter in diameter.

During this period, the source ghost had used various supernatural attacks, but they could only be blocked by the scapegoat. However, the supernatural attacks of the four elders were firmly acting on it, constantly suppressing the size of the ghost lake.

In the end, Tang Long threw the pile of grave soil wrapped in the ghost lake into the golden coffin and sealed the lid tightly. In this way, even if the supernatural power of the grave soil failed, the remaining ghost lake water and the source ghost would not be able to escape. coming.

"Ah, half a stick of incense is still too short." Zhang Youhong curled her lips helplessly, and touched Tang Long's cheek with her white and soft palms, "You have to act quickly, don't let your sister wait too long, woman, But I’m very afraid of being lonely.”

As she spoke, the seven elders turned back into puppets, the scent of sandalwood around them disappeared, and their expressions became stiff and cold again.

"Even if he is at the Seventh Elder level, does the puppet still have such a long duration?"

Tang Long's eyes moved slightly. Compared to Zhang Youhong's puppet that lasted half a stick of incense and could be recycled and reused, his puppet that only lasted a few minutes looked like a clown.

"Ah, it's indeed here."

As soon as Zhang Youhong left, the supernatural power dissipated and the tomb soil also disappeared. Tang Long immediately felt a bone-chilling chill, and water kept pouring out of his body.

He was already prepared for this: "Old Zhou, come over and roast me."

Zhou Zheng appeared next to Tang Long and used the will-o'-the-wisp to make his already wet body dry again.

"We have to find a place to burn the bones." Tang Long glanced at the fattest one among the four people in Taiping Ancient Town. "I think you run a hotel. Prepare three rooms for me and Cao Yang."

"How do you know..." Boss Liu asked subconsciously, but then he realized that he was not qualified and could only shrug, "It's easy to say, but customers should be careful and don't burn my guy."

Just when the ghost lake was compressed to the extreme, Zhang Youhong had already fished out the wooden boat in advance. After leaving the supernatural water, the wooden boat quickly aged and deteriorated, and soon turned into a pile of scrap wood.

At this time, Tang Long was groping among the ruins of wood. When he heard Boss Liu's words, he said impatiently: "If it is burned, at worst, I will compensate you for these two."

While he was talking, he had already taken out the black and white paper man from below the deck.

"I don't dare to buy such a fierce paper man." Boss Liu waved his hands repeatedly, "What I bought is a man, not a evil one. Guest, you can keep it for yourself."

That's what Tang Long said. When Boss Liu objected, he walked towards Cao Yang and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Everything is fine, I didn't do anything great." Cao Yang smiled bitterly, "But Mr. Tang, you really scared me to death. Next time you have such a trump card, it's better to use it sooner."

"Originally, the group of actors didn't show up, so I was able to withstand it all by myself." Tang Long grinned and sighed, "I have to be more careful in the future, as the supernatural beings that appear will become more and more difficult."

Half a stick of incense was lost here, and one of Brother Li's three swords was expended, which would be very detrimental to the future national war.

Fortunately, the Ghost Lake incident was resolved perfectly. He looked at He Yin'er, waved his hand, and then pulled Cao Yang: "Let's go, go to bed."

<divclass="contentadv">Looking at Tang Long's back, He Yin'er hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak, because she had made up her mind to inherit the identity of the spiritual summoner and let Grandpa He go away peacefully.

……

Entering the hotel room, Tang Long immediately threw the stove, took out the humiliating ghost from the evil spirit necklace, forcibly snatched a bone from it, and threw it into the fire.

A disgusting burnt smell suddenly filled the surroundings. At this time, the role of the three rooms was revealed. Tang Long closed the door and took out the brass lock to isolate the inside to prevent the smell from spreading throughout the room. All the buildings are.

Then he walked to another room and asked Lao Zhou to warm himself by the bed while he fell down on the bed.

He was really exhausted from this Ghost Lake incident and fell asleep quickly.

……

On the other side, Cao Yang was standing at the crossroads outside the hotel, conducting transactions with the ghost salesman.

But this time, the situation was a bit special. After the ghost seller took the hypnotic ghost, he didn't take anything out of the box and give it to him, nor did he pay for it. Instead, he took the hypnotic ghost and kneaded it.

Under Cao Yang's twitching gaze, the hypnotic ghost was kneaded into a bell. As long as it was shaken, it would sing that weird lullaby.

"He is really a scary guy who rubs supernatural things with his hands." Although Cao Yang was still wary of the ghost seller, he was no longer afraid. Instead, he looked forward to the day when he could complete all the orders.

Finally, the ghost seller placed the bell on the ground, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he took out another piece of yellowed paper.

"Damn, this can't be the second order, right? How many orders do you have, old man?"

Cao Yang wanted to scold him. One order had already made him go through life and death. Now he has finally completed about half of it. What do you mean by taking out the second one for me?

No matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only walk over and pick up the bell and paper, and then his eyes narrowed.

This time, what was on the paper was not an order, but a cargo list, which listed all the goods and supplies for the ghost seller. He was so greedy to see many things.

It's a pity that Cao Yang gave Tang Long whatever money he had to complete the order, and now he is penniless.

Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as the ghost seller picked up the cargo box again and walked away shaking the rattle.

"Good boy, Long Didong, this headquarters is really amazing."

At this time, a slightly weird voice sounded next to him, and Boss Liu came out shaking his head: "A young man can even completely solve the ghost lake, but you, a young man who looks so humble, are actually doing this with the big shopkeeper?" Business."

"The boss?" Cao Yang raised an eyebrow, "Are you talking about that ghost salesman?"

"Are there any other shopkeepers?" Boss Liu smiled, "There are countless shops in Taiping Ancient Town, but even the most arrogant coffin shop only dares to call itself boss. Only one person here can afford the title of shopkeeper. And it needs to be in big letters.”

"Sure enough, as Mr. Tang expected, the ghost dealer was a ghost controller during his lifetime."

Unexpectedly, he would get a clue here. Cao Yang's eyes narrowed: "Is that big shopkeeper from your Taiping Ancient Town?"

"What, you want to know his information?" Boss Liu smiled when he saw the other party taking the bait, and rubbed his fingers, "I am a businessman, I must have benefits."

"I gave all the ghost money to Mr. Tang." Cao Yang thought with his toes, knowing that he was not talking about ordinary money, "How about gold?"

"I can't afford that precious thing, gold." Boss Liu said with a sly smile, "It's easy to deal with money. Let's do a business and you'll be rich."

He took out three yuan of ghost money from his pocket: "Three yuan to buy your bell. After the business is completed, I will tell you everything about the big shopkeeper."

This guy is indeed a profiteer. In the original work, he had to buy Feng Quan's shovel for seven yuan, and here he had to buy Cao Yang's bell for three yuan. However, Feng Quan killed his paper man, and Cao Yang wanted to get it from him. Asking for information, so this behavior can only be said to be treacherous at best, but not evil.

Cao Yang was a little moved and was about to speak when He Yin'er's voice sounded next to him: "I'll pay you seven yuan, and I can tell you about the big shopkeeper's affairs soon."

"This?!" Boss Liu's duck flew away and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "Girl Yin'er, why are you taking my business? I use this bell to appease those guests who are making trouble in the hotel. What are you doing here? ?”

"I'm of great use." He Yin'er simply replied, "Are you selling it?"

Cao Yang frowned slightly: "You said it very fast, how fast?"

"I can tell you tomorrow."

He Yin'er gave the exact time: "Because tomorrow, I will be the new spiritualist of Taiping Ancient Town."

More chapters are coming~

So tired, I went to bed~

By the way, the article on the 4th cannot be updated immediately after twelve o'clock. I'm too tired, so I have to take it slow.