The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 203 Chapter [-] Ghost Street
Wan Hao looked at Boss Liu's outstretched hands, and immediately understood what it meant.

It takes money to ask directions, three yuan ghost money!
Honestly, a bit pricey.

But Marriott didn't give it up. He didn't have a clue all day today, and now he finally caught someone who knew the coffin shop.

Wan Hao honestly took out the three yuan ghost money from his backpack, and did not pull out a pistol from his back to threaten or anything.

It is not uncommon for an old man to know the coffin shop, but it is not easy to know ghost money. Few of the ghost masters in the headquarters know ghost money.

This shows that Boss Liu is not simple, and Marriott doesn't mind spending the three yuan if he can get news of the coffin shop without anything else.

Boss Liu took Marriott's three yuan ghost money and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

"Well~ that's the smell, I haven't smelled it for many years."

Marriott ignored Boss Liu's exaggerated performance, and said directly: "Now you can tell me about the coffin shop."

Hearing this, Boss Liu slowly put away the ghost money.

"There is a ghost street in Taiping Town. This ghost street is terrible. It sells all kinds of weird things. The coffin shop you are looking for is also in it."

Boss Liu sighed before continuing: "It's a pity that times have changed, and the bustling and lively Ghost Street in the past has also been run down and fallen. In my life, I can save some money and buy a coffin before I die."

Wan Hao listened to Boss Liu's words, and did not choose to interrupt this time. He wanted to see if he could hear any other information from Boss Liu who was nostalgic.

"However, I heard that cremation is popular recently. I don't know if the coffin shop will close down due to poor business. I haven't been there for many years."

"If you want to find the ghost street, wait on the bridge in the town. The ghost street will appear at six in the morning and close at six in the evening. If you want to go in and stroll around, you have to watch the time."

When Wan Hao heard this, a solemn expression appeared on his face.

It is not a problem to put it between six o'clock and six o'clock in normal times, but it will be a big problem if it occurs in supernatural events.
The ghost post office also turns off the lights at [-] o'clock in the evening and turns on the lights in the morning.

And if you stay outside after turning off the lights, if you don't enter the room, you will encounter ghosts.

Marriott even guessed in his heart that if he didn't leave Ghost Street before six o'clock, something bad would happen to him.
"That's all I know."

Hearing this, Wan Hao also knew that he had nothing to say, so he went back to his room after saying goodbye.

"Ghost Street. Coffin Shop. Ghost Money"

Wan Hao lay on the bed thinking about the news he got from Boss Liu.

"It sounds like a complete microcosm of society. Some ghosts are conscious, but there are certainly not many such ghosts, and it is impossible to form such a society."

"That is to say, at a certain time period, there were many ghost masters gathered in that ghost street, and since it is a ghost street, and there is a coffin shop, it means that there are other shops in it."

Thinking of Wanhao, he couldn't help but think of the ghost coffin that gave birth to ghosts.

The ghost coffin doesn't show too many terrifying supernatural powers, but it has a very special supernatural power. That is, it can breed ghosts!
It is very likely that the ghost coffin was obtained in that coffin shop.
Since Ghost Street sells things like ghost coffins, other things sold on the same street must not be simple items.

"That is to say, there were many powerful ghost masters in that period, and then gradually formed the ghost street. Selling all kinds of supernatural items"

Various guesses emerged in Wan Hao's mind, which made him curious about that ghost street.

But it's night now, and the ghost street won't open until six in the morning. Marriott has nothing to do at this time, just lie on the bed and close his eyes to rest his mind.

However, after becoming a ghost master, Marriott did not experience any value-for-money services at all.

I couldn't help scolding Boss Liu a few times as a profiteer
Marriott got up before six o'clock in the morning, left the hotel, and headed for the bridge Boss Liu mentioned.

The whole town didn't know when thick fog had formed, and the visible area was very small, but fortunately, the thick fog had begun to dissipate.

Until 06:30, Marriott came to the place Boss Liu said.

At this moment, Marriott was standing on the bridge, feeling a little confused.

The town was the same as when he came yesterday, there were no ghosts at all, and the so-called ghost street did not exist.

Marriott even walked the bridge several times to confirm.

"Fuck, I was deceived by the old man, right? He said wait on the bridge. This bridge should be the medium leading to the ghost street, but I haven't seen the so-called ghost street after repeated attempts."

Since it was morning and there was no one on the street at this time, Wan Hao decided to go back and ask Boss Liu carefully.

Back at the hotel, yesterday the waiter smiled at Marriott.

"Hi sir, welcome."

Marriott ignored it and walked straight to the counter. There was also a waiter at the counter. Boss Liu was not here last night.

"Hello, sir, whether to open the room or check out."

Marriott frowned and asked, "Where's your boss?"

"Hello, sir, whether to open the room or check out."

Realizing that something was wrong, Wan Hao glanced at another waiter at the door, thought for a while and walked over.

"Hello sir and welcome."

Exactly the same words, exactly the same demeanor.

'Boss Liu is really not an ordinary person, but this is not the reason for you to renege. 'Marriott now understands why this waiter has supernatural powers, this is obviously not a normal person.

One hand directly grabbed the waiter's collar and lifted it up easily.

'Um?Why is it so light? '

Wan Hao was a little puzzled, even though he had great strength now, the weight was too light, as if there was nothing in his hand.
"Hi sir, welcome." The waiter who was raised by Marriott said again.

Marriott took a closer look and found the waiter's problem.

"It turned out to be a paper man." Wan Hao murmured.

Then he asked the waiter, "Where did your boss Liu go?"

"Hello sir and welcome."

Hearing that Marriott put the waiter down, he frowned.

These two waiters seem to have set some kind of program, they can't speak other words at all, and they don't have their own thinking ability.

"I can understand that the boss is not in the store, come back later." Thinking of Marriott, he left the hotel.

Marriott didn't believe that such a big hotel would just give up like this, and he wasn't worried that Boss Liu had cheated him of three yuan and ran away overnight.

Not long after, Wan Hao returned to the bridge again. Since he couldn't find Boss Liu, he had to use his own method to find a way to enter the ghost street.

At this time, scattered hawkers have begun to go out to set up stalls.

Marriott just waited on the bridge, waiting for the ghost street to appear.

As time went by, gradually, tourists who came to the ancient town began to visit. Many people saw the Marriott standing on the bridge and thought it was some kind of performance.

But when they threw the money in front of Marriott, they were swept away by the cold eyes, so no one dared to approach.

Marriott has already used his own supernatural powers to test it, but the ghost palm will disappear on the other side of the bridge, and after the ghost palm enters it, it disappears and cannot be sensed.

This means that some kind of ghost has severed the connection between Ghost Palm and Marriott, but it also means that there is an invisible street hidden here.

But no matter whether he used ghost nails or ghost leather shoes, Marriott couldn't reach the opposite street.

This made Marriott a little embarrassed.

Strong ghosts can't take him in, and weak ghosts are much worse
Just when Marriott wanted to go back to the hotel to wait for Boss Liu and get more information from him, a pedestrian who walked by him suddenly disappeared.

'There is no supernatural aura on this person, he is not a ghost master. His sudden disappearance should mean he entered that ghost street.'

'But how did he get in there.'

In order to find the pattern, Marriott left the bridge, went to a distance and started watching.

Being farther away would allow him to better watch the pedestrians walking on the bridge.

Taiping Ancient Town is also somewhat famous. There are not many people who come to travel, and there are also many people who walk on the bridge.

From time to time, Marriott could find people disappearing suddenly on the bridge, but before they disappeared, they disappeared suddenly without any warning.

This made Marriott a little embarrassed.

This means that he needs to expand the scope of observation, remember the people who are about to go on the bridge, and also need to remember what common behavior these people on the bridge have before walking on the bridge before they approach the ghost street.

"This is not what I'm good at. It would be a waste of time to search for it like this. It's better to ask Boss Liu directly."

Marriott thought to himself.

Then he threw away the cigarette butt, ready to return.

At this time, a hand suddenly stopped him!

Marriott suddenly became vigilant, he didn't notice when a person came by his side.

This person was wearing a mask that covered half of his face, and a hood on his head, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his tall figure was not like an ordinary person.

Before Marriott could speak, the man handed over a note.

Marriott didn't take it right away, but took another look at this person, but he still couldn't see the person's appearance, but it was obvious that he was not a normal person with his weird attire.

Let's say it's a ghost master, Wan Hao didn't notice any supernatural aura from this person.

Seeing that Marriott didn't accept the note, the man spread it out.

[Sorry little brother, I forgot to tell you how to enter Ghost Street last night, and I don’t know if you have entered, if not, just follow this person in. 】

Looking at the contents of the note, Marriott immediately realized that this person was sent by Boss Liu.

"Can you take me into Ghost Street?" Marriott asked.

The man didn't speak, just nodded.

Wan Hao frowned, this person was a little strange, but when he thought that this person could be brought into the ghost street, there might be something unusual about it, it seemed weird. It seemed normal.
The tall figure turned around and walked towards the bridge.

Thinking about whether to come or not, Wan Hao quickly followed, and at the same time recorded every brick that this person walked.

"Sell masks, seven yuan each."

Wan Hao, who was concentrating on taking note of this person's footsteps, suddenly heard someone shouting.

It's not that there are no hawkers on this street, but the seven yuan made Marriott immediately alert, and ordinary coins don't have coins of this denomination.

look up.

At this time, Marriott is still in the middle of the bridge, but the street on the other side of the bridge is different from the one I saw before. A rescue street with a sense of age appears in front of me.

There are many pedestrians in the street, both men and women, and they wear all kinds of clothes, some in modern times, some in the 80s and [-]s, and some in the Republic of China.

'come in'

The tall figure walking in front had already stepped off the bridge, taking off the hood on his head and the mask on his face.

Marriott followed suit.

However, when he stepped off the bridge, everything changed again, and the pedestrians on the street disappeared.
Looking back, the other half of the bridge didn't seem to have changed, as if he could leave the street just by taking a few steps back.

'The ones I saw just now were ghostly images, not living people, but some kind of ghostly images that recorded the images of the ghost masters who came here back then. '

Marriott guessed what he had just seen.

At this moment, Wan Hao noticed that the tall man who had stepped in before him stopped in front of a booth selling masks.

Step forward.

There are all kinds of masks on the stalls, most of them are Peking Opera masks, but there are also some ghost masks.

Wan Hao's face changed after seeing the masks sold above.

He has seen similar ghost masks above, at Nan Ge's.

Those are two ghosts!
'This stall sells ghost masks! '

But when I think about Marriott, I feel normal, ghost street, what's wrong with selling some ghosts?
Wan Hao was a little moved, the mask can be brought back to Nan Ge, if she controls a few more masks, she might be able to squeeze into the captain's ranks.

At the same time, Wan Hao was also thinking, since ghost masks are sold here, are there other ghosts selling them?
If he can buy a ghost like the ghost spine, then he can use it to control more ghosts, even if there are ghosts here that can solve his current physical condition.
Just as Wan Hao was thinking, the tall man raised a hand, interrupting Wan Hao's thoughts.

The tall man raised his arms and began to draw in the void. No, no, he is not drawing, he is writing.

One by one golden words were written on his fingertips, floating in the air.

【Boss, are there any new products】

It was only now that Wan Hao felt the supernatural aura from this tall man, which surprised Wan Hao. Before that, he did not feel the supernatural aura on this man.

And Wan Hao feels that none of the ghost masters who can perfectly hide their spiritual aura is simple, and what is even more frightening is that like the old man in the ancient house, there is no trace of spiritual aura on his body, but just looking at him, the ghost in Wan Hao's body is suppressed
Wait, it's so difficult that Boss Liu is too
An idea suddenly emerged from Marriott's mind.

What is he doing?Do you communicate with your boss?Is this a unique way of buying and selling in Ghost Street?

Doubts emerged from Wan Hao's heart, but before he could think about it, an old voice sounded.

"There are no new products. Do you want these, seven yuan each."

Wan Hao straightened his spine and was always ready to use his supernatural power, because he didn't see anyone at the booth!
'An invisible ghost again?Or some kind of special supernatural? '

Wan Hao glanced at the tall man again, only to realize that this tall man has no face?

Neither eyes nor muzzle, his face is just a piece of flat skin.

No wonder he doesn't speak, it turns out he has no mouth
After looking at the mask-selling booth, Wan Hao decided to come over after buying the coffin, but the faceless man had no intention of leaving.

After thinking about it, Wanhao still said, "I'll take a stroll inside first."

The faceless man nodded without saying a word.

So Marriott didn't care about him anymore, he had already entered the ghost street, and all he needed to do next was to buy a coffin.

Walking forward, Marriott found that it was too deserted here, not only because there were no people, but also because many shops on this street were closed.

A depression that has changed over time.

"There are medicines for human diseases, but what about ghost diseases?"

Marriott came to a closed shop and slowly read out the couplets on both sides.

"A pharmacy? No, the things here are all related to ghosts. This pharmacy is either sold to ghost masters or ghosts."

"Ghost masters won't get sick. This pharmacy sells medicine for ghost masters who revive ghosts!" Wan Hao narrowed his eyes and guessed in his heart.

Unfortunately, this shop has been closed for a long time.

Continue to go forward, in front of you is a paper making shop.

Two paper figurines, one black, one white, one male and one female, were placed at the door.

This store is open, and it is one of the few open stores along this stretch of Marriott.

From the outside, there is no one inside, but there are many paper people, paper tables, and paper houses.
This reminded Marriott of the two waiters of Boss Liu in the hotel, and those two waiters were paper figurines.

But Marriott didn't like to go in, he wasn't very interested in this kind of ghosts, and his main purpose of coming to Ghost Street was to buy a coffin.

Just as he turned to leave, he was about to go deeper into the ghost street.

"Buy one, it's very cheap, only three yuan."

The ethereal and strange voice came to mind, as if the shop owner was soliciting customers.

Looking around, Marriott didn't find any sign of anyone.

"Is it as supernatural as the mask stand? You can only hear the voice but not see the person, but you can do business normally"

Marriott hesitated for a moment, but still didn't choose to enter, turned and left.

The further you go, the more closed shops around, and even some shops have been abandoned, and even the roofs have collapsed, turning into a pile of ruins.

Desolate, abandoned, eerie.

This is the vibe of this ghost street.

At this time, the street has changed into Mo Yang, and the surrounding light is getting darker. It was still daytime before, but now it looks like night.

Moreover, there are more and more abandoned shops, and even in the end, there are no ruins. It is just a bare piece. I don’t know if it’s because it’s been too long, or the land was dug away when the original owner left.
Only the bluestone road under Wan Hao's feet is still there, it has not yet reached the end, it is still extending, leading to a darker place.

But Wan Hao still didn't see the so-called coffin shop. Wan Hao believed that Mr. Qin didn't need to tease him, but wondered if the coffin shop had moved away.

But the streets weren't finished exploring, and Marriott couldn't leave just yet.

What if it's just ahead?
After walking for a while, the buildings on both sides of the road have completely disappeared, leaving only a bare bluestone road.

At this moment, Marriott saw that there seemed to be a shop standing in the dark place. The shop hadn't collapsed or closed, and was still open.

(End of this chapter)