The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 204 Chapter [-]

There seemed to be a shop standing in the darkness in that dark place. That shop hadn't collapsed, nor closed, and was still open.

Marriott guessed in his heart that this should be the coffin shop.

If not, then Wanhao would not dare to go any further. The two sides of Qingshi Road are completely dark, which is eerie and frightening, as if if you continue to walk down, you will get lost in it.

After making a decision, Marriott continued to walk, wanting to investigate the store clearly.

However, the surrounding area was too dark, and Marriott had to walk to the gate to see clearly.

When they came to the gate, Marriott had already confirmed that this was the coffin shop.

look up.

Three big black characters hung on the white plaque, telling Marriott that this is the place he was looking for!

Coffin shop!
Continue to take a few steps forward.

In the opened store, a coffin was placed in the center.

This is a black coffin, the paint is bright, there is no dust at all, it is very new, and it is still finished, it is not a defective product.

This made Marriott pause.

The black coffin, there is also a coffin in the headquarters, which is also black, and the coffin in the headquarters is the one that gave birth to the ghost.
This reminded Marriott of some customs.

The black coffins are for those who died violently, and the red coffins are used for those who died of old age.

After hesitating for a while, Marriott still chose to go in. He couldn't buy the coffin.

After entering this coffin shop, I found that apart from the black coffin in the middle, there were other coffins on the left and right sides.

These coffins vary in size, and some of them are log-colored and have not been painted.

Vaguely, Marriott heard some voices.

But it was found that there were some knocking and sawing sounds coming from the coffin shop, as if someone was working inside to make coffins.

However, the strange thing was that when Marriott wanted to get closer and try to hear more clearly, the voice inside stopped abruptly.

The surroundings fell into silence, as if returning to the bluestone road.
"A ghost or a ghost master?"

Wan Hao was a little surprised. He walked all the way and saw that there were not many shops open, but those shops that were open were empty, which made Wan Hao wonder if the voice just now might be a ghost.

Li Gui Wanhao, who had something to do with the coffin, felt that it would not be too simple.

But he couldn't leave, the coffin shop had been found, and the coffin had to be bought back.

"Young man, buy a coffin, you will need it sooner or later, it only costs 18 yuan."

Just as Marriott was thinking about how to trade, a strange voice echoed in the shop.

eighteen?so cheap?
This made Marriott feel a little unbelievable. The old man in the old house gave him 30 yuan, which should be just right in theory. Could it be that the coffin shop also lowered the price because of the bad business?
"Huh~"

Before Wan Hao could speak, the weird voice let out a soft snort again.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Hao suddenly felt extremely dry and hot in his body, as if the blood in his whole body began to boil, which made Wan Hao's face change drastically, thinking that he had triggered a certain ghost's killing pattern.

However, Marriott couldn't move at all, and his body froze in place.

A trace of blood flowed out from Wan Hao's pores, and then slowly fell to the ground. The blood gathered into a word on the ground.

【open】

At this moment, Wan Hao suddenly felt that he could control his body again. He wanted to run, but he was curious about what happened.

Just now, there was some kind of supernatural effect on his body, directly suppressing the ghost in his body, but it didn't attack him.

Looking at the word "Zhang" on the ground, Wan Hao knew that all this was caused by this thing.

'When, when did I have this kind of supernatural power in my body, why didn't I find it before. Wan Hao was terrified. If his body hadn't turned into a ghost body, his whole body would probably be drenched in cold sweat.

"So I came to ask for Zhang Dong's coffin, 28 yuan."

The strange voice disappeared after finishing speaking, as if it had never appeared before, only Wan Hao's panting sound remained in the coffin shop.

'Zhang Dong?Is this the name of the old man in the ancient house? '

Immediately afterwards, Marriott's face darkened. He said it was 18 yuan just now, why did it suddenly increase to 28 yuan?
Is this hole against you?
Then Marriott frowned again.

"No, no, if there is a grudge, ghost masters don't say killing life and death, at least they don't communicate with each other, and it's not easy to buy things. That is to say, this hole is much more special than other ghost masters."

Shaking off the thoughts in his head, Wan Hao took out the ghost money from his backpack, counted 28 yuan and put it on the ground, not far from the bloody letter.

In the next moment, the ghost money that Marriott put on the ground disappeared.

A mahogany coffin appeared in front of Marriott.

"This is the coffin that Zhang Dong customized back then, let's go." The strange voice sounded again.

Marriott didn't dare to stay in this weird coffin shop. He grabbed a corner of the coffin and carried it on his back. Not only did he gain supernatural powers by controlling the ghost, but he also experienced great physical changes. Carrying a coffin did not make Marriott feel better. How heavy it feels.

After Wan Hao walked out of the coffin shop for a certain distance, he vaguely heard the sound of knocking and sawing wood coming from the shop.
Walking all the way along Qingshi Road, Marriott returned to the bridgehead, and the faceless man was no longer there.

Without thinking too much, Marriott was about to leave.

Stepping on the ancient bridge, Wan Hao looked back, and at this time, there were many pedestrians with different clothes in the ghost street.
Without staying for too long, Wan Hao left the ancient bridge, and the voice of peddlers hawked in his ears, and many people around him cursed bad luck and so on.

Walking with a coffin on his back did cause some commotion, but Marriott didn't care and walked towards the hotel.
Back at the hotel, as soon as I entered the door, the waiter said welcome to Marriott again, not knowing whether it is normal to carry a coffin.
"Oh, my God, I'm a shop owner. It's unlucky for you to come in with something on your back!" Boss Liu's voice came.

Marriott didn't pay much attention to it, put down the coffin, went to the counter and scanned the 10 yuan, the chattering Boss Liu suddenly stopped talking.

Boss Liu stepped forward and carefully touched the lipstick-lacquered coffin.

"Tsk tsk tsk, old man, I haven't saved enough coffin book for half my life, you kid bought it without blinking an eye"

"I just bought it for the elders."

Then he ignored Boss Liu. He had already achieved his purpose in coming to the ancient town, so he took out his satellite phone and contacted the headquarters. It would be too much trouble for him to bring such a coffin back by himself, and he needed help from the headquarters.

Half an hour later, the people from the headquarters arrived.

After packing the coffin, Wan Hao carried the coffin onto the helicopter and transported it to Dayang City.

Headquarters.

"You said Wan Hao brought out a coffin from Taiping Ancient Town?" Wang Xiaoming asked with bright eyes
(End of this chapter)