Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 235 Ghost Bone Gun Puzzle

If he were to follow the music box curse's outbreak deadline, he could last at most a week, but if he went to Dajing City to participate in two S-class supernatural incidents, this time would be far from enough.

Seven days is too little.

When he opened the office door and found that Xia Yu was still in the club, Lin Xian threw a piece of yellow paper at her.

"I have some things to deal with recently. I will leave the club to you and Zhao Huai for the time being. If I don't come back before the music box melody ends, stick this thing on. It can temporarily save your life. .”

Xia Yu reached out to catch it. She was no stranger to this yellow paper, because Ye Feng and Guo Chuan managed to survive by using this thing.

"Is it something about the headquarters? If possible, maybe I can help. Of course, it will only be within the period of the music box's curse."

"No, the matter to be dealt with this time is very difficult. Even if you have a music box, there is no guarantee that you will survive."

Lin Xian just waved his hand. The dangers of ghosts and ghost paintings could not be avoided with a music box. As a fierce ghost that had wiped out a team of top foreign ghost masters, the horror of ghost paintings was well deserved.

And the ghosts in the country are not weak at all, because the training base incident almost wiped out a whole batch of new ghost masters in the country, and now, they are fighting back and forth with the ghosts.

Not to mention Xia Yu, even Lin Xian was not completely sure of surviving in the past.

After explaining these things, he waved his hand, and a blood line appeared on the mirror, and Lin Xian disappeared into the club in front of everyone.

In any area connected by the ghost mirror, he just chose a shop purposefully.

This shop is located on an ancient street, and the surrounding stalls are either open or closed. Even though it is early in the morning, it does not affect the opening of these shops for business.

Blacksmith shop.

Lin Xian walked out of the store opposite the shop, crossed a sidewalk, and stood at the door holding a ghost bone gun.

However, it seems that because of Lin Xian's arrival, the blacksmith shop that was originally open slammed the door shut the next moment, and hung a closure sign on it.

Looking at the burnt color of the shop as a whole, this should be the traces of burning in this place after Lin Xian released the will-o'-the-wisp. I thought that I would never touch this place again, but now it seems that the words are still true. Some are too early.

"Closed? If you don't even have business anymore, what else can you open this store for?"

Lin Xian tried to poke it with the ghost bone gun, but the sparks that had just spawned were extinguished by some sticky blood. It seemed that he was prepared to prevent himself from entering.

"Bandit! Bandit! You are not welcome here, please find another place!"

However, a distant voice came, and the blacksmith shop responded to Lin Xian.

"Do you think you can stop me?"

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, "Give you twenty ghosts and build me something, otherwise I won't mind burning your place again."

He has this confidence that even the small flame on the tip of the gun can play a good role. If the stove is released, this place will probably be used directly as fuel.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the closed blacksmith shop reopened its doors for business, and even the out-of-business plaque hanging on the door had long since disappeared.

"Whatever weapons you want, I have them all here."

The voice in the blacksmith shop echoed again, but this time, it was like a different face, looking much happier.

Twenty ghosts.

This is a quite terrifying number. Even when this ghost bone gun was originally built, so many ghosts were not used.

Was it Lin Xian who had a kind heart?
of course not.

These numbers were really just numbers to Lin Xian. He didn't want to be too troublesome or waste time in this place, so he just gave the shop an offer he couldn't refuse.

"No weapons, just this gun. Use the bones in my hand to make the puzzle of this gun."

Walking into the blacksmith shop, Lin Xian didn't know when he took out the hand bones imprisoned in the ghost mirror. His palms were also glowing red, and it could be seen that they were in a state of decay and repair.

Taking out this ghost, Lin Xian used the eighth level of ghost realm.

Although it was only a small part, it was enough to prove that Lin Xian valued this ghost.

"Pay first."

The voice at the counter replied, but there was no hint of the previous wave in his tone.

Lin Xian didn't do any ink. He took out twenty ghost babies of different stages from the ghost mirror, and then placed the hand bones and sharp spear on the counter.

The thrown ghost baby seemed to be suppressed and disappeared in an instant, while its own weapons and items also appeared strangely on the forging platform on the other side.

However, what Lin Xian didn't expect was that the supernatural power of the hand bones was also suppressed. This level was unexplainable, and it was the same as the ghost's suppression quota.

"I remember when I first came here, the supernatural power of this shop was not so strong. Could it be that all the ghosts who trade have become a puzzle piece in this place?"

Lin Xian couldn't help but think. He had never made an accurate conclusion about the strangeness of the supernatural shop.

As the sound of iron forging sounded, he looked at the hourglass placed on the furnace next to him: "One hour."

The time was not too long, actually two hours faster than the last time.

Perhaps it was because there were three ghosts in the first forging, so the time was much slower.

Lin Xian looked around and took a look at the weapons in the blacksmith shop. He didn't take a closer look when he came last time, but this time he looked around and found that there were indeed many supernatural things hanging on the walls.Moreover, these weapons are all forged with ghosts, and each weapon has a price tag.

There are rattles played by children, hoes stained with dirt, and incomplete double-headed poles.
There are many strange and weird items, and the prices of these items also vary, from the lowest price of three yuan to the highest price of 79 yuan.

There is no explanation. You only know what role these items can play if you spend money to buy them. Maybe a 79 yuan product may not even be as good as a three yuan product.

A black shop, a real black shop.

"If these weapons have some different uses, I think I can use some to study them. With the curse of the music box and the alternative restart of the eighth-level ghost realm, I can't die even if I am attacked. "

Lin Xian walked to the wall with the rattle and was about to reach out to get it, but found that strange black blood was seeping out of the wall.

"You can take it after you pay seven ghost dollars."

The voice from the blacksmith shop came, indicating that a transaction was needed to obtain it.

“What’s the cost of using this thing?”

Lin Xian took out three ghost babies from the ghost mirror and asked.

During the first transaction, seven yuan of ghost money was equivalent to three ghost babies, and he knew this.

But I don’t know if it’s because the blacksmith shop doesn’t want to reply, or because it doesn’t know the conditions of use of this thing at all, and it didn’t give a clear answer.

Ghosts are never omnipotent, and Lin Xian doesn't have any trouble with this.

He threw the ghost baby onto the counter, then reached out and took off the weird-looking rattle.

This time, the blood stains on the wall did not stop him.

The appearance of the rattle is very shabby, and even there are gaps in the central drum area. The pendulums on both sides are not plastic, but made of iron. The whole thing is quite heavy.

Lin Xian tried to rotate the drum handle by rubbing it. He wanted to see what was so special about this item worth seven yuan of ghost money.

As the hammers on both sides continued to collide, the sound was somewhat similar to the collision of copper bells. The sound seemed to be transmitted far away.

Tread.

Suddenly, after using Kungfu for nearly ten seconds, there was a slow sound of footsteps outside the door of the blacksmith shop.

It was very dark outside, but Lin Xian could see a woman wearing green clothes standing at the door. She was facing the main entrance of the store, standing in the middle of the road, even her two palms were tightly attached to her lower abdomen. .

This woman was motionless, her eyes were filled with bright red bloodshot eyes, and there were even some burns remaining on her face.

This is a ghost.

It seemed like a ghost attracted by Lin Xian's shaking rattle.

"Can it attract a nearby ghost in just ten seconds? This seems to be much more efficient than a white candle, but this kind of item is too useless for ghost controllers."

Lin Xian stopped what he was doing. Although he didn't know why the ghost outside the door didn't come in, he had no intention of provoking it.

After waiting for a while, the ghost lowered its head and left as if nothing had happened.

The sound of the hammer still echoed in the shop. After an hour of waiting, his ghost bone gun was finally finished.

Integrated with the supernatural powers of the hand bones, the strength of this sharp spear will reach a new level.

As the ghost bone gun reappeared on the counter, Lin Xian planned to take it away.

But the sound of the blacksmith shop came again at this time.

"I'll give you 50 yuan in paper money and put it in this store."

The voice is emotionless but has a clear purpose.

"Want my gun?"

Lin Xian ignored the voice's transaction, took away his weapon and walked outside.

"Think again, you can still buy a coffin with 50 yuan paper money."

The sound came from the blacksmith shop, but Lin Xian sank into the ghost mirror without looking back.

Apart from the coffin shop on Ghost Street, Lin Xian couldn't think of any other place for a 50-yuan coffin, but he didn't need that thing now, and he never thought about selling his weapons.

When Lin Xian came out of the ghost mirror again, he was near a primeval forest in Daen City.

This is where Li Shulian runs the ghost house. Li Shulian once borrowed her body to come to this place.

This is a supernatural place where ghosts sleep with each other. The brothels of the Republic of China are very special and the dangers associated with them are also very high.

Lin Xian was holding the slightly heavy ghost bone gun, but the palm of his hand was highly decayed.

The splicing of the hand bones turned this weapon into a deadly weapon.

If it hadn't been for the repair and restart of the eighth-level ghost realm, his entire arm would have been disabled as early as when he was in the blacksmith shop.

(End of this chapter)