I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

Chapter 48

The bus stalled and the four ghosts got off. The situation was a bit complicated.

Tang Long saw the little girl floating in mid-air, wandering around his ghost domain, but was unable to invade. It seemed that she was the least terrifying among the four ghosts.

The Graveweeper stood still, but its supernatural attack had already begun, and it was still the kind of large-scale and indistinguishable AOE.

Sad cries echoed around. Although it could not reach the ghost realm for the time being, it would be different if they were superimposed.

The soul-calling flag in Bai Wuchang's hand moved automatically without wind, fluttering towards Zhou Deng. The name, age, birth and death dates on it were originally blank, but now Zhou Deng's personal information slowly emerged. .

"Damn, I'm unlucky today." After Zhou Deng jumped out of the car, he was wearing the ghost mask and pretending to watch the scenery. Logically speaking, his current identity as a ghost should not trigger the killing pattern so easily.

But Bai Wuchang just came. Although he was only approaching slowly, Zhou Deng's scalp was already numb. The information on the soul-calling flag became more and more detailed. The one on the right died on X, month, X, year, which is today. .

"Tch, who are you afraid of?" Zhou Deng said fiercely, "If you have the guts, just challenge Grandpa and see if I steal or not."

Although the voice seemed quite heroic, the content was really hard to complain about. At this critical moment, he was still thinking about Bai Wuchang's Soul-Calling Banner.

"Wait a minute, what about the old ghost with yellow teeth?" Tang Long glanced over and saw three ghosts, but the one that seemed to have noticed him was missing.

"No matter, let's nail the grave-crying ghost first." Tang Long planned to imitate Yang Jian's previous tactics of nailing the starving ghost, expand the ghost area and use it as a gun, and shoot the coffin nails as bullets, so as to avoid fighting with the opponent. Direct contact to protect ordinary people in the ghost realm to the greatest extent.

But when he was about to take action, he couldn't help being slightly stunned: "The ghost realm can't be controlled?"

This surprise is not trivial. Could it be that with human consciousness, I still cannot fully control Lao Luo's supernatural power?

But soon, he discovered a clue. It wasn't that he couldn't control it, but that the ghost realm was blocked by something external.

Opening the four corners of the ghost realm, four paper figures were pressed down on them at some point. The yellow-toothed old ghost who was not noticed just now also appeared in the ghost realm, grinning even wider, and his big brown teeth were almost turning. Go to the sky, shake the dice in your hand, and throw it to the ground.

The two dice, one black and one red, looked quite ordinary, but as soon as the dice hit the ground, Tang Long felt that the yellow-toothed old ghost in front of him was directly isolated.

My own supernatural powers can't interfere with it, but it can't take action on myself either. If I want to deal with this old ghost, I have to join the gamble.

The yellow-toothed old ghost pointed at one of the paper figures, and then pointed at the coffin nails in Tang Long's hand. The meaning was obvious. It actually wanted to use this paper figure to bet on its own coffin nails!

"What a beautiful thought." Tang Long gritted his teeth. Those four paper figures were able to suppress even his own S-level ghost. They were definitely not mortal objects. They were suspected to have spread from the paper figures shop in Taiping Ancient Town. Yes, but betting on coffin nails with this thing is like trying to exchange a shotgun for a cannon.

They say that you should give it a try and trade your bicycle for a motorcycle. Is this yellow-toothed old man taking himself as a scapegoat to get a motorcycle?
The most important thing is that it chose the moment very well, it was the moment when it was about to attack the Graveweeper.

Ignoring his actions, the ghost realm cannot be used. Tang Long can only go out of the ghost realm to crucify the Graveweeper Ghost. Who knows what the yellow-toothed old ghost will do to Liu Jiajia and others in his own ghost realm.

After all, it just cannot take action against itself, not ordinary people.

The ghost realm was imprisoned, and there were even hostages inside, forcing him to accept the bet in a formal way. Tang Long almost doubted whether this old ghost with yellow teeth had human consciousness.

This is a gamble that you have to accept, but you don’t have to play it yourself.

Tang Long always felt that his luck was not very good, but wasn't there a guy out there who was extremely lucky?

It is simply a miracle of life that Zhou Deng, with his death-seeking character, can survive to this day.

It happened that Zhou Deng was no match for Bai Wuchang, so he kept fighting and walking, slowly approaching his ghost realm.

The next second, Tang Long took action.

The stiff and corpse-stained palm slowly raised and made a knocking motion.

There was no door at all in the barren mountains and ridges, but with Tang Long's movements, the outline of the door appeared vaguely on the grass, trees, stones, and even in the air.

If there is no medium, just create the medium yourself. This is the horror of S-class ghosts. If Lao Luo can return to his peak strength and the curse is superimposed, let alone the ghosts on the bus now, Tang Long can consider directly Go rob a certain coffin shop.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The knocking curse spread and attacked the four surrounding ghosts. The little girl floating in the air immediately fell to the ground. Its terrifying level was not scary at all. If it were not for the other ghosts and ordinary ghosts on the bus, Tang Long could definitely treat this guy as his grandson... No, it was his granddaughter who beat him.

The cry of the Graveweeper stopped abruptly, and started slowly again after more than ten seconds. In the original work, Yang Jian judged that this ghost was as scary as the Knocker at the beginning, and now it seems that it is indeed the case.As for the yellow-toothed old ghost... Tang Long's face darkened. Sure enough, he was already isolated. Knocking on the door and cursing him couldn't do anything to it.

The most terrifying thing is that Bai Wuchang knocks on the door and curses. The soul-calling flag in its hand suddenly rolls up one by one. In addition to Zhou Deng's name, age, and date of birth and death, there is an additional line of cause of death on it. Description - Death from a knock on the door.

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Deng's body immediately froze on the spot and fell straight down. The knocking curse just now can instantly make a ghost with a horror level of A freeze. Although it only lasts for more than ten seconds, he is not the only one who is Zhou Deng. The ghost master can bear it.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, so this attack was aimed at his identity as a ghost. As Zhou Deng was lying on the ground, the ghost mask on his face actually made a "bang" sound and fell off, falling to the ground motionless. It looks like all the supernatural has been lost in the short term.

Just a single knocking curse without superimposition should not have such a terrifying effect. Bai Wuchang's soul-calling flag is likely to not only transfer the curse, but also further strengthen the curse!
The ghost mask is not an ordinary thing, but it was attacked by an S-level ghost and a soul-calling flag at the same time. It was naturally unable to resist it, just like a ghost candle could not resist a wishing ghost, and was blown out.

But at this moment, Zhou Deng also seized the fleeting opportunity, moved his little hand slightly, and used the supernatural power of his other ghost.

This time he actually succeeded!The soul-summoning flag in Bai Wuchang's hand suddenly disappeared and came into Zhou Deng's hand.

Tang Long was speechless. If Zhou Deng had asked him to name this ghost, he could call it a thief ghost. It could steal supernatural things from other people and ghosts and use them for his own use. However, the horror level of the supernatural things should be more... The higher it is, the smaller the probability of success.

In the end, this guy only used it once, and he actually got the Bai Wuchang Soul-Calling Flag.

If Tang Long had his luck, he wouldn't have to wait until the age of 24 to become the richest man. He would already be a gambling god.

"Wow!"

But not everything can be stolen. Zhang Xianguang's big sword Zhou Deng couldn't use it after stealing it, and almost crippled his own people. This time, it was directly eaten by the soul-summoning flag. The pale white flag looked like a giant python. Circling up, covering him layer by layer, he will turn into Zhou Deng's shroud.

At the same time, Bai Wuchang, who had lost his soul-calling flag, actually retracted his long tongue, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was about to run away.

Just when Zhou Deng thought he was going to explain what he was doing today, an old hand covered with corpses suddenly appeared out of thin air and pulled him into the ghost realm. It was Tang Long who came to help.

At the same time, his other hand suddenly stretched out from the ghost realm, and the coffin nail in his hand immediately nailed Bai Wuchang's chest.

The entangled position between a man and a ghost was too close to his ghost realm. In addition, Bai Wuchang, who had lost the soul-calling flag, had a "transformation" action on the spot, so he was unexpectedly attacked by Tang Long.

"Thank you senior."

After being rescued by Tang Long for the second time, Zhou Deng finally confirmed that the other party was an alien. Otherwise, no matter how special the ghost was, he would not save people one after another.

Seeing that the nails in the coffin were gone, the grinning old ghost with yellow teeth showed a cold and gloomy look. Tang Long ignored it. If you have the guts, come out of isolation and see if I can knock you.

Helping Zhou Deng free himself from the soul-calling flag, a few words in blood appeared in front of him: "You bet with him."

"bet?!"

Zhou Deng became energetic at that time and rolled up his arms and sleeves: "I, Mr. Zhou, have two best things in my life. The first is stealing... ahem, borrowing, and the second is gambling."

Tang Long pointed at the soul-calling flag, then at the opponent's paper figurine, and looked at the yellow-toothed old ghost opposite.

Regardless of the opponent's reaction, Zhou Deng directly grabbed the dice on the ground. This thing looked a bit like the two dice used by Wang Feng in the original work. Logically speaking, they were red for humans and black for ghosts, but just now the old ghost had two dices. If thrown together, red is 6 and black is 1.

"Look at me!"

Zhou Deng shouted loudly and threw out the dice in his hand. The red one was 4 and the black one was 5. This guy's luck was really good.

He is 9 and the opponent is 7. It stands to reason that Zhou Deng wins.

But the yellow-toothed old ghost raised his hand, and the originally restless soul-calling flag suddenly quieted down, flew into his hand, and was greedily stuffed from his mouth, disappearing in an instant.

"Damn it, you can't afford it, can you?!" Zhou Deng's eyes were splitting, that's my treasure!
The yellow-toothed old ghost threw the dice on his own. The red one was still 6, and the black one was 2.

"I'll fight with you!" Zhou Deng couldn't bear it when the other party cheated on him. He had always been the only one who cheated on others for free, and he didn't allow anyone to cheat on him.

At this moment, Liu Jiajia's timid voice rang out: "Uncle, maybe the black one is single digits and the red one is ten digits, so its red dice is always 6."

(End of this chapter)