Mysterious Recovery

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Yang Jian couldn't bear the continuous price increase of this black shop anymore. He felt that if he really wanted to spend money to buy a coffin back, he probably wouldn't be able to fill in all the money left in his hand. If this was the case, he wouldn't be used to this shop. Black shop.

At this moment, the gloomy will-o'-the-wisps spread in the coffin shop, and in just a moment, the will-o'-the-wisps almost enveloped the entire shop.

The originally yellow and dim oil lamps were also dyed the color of will-o'-the-wisps at this moment. From a distance, the coffin shop seemed to be lit by a fire.

For personal purposes, Yang Jian deliberately controlled the will-o'-the-wisps to avoid the coffins in the shop, so as to prevent these coffins from being ignited by the will-o'-the-wisps.

"Are you really going to do it?"

Lin Yunhui on the side was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Yang Jian to be so reckless, using supernatural power in the coffin shop at the slightest disagreement.

Yang Jian's face was still gloomy: "I don't have the habit of being taken advantage of and being slaughtered. If this coffin shop wants to be a female businessman, it depends on whether it has the ability. And as I said before, I have the idea of ​​robbing the coffin shop. You don't think I'm really just talking, do you?"

"Okay, since I've done it now, don't be too polite, I will empty out all the coffins here today, and then destroy this shop, so that this coffin shop will disappear from Ghost Street from now on."

Either he doesn't do it, or he does.

As he spoke, he directly stretched out a hand to lift up a red coffin, and then walked directly towards the outside of the coffin shop.

However, Yang Jian's behavior clearly violated the biggest taboo in the coffin shop.

From before to now, I have never heard of any ghost master who successfully robbed the coffin shop. There may have been some bold people in the past, but those people failed and died in the coffin shop instead.

Although time has passed and the coffin shop may not be as glorious as it used to be, it is absolutely impossible to just watch Yang Jian refuse to pay and take away a red coffin.

"boom!"

In an instant, the door of the old coffin shop was closed, and even the latch fell automatically, obviously not intending to let Yang Jian leave.

"Just a door to stop me?" Yang Jian didn't say a word, raised his other hand, and dropped it from the gun without hesitation.

The moment the hatchet touched the spirit, it became extremely sharp.

The door of the coffin shop is not an ordinary door, but a supernatural door, like two coffin boards, on which there seem to be stored incomprehensible horrible ghosts.

With the fall of the hatchet, the door that had just been closed split into several pieces in an instant, accompanied by bursts of weird screams.

Yang Jian looked down slightly.

However, they found that the broken door panel was wriggling slightly, and at the same time, blood flowed out. The inside of the wooden panel was not wood, but pieces of stinky flesh and blood embedded in it.

Stepping on the broken door, Yang Jian strode out of the coffin shop.

However, as soon as I walked out, I found that the outside was pitch black, and the familiar ghost street had completely disappeared, or this was not a ghost street at all, because in the darkness not far away, a yellow oil lamp was in midair. Swaying slightly, the oil lamp was very familiar, exactly the same as the oil lamp in the coffin shop behind him, and there was a wooden door under the oil lamp.

The wooden door is old in style, and the bolt is locked. It is the same door that Yang Jian smashed just now.

"Going out of the door and back to the coffin shop again?" Yang Jiangui's eyes turned slightly, he peeped at the scene in the distance, and suddenly stopped.

Then he looked left and right, only to find that there was a horrifying scene outside the dark shop.

On the road leading to the dim oil lamp in the distance, there are coffins on the left and right sides, and these coffins look very old, the paint on them has faded, and the most disturbing thing is that there are quite a few coffins It was actually in an open state, and through the opened coffin mouth, one could vaguely feel that there was a terrifying spirit inside that was about to be revived.

These coffins are arranged in sequence, and the number of them makes one's scalp tingle.

"Let's go a few steps forward, and the ghosts in the coffin may be revived. At that time, these ghosts will tear us apart. The act of robbing the coffin shop is too dangerous. You should seriously consider it.

one time. " Lin Yunhui's voice sounded from behind.

Yang Jian said: "I didn't think about going to the opposite side. Even if I walked past, I would just go back to the coffin shop. When I opened the door, there might be another coffin shop behind the door... This is an infinite loop. The ghosts are enough to trap any ghost master here, and if you want to leave here, you must break the spiritual cycle in the coffin shop."

He understood that the moment he stepped into the coffin shop, he was no longer in the ghost street, but in the spiritual world inside the coffin shop. Acting on someone else's territory is impossible to succeed no matter what.

"Harmony makes money, put down that coffin, and pay another 20 yuan for the door panel, and you can leave."

A faint voice echoed again, but this time the voice did not come from the coffin shop behind him, but floated from the dark world outside the shop.

And with the appearance of this sound, many coffins lined up outside the door shook slightly.

"You want me to lose money? Go ahead and dream, you female businessman, the price of a ten-yuan coffin will be increased to twenty-four yuan. I won't give you a dime today. If I have the ability, I will get rid of the coffin, or I will pay you today." Empty your coffin shop." Yang Jian no longer tolerated it at this moment, and retorted unceremoniously.

"Twenty yuan, it's your life money." The faint voice appeared again, but this time the voice became extraordinarily gloomy, like a ghost whispering.

At the same time, there were creaking and creaking sounds in the darkness outside the door. These sounds were made when the coffin boards rubbed against the coffin.

That means a lot of stuff in the coffin is waking up.

If every coffin outside represents a ghost, then the number Yang Jian will face at this moment will be so many that it will make people feel desperate.

"You've wasted my time. If you pay me twenty yuan, it's about the same. If you don't pay me, I'll burn down your coffin shop and evacuate your coffin." Yang Jian said coldly, and then his ghostly eyes turned to peep around.

In his vision, the boundary between reality and supernatural was abruptly broken.

Although he was still in the weird coffin shop, his line of sight had come to the ancient town of Taiping submerged by the ghost lake.

Lin Yunhui on the side looked at Yang Jian in surprise.

It's hard for her to believe,

one so impulsive

A reckless person can go so far on the supernatural path. The current situation is not good for him no matter what. It is a normal decision to choose to lose money now. If you are a less courageous person, even if you kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy, you will not feel that there is anything wrong.

However, Yang Jian chose the most unbelievable way.

However, Lin Yunhui did not advise, but chose to believe Yang Jian's approach.

Because no one is stupid enough to kill himself.

next moment.

Yang Jian made a move. He raised the red coffin with one hand and threw it directly to the front.

The huge force caused the empty coffin to fly out, but what people didn't expect was that the thrown red coffin didn't fall to the ground, but forced a big hole in the midair.

Light came in from outside the hole, dispelling the surrounding darkness, and at the same time, the outside world could be seen through the hole.

It was an ancient town submerged by a lake.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the coffin fell on the roof of a house in Taiping Ancient Town in the real world.

"Break the boundary between supernatural and reality so easily?" Lin Yunhui's expression moved slightly, feeling astonished. She wouldn't find it strange if such a method was used in the Republic of China era, but it would be unbelievable that people in this era could do it.

Because the supernatural recovery in this era is only a few short years away.

In other words, Yang Jian in front of him had grown to this level within a few years.

"What are you still standing there for? Help me empty the coffin shop?" Yang Jian glanced at Lin Yunhui, then turned around, returned to the wood shop again, and lifted up a red coffin. Throw it again. Taking advantage of reality and supernatural land

Before the passageway was closed, Yang Jian threw another coffin out.

Lin Yunhui was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly realized that her actions were faster and more sophisticated than Yang Jian's. Seizing this opportunity, she threw out three coffins in an instant.

The three coffins lined up in a straight line, crossed the passage, and fell into reality.

Seeing such an easy success, Lin Yunhui's face showed a little excitement. She acted again, and she threw three more coffins out.

But this time luck seemed to be not so good. Two coffins flew out, but the last coffin fell into the coffin shop.

The channel between reality and spirit is closed at this moment, it seems to be eroded by the darkness outside, which makes the channel opened by Yang Jian no longer maintainable.

"Bandit, you two robbers will definitely die here." The faint voice in the darkness outside revealed anger at this moment.

At the same time, cold and terrifying figures appeared in the darkness one by one, and those figures gathered together, rushing towards the two people in the coffin shop.

At this moment, an unknown number of ghosts were released.

Yang Jian had no expression on his face, once again broke the boundary between reality and the supernatural place, and threw out a coffin again: "Go, get out of here, don't hesitate. UU Read www.uukanshu.com"

Then he took a step forward without hesitation, crossed the supernatural land, left the coffin shop, and returned to Taiping Ancient Town.

"What a pity." Seeing this, Lin Yunhui could only evacuate quickly.

She knew that Yang Jian was doing it for the sake of safety and didn't want any accidents, otherwise she would still be able to **** a few more coffins.

The two of them disappeared.

Afterwards, the will-o'-the-wisp in the coffin shop began to extinguish quickly, and at the same time, old and terrifying old corpses seemed to appear out of thin air, crowding the entire shop, as if to swallow everything up.

But it was too late.

Yang Jian has successfully robbed the coffin shop and fled back to Taiping Ancient Town.

Moreover, this coffin shop seems to have certain rules, the ghosts here did not leave the coffin shop to chase them down.

Then, a resentful voice echoed in the dark coffin: "Give me back my coffin..."