Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The low hut in front of him was old and dilapidated, and many parts of the wood were rotten, and it looked quite old.

Huang Yuan knocked on the door of the wooden house gently and whispered:

"Uncle Zhang, I'm here with the key."

"Uncle Zhang?" Judging from this title, Jiang Yan guessed that the gatekeeper should be very old.

But this is normal, because there is a consensus in the supernatural circle that the longer the ghost master lives, the stronger he is.

Gu Qingfeng said that all the ghost masters of their era have died. If he can survive to this day, he must be an extraordinary figure.

This Uncle Zhang should not be of Gu Qingfeng's generation, but his generation is much higher than his. He may be one of the earliest ghost masters in the headquarters, and perhaps he is from the same era as the captain.

After Huang Yuan knocked on the door, a slow sound of footsteps soon came from the wooden house.

The half-closed door opened, and a very old man stuck his head out and looked at them.

Although Uncle Zhang is called Uncle Zhang, he looks like an old man, and it is not too much to call him Uncle Zhang.

He was already skinny, his skin was as dry as dried orange peel, and the skin on his neck was wrinkled and drooping, just like a skeleton.

Among humans, this kind of person is very similar to those centenarians, and is already very old.

Jiang Yan was surprised to see Zhang Bo so old. If he was a human, Zhang Bo in front of him would be at least a hundred years old.

He couldn't imagine how such an old man could take on the responsibility of guarding the supernatural warehouse.

Zhang Bo's turbid eyes looked at them dully, his eyes stayed on Jiang Yan for a long time, then nodded, opened the wooden door and motioned them to enter the house.

Jiang Yan was a little hesitant and didn't want to walk in front, so he followed Huang Yuan in.

As soon as he came in, he smelled the smell of old wood. It was obvious that this wooden house was quite old, and the things inside were very old.

Not only are the pots and pans all old coarse pottery, but even the bed is a wooden bed from the Republic of China period. The paint on the wooden bed has seriously peeled off, and the mosquito net has also been used and turned yellow.

There is also a wooden table in this narrow wooden house, but this table has also been used and has been blackened.

On the wooden table, there is a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, still steaming.

Jiang Yan took a look at the bowl of porridge. This Zhang Bo still needs to eat, which means that his body is still mostly human.

Zhang Bo walked in front of them with a staggering step to lead the way. Jiang Yan took the opportunity to take a look at the hunched back with the light of insight.

To his surprise, he did not see any supernatural from Zhang Bo, as if this Zhang Bo was just an ordinary centenarian.

The wooden house was very small, and the three of them quickly walked to the bottom.

Zhang Bo stopped in front of a wall and took a closer look. This wall was actually a black wooden door.

This wooden door was extremely tattered, as if it was dug out from the ruins, with many cracks and holes on it.

Of course, this wooden door was also locked with a rusty iron chain, but looking at the degree of decay of this wooden door, it seemed that an ordinary person could crush it with a light foot.

"Is this the door of the ghost warehouse?" Looking at this rotten wooden door, Jiang Yan was a little surprised. He thought that the door of the ghost warehouse should be the kind of heavy steel plate door with a gold interlayer, but he didn't expect it to be a back door in this old man's wooden house.

Zhang Bo didn't answer him, turned around and stretched out his shriveled right hand full of blue veins to Huang Yuan.

Huang Yuan took out a rusty key from his pocket and handed it over.

After taking the key, Zhang Bo prepared to open the door, but perhaps because of his age, his hand holding the key trembled and pushed against the keyhole, and after a long time, he didn't insert it.

The two watched quietly on the side, without complaining much.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Yan continued to use the light of insight to look into the hole on the rotten wooden door.

This time, he still found nothing.

It can be seen that this rotten wooden door is not an ordinary wooden door, but some kind of supernatural object.

Finally, Zhang Bo finally opened the wooden door.

With a "creak", the wooden door that has experienced years slowly opened, and a faint dust filled the air.

Huang Yuan and Jiang Yan watched quietly on the side, and when the wooden door was fully opened, the scene inside appeared.

It was still dark inside the wooden door.

Jiang Yan couldn't help feeling a little confused when he saw this, because the darkness in front of him didn't look like the location of the supernatural warehouse.

Moreover, his light of insight couldn't see through this darkness, and there was obviously a supernatural power in it that even he was afraid of.

Because the light of insight can peek into the higher level of supernatural, but can't see through this darkness, it means that this darkness is at least two levels stronger than his fifth-level ghost cave.

There is no doubt that enteringEntering this darkness was like jumping into a dangerous trap for him.

At the same time, he also understood why the supernatural warehouse had not been successfully invaded for so many years.

Let alone passing the gatekeeper Zhang Bo, even if he could escape unscathed after entering the darkness in front of him, most ghost fighters could not do it.

Jiang Yan asked himself if he had such strength at present.

"Go in." Huang Yuan glanced at him, and then took the lead in walking into the darkness.

Seeing Huang Yuan walk in, Jiang Yan no longer worried and followed closely.

After the two entered the darkness, there was a sudden change in front of them, and a dizzy feeling like the world was spinning.

After the trance, the darkness disappeared, and a somewhat dark warehouse appeared in front of the two.

The warehouse was very large, and you couldn't see the end at a glance. There was a faint sheet of light above your head.

This warehouse was like a museum, with many glass cabinets lined up inside, and each glass cabinet contained a supernatural item.

The lights above were arranged in long strips, enough to illuminate every corner of the warehouse, but the warehouse was still very dark, and even the degree of brightness and darkness was different.

Jiang Yan knew that the lights were affected by the supernatural power. The stronger the supernatural power, the darker the lights.

This is also a reference for judging the strength of supernatural items.

"This is the headquarters supernatural warehouse. All the supernatural items collected by the headquarters are here. You can pick three items at will, of course, only three items. Our every move is under the surveillance of the gatekeeper." Huang Yuan said in a serious tone.

Jiang Yan naturally understood what he meant. This supernatural warehouse was actually in the gatekeeper's den, and their every move could be known by the gatekeeper.

And the authority of the items in this supernatural warehouse was not in Huang Yuan's hands, but was controlled by the domestic military high-level officials.

So Huang Yuan could not make the decision about the things in the supernatural warehouse.

But this also gave Jiang Yan an opportunity, because even if Jiang Yan took away a very scary supernatural weapon and was investigated by the top, Huang Yuan could explain that he had no power to stop it.

The military leaders would have thought that Huang Yuan was just taking out a few supernatural items from the warehouse for show, and they would not have thought that he would bring Jiang Yan in to choose at will.

"Then let's get started." Jiang Yan's eyes fell on a dark glass cabinet nearby, in which a burnt bamboo basket was quietly placed...