Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

After a stalemate with the evil ghost in the fabric shop, Jiang Yan had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but he still stared at the other party. Finally, the evil ghost slowly retracted his feet.

This means that Jiang Yan's action to return the money was successful. He breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thanked his judgment. However, the atmosphere at this time became more and more weird.

On the dark street, the temperature around dropped significantly, making people feel a chill. Some strange sounds began to be heard in the shops on both sides, as if something was moving inside.

Jiang Yan's behavior just now seemed to have turned on a switch, and the originally quiet ghost market began to become restless.

The dead silence of the ghost market began to be broken, and a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere spread. A thin white mist actually spread on the street. The light of the red lanterns reflected on the white mist, like blood smudged, hazy and weird.

Obviously, their behavior just now was not completely without influence, but at least there was no problem at present.

Holding the ghost money tightly in his hand, Jiang Yan frowned slightly. Such "robbery" is obviously risky. Although there will be no problem once or twice, if it happens many times, the quantitative change will reach a qualitative change, and the consequences may be very serious.

If the whole ghost market is alarmed at that time, the situation will be very bad.

However, there must be a way to get to the mountain. As long as the ghost bride is here, Jiang Yan feels that it is not a problem to take on the whole ghost market.

When he just had this idea, he suddenly felt a cold gaze, as if something was secretly peeping at him. This feeling made him shudder and shudder.

He quickly looked around, trying to find the source of the gaze. However, there was nothing around except darkness and silence.

In desperation, he could only get close to the ghost bride, hoping to get rid of the weird feeling. When he got close to the ghost bride, the feeling of being watched gradually weakened and finally disappeared, and he was relieved.

"What's wrong?" Ren Jing asked a little confusedly. She didn't notice that kind of gaze just now.

"Nothing, let's keep going." Jiang Yan said seriously.

The two continued to stroll in the ghost market, their eyes kept wandering in the shops on both sides.

These shops are very dilapidated, looking like abandoned old houses, and there is no appearance of shops at all. Moreover, most of them are extremely dark inside, and it is impossible to see what they are selling.

Some shops are closed, and it is not known whether they are open for business.

Most shops have no plaques, and look like small workshops in the countryside. If you don't go in and talk, you don't know what they are selling.

Soon, Jiang Yan stopped in front of a shop. Of course, this shop is also very mysterious. He stopped because there was a bald old man standing at the door.

But what Jiang Yan cares about is not this old man, but the stack of paper money in his hand.

"Jiang Yan, you won't..." Ren Jing suddenly realized something and looked at him with a little surprise.

Jiang Yan said nothing and directly picked up the butcher knife and walked over.

The bald old man trembled as he took the money and prepared to put it on the front counter of the shop. At this moment, Jiang Yan came to him.

However, this time Jiang Yan did not kill him so quickly, but asked curiously:

"Old man, what do you want to buy here?"

The bald old man seemed to be frightened after hearing his words, and his body shook visibly. After a long time, he slowly turned his head and looked at him with his turbid eyes, cursing in a hoarse voice:

"Young man, you don't know any etiquette!"

"I came here first. If you want to buy wine, please step back a little..."

"Buy wine?" Jiang Yan was slightly startled after hearing this, and then looked at the inner shop of the shop. Sure enough, in the dark hall, several large vermilion pottery jars could be vaguely seen, which should be filled with wine.

But this wine is definitely not the wine in the real world, but some kind of supernatural item.

However, he did not know the effect of this supernatural item, so he continued to ask:

"Old man, what effect does the wine here have that made you come all the way here to buy it?"

The bald old man glared at Jiang Yan with his sinister eyes, and said in an unhappy tone:

"Young man, you really don't know the goods. This is the Changsheng Wine Shop. The wine inside has the effect of prolonging life. Forget it, I won't waste my words with you, just go and have fun..."

"Changsheng Wine Shop..."

Jiang Yan muttered this word and glanced at the shop's plaque.

This shop is one of the few stores with a plaque, but the words on the plaque have long faded. However, after the old man said this, Jiang Yan also recognized that it was written in cursive script."Changsheng Tavern".

"Changsheng?" Jiang Yan sneered. He was dead, so what was there to ask for?

Then he turned and walked in front of the bald old man, blocking his way.

Seeing this, the bald old man glared and his face turned red, as if he was really drunk, and cursed:

"Disrespectful young man, get out of the way!"

Jiang Yan looked at him with a smile and advised him kindly:

"Old man, you are so old, drinking is harmful to your health. Since you want to live forever so much, why don't you let me help you."

Hearing the word "Changsheng", the old man was also surprised. He half-believed and half-doubted:

"Young man, don't deceive me. How can you help me?"

"I can't help you with Changsheng, but I can set you free."

After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he raised his knife and fell directly. A cold light flashed, and the bald old man's body was scattered everywhere.

Ren Jing, who was standing by, felt a tightness in his heart after seeing this, but he couldn't say anything. However, his impression of Jiang Yan changed a lot.

Jiang Yan naturally wouldn't care about these things. After all, he was going to die in a few days. As long as people faced death, they could do anything.

In comparison, he felt that his actions were restrained enough, and these human consciousnesses had been wandering in a strange place, like lonely ghosts, and could not be freed.

So it seems that he was doing good things.

He picked up the money in the bald old man's hand, counted it quickly, and a smile appeared on his face. This time he made more than 100 yuan.

Adding the money he robbed the old lady before, he now has more than 200 yuan, which should be considered a huge sum of money.

After he killed the bald old man, there was a movement in the wine shop, and he looked over in a hurry.

I saw a black shadow appearing in the gap between the two large wine jars, sneaking around, as if peeking at Jiang Yan. When Jiang Yan cast his eyes over, the black shadow disappeared.

"Changsheng Tavern, interesting..." Jiang Yan smiled slightly. He looked at the tavern in front of him carefully, and his eyes became deep. I don't know what he was thinking.

Ren Jing, who was standing by, asked in confusion:

"What's wrong? Is there anything unusual about this tavern?"

Of course, she also knew that what she asked was a bit strange. After all, this is a ghost market. Which shop is not abnormal?

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yan lowered his eyes and asked a question:

"In this ghost market, what is the difference between shops with plaques and shops without plaques?"

Ren Jing was startled at first, and then began to think. She recalled the shops she had passed by before and found that many shops did not have plaques.

Although she didn't know why it was like this, there must be a difference between the two.

"If I guess correctly, the shops with plaques should have greater influence in this ghost market. In other words, the evil spirits inside are more terrifying."

"We can't search aimlessly now. I think ordinary shops may not have the ability to solve death prophecies, so it's better to try this kind of shop with plaques." Jiang Yan expressed his opinion.

After listening, Ren Jing also thought it made sense, and then asked:

"So you want to buy something in this wine shop?"

Jiang Yan nodded, then he slowly walked to the front desk of the wine shop, put all the ghost money in his hand on the front desk, and said seriously:

"Bring out the most expensive wine in this wine shop."

As soon as the voice fell, the originally cold and silent wine shop suddenly emitted some subtle sounds...