Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

After meeting this old beggar, Jiang Yan got a possible way to solve the death prophecy, which is to create a second body and let it die instead of himself.

After all, in Ren Jing's prophecy, the person who died was very similar to himself, but not necessarily the real self, so this method is feasible, and it may also be the real future.

However, it is very difficult to realize this method. First of all, the dry well in the ghost market must be filled up, and only the wine in the Changsheng Wine Shop can be used.

Of course, Jiang Yan would not believe all the words of this old beggar, at least he would keep a little bit of his mind.

After all, the scene of Gu Qingfeng setting a trap for him is still vivid in his mind. This old beggar is also an old generation of ghost riders. It is not surprising that these old and sophisticated ghost riders can tell lies.

On the dark street, in addition to the three of them, another figure not far away entered their field of vision.

This figure attracted their attention. A closer look revealed that it was an old man who looked a little haggard. His eyes were blurred, he looked around, and he looked sneaky, and he didn't know what he wanted to do.

The old man's behavior seemed a little suspicious, which made people wonder. His movements seemed to reveal a kind of uneasiness and tension, as if he was looking for something or avoiding someone.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice the gazes of Jiang Yan and others, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face, but he quickly concealed it and restored his calm expression.

Jiang Yan's scarlet eyes stared at the old man, his mouth corners slightly raised, and a sly smile appeared on his face. His eyes were full of teasing and curiosity, and he seemed to be interested in this mysterious old man.

"Are you going to..." Seeing this, Ren Jing quickly guessed Jiang Yan's thoughts.

This guy was going to rob again.

Seeing that the haggard old man was about to go away, Jiang Yan quickly got up and chased him, while carefully hiding the black butcher knife around his waist.

Since he successfully controlled the ghost bride, his consciousness has been greatly enhanced, and in this strange dream world, the strength of consciousness directly determines the ability of the body.

At this moment, Jiang Yan's physical ability has been extraordinary. In just a few steps, he quickly closed the distance with the haggard uncle.

The uncle noticed Jiang Yan's approach and showed a panic expression on his face. Although he didn't understand what Jiang Yan wanted to do, he turned around and fled without hesitation.

Jiang Yan was also confused by the uncle's reaction. He just walked towards him, why did he make him so scared?

However, these questions did not stop Jiang Yan from decisively swinging the butcher knife in his hand.

"Puff~"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, a cold light flashed, and the haggard uncle screamed and fell to the ground, his head rolled off his neck, and his body was separated.

His head rolled all the way to a corner of the street before it stopped, but the look of horror was still fixed on his face. However,

Not long after, his head and body gradually became ethereal, and finally disappeared completely. At the place where he fell, only some ghost money with a gloomy atmosphere was left.

Jiang Yan walked forward quickly, picked up the ghost money one by one, and carefully counted them. The total amount of ghost money was about more than 300 yuan.

"I didn't expect that this uncle who looked so useless actually had so much money..." Jiang Yan really looked at this uncle with a new look.

The old beggar and Ren Jing also walked over with a look of surprise. They didn't expect Jiang Yan to kill so decisively. He killed a stranger without saying a word.

"You are really courageous, young man. If you don't make a decision, you will suffer from the chaos. The upper limit of the ghost tamer is often determined by courage." The old beggar couldn't help but praise.

However, Jiang Yan could see that he was trying to flatter him. After all, he killed the uncle, and taking the money was only one of the purposes. The more important thing was to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Let the old beggar know that it would be easy for him to kill him if he wanted to. If he wanted to play some tricks, his end would be the same as that of the uncle.

"Hey, what is that?"

Just then, Ren Jing suddenly found that there was something else on the street, which seemed to have been dropped by the uncle just now, but because the environment was too dark, Jiang Yan was just counting money and didn't notice it.

After hearing this, Jiang Yan looked quickly and saw that there was indeed a black thing on the ground not far away, but he didn't want to go up and get it himself, so he gave the old beggar a look.

The old beggar understood, sighed, and slowly walked forward to pick up the thing.

The thing seemed to be a black cloth bag. The old beggar opened the cloth bag and looked inside, and then couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Good stuff, good stuff...Hahaha."

"What's inside?" Jiang Yan frowned.

The old beggar smiled slightly, opened the bag, and presented the contents in front of the two.

The two looked closely and saw some black silk-like objects in the bag, which faintly exuded a burnt aroma.

"This is Fu Shou cigarettes, the purity is still very high, incredible..." the old beggar exclaimed, and at the same time, he pinched a small handful of ghost cigarettes with his rough old fingers, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it happily, and then showed an intoxicated expression.

"Fu Shou cigarettes..."

Hearing this word, Jiang Yan and Ren Jing couldn't help but think of the ghost cigarettes at the headquarters. Could it be that these Fu Shou cigarettes are the raw materials of ghost cigarettes.

The old beggar tied the bag tightly, and seemed to treasure this thing very much, for fear of dropping a little.

He weighed the bag in his hand and said thoughtfully:

"It seems that the man just stole the store, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten so many Fu Shou cigarettes."

"Steal the store? "Hearing this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a little surprised. After all, stealing things would definitely violate the rules of the ghost market, but why didn't the haggard uncle just now have anything wrong?

If this could really be done, then he wouldn't have to rob so hard. Wouldn't it be enough to just steal all the wine from the Changsheng Wine Shop?

As if he had noticed his thoughts, the old beggar's eyes sparkled and he smiled:

"Young man, I know what you are thinking. You can steal things in the ghost market, but you must grasp the timing."

"Timing?" Hearing this, Jiang Yan's eyes lit up. It seems that the plan to steal is indeed feasible.

"Yes, timing..." The old beggar said, looking at the blood-red lanterns on both sides of the street, and said seriously,

"These lanterns are the eyes of the master of the ghost market. If the lanterns are extinguished, the ghost market will turn a blind eye to you, and it doesn't matter if you steal or rob a little."

"Lanterns, huh... Then how to make the lanterns extinguish? "Jiang Yan continued to ask.

The old beggar did not hide it, and said solemnly:

"Generally speaking, when a lantern is extinguished, a ghost will be released. When the ghost kills the person who extinguished the lantern, the lantern will light up again. The boy was able to steal things just now, and there must be more than one person. Maybe he tricked his companions into extinguishing the lanterns, and he entered the store to steal. "

"Although he succeeded, he was still afraid of being recognized, so he walked so furtively..."

The old beggar's words gave a general account of the whole story of the haggard uncle's theft, and Jiang Yan was eager to try it.

"What's the matter? Do you want to try it too, young man? The evil spirits released by turning off the lights are not so easy to deal with..." said the old beggar with a smile.

For Jiang Yan, stealing is definitely necessary, after all, robbing is too tiring, but now is not the time.

"I have my own plan, but before that, you have to take me to the dry well to have a look, I have to verify it first."

To be on the safe side, Jiang Yan decided to go to the dry well first, after all, it was the key to the next action and must be investigated clearly.

And the old beggar did not refuse, he smiled slightly, making it difficult to see the depth.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yan used the three hundred yuan just now to exchange a cup of Changsheng wine from the Changsheng wine shop, and headed towards the dry well under the guidance of the old beggar...