Mysterious recovery

After Yang Jian became a ghost master, his feelings have been very weak, but at this moment, there is still a wave of anger that was picked out.

With a gloomy face, he didn't say a word, but silently put away the 20 yuan ghost money in his hand, and then tightly held the red spear in his hand, and at the same time, ghostly ghost lights began to appear around him.

This black shop must not be used anymore, it must be dealt with today.

The first thousand and 510 chapters grab the coffin

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 hadn't expected 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 slaughtered. If this coffin shop wants to be a profiteer, it depends on whether it has the ability. And as I said before, I have the idea of ​​robbing the coffin shop. Don't you?" Do you think I’m really just talking about it? Well, since I’ve already done it now, don’t be too polite. I’ll empty out all the coffins here today, and then destroy the shop, so that the coffin shop will be in use from now on. Disappeared on the ghost street."

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 door bolt fell automatically, obviously not intending to let Yang Jian leave.

"You want to stop me with just one door?" Yang Jian raised his other hand without hesitation, and dropped the spear he was holding tightly 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 faintly floating in midair. Swaying, 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 was old in style and the bolt was locked. It was the same door that Yang Jian smashed just now.

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

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 revive. At that time, these ghosts will tear us apart. The act of robbing the coffin shop is too dangerous. You should think about it again." Lin Yunhui's voice changed from behind.

Yang Jian said: "I never thought of going to the opposite side. Even if I walked past, I would just go back to the coffin shop. When I open the door, there may be another coffin shop behind the door... This is an infinite The spirituality of the cycle is 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 the coffin, and pay 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 you, but from the area outside the shop. Floating from a dark world.

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

"Want me to lose money? Go ahead and dream, you profiteer, the price of a ten-yuan coffin will be increased to 24 yuan. I won't give you a dime today. If you have the ability, kill me, or I will vacate your coffin shop today." .” Yang Jian no longer tolerated it at this moment, and retorted unceremoniously.

"Let's pay 20 yuan, that'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 20 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 ghost eyes turned, peeping 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 was hard for her to believe that such an impulsive and reckless person could 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 this era has only a few short years to face spiritual recovery.

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

"What are you still doing there? Help me empty the coffin shop?" Yang Jian glanced at Lin Yunhui, then turned around, returned to the coffin shop again, and lifted up a red coffin.

Throw it again.

Taking advantage of the fact that the passage between reality and the supernatural land was not 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 expressionless, once again broke the boundary between reality and the spiritual world, and threw out a coffin again: "Go, get out of here, don't hesitate."

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 snatch 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.

Subsequently.

A resentful voice echoed in the dark coffin shop: "Give me back my coffin..."

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"I really can't see how cruel you are. I only robbed three coffins, but you actually robbed five coffins."

now.

Yang Jian and Lin Yunhui successfully withdrew from the coffin shop and successfully returned to the real Taiping Ancient Town.

After adjusting slightly, Yang Jian looked at the five coffins next to Lin Yunhui in surprise.

Lin Yunhui seemed a little embarrassed: "The first time I robbed, my hands were relatively new. With this experience, I will be fine. If I have a chance to do it next time, I can take away at least ten coffins."

"This is your first time to rob? You can't tell from your skillful appearance before." Yang Jian couldn't help but looked up and down.

In terms of robbery speed, he was actually not as good as the opponent, a novice.

You must know that you are still the first to make a move.

"Eight coffins, five red and three black, should be enough for a long time. After all, things like robbery should not be done often, and there are risks." Lin Yunhui said.

"The risk is a bit higher, but the reward is high, and it's worth the risk." Yang Jian said as he sank all eight coffins into his own ghost lake, and then acted again.

"Where are you going?" Lin Yunhui said.

Yang Jian replied, "Go to the coffin shop on Ghost Street."

"Didn't you just escape from the coffin shop? What are you going to do?" Lin Yunhui didn't understand.

Yang Jian said: "If you can rob once, you can rob again. Now that I can act, I should do it again. Anyway, the coffin shop has nothing to do with me."

"What?" Lin Yunhui, a ghost driver in the Republic of China, was shocked by the lower limit of Yang Jian, a modern person.

According to Lin Yunhui's idea, he would accept it as soon as it was good.

But Yang Jian is desperately trying to pluck the wool when he catches a sheep, as long as he can get benefits, he doesn't care about the others at all.

Reasoning with ghosts is very stupid behavior.

soon.

Yang Jian turned around and came to Ghost Street again, then walked straight towards the coffin shop.

He moves quickly.

It took only a moment to stand in front of the coffin shop's gate again.

"Do you really want to do it again?" Lin Yunhui still couldn't believe it.

"It's all here, is it possible that I'm joking with you? If this black shop dares to open the door for business, I will dare to snatch it. Unless the owner of this shop rushes out and beats me to death, otherwise I will snatch it. The store can't even keep going." Yang Jian still hasn't forgotten the experience of being cheated before.

He hated these profiteers deeply, so he strode forward without hesitation holding the red spear.

"boom!"

However, before entering the store, the door of the coffin shop was closed directly, and there was a wooden sign hanging on the door, with two distorted characters written in ink on the wooden sign: Closed.

Obviously, this coffin shop felt that Yang Jian's visitor was not kind, so he directly chose to close down.

"Do you want to do business? Today is up to you." After Yang Jian raised his red spear, he opened the gate.

A wooden door couldn't stop him.

Yang Jian looked into the coffin shop at this moment, but found that there were not many coffins left, and there were still four coffins left, which was clearly not the same number as before.

Although he and Lin Yunhui had snatched eight coffins before, there were more than four coffins left, and there were quite a few. It seems that the coffin shop immediately put away the remaining coffins after sensing Yang Jian's reappearance .

However, Yang Jian moved too fast, and the remaining four coffins were too late to move away.