The name of Wangchuan comes from the underworld in myths and legends, also known as Santu River, between Huangquan Road and Hades.
The river water is blood yellow, and there are many lonely ghosts floating in the river water who are not allowed to be reincarnated.
Legend has it that the dead souls can return to the world and be reborn after passing through the Wangchuan River, but they need to drink the water from the Wangchuan River to forget all the joys and sorrows of their previous lives.
At first glance, it sounds very similar to the liquid in the bottle in Su Yuan's hand. It is difficult not to make people doubt whether this legendary river exists.
Of course, legends are legends. Although the name is strange, we still cannot deny the value of this supernatural item. At least for the vast majority of ghost controllers, it will be a priceless thing, even for those who
This is especially true for ghost masters who are on the verge of the resurgence of evil ghosts.
For this they are even willing to pay any price.
Being alive is better than dying. Even if the cost of living is not much different from dying, it can still leave a little hope.
Regarding Su Yuan's behavior, Yang Jian didn't say much. Instead, he turned back once and used the ghost domain to leave. In less than ten seconds, his figure reappeared, and at the same time, he also had a black ghost in his hand.
Wearing a skeleton.
This skeleton looks familiar, like a specimen in the hospital, but Yang Jian is holding it with ghost hands, which is enough to prove a lot of things.
There is no doubt that this skeleton looks like a specimen, but it is probably a ghost. Once the ghost's hand is released, the ghost will probably resume action immediately.
And when he saw this thing, Su Yuan couldn't help but his expression moved slightly.
This thing is not unfamiliar to him either. It belongs to the ghost that Wang Xiaoqiang once controlled.
The method of killing is to attach to the body of a living person, hollow out the skeleton of the living person, and then forcefully squeeze it in to become a new skeleton in the body.
Over time, the body of a living person will be eroded and gradually decay, until the body is completely rotten, and the ghost skeleton will find another corpse.
Yang Jian buried the skeleton directly into the old grave formed by Feng Quanli's ghost resurrection.
soon.
The ghost skeleton started to move, and it began to creak and move, causing the old tomb to collapse.
Feng Quan's exposed head fell directly into the earthen grave.
An exception occurs.
The peace in the old tomb was broken, and the supernatural items used just now also became ineffective due to the intervention of external forces.
But it seems to have had an effect. At this moment, the ghost mist no longer spreads. It seems that because of the addition of the third ghost, a new balance has emerged.
Neither of them spoke, they just stood there, seemingly waiting for the result.
Now that the crisis in Dachang City has basically been resolved, there is plenty of time to wait.
"What are you going to do next?"
Being idle was idle, Su Yuan couldn't help but start chatting and asked Yang Jian about his future plans.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes turned and looked at Su Yuan slightly: "Which aspect are you referring to?"
"There are all aspects, including what happened this time, the follow-up processing of the ghost post office, and the next plan."
Yang Jian said: "The plan remains unchanged. The ghost post office cannot be left. It will be a disaster if it remains. It must be destroyed. But before that, this matter must be resolved first. If someone comes to the door to pay back
You have to swallow your anger, this is not my style."
"They are just a bunch of little bugs living an ignoble existence. They are not even afraid of death. They are even blind."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Su Yuan's mouth, with disdain.
"Oh, what do you mean, what do you know?"
"You know, they are just a group of people borrowing some kind of curse to survive. There are just a little more people, and the hiding place is a little more difficult."
"It doesn't matter. If they dare to come to my Dachang City to run wild and kill my people, they must be prepared for my revenge. No matter how difficult it is, no matter how difficult it is, they all have to die. Where are they hiding?"
"There is an ancient house in Dadong City. It is said that that ancient house is related to the person in charge, Wang Chaling. For more details, you may have to ask Feng Quan. He should know more than me. I have only heard a little bit about it.
"
"Captain? I understand."
While the two were talking, the abnormal tomb finally collapsed silently.
The grave soil was scattered all over the ground.
A strange figure slowly stood up from the middle of the grave.
This person's body is entirely made of wet soil, and occasionally pale human bones are exposed in the gaps, just like a corpse with rotten flesh and blood. However, the head is well preserved, but it is not pale.
Just a trace of blood.
"I'm actually still alive..." Feng Quan opened his mouth and spoke.
But his voice was very strange, like a roar coming from the ground, dry and penetrating.
He didn't remember what happened before, he only knew that he was chased by Liao Fan and others, then knocked out, and then fell unconscious.
I thought he was dead at that time.
I never thought I would open my eyes and wake up one day.
"I controlled the third ghost?" Feng Quan quickly discovered after getting used to it that there was a third supernatural power in his body.
That kind of supernatural power kept his body from collapsing.
It is precisely because of this that he was able to survive and did not die from the resurrection of the evil ghost.
"It seems someone saved me..."
Feng Quan was thinking, he raised his head and looked forward.
Vision is very blurry.
It's like it's blocked by something and it's not clear.
It's like a thick layer of fog has been cast over it.
"The ghost mist has recovered to a very high degree. My eyes are about to be fogged up, but my body is fine. This balance is very delicate, and it's incredible that I can still have my own thoughts and be alive in this state."
Feng Quan stretched out his hand and looked at it. His palms were all made of grave soil. If he moved casually, the soil would fall down.
"Are you awake? Are you okay?"
The sounds around him attracted Feng Quan's attention. He turned around and saw two people standing not far away.
It seemed that because his brain was gone and it was full of mud, his reaction was slightly hesitant. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Su Yuan...Yang Jian? It was you who saved me,
Helped me control the third ghost?"
Yang Jian said: "It seems that you have recovered well. It's you. I was worried that you would fail, otherwise I would have to lock you up."
Su Yuan, on the other hand, looked at Feng Quan with a half-smile but said nothing.
If I remember correctly, Feng Quan was called "leg brother, leg brother" in the past, instead of calling Yang Jian's name directly, but now...
So the ghost newspaper’s ability to modify memory has failed?