As the deep ghost realm slowly spreads out, the buildings in the ghost realm gradually blur in sight, and some ordinary things are filtered out by the ghost realm and cannot enter the fifth-level ghost realm.
Moreover, this level of ghost realm can already connect to the supernatural space and send some evil ghosts away from the real world.
This is why many supernatural beings require a fifth-level ghost realm to peek into.
Because some ghosts do not exist in reality.
You need to break the boundaries between reality and the supernatural before you can see the truth.
The fifth-level ghost realm is this limit. This is why the fifth-level ghost realm can give away some things.
When the intensity of the Huangshan Village Ghost Zone reached a certain level, the surrounding old buildings gradually disappeared from sight, and an incredible scene appeared. An old street with a sense of age actually became blurred as the surrounding buildings blurred.
It became clearer, as if it was gradually appearing from some supernatural place where reality did not exist.
This ancient street does not exist in reality, but it has opened up a certain boundary because of the ghost realm.
Su Yuan stared at the street. He saw a lot of pedestrians in the street. These pedestrians were both male and female, and they were wearing various clothes. Some were from modern times, some were from the 1970s and 1980s, and some were from the Republic of China period.
, all kinds of people mixed together, as if witnessing the history of this street.
These people gave Su Yuan a very real feeling. Their looks, expressions, and even every move were very clear, and even their voices could be heard. This weird situation really made it impossible to judge whether these people really existed.
, or some supernatural images left behind when the ghost realm transitions into reality.
But these alone could not stop Su Yuan's pace. Without any hesitation, Su Yuan strode in directly.
When he took the last step to cross a certain boundary and step into that street, Su Yuan suddenly felt that his ghost realm was disturbed for an instant, and then he successfully entered here.
Looking back, the scenery behind me is still the same, nothing has changed. It seems that I can leave this street if I turn back and take a few steps.
However, it is impossible. Unless you use a certain method to get in and a certain method to get out, otherwise if you just want to get out, you will not be able to leave so easily.
With some thoughts, Su Yuan looked at this ancient street and then walked forward.
There are rows of shops on the left and right sides of the old street, and occasionally there are some small stalls on the roadside, but because this street is too deserted, there are no people at all, and Su Yuan did not see a boss in front of the stall.
When it comes to business, some shops are also closed. They are not as lively as I saw before, and all kinds of people seem to have disappeared.
This seems to be a street forgotten by history. Everything here has been frozen in decades, and nothing seems to have changed.
Soon, Su Yuan stopped and stood in front of a stall on the roadside.
This is a stall selling masks. There are all kinds of masks on the stall. Most of them are Peking Opera masks. A few also have some strange masks, such as skull masks and ghost masks. Su Yuan stopped in his tracks.
The one is a human face mask.
He looked a little weird, his eyes were wide open, and he looked very angry.
When looking at this face, Su Yuan couldn't help but think of the two faces that Junxiong had eaten, one crying face and one smiling face, and this seemed to be a third face.
It's an angry face.
With some curiosity, Su Yuan reached out his hand and took off the angry face hanging on the stall.
Sudden.
There was a sudden noise and noisy voice behind him, as if a lively street suddenly appeared. Su Yuan suddenly looked back, only to find that the street was clearly empty just now, but at this moment it became lively and vivid.
It became vivid.
All kinds of people are walking on the street, just like before entering the ancient street. There are people everywhere, and they are wearing all kinds of clothes, some from modern times, some from the 1970s and 1980s, and some from the Republic of China period.
People were mixed together, and in a trance, it seemed as if they were pulled into this past time because they touched the mask.
"This is......"
"Young man, do you want the mask in your hand? It's very cheap. It's not expensive at all. It only costs three yuan. You can take this piece of art home with you."
The person who spoke was an old man at the stall. He looked like he was in his fifties or sixties. He had white hair, wrinkles and age spots on his face were clearly visible, and his body gave off an aura of decay.
At this moment, he was looking at Su Yuan and the angry face mask in his hand, and said with a smile.
However, the three dollars mentioned here are not ordinary three dollars, but ghost money.
Su Yuan had ghost money, and he also had a huge sum of hundreds of dollars, but in his opinion, it was not worth it to buy such a mask.
Because the mask in his hand is just a mask with an angry face, it does not count as another grimace, nor does it have any supernatural power. Just as the old man said, it is just a handicraft.
Spending three yuan to buy such a handicraft didn't make Su Yuan very smart.
Of course, what made Su Yuan feel even more strange was the phenomenon he was in at the moment and the people who suddenly appeared.
He put the mask back silently, and in an instant, everything behind him suddenly became quiet again. All the noisy and noisy sounds disappeared, and it was still as deserted as before.
And the old man in front of him also disappeared.
It seemed as if everything just now was an illusion.
Seeing this, Su Yuan also had a guess in his mind.
Perhaps taking something from the stall is equivalent to touching the media, so I saw the scene just now. Those various figures should have come to this street to buy at different times.
Something, therefore the figure that was copied.
This is an unknown supernatural being, and it may be unique to the ancient streets.
With this thought, Su Yuan slowly left the stall.
Because there was nothing in this stall that caught his eye.
Soon, Su Yuan continued walking along the street and saw another pharmacy. There were two signs hanging in front of the old store with two lines of words.
"There are medicines for human diseases, but what about ghost diseases?"
Looking at the sign on the shop, Su Yuan's expression changed slightly: "Could this be the shop of that old guy selling medicine?"
Thinking about it, it shouldn't be wrong. After all, among the information Su Yuan knew, there was only one person who could cure the evil ghost and revive him.
Standing at the door and looking around, Su Yuan had no intention of going in. He continued to walk forward. In front of him was a paper shop, and there were two paper figures, one white and one black, a man and a woman, at the door.
The door is open, but there is no one inside, but there are a lot of paper figurines, including beautiful beauties, paper tables, and paper houses... There are not many goods, and some places are
It was empty, as if it had been bought by someone before.