The ghosts dissipated like bubbles. The place where they were just "lively" standing in a row, and now only Yu Xing is left.
He wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead and sorted out his expression under his palm.
Damn Masters.
He had forgotten something that had been so long, but because of a breaking the ban, he crawled out from the bottom of his memory.
Especially the Yu family, who had been killed in the sea of fire, the entire family had no connection with actors and was completely innocent, his sister.
What's the name...
I can't remember it a little.
While thinking, Yu Xing walked over the blood line blocking the road. The black air around him surged and filled the yard, which could be regarded as a formation blocking the road.
The prohibition was broken, and he knew that the masters must have noticed it and would definitely come over.
The power of curses can delay the other party from interfering with his world.
He pushed open the door and a cold wind blew into his face.
If the cold wind in the yard was just cold, the house would be upgraded to a freezer, and strands of cold air swayed in the air, and even the breath of his breath would form white frost.
Yu Xing's eyes pointed straight to the center of the room.
Looking at the cottage from the courtyard, it is just a dilapidated old house, but there is another world inside, which is much more spacious than looking outside.
But the layout is still very simple.
Except for a simple wooden table and chair near the door, which seems to be used for meals, there is no other common furniture.
The white walls have turned yellow, deep and shallow, and some places are obviously stained with filth and almost black.
Chains start from the four walls of the room and extend in chaos. They walk around the beams until they cannot see which one is, and finally extend to the center of the house.
What attracted Yu Xing's attention was there.
According to previous speculation, this room is the place where all masters use to create a collection of evil spirits. It must be filthy and bloody inside, and it is possible to place broken limbs and broken arms in the corners.
But the room was empty and there were no such things.
There was only a stone platform as high as the stairs in the middle, and a white jade coffin was placed on it.
The jade-like coffin was shining in the gloomy room, and the surrounding ground was soaked with water vapor. The heavy chains imprisoned the coffin heavily. Obviously, the layout of the entire room was to suppress the object in the coffin.
At this moment, the prompt arrow for the hidden task appeared above the white jade coffin, flashing with an unignorable light.
Yu Xing walked forward quickly.
He glimpsed the light of his eyes that there was a cushion next to the white jade coffin. It must be where Master Wanban usually sat. Master Wanban planned to create ghosts for so long, and I am afraid that it would take more time to stay in this small room than to enjoy wealth and glory.
I really don't know what to look for.
He leaned closer to the white jade coffin to observe that most of the lines on the lid were blocked by chains, but Yu Xing had already guessed in his heart when he looked at the familiar coffin.
He carefully brushed a few chains and saw that the coffin lid was exposed with the same ghost pattern as the one he sent to the coffin in the stage world.
A damp and sticky malicious intention spread out silently.
Why is this coffin?
Yu Xing still remembers that in the stage world, the deducers entered the charity village, and the coffin was in the locked backyard. Except for the old man in the yard, it seemed that only he and Zhao Yijiu had seen the things in the coffin.
It was a white thing all over.
It is like a person but not a human, like a paper but not a paper. Its voice is as sharp as a child, and it is wet all over. It also likes to lie on people's backs. If there is no external interference, the person being targeted will drown in pain.
The backyard array couldn't trap it, and the bells kept ringing, and in the end they would only fall one after another, and finally return to silence.
In the false moonlight in the stage world, the things in the coffin wander in the backyard like a ghost, and sometimes thick fog will arise. In the fog, the ghosts are sometimes far and sometimes near, just like there are many people...
Many people? Yu Xing thought about it and found that he really met.
Sewing ghosts is a collection of many resentments, and it is normal to have some abilities reflected.
At that time, Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu's abilities were limited by their respective identities, so they naturally felt that evil things were already difficult to deal with. Now that Yu Xing knew the identity of the white ghost, he suddenly felt that the white ghosts in the stage world had been weakened.
He has now confirmed that the stage world is something made by Jiang Po, and everything inside is reproduced by Jiang Po according to a certain real entity. Jiang Su is already at the level of a pseudo-god. The ghost in the coffin that can compete with Jiang Song is just a ghost with a low sense of existence?
I'm afraid that Jiang Po knew too little about the ghost in the coffin, and only knew its existence but not its ability.
"Look at the bottom of the coffin."
Suddenly, a girl's voice appeared in the quiet room. I don't know how the other party walked around the black fog in the yard and went straight into the room. Yu Xing turned his head and saw Alan.
The girl leaned against a chain with a thick arm, her body as light as a swallow, and her expression was as cold as when she first met.
"Jiang Po." Yu Xing revealed her identity, "When did you come with me?"
"I have been following you. In Fengtou Town, I have the breath of Jiang Sheng to protect this body. If I intentionally hide my body, where can I go?" Alan, or Jiang Po, raised her eyes slightly, and her tone was plain, "Only this house is difficult, I have to thank you for breaking the ban on that old thing and letting me find the white jade coffin."
"Are you looking for this coffin?" Yu Xing raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Po did not answer, but just repeated: "Look at the bottom of the coffin."
Yu Xing lowered his eyes and looked.
The white jade is moist. In addition to the ghost patterns on the coffin lid, the coffin body also has many patterns. However, Yu Xing was able to observe it, but he could find a smoothed place.
Connected to the smoothing point are several capital numbers.
Jiang Po said deeply: "That was the birth date of the bride's sacrifice. It was six years ago when I saw that girl was pitiful. She was thrown into Jiang with resentment and wanted to marry Jiang Su. She could easily become a resentful ghost who would never be born again. She beat such a coffin and wanted to resolve it."
When Yu Xing recalled, Jiang Po should be talking about the bride played by the sirens in the stage world.
It turned out that this coffin was actually customized for that character.
No wonder Jiang Po is not familiar with the ghost in the coffin, but she simulates the details of the coffin to the fullest.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Who knew that when the old guy knew about it, he stole the white jade coffin while I was unprepared, erased the year of my birth date and horoscope, and left the moon and sun pillars. Instead, he used this pure and flawless white jade as a suppressor for refining ghosts!" Jiang Po was obviously angry, "I went out with him. When the master was still alive, he took the wrong path. His ability to create was far inferior to me. Many years have passed, and he has no progress at all, but he has more ability to steal."
It turns out that she and Master Wanban are actually brothers of the same school.
She finally left the group leaning against her and walked quietly to Yu Xing: "I was born to be in conflict with him. Whether it was God's will or man-made, I would always go against him. Therefore, he was afraid of me and wanted to kill me, so I would do the same."
Seeing that Yu Xing was just looking at her but didn't say a word, Jiang Po sighed: "Now the evil thing has become... but has not been awakened yet, and there is still a chance to remedy it. Why not take this opportunity to destroy it to resolve the difficulties of Fengtou Town!"
"How to destroy it?" Yu Xing finally responded.
"Use my life." Jiang Po said, taking out a dagger and handing it to Yu Xing, "Kill me, take my heart's blood, dripping it into the eyes of the evil ghost on the cover of the coffin. Then she peeled my skin and covered it on the coffin. Be careful not to destroy these chains. My soul will naturally enter the coffin and stitch it with the ghosts inside, destroying the evil ghost's ultimate fate."
"As long as it is no longer an extremely yin ghost, its power will not be feared. Then you untie the chain and wait for the ghost in the coffin to appear, you can easily kill it."
Yu Xing took the dagger and suddenly smiled: "No."
Jiang Po looked at him with Alan's young skin: "What's wrong?"
"It seems that the difficulty of Fengtou Town is not brought by this unborn ghost." Yu Xing played with the dagger and looked at Jiang Po with a little deeper meaning, "I believe most of what you said, but there is only one thing - isn't Jiang Chong who can really bring disaster to Fengtou Town?
"Without the restraint of the Supreme Yin Ghost, all the masters will definitely not be able to defeat a pseudo-god. By then, Jiang Sui will flood the entire town, who else can survive?"
"You are actually a believer in Jiang Song for the sake of justice on the surface, and you have been a believer in Jiang Song doing things for Him, so you want to sacrifice yourself to destroy the evil spirits so that Jiang Song's future will be unhindered, right?"
Jiang Po was silent for two seconds: "You and your companions are not from the town. The rule of backlash from evil power is not on you. You can leave early before the river water gets up. Isn't that okay?"
"Of course not, don't forget that in order to make us hostile to the masters, you took some of our souls in the stage world at the beginning, but have not returned it yet." Yu Xing sneered, "You made our souls incomplete, and you didn't mention it at this time."
Their main mission is still stuck here.
"I want me to help unless I return my soul to us now." Yu Xing said, "I will only consider helping you after that."