In the center of the town, there are bright lights and a sea of people. On the stage, actors wearing costumes and facial makeup are performing stiffly, and their voices are mellow and ethereal.
The red lanterns hanging high on the balcony, the red satin swaying in the wind, and a dark plaque above the stage with four bloody characters "Visitors from All Directions" on it, looked particularly strange and eerie.
But not far from the stage, a young man in a Tang suit hit a stone tablet with a bang. The stone tablet shook slightly, but that was all.
The young man in Tang suit lay on the ground with a pale face, turning his head slightly and looking at the dark red stone tablet next to him.
"Jiangnan Ghost Show"
There are only these four characters on the entire monument, standing crookedly on the monument, looking ferocious and terrifying. After staring at it for a long time, a chill spreads in my heart.
The young man in Tang suit was lying on the ground. He just glanced at the words on the monument and then looked away, looking straight at the stars in the sky and the blood moon.
At this moment, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was filled with coldness and a faint corpse odor. The young man raised his right hand, and his arm was already gray, and the corpse stench came from here.
Obviously, he paid a heavy price to escape the attack of those ghost lanterns and ghosts. The young man looked at his right hand, and black threads were crawling in the flesh:
"I survived. Unfortunately, one of my hands is temporarily broken, but it's still acceptable. There's a needle and thread to protect me, so there's no big problem. I'll just ask grandpa to help me sew it up when I get back."
Shaking his right hand, not paying attention to the black lines surging in his flesh and blood, the young man sat up from the ground and turned his head to look in the direction he was looking.
"It's really scary. If it weren't for the ghost clothes on my body, I might have really taken it. Sure enough, the old man was right. Don't touch the lantern if you are afraid of death."
The young man in Tang suit looked at the lanterns not far away and the motionless figures standing in the darkness. He was a little frightened but also a little lucky. Fortunately, those evil spirits were stopped by the ghost stage.
Otherwise, he might not be able to survive today. The lantern was floating not far away, and there were occasional footsteps in the darkness. He knew that these evil spirits couldn't get through, and he was safe for the time being.
"Alas, this time I was at my grandma's house. I didn't catch anything. I was chased by ghosts for nothing. The ghosts in my body recovered a little earlier."
The young man in Tang suit sighed, feeling the restlessness in Tang suit on his body, feeling a little helpless and looking very ugly:
"Sure enough, I shouldn't have come here this time. First I was struck by thunder, and then chased by ghosts. I can't survive this life."
The young man was very helpless. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. To be honest, normally, his luck was quite good. Although he would not pick up money when he went out, at least he would not lose it.
Looking up at the glowing red moon, the young man let out a long sigh, looked at the lantern ghost that was about to move in the distance, shuddered, and murmured to himself:
"Forget it, let's go to the show quickly. After the show, go backstage as soon as possible and bring the costumes back to the old man as soon as possible. Don't even think about getting any benefits. This ghost place is simply not suitable for people to stay."
I don't know how many people died this time because of him. Judging from the screams and wails, there should be a lot of them, but the young man just didn't care. The lives of ordinary people are not valuable.
In a place like this, even a ghost controller of his level could accidentally be carried here, let alone ordinary people who have no power to restrain a chicken and can only cry out for help. They have no choice but to wait for death.
choose.
Of course, there are also some who are very lucky among them. After being attacked by evil spirits, they somehow survived, and even controlled the evil spirits and became ghost controllers. But in that scene where a hundred ghosts walk at night,
Being a ghost master means you will die.
Unless those ordinary people are lucky enough to have a ghost controller who can control extremely terrifying ghosts, they might still have a chance to survive, but is this possible?
There is no such possibility. The more terrifying the ghost, the harder it is to control it, let alone in this situation.
He held up the black umbrella again and walked past the stone tablet with the four characters "Jiangnan Ghost Show" engraved on it. He ignored the cries and pleas for help coming from behind and walked towards the stage.
And just as the young man was walking towards the stage holding an umbrella, without his noticing, a lantern with a flashing black light quietly appeared behind the young man. The distance was no more than about one meter at most, floating and slowly.
He slowly followed the young man, and behind the black lantern, a shadow appeared vaguely, and a hint of strangeness spread.
The young man in Tang suit was not aware of this at all and still walked towards the stage.
But it was said that after the young man walked past the stone monument holding a black umbrella, a few minutes later, bang, bang, bang, three dull crashes were heard, and three people rolled down from it, like young men in Tang suits, and hit it directly.
On top of the stone tablet.
"MD..."
A dull voice sounded, and a young man among the three stood up from the ground, holding an empty oil lamp with a gloomy expression.
At this moment, the three of them looked very embarrassed. The raincoats on their bodies were already gray, and some even had only one sleeve left.
The young man looked at the oil lamp in his hand, and casually tore off his tattered raincoat and threw it on the ground. Along with the raincoat, there was a lump of black, rotten flesh. He was still feeling well now, so he turned around and looked at where he was lying.
On the ground, the two people were enveloped by a coldness. The young man's face was extremely ugly.
His two teammates, Li Gui, are about to recover:
"Recovering soon..."
Veins were popping out on the face of the gloomy young man, and there was anger, fear, and despair in his eyes. Judging from this situation, they might not be able to complete the mission.
Five people, five ghost controllers, among them there was even a person who controlled two ghosts. As a result, two people died from the time they came in until now, and one of them was the person who controlled two powerful ghosts, and that person was still
Possess the existence of a ghost realm.
Now, except that he is in good condition and the evil ghost on his body is still some time away from recovering, the other two are not far away. Depending on their current situation, it will take no more than three days or even one day at most to perform for him directly on the spot.
A fierce ghost revives.
This is what he wants to see:
"How is it going? Can I still live..." the gloomy young man said in a low voice.
"Ahem, you can still hold on..." A woman with cracks all over her body staggered up from the ground, vomiting rotten flesh and blood from her mouth.
Seeing the woman like this, the gloomy young man frowned:
"Estimate how long it will take for the evil ghost to recover and whether it will be enough to complete this mission."
The woman raised her head and glanced at the Yin Ying young man. Her face was covered with cracks and ravines, and flesh and blood were constantly surging in the cracks. She ignored the Yin Ying young man's questions, her eyes were filled with fear, and she put her hand tremblingly into her pocket.
He took out a piece of blue-black and red paper money, hesitated for a moment, and swallowed the paper money in one gulp. The moment the woman swallowed the paper money, the woman vomited out a large ball of rotten flesh.
The moment the rotten flesh came into contact with the air, it all turned into corpse water. After the woman spit out the rotten flesh, the woman's body, which was originally full of cracks, slowly began to heal, and the squirming flesh and blood gradually calmed down.