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Chapter 127 Can this ghost... still recover? (The third update! Please collect! Please recommend!)

Simply put, it is the year of this grave, which is quite a long time.

In the period of the Republic of China... in the spiritual circle, that era was mysterious and terrifying. The four people present, more or less, had all dealt with the ghosts of the Republic of China period.

Many ghosts seem to have originated in the period of the Republic of China.

"Let's go, let's go to Mrs. Liu's grave to see. Although no one was buried, there must be some changes." Yang Jian suggested.

"Okay." Wei Jing agreed.

But Cao Ya and Ye Zhen seem to have different opinions.

Cao Ya spread his hands and said with a smile:

"Why do you follow the ghost domain of Fushouyuan?"

After pondering for a while, he said his suggestion:
"In the cemetery of Fushouyuan, there must be something wrong with those old graves. They are probably buried with ghosts, or the ghost riders from decades ago may recover in the new era."

"Since this is the case, then there is no need to find No. 78, and deal with it all. Aren't we here to solve the supernatural incident?"

Ye Zhen flicked the long sword, let out a crisp sword cry, and said proudly:

"I, Ye, never fear difficulties!"

"This..." Yang Jian and Wei Jing looked at each other, if this continued, wouldn't it be enough to bring back the ghosts?
It's also that Cao Ya didn't control the Specter at all, and there was no danger of the Specter's resurgence, and Ye Zhen was a ghost rider, but he was very special. The Specter he controlled seemed to have crashed and could be used without restrictions.

On the contrary, it was Yang Jian and Wei Jing, even if the Specter under control was dead, but they still had scruples about it.

shuh~~~
Ye Zhen, a middle-aged patient, took the lead with his sword. Pieces of white light passed by, illuminating the dark cemetery.

The grave mounds everywhere, looking up, seemed to have no boundaries, extending all the way into the dim world in the distance.

And Ye Zhen's sword light cut through the ghost realm of Fushou Garden and flattened the old tombs, and a strange scene appeared. The old tombs flattened by Ye Zhen actually seeped blood, and the blood was not absorbed by the soil. Instead, it seemed to be repelled, gradually flowing out, gradually dyeing the trail between the tombs red.

With the outflow of blood, the originally high tomb began to collapse little by little, becoming shorter and shorter, as if something supporting the tomb was disappearing little by little.

"Dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me, Ye someone?" Ye Zhen snorted, raised his hand, and the white light pierced through the ghost realm and sprinkled on the blood, but there was no response, it seemed that it was just ordinary blood.

Cao Ya's eyes moved slightly and said:
"Dig up the grave, if it's a ghost, all of them will be imprisoned... Hey, the Fushou Garden has been completely emptied, what's so special about this ghost place?"

Suddenly he thought:
"These soils seem to be quite special in themselves."

There must be ghosts in the old graves, but they are suppressed by soil. Perhaps, in the period of the Republic of China, Fushou Garden was specially created by the ghosts at that time to imprison the ghosts.

"Well, gold is more secure. Unlike these soils, after a long time, there will be a crisis of ghost recovery."

Cao Ya raised her hand to hold it, and the corpse-turned old lady Liu could no longer move, and a layer of golden light bound it.

He asked Ye Zhen:

"Ye Zhen, are the detention containers your subordinates made enough?"

Ye Zhen proudly said:
"How could it not be enough? Someone Ye will be a hindrance? Even if you throw it out, the golden container of my spiritual forum is enough to keep all the ghosts in custody."

Cao Ya made a move to throw Mrs. Liu out and send her to the outside world to be imprisoned, but she acted as if she had thought of something.

"Do you still want to send that letter?" Yang Jian asked, opening his ghost eyes, his eyes were scarlet.

"I won't send it... Well, let's send it. It will completely activate the Fushou Garden, so we can really solve it." Cao Ya changed his mind and took out the red letter from his pocket.

Ye Zhen stopped attacking, Yang Jian and Wei Jing hadn't started yet, the four of them were separated from each other, vigilant for possible changes in Fushou Garden.

From the address given by the ghost post office, it can be seen that there are innumerable connections between Mrs. Liu and this Fushouyuan.

Send out the red letter, 100% will explode!

Cao Ya slightly loosened the restrictions on Mrs. Liu, and the golden light escaped, leaving space.

Suddenly, Mrs. Liu came to life again, and raised her cold, dry, corpse-spotted arm.

Cao Ya shoved the red letter directly into Mrs. Liu's hand.

The task of delivering letters is now complete.

Immediately after the red letter touched Mrs. Liu, an incredible and strange scene happened.

The letter suddenly shattered, as if time had passed, it had aged and decayed in an instant, and in the end there was nothing left.

Well, that's it... no other reaction...

Looking at this scene, it is a bit confusing.

The red letter just disappeared, there was nothing in it, and there wasn't even any supernatural happening.

It's really unremarkable.

"Is this a successful message delivery?" Cao Ya said uncertainly.

Yang Jian also hesitated:

"It should... Forget it. Now that the letters are gone, it can't be considered a failure to deliver the letter. The ghost post office is really playing tricks on us."

Cao Ya thought about it too. After all, it is a task on the first floor. How difficult can it be?
Well, for those ordinary messengers, it is indeed fatal.

At this moment, Mrs. Liu's body suddenly sat up.

A dead gray old man's face full of wrinkles, face expressionlessly towards Cao Ya, those dull eyes opened, revealing an inexplicable strangeness.

At this moment, the corners of Mrs. Liu's mouth curled up slightly.

It seemed to be laughing... no, it wasn't laughing, it was squirming its cheeks as if it had something in its mouth.

Soon, Mrs. Liu's thin cheeks bulged, and strands of black things gradually overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

It was a kind of viscous blood, and the original color of the blood could no longer be seen. Because it had been in the corpse for too long, the blood had rotted into black.

"Pretend to be a ghost, are you laughing at Nima?" Cao Ya choked, a layer of golden light bound the old lady Liu, and even the black blood was sent back to the old lady Liu's mouth.

Then Jin Mang blocked Mrs. Liu, no matter how bulging her cheeks were, there was no black blood coming out.

If it wasn't for worrying about the ghosts in Mrs. Liu's body, Cao Adam would have burned this guy on the spot.

[Mysterious Recovery] The ghosts of the world cannot be killed, this is an iron law.

At least for the current Cao Ya, it is the iron law.

So Cao Ya chose to seal Mrs. Liu.

However, the body of Mrs. Liu, who was restrained by Jin Mang, was bulging rapidly at this time.

It was originally a skinny corpse, but after a while, it was swollen like a corpse that had been soaked in water for several days.

Old lady Liu's face, which was full of corpses, was bleeding from ears, eyes, nostrils, and corners of mouth.

It was also the kind of viscous black blood that gave off a foul rotten smell.

But because of Cao Ya's power to seal the town, the next second, the flow was reversed and poured back into Mrs. Liu's body.

This is a very outrageous scene. Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, and Wei Jing, who are on the side, are all stunned.

Good guy, this Specter is still recovering...why leave it to play?
(End of this chapter)