Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 140 Seven Yuan's Desire (for Subscription)

"There should be very few people in the supernatural circle of this place, not to mention that you have to take a bus to get there. The money shop has been closed for decades, so it shouldn't suddenly become active recently, right?"

Sun Xing's figure stopped beside the wooden door as if struck by lightning. He stared at the wooden house, but felt quite uneasy.

According to his guess, there should be many more ghosts here than living people.

It is an existence in a supernatural place, where are there so many living people?
"Guji~guji~"

While he was in a daze, a familiar grinding sound sounded, and a thin figure stood in front of an old millstone, moved slowly, and pushed towards Sun Xing.

"Change!"

With previous experience, Sun Xing immediately snorted, and a piece of seven-yuan ghost money appeared in his hand, and he held it tightly in his hand.

Not far away, the figure pushing the mill was still as usual, but Sun Xing walked over holding the iron rod.

Because he knew that it was useless to hide, the grinder was coming for him, unless he hid outside the house, as long as he was in the yard, he would be caught up sooner or later.

Instead of wasting time and hiding, it's better to just come here and hand over the money.

He walked very fast, and not long after, the figure of the mill ghost came in front of him. The two figures exchanged, and a sense of oppression came.

But it didn't take long for that feeling to go away.

Sun Xing slipped his hand, and the seven-yuan ghost money disappeared, and with it, there was the figure of the Mopan ghost.

"It's quite kind, give way after taking the money."

Sun Xing muttered.

This ghost is definitely an unsolvable existence, as long as you get close, it can force you to be trapped.

Even if it is him, he can't live without paying the money.

After dismissing the ghost, Sun Xing stopped to observe the gate of the house.

There were still square-shaped gaps on the wooden door, and no traces could be seen, but Sun Xing remembered clearly that the door was clearly closed before.

Moreover, this house itself is a supernatural thing, so it couldn't be closed by the wind, right?

Suddenly.

He took out the corpse oil lamp, and a ghost appeared with a blood-colored wooden plank on his shoulders. There was a big character "one" engraved in the center of the plank, which meant that Sun Xing's time was only one day, and crooked handwriting was engraved on the right side of the plank. , the word Jin Hong is still engraved there.

Looking at the ghost, Sun Xing fell silent.

This is simply a conspiracy.

Even if Jin Hong is redeemed and handed over, the next name will still appear for him to kill.

Killing an unknown ghost master for seven days, if he really lived for a year or so, he would have to trade at least the lives of more than 50 ghost masters with this ghost every year.

More than 50 lives of ghost riders.
Thinking about it makes my scalp tingle, no wonder the old people in the Republic of China tried their best to imprison these ghosts together.

Similar to this ghost, there are life-seller ghosts, salesman ghosts, and trading ghosts.
If these ghosts are allowed to kill, within two years, the fresh blood in the supernatural circle may completely disappear.

"I don't have time to think about this. I sold my life to a ghost. After one day, I didn't complete the deal. The ghost will come to take my life. But I have already sold my life to a ghost. Today I will take my life." Take a gamble!"

Sun Xing made up his mind that he could not become the murderer of the ghost.

Even if he is lucky, he finds and kills all the ghost masters who offered a bounty for the ghost, and he is not willing to be controlled by the ghost.

He would rather fight hard, and if he fails, he will be benevolent.

"crunch~"

He pushed open the wooden door and looked towards the room.

This is the central room in the compound, so it should be the most important place.

There seemed to be two small courtyards on both sides of the courtyard. He hadn't been there yet, but the layout of the courtyards in ancient times was very particular. The other two places had not as many functions as this one.

The house didn't seem to have changed much. The pile of picture frames on the ground disappeared, and everything remained the same as when he first came here.

"Senior said that after coming here, you need to make a choice as soon as possible."

Before Sun Xing had time to observe the changes here, he took out three sticks of incense from his pocket. These were ordinary incense, without any supernatural power.

next moment.

He strode up, and the three incense sticks were ignited out of thin air, and they started to burn.

Sun Xing held the three sticks of incense and came to the window in the center of the counter, and put the three sticks of incense on it.

An ethereal fragrance came, permeating the entire room, making the originally dark and mysterious room even more cloudy and misty.

"This is a method decades ago, can it still work?"

Sun Xing stood upright under the window, muttering in his heart.

The fragrance wafts through the room, gradually gathering, getting thicker and thicker, and the power exerted by an ordinary item at this moment has become extraordinary.

Sun Xing watched intently, and a puff of blue smoke drifted towards the darkness behind the window, like a rope, as if guiding some creature behind.

This blue smoke seems to be a direction, leading the way for the creatures behind.

"Light incense to lead the way, and the one that comes out is probably a ghost."

Sun Xing watched the changes around him. After he lit the incense this time, the picture frame above did not fall off, and the shelf did not change.

"Step, step~"

A strange sound of footsteps came from the darkness, Sun Xinghuo raised his head, his face was ugly, the most taboo thing in his life was the sound of footsteps.

This is the current situation. Only listen to the voice, not see the person.

It was pitch black inside, and the red pupils turned, bursting out with maximum power, and looked inside.

It was a strange figure, walking from the darkness, every step was very slow, but Sun Xing's body was stunned in place as if struck by lightning.

"Isn't it? It looks like this?"

Looking at the face of this ghost, Sun Xing compared with the figure of the life-paying ghost behind him. The two figures are very similar, only the face is slightly different, one is black and the other is blue. It looks like the same ghost. Same for twin brothers.
The strange thing is that this ghost is also carrying a wooden plank on his shoulder, the difference is that he is on the left shoulder, and the ghost who pays his life seems to be on the right shoulder.

The ghost's eyes were empty, and it walked slowly to the counter following Qing Yan's guidance, and stood there quietly.

next moment.

On the window in the middle, a piece of ghost money floated down. Sun Xing took a closer look and found that it was seven yuan ghost money.

Sun Xing has understood the rules here, once he takes over the ghost money, it means that the deal is completed, and his life may not be his.
He had to make a choice as soon as possible. According to the rules, this ghost seemed to wait for no one.

"Seven yuan is seven yuan. I didn't expect my Sun Xing's life to be worth seven yuan."

He reached out and took the ghost money on the window.

next moment.

The deal is done.

A few strange words suddenly appeared on the ghost that shouldered the wooden plank, Sun Xing, Qiyuan.

The crooked handwriting was recorded on the far left side of the board.

at the same time.

On the shelf at the counter, a line of date suddenly appeared under a picture frame. It was exactly today's time, and Sun Xing's name was also engraved on it. The difference was that the price of the picture frame was a bit high.

The above price is 21 yuan.

The transaction was concluded at this moment, which means that someone is thinking about redeeming this person and needs 21 yuan of ghost money.

This weird picture frame fell down and fell to Sun Xing's feet.

The ghost at the window had disappeared at this moment, and the wooden door that was originally opened creaked shut.

If someone comes here again, they will definitely find that there is an extra picture frame on the shelf here, and it is a heavyweight picture frame.

On the highest picture frame, Sun Xing's face emerged. His eyes were calm and there was a faint smile on his mouth. Below him, there were countless paintings.

There are three yuan, seven yuan, and even 14 yuan, but they are all displayed under him.

He glanced at the small mountains and stood at the highest point.

Because of him, it is worth 21 yuan.

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