The demon monk in the second dimension

Upon exiting the paper shop, Xia Zhi encountered the faceless man.

He was moving very quickly, as if he was rushing somewhere.

The Faceless Man was also surprised to see Xia Zhi carrying a paper figure.

He stopped and stood still, writing in mid-air with his hand.

"You came out of Ghost Lake?"

Xia Zhichao nodded to the faceless man and spoke.

"We're out. That lake was indeed quite dangerous; an ordinary ghost tamer would have been doomed."

But now it's mine.

He pointed to the beautiful paper doll he was holding and asked the faceless man.

"Are you a local? How do you use this?"

The Faceless Man wrote in the air.

"You can use it by burning a match."

But after a while, he added.

"You must use matches."

"We need matches? That's too much trouble!"

Xia Zhi glanced at the paper doll with some disdain, then opened her mouth wide and kissed it on the face.

"Can't we not burn it? My beauty, give me a kiss!"

As Xia Zhi's face drew closer, the beautiful paper doll looked shy and timid, very embarrassed, yet also wanting to refuse.

The faceless man was stunned.

Although he couldn't make any expression, he stood there dumbly, watching Xia Zhi's lips imprint on the beautiful paper doll's face.

He really has the guts to do that!

But at that moment, the beautiful paper doll's expression changed drastically.

She felt a terrifying suction force coming from Xia Zhi's mouth, constantly devouring her power.

However, being in her paper doll form, she couldn't use much supernatural power. At the same time, several bandages appeared on Xia Zhi's hand, which was resting on the paper doll's waist, binding her tightly.

Her expression turned anxious and resentful, and suddenly two wet streaks fell from her eyes, as if she were shedding tears, pleading pitifully with Xia Zhi.

But Xia Zhi remained unmoved, continuing to devour the paper figure with the black mud she held in her mouth.

Two or three seconds later, Xia Zhi sucked the beautiful paper doll into her mouth, leaving not a trace.

Xia Zhi clicked his tongue, realizing that the boost this paper figure gave him was quite good, comparable to the enhanced wrestling leg.

If this were actually released, it would be at least a Class B paranormal event.

The faceless man's expression became even more shocked after Xia Zhi ate the paper doll.

His previous behavior could be understood as perverted. But this act of eating paper figures, and actually succeeding in doing so, left the Faceless Man speechless.

After eating the paper doll of the beautiful woman, Xia Zhi looked back at the paper-making shop.

The two paper figures displayed in front of the paper shop stared straight ahead, not even glancing at Xia Zhi, showing none of their previous "hospitality".

Xia Zhi turned her head and asked the faceless man.

"You look so rushed, is something urgent? Do you need any help?"

The faceless man hesitated for a moment, then gently shook his head.

He was actually summoned by the seamstress, but he never expected to encounter Xia Zhi, an outsider.

Xia Zhi and the seamstress didn't get along very well before, so it's best not to bring him along.

Seeing that the faceless man didn't seem to want to play with him, Xia Zhi didn't insist.

However, he remembered that the Faceless Man was also from Taiping Town, and might recognize the large black coffin he had found at the bottom of Ghost Lake, and know what it was used for.

"By the way, do you recognize this coffin?"

A puddle of water suddenly appeared at Xia Zhi's feet.

The water stain connected to the Ghost Lake, which suddenly opened up, lifting the black coffin that was originally located at the bottom of the lake.

Upon seeing the black coffin, the faceless man trembled, clearly quite surprised.

If he weren't shameless, his expression would definitely change and he would gasp in shock.

This person not only escaped from the lake, but also brought the coffin with him!

And where did that water come from? Was it from Ghost Lake?

How was he able to use the power of the Ghost Lake?

The faceless man had many questions in his mind.

He walked around the large black coffin several times, seemingly confirming something, and then reached out to write.

"This is a soul-nourishing coffin. It can turn people into ghosts and also suppress ghosts. Yours has been soaking in the lake for too long, so it's no longer useful."

"No use?"

Xia Zhi frowned, grabbed the coffin lid with one hand, and pushed it open.

"Why don't you take another look?"

The body of the headquarters manager still lay inside the black coffin.

When the coffin lid was opened, the body was revealed.

Upon seeing the corpse, the faceless man froze on the spot.

Just then, a somewhat lazy middle-aged man's voice came from not far away.

"Hey, why haven't you shown up yet? The old street market's about to close!"

Chapter 441 The Empty Stage

Not long after the sound faded, Xia Zhi saw the other three people from Taiping Ancient Town walking over.

The one-eyed old man and Boss Liu spotted Xia Zhi immediately, along with the faceless man beside him.

After looking Xia Zhi over, Boss Liu noticed that the faceless man was not fighting against him, and smiled amicably.

"You went into Ghost Lake and then came out again? Young man, you're truly remarkable!"

The middle-aged woman had just told them that she had seen Xia Zhi, an outsider, so they rushed over.

They weren't sure if the summer solstice was a human or a ghost.

If he is a ghost, then his possession of such a high-level ghost realm and his escape from the Ghost Lake would pose a great threat to Taiping Town.

They wanted to imprison him, or at least expel him from Taiping Town.

But now that I look at him, he should be a human being, not a vengeful ghost.

As the three approached, they also saw the person inside the coffin.

The one-eyed old man's expression changed slightly as he tried to control himself.

Old Liu and the middle-aged woman stared intently at the corpse in the coffin; their expressions were definitely not those of people seeing strangers.

Noticing the changes in their expressions and body language after seeing the corpse, Xia Zhi thoughtfully asked them a question.

"Do you know this person in charge?"

"Who's in charge?"

The one-eyed old man took a deep breath and shook his head.

“She is the only young person still alive in Taiping Town, but she has been wandering around outside before, and I don’t know her specific situation.”

The old man looked at Xia Zhi, his tone stiff, but not as cold as before.

“Outsider, she’s from Taiping Town. She was born here, and she wants to be buried in the ancestral hall of Taiping Town. Give me her body.”

Xia Zhi turned around and glanced at the faceless man.

The faceless man said that this coffin was a soul-nurturing coffin, capable of turning people into ghosts.

In other words, the people inside have become ghosts?

These people recognize the coffin and know a lot about the traditions of the previous ghost tamers. Could it be that they are confident in controlling her?

Thinking of this, Xia Zhi said to the one-eyed old man.

"I can give you the body, but you have to pay some of the retrieval fee. It's not easy to pull her out of Ghost Lake."

The one-eyed old man paused, then nodded.

"can."

He glanced at Xia Zhi, patted his pocket, took out a seven-yuan bill, and handed it to her.

Looking at the seven-yuan note, Old Liu exclaimed in surprise.

"Seven yuan? That's almost half of my life savings for my funeral! You're really generous, the one looking after the ancestral hall!"

At the paper-making shop, a paper figure or paper object costs only three yuan, and you can even buy two for seven yuan with some left over.

This also indirectly illustrates the importance of this body to Taiping Town.

Xia Zhi took the seven yuan, took the body out of the coffin, and handed it to the one-eyed old man.

The one-eyed old man looked down at the corpse's face, his expression softening slightly, and said to Xia Zhi.

"The old street is about to close, all the shops here are closing, so you should leave as soon as possible, outsider."

"Wait, don't rush!"

Just then, Old Liu looked at the black coffin that had already been opened on the ground and spoke to Xia Zhi.

"Are you selling this coffin? Although it's been used, it can still be used for other purposes. I'll offer three dollars."

When the topic of money came up, Xia Zhi immediately spoke up.

"Three yuan is too little, please add a little more."

"Add a little? But I'd lose money if it's six yuan!"

Old Liu looked distressed and handed the kerosene lamp in his hand to Xia Zhi.

"Let's add another lamp, but no more. The lantern bearers from Taiping Town have already left, and every broken lamp is one less we can have."

"make a deal."

Xia Zhi took the three yuan and the somewhat old kerosene lamp, and asked Old Liu.

"How do I use this lamp?"

The deal was finalized, and Lao Liu couldn't stop smiling.

He closed the coffin lid, lifted it up with all his might, and carried it on his back, saying to Xia Zhi.

"As long as this lamp is lit, it can illuminate things that are invisible. When you carry this lamp, the ghosts cannot see you. The oil inside is corpse oil, and there is still more than half a lamp left, which will last for quite a while."

After saying this, the group hurriedly left the old street. It seemed that if they stayed behind after the old street closed, something terrible would happen.

Seeing this, Xia Zhi put away the kerosene lamp, left the old street, and walked in another direction.

When Xia Zhi opened the Ghost Realm last time, she discovered many things in Taiping Town.

Besides this old street where businesses operate, there is also an empty stage.

Leaving the old street, at the far end of the town, Xia Zhi found this stage.

More than forty red-lacquered benches were placed under the stage, seemingly telling the story of the lively atmosphere and popularity of the performance.

Although no one could be seen, sounds emanated from the stage, including gongs and drums, and occasional cheers, suggesting that a good show was taking place.

Xia Zhi opened his eight-layered ghost realm and found that there were more than twenty benches in it where "people" were sitting.

These people were of different ages and genders, but all of them had no skin, exposing their bloody flesh.

Their skins were as if they had been sent to a stage to be made into all sorts of costumes and props.