Sing a song.
The old woman stood up and clapped with satisfaction, then took out a fruit from the vegetable basket and threw it on the stage.
The opera ghost picked up the fruit and bowed slightly to the old woman.
At this time, the sky seemed a little gloomy, and a severed hand appeared and was photographed towards the stage.
The old woman seemed a little dissatisfied, and her figure gradually became illusory and disappeared into the air.
The opera ghost looked like it was made of paper, and its body instantly turned into a thin layer, swaying in the wind.
The stage collapsed into a ball and squirmed on the ground.
The severed hand fell, and the ghosts watching the show were directly smashed.
The stage then sunk into the soil and disappeared!
The severed hand seemed a little angry and slapped the ground crazily, as if venting something.
It wasn't until a huge deep pit was smashed into the ground that the severed hand rose into the air again and flew to the sky.
…
Deep in the wasteland of West Antarctica!
If the wasteland is full of dangers, here...
It's called a restricted area!
All the living people who entered, no one survived!
At this time, the shadow of a bronze door suddenly appeared in the restricted area!
What's different from the past is...
This bronze door opens a gap!
The word 'ghost' on the door, which seemed to be written in blood, became increasingly bright red, as if blood could drip at any time.
There seemed to be a figure flickering inside the door.
…
Shili Cemetery.
In the wooden house, the wooden table was leaning precariously against the wall, as if it might fall over at any time.
The rocking chair is away from the wooden table.
The old man sat in the rocking chair and seemed to have fallen asleep.
Not far away, tombstones occasionally break.
One figure after another emerged from the soil, roaring excitedly, and then disappeared into the thick fog.
A three-eyed ghost, full of excitement at this time, put his hands on the window and looked directly at the old man in the house.
After a long time...
The old man opened his eyes, and the three-eyed ghost burrowed into the ground in panic and disappeared.
The old man stood up, pushed open the door of the wooden house, walked into the cemetery, and sat down cross-legged.
A strong ghost energy emanated from the old man's body.
Gradually, the ghostly aura spread, and the Shili Cemetery was completely enveloped by the ghostly aura.
The tombstone gradually became quiet.
The old man was motionless, as if dead.
…
Countdown, three days!
At twelve o'clock in the morning, Wang Ye opened the wooden door of the post office with wounds all over his body!
The post office seems to be going crazy these days, with weird tasks scattered every day on average!
Even when the frequency was high, Wang Ye once delivered letters three times a day!
But fortunately, the rewards are also generous!
With a few more skills on his body, he finally transformed from a hand-to-hand fighter to a master of both physical and mental skills!
The ghost rope on his body also exploded during a mission.
However, it was also upgraded by the reward from the post office and became an iron chain full of yin energy!
The effect is a little more powerful.
As for now...
I just came back from a tomb and almost died in it.
Enter the post office and receive the corresponding rewards.
One side!
After seeing this reward, Wang Ye coveted it for a long time!
Now, I finally got it!
The sound of this noise can have a deterrent effect on ghosts and cause them to retreat unconsciously!
At least a half-general level ghost cannot stop him.
Even real generals will be affected to a certain extent.
Hanging Luo on his waist, Wang Ye looked at the mission note.
'Mission: Suburban Cemetery'
'Requirement: sit here for two days and not allow a single ghost to escape'
'Reward; Soul Lamp (can be sealed and accommodate ghosts. The number is not limited.)'
Looking at the reward, Wang Ye was moved again!
Another top-notch goodie!
only...
Has the post office overestimated its capabilities?
How could a place like a suburban cemetery be a place that I could visit by myself?
Even with his current strength, he shudders when he recalls the energy fluctuations in the cemetery on the outskirts of the city!
In his opinion, this place...
Not much weaker than Shili Cemetery.
Is it because the old man is too busy? Sure enough, there was cooperation between the post office and the old guy.
However, the post office is still quite user-friendly, and there are still three days until the eternal night...
At least he gave himself a day's rest. The recent frequent tasks had made him very tired!
Return to the living room.
Wang Ye finally took out the fruit obtained from the ancient domain in the bag!
With the recent high-intensity mission, the energy of half the fruit was finally absorbed by him.
Now...
It's time to improve our strength again.
Thinking about it, he swallowed the fruit.
Different from the last fruit, the energy of that fruit is very mild and it slowly strengthens itself.
But this...
The cold energy swept through Wang Ye's body instantly.
Frost appeared on the skin, and Wang Ye's lips turned purple!
With a muffled groan, a wisp of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned extremely pale!
The energy of this fruit seems to be filled with...
Ghostly!
It seems completely different from the energy in his body!
Under the collision of two completely different energies, Wang Ye's internal organs began to tumble, and sweat continued to appear on his forehead because of the pain.
But under the cool breath, it condensed into ice again!
And his body is getting weaker and weaker, and he may die suddenly at any time!
he...
I'm overestimating myself!
And this time...
The black flame appeared again between his eyebrows.
The restless and violent energy in his body became much more well-behaved at this moment.
The two conflicting energies actually began to merge.
sky...
It's getting brighter.
The frost on Wang Ye's body began to melt and turned into a puddle of water, soaking the sofa.
The two energies were completely integrated, exuding strange fluctuations.
Just looking at Wang Ye's current state, it's difficult to tell whether he is a human or a ghost.
One moment it was full of life, the next moment it was full of death.
The whole person is constantly wandering between life and death.
finally...
Wang Ye opened his eyes, exuding a majestic aura, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
Stand up silently.
Feeling his own strength, Wang Ye nodded with satisfaction.
If Su Changqing tried his best before and could still struggle with himself for a while, now Wang Ye is confident...
Three seconds...
Kill!
The body is more powerful, and after the fusion of its own energy, it seems to be able to resist the erosion of the energy of the superpower to a certain extent.
The most important thing is...
His mental strength increased again!
With the increase in mental power, his current main attack method, 'Zhen' Zi Jue, has increased from three times a day to five times a day!
And the seal strength has also been strengthened!
This fruit...
The improvement it brought him was so great!
After checking the time, Wang Ye came to the study again, picked up the diary and flipped through it for a moment. After making sure that nothing was missing, he tied the cloth bag around his waist.
For convenience, the sword was carried directly behind his back. He was wearing a ghost uniform, with an iron chain hanging on the left side, a wooden stool on the right, and a mourning hat on his head, heading to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.
