As he kept walking in the depths of the wasteland, even the Huan Zi Jue became a little unbearable.
Wang Ye moved his somewhat stiff body, and the energy washed away and the heat was restored again.
not far away...
The mansion is finally in sight!
After arriving near this place, the surrounding ghosts were obviously stronger.
The existence that is about to break through to the level of a ghost general can be seen everywhere!
The outside of the mansion looks a bit shabby, but there are two big red lanterns hanging at the door, emitting a faint red light, as if the owner is celebrating some happy event.
Faintly, you can hear the sound of changing cups and cups in the courtyard, which seems to be very lively!
but...
The excitement in the wasteland?
How can it be!
At this time, several figures flickered in the distance, Wang Ye's pupils shrank, and he hid himself in the darkness.
That red and white sedan!
As well as the kid playing the suona and the old woman throwing paper money...
Wang Ye had seen this scene before in the Scavenger City!
The guy in the sedan, even in his current self, is still unable to resist.
If Wang Ye were to comment...this should be a true king-level existence!
But why did he come to this old house?
Originally he just wanted to come here to hunt for treasure, but now Wang Ye has the idea of leaving.
It’s not even sure if there’s anything good in it, so it’s easy for me to risk my life!
The sedan stopped steadily at the door of the old house.
A guy wearing mourning clothes and a bright red veil walked out of the sedan.
This outfit is full of contradictions.
Moreover, this guy's arms exposed outside his clothes had completely lost all moisture, like mummies, and his nails were exaggeratedly long.
Looking at it from a distance makes me feel a little disgusting.
This figure walked into the old house with some stiff steps, leading many little ghosts.
The voice inside paused for a few seconds, and then seemed to become more enthusiastic.
Immediately afterwards, another being exuding a king-level aura silently appeared at the door of the old house. He was wet and walked in without pausing!
give up!
Wang Ye made a decision in an instant!
I am a little too confident, this old house is definitely not something I can explore with my current strength!
We can only talk about it later when we find an opportunity.
However, Wang Ye believes that there are definitely many secrets in this old house, otherwise it would be impossible to attract such a group of king-level beings here!
Moreover, he discovered that the architectural style of this old house was roughly the same as that of the Qin Mansion, and there seemed to be a certain connection!
It's just a waste of time, but I feel a little unwilling after all...
Wang Ye looked at the red and white sedan parked at the door of his old house with a gloomy expression, as if he was struggling with something and couldn't make a decision!
Finally, after another semi-king-level being entered the old house, Wang Ye gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with madness, drew out the Ghost Sword, and touched it silently!
This sedan doesn't have enough space in my bag to fit it in.
But if it is demolished and makes any noise, you may be chased by several ghost kings at any time!
This risk...
Big!
But the harvest is equally tempting!
The ghost king's sedan chair looks so mysterious, definitely not simple!
Wang Ye probably had a strategy in mind, but the gambling involved a lot. He made some mental calculations, and after discovering that there was a possibility of winning, he quickly took action!
Silently touching the side of the sedan and feeling the ghostly aura emanating from the sedan, Wang Ye strengthened his idea!
It’s a good thing!
As long as you win the bet, you will definitely not lose money!
Thinking about it, he took out the big iron pot from the unfinished building in the cloth bag, and there was still a layer of rotten meat in it!
The space of this iron pot is large enough!
But the iron pot itself is just an ordinary supernatural object. It has a large space and can spread resentment. This is the only effect of this iron pot!
Controlling the energy in his body, he poured into the iron pot. In an instant, the iron pot became larger and buckled the red and white sedan into it.
Immediately afterwards, the iron pot instantly returned to its normal size!
but...
The iron pot was soon covered with layers of cracks, as if it was about to explode at any time!
really!
The energy of the iron pot is not enough to support him to accommodate this level of supernatural items!
Wang Ye took out a Buddhist cloth bag, put the iron pot in it, took out another cloth bag, and packed this cloth bag!
One layer within another!
Under several layers of space energy, the iron pot at the deepest point finally became quiet. Although cracks were still emerging, the speed had slowed down.
Done!
Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes lit up, he turned around and ran away!
At this time, the owner of the sedan appeared silently at the door of the old house. Because of the bright red hijab on his head, his expression could not be seen.
But soon, he let out an angry roar and took off his hijab, revealing an almost completely rotten face!
With sinister, angry, and anxious eyes, he looked at the back of Wang Ye who had fled away!
She stretched out a finger and pointed at Wang Ye's figure.
The dry nails, which are more than ten centimeters long, are as black as ink and emit a faint light.
Wang Ye groaned, his face turned pale, he took out a monk's robe and put it on his body, his figure became illusory, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye!
The owner of the sedan roared again, blood dripping from his eyes.
The blood fell on the ground and finally formed a vivid face, it was Wang Ye!
The blood exuded a strong stench, and the face gradually became distorted. The owner of the sedan opened her mouth, and a little ghost jumped out of her mouth. He stood on the ground and covered the face of Wang Ye made of blood with the mud. Swallow it in one gulp!
Then, as if he had eaten and drank enough, the little man lay on the ground, holding his belly, motionless.
…
Wang Ye, who had already fled away, suddenly emitted a faint black light from the ghost uniform he was wearing, shrouding Wang Ye.
The black light kept flashing, and finally...
The ghost uniform suddenly exploded and turned into strips of cloth, dissipating in mid-air.
After the ghost suit was damaged, a strange energy suddenly came from somewhere and fell on Wang Ye, but not much was left after the ghost suit was consumed.
But the remaining energy still caused Wang Ye's skin to age rapidly, but under the operation of the energy, it quickly recovered!
Just like this, Wang Ye's face became very pale!
The hard-top ghost king had to strike from a distance, which was a bit reluctant even in his current physical condition.
"Damn, the reward for the next post office mission is probably going to be this thing again!"
Wang Ye cursed secretly. He didn't have time to nurse his injuries, but instead accelerated his speed again, getting further and further away from the old house.
…
At the door of the old house, the kid with a bulging belly suddenly exploded. He clutched his stomach and let out a painful roar. Finally, he crawled along the sedan owner's legs and crawled back into her mouth.
And the owner of the sedan became even more angry when he saw this scene, looking manic and restless!
Wang Ye's face was deeply engraved in her few memories, so profound!
In the old house, a pure and majestic ghostly aura suddenly arose. The owner of the sedan chair returned to the old house with a cold face and stiff steps.
