"Sacrifice..."
Hearing this term, the old man seemed to recall something, and looked at Wang Chaling quietly with a pair of hazy eyes.
Wang Chaling didn't urge him, and just sat quietly, waiting for the old man to recover.
Regarding the sacrifice, he got it from human skin paper, but it was unreliable and there was no place for an altar.
When he was summoning the Wang family generation in Taiping Ancient Town, he asked about this matter, but his grandfather was not involved and only knew about such a thing.
The old man came back to his senses, took a sip of the hot water in front of him, and said, "You are right, there are no gods in the world, only ghosts."
"But we still had a glimmer of hope at that time, so with the help of caring people, the sacrifice was held in Taishan."
"The sacrifice was successful, but the feedback was not the so-called immortal Buddha, but a fierce ghost, a very troublesome ghost."
"One monk was responsible for holding the sacrifice together. They were completely defenseless against the evil ghost, so they were invaded by supernatural beings, completely dominated by the evil ghost, and finally suppressed by one person at the bottom of Mount Tai."
At this point, the old man paused and looked at Wang Chaling with his dim eyes, as if wanting to see his reaction.
"As for that altar, it's deep in the endless cemetery. If you want to get it, it might not be that easy."
Luo Qian, one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, is the owner of the Endless Cemetery. The sky full of grave soil can not only seal off the present, but is also the best material for burying evil ghosts.
Countless terrifying beings are buried in that endless cemetery, and there are even rumors that the bride's true form is inside.
If the altar was buried there, it would make sense. After all, it is an item that can easily attract ghosts.
"But this will be troublesome." If it were in other supernatural places, such as Caesar Hotel, ghost cave, ghost theater, even the reincarnation place in the west or the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, he would dare to go Take a break.
But it's really hard for him to go to the Endless Cemetery. Luo Qian is not dead yet, and he has a bad temper.
If he wanted to dig out the altar buried in the endless cemetery from his hands, it would not be a bad thing to be left there, but it would certainly not be a good thing.
And after Luo Qian dies, in order to ensure the stability of the supernatural land, the endless cemetery will only become more terrifying.
He can run rampant on the surface of the endless cemetery, but deep down, his life will be in danger.
"You, this young man, have a lot of ideas about that altar. Can you tell me what you think? Maybe I can help you intercede." The old man looked at Wang Chaling, who was deep in thought, and said with a smile.
"No, no, thank you for your kindness. I can't use that altar right now. When I can use it, I don't think the Endless Cemetery will be able to stop me." Wang Chaling's tone was calm, but there was something about it. Strong self-confidence.
As long as the location of the altar is determined, it is only a matter of time to get it. He is afraid of the horror of Luo Qian and the endless cemetery.
But as long as he is given time to develop, these fears will no longer exist. They will only delay the time for the altar to be obtained.
It's like putting the altar in a safe that takes time to open. Although he can't get it, others can't get it either.
"It's a good idea that you have. After all, we are people from the past, and we really can't interfere too much in some things." The old woman nodded, and a trace of satisfaction flashed through her lowered eyes.
"But, after all, I have an old relationship with my ancestor. As a senior, I have to leave some legacy to future generations." The old woman said, and she planned to give Wang Chaling some assistance.
The old woman's wrinkled hands reached into her pocket and took out a transparent bag.
It contains some soil.
"When you get to the Endless Cemetery, light the soil with fire, and it will take you to that grave."
Endless Cemetery, just the word "Endless" tells you how many evil ghosts are buried in the cemetery.
When Wang Chaling comes to find that altar, it will be no different from searching for a needle in a haystack, and it will waste a lot of time.
The things given by the old man are very useful. When Wang Chaling goes to the endless cemetery, he can directly find his target.
"Thank you, I will pay attention to it then." Wang Chaling took the transparent bag and said seriously.
The old man gave this soil with the intention of helping, but also with the intention of letting Wang Chaling pay attention when the time comes.
Don't dig up graves everywhere, unleash a horde of horrible things, and let the endless graveyard get out of control.
"I have one last question, Zhang Tianshi, is he still alive now?" Wang Chaling, who got the altar position, continued to ask.
Zhang Tianshi, the master of deceitful ghosts during the Republic of China, had a low reputation. Only this name and Li Gui were recorded in the ancient books of the Wang family. When he asked his grandfather, he was a little wary in his words. He bluntly said that this person was very difficult to deal with, and that he was also I don’t know what happened to that person in the end.
The choice of controlling the liar was not made by Wang Chaling on a whim, but after careful analysis.
This driver from the Republic of China period was also within the scope of his consideration, but regarding the secrets of the Republic of China period, the information on human skin paper was always ambiguous, so that was the reason for the current problem.
If this thing like a ghost can belong to you alone, then it is best to keep it to yourself and not let others get involved.
Since the old lady has some information about the deceitful ghost, she must have some knowledge of the original owner of the deceitful ghost.
"Zhang Shitian, in our era, he was famous for cheating and had a bad relationship with most people."
"He and Li Gui have a good compatibility, so I have no contact with him, and I don't know whether he is dead or alive."
"But it is certain that his deceitful ghost no longer exists. Luo Qian personally took out the evil ghost and dismembered it."
"Is that why the old woman got part of the information about the deceitful ghost from Luo Qian? But what about the modifying ghost?" Wang Chaling thought this way and did not ask.
"That's all I know. If you want to know more, you can go to City J. Xiao Qin's information is much more accurate than mine."
The old man had almost nothing to hide from Wang Chaling. As long as he knew the information Wang Chaling asked about, he basically told him.
Because Wang Chaling's strength makes him qualified to understand these things, the body of the ghost controller plus the four dead souls, Wang Chaling is now the top ghost controller in this era, even the only one.
Even Zhang Xianguang of the previous generation was only a 50-50 opponent against the current Wang Chaling. This was still based on the fact that Wang Chaling's body could not block the continuous attacks. After a while, even Zhang Xianguang would not be able to fight. Only those who were suppressed.
He is not one of those ghost masters with potential who has not yet grown up, but can be treated as a strong person.
"Thank you for your information, I'll take my leave first." After getting the answer to the question, Wang Chaling said goodbye.
It's only three things. He has already got the answers to the two most critical questions. Wang Chaling is not going to be greedy and ask any more questions.
The old man also stood up and said, "Let's go together. I happen to have something to do and have to take the bus."
the bus?
Wang Chaling was stunned at first, and then realized that the old man was talking about a ghost bus. However, the ghost bus, which is fatal to ordinary people, is no different from a bus to the old man.
It's not wrong to say it's a bus.
The two of them walked out of the community together. The old man looked at the ghost clouds covering the sky: "Supernatural things are really everywhere. Nowadays, these people are always so careless when dealing with ghosts. A small gadget can cause such trouble."
"The person in charge of this city, Li Leping, is a very potential ghost controller. It is estimated that this supernatural incident will be ended soon." Wang Chaling said.
The old woman smiled and said, "I've seen that young man before. He's indeed a good one, but it's a pity that he's still a little behind."
"If he fails to take care of this little thing, then you can help the old lady take care of it."
"If the matter cannot be ended, I will take action." Wang Chaling did not refuse, and changed his mind about not getting involved, as a reward for the old man's previous answer to the question.
In the conversation between these two people, the S-class paranormal incident and the ghost borrowing incident seemed to be a very simple matter to deal with.
There was no old man's protection outside the community, and thick darkness covered the area, but this could not block the two people's sight.
A beam of light shone in the distance, and a slightly old bus ignored the terror in the darkness and drove straight in the direction of Wang Chaling and the others.
"Thirty-two." Wang Chaling stood outside the car and couldn't help but twitching when she saw the red numbers on the display screen in the car.
There are only thirty-six seats in total, but there are actually thirty-two ghosts. The remaining four empty seats are still occupied.
Two fierce ghosts walked out of the parked car. Wang Chaling subconsciously alerted them, but saw the two fierce ghosts passing by the two of them and heading towards the interior of Mingyue Community.
This was the old man's handiwork. She didn't let anyone give up her position, but directly took down the two ghosts.
In other words, this site was originally the terminus of the two ghosts. This seemingly old community is actually a supernatural place that exists in reality.
Wang Chaling watched the old woman board the ghost bus. Soon, the door closed and the vehicle carrying the ghosts and the ghost master started again.
"Find a place to look at things first." Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly and looked at the old community behind him.
As the old man left, the community seemed less "scary" than before. Darkness began to invade the community, and ghost slaves were wandering around the old community.
"It is worthy of being the place where a ghost master who has lived for hundreds of years lives. A lot of thought has been put into it."
In Wang Chaling's gaze, the nine buildings in this old community seemed to not exist at this time.
The darkness that was wandering and raging in Okawa City, when it covered that building, seemed to be covering a phantom rather than an entity.
The purpose of this method is not for defense, but to prevent the evil spirits in the building from affecting the outside world.
Most of the things in the old small room that Wang Chaling visited were ghosts. It was a supernatural place that existed in reality. Horrible ghosts were intertwined. Even if it fell into silence, it would still cause harm to reality if no measures were taken. Great impact.
"Find a place to live first." Wang Chaling was not a person who was greedy for enjoyment. He randomly found a relatively clean community, cleaned up the ghost slaves, found a house and lived there.
Then he took the rag doll and the piece of paper from his father's hand and placed them on the coffee table in front of him.
Compared with the hideous and terrifying appearance of the scapegoat doll, this rag doll looked much normal, except for a crack on its back.
Revealing the black filling, Wang Chaling tried to get out a little bit, which felt like soil.
However, the soil was a little damp, and the smell of blood and corpse smell coexisted, as if a bloody corpse had been buried.
"Huh? Mother, this is... dangerous... This is normal. Nothing in the old man's hands is not dangerous. After all, he is using ghosts to limit ghosts."
The dead hand of the middle-aged woman rested on Wang Chaling's hand, cutting off the contact between the palm and the soil and sending a dangerous message to Wang Chaling.
Wang Chaling was not surprised. He was not a reckless person and had taken measures when he came into contact with the soil.
After observing this, Wang Chaling then picked up the doll. Because it lacked a little soil, he could see something inside.
It was a miniature arm. At the end of the black and green arm were five rotten and bone-shattering fingers, which were still twisting strangely.
"It's a pity that it's an arm. If it's a body..." Wang Chaling shook his head. Although Li Gui didn't want it the most, it was pretty good.
After confirming the condition of the ghost, Wang Chaling stuffed the soil back in and got the rag doll.
Then there's the paper.
The yellowed paper was written with dense and twisted words, but this did not affect people's reading. The meaning of each word was well conveyed to Wang Chaling.
Even in his brain, an image is being outlined. Is the supernatural power for consciousness just used to convey information?
The supernatural power of deception was at work, and the quickly sketched image began to disintegrate, but the speed was very slow, completely incomparable to the speed at which it took shape before.
Wang Chaling is a suspicious person. For a piece of information, he asked the parchment paper, his grandfather, and finally other old people from the Republic of China period.
He would not let a strange thing about consciousness stay in his consciousness. Even if the old man had no ill intentions and had prepared corresponding means afterwards, who could guarantee that the evil ghost that originated from this means would be restrained.
The ghosts revived again, and the ghosts that were forcibly suppressed by the old people began to become active as the old people passed away. Wang Chaling did not want to face a fierce ghost inexplicably that day.
"It's not a good place to put it in Dameng City." Wang Chaling read word for word and determined the location of the deceptive ghost puzzle.
It was a very strange city, and most knowledgeable ghost masters were disgusted by it.
But considering the characteristics of that city, it is reasonable for the deceptive puzzle to be placed there, or to be fought over by those people.
"One more thing." Wang Chaling silently added a task at a suitable location on his schedule.
"Stay in Dachuan City for two days. If things remain the same, we will suppress the borrowed ghosts." Wang Chaling looked at the dark world outside and planned to wait for two days in this dead city.
Try the supernatural means left to him by his grandfather and explore how to combine the supernatural powers of the dead souls with his own supernatural powers to maximize his potential.
