Chapter 146 Conditions for Opening the Door
"Yang Xiao?!"

Cao Yang's expression became a little strange.

"In the original novel, there aren't many people and events related to Yang Xiao, such as the Ghost Post Office, Meishan Village, and... Old Qin. Could this house belong to Old Qin?"

"No, we can't make hasty judgments. Yang Xiao was killed by the ghost bus driven by Qin Lao when Yang Jian was a child. This involves some old events, but it has nothing to do with me. The original book did not reveal much about Yang Xiao's interpersonal relationships. It is normal for him to have other top ghost masters in his era."

Cao Yang threw these thoughts out of his mind. The name carved on the stone door obviously represented a past event, but it had nothing to do with his present self. Any rash contact or association might bring him unknown danger.

Apart from anything else, the ghost that Yang Xiao controlled during his lifetime was a notorious nightmare, and the nightmare was also suspected to be inextricably linked to him. Ghosts of this level were not something that Cao Yang's team could touch now.

"Captain, this door won't open. I tried, no matter I pushed or pulled, the two stone slabs seemed to be welded shut, and they didn't budge at all. I guess it might take a strong enough spiritual power to open this door, but maybe the spiritual power in my body isn't strong enough."

Lin Ye said in a deep voice. Cao Yang noticed that he had wrapped his pale white clothes around his hands. Apparently, the white cloth that looked like a mourning dress was also a spiritual object that could help him isolate himself from any erosion or curse caused by direct contact.

"It's a reasonable guess, but we won't know until we try it."

Cao Yang also thought that Lin Ye’s words made sense. Smelly and sticky blood began to seep out of his palms, forming a pair of “gloves”.

Then, Cao Yang reached out and touched the stone slab. It was cold, icy and extremely hard. The strange thing was that no matter how hard Cao Yang tried, he always felt that there was a pair of stronger hands behind the door against him. Moreover, the other party was incredibly strong and he could not push the stone door at all.

"It seems that my guess was wrong. Even the captain, who is one of the best ghost masters, can't move this door at all. This shows that in order to open the door, a condition, a medium, or a law is needed, rather than just brute force or spiritual strength."

While Cao Yang was pushing the door, Lin Ye was not idle either. He was observing from the side, while also paying attention to whether there were any similarities among the names on the door.

"Perhaps we need a 'key', just like Alibaba, where you have to shout out a password to open the door. Putting it here is to trigger the pattern."

Zhao Tong was also helping with the analysis.

"Triggering a rule is not a good way to describe it. Generally speaking, if a rule is triggered, you will be attacked by ghosts. Maybe as soon as the door opens, a ghost will suddenly attack you."

What both of them said made sense, but Cao Yang also had some of his own judgments.

"The two stone slabs fit together perfectly, without any gaps. This is definitely the work of a supernatural being. But what do these names represent? Do they prove that I have been here before? Or is carving a name a condition for opening the door?"

Cao Yang took a few steps back and looked at the two dark blue stone slabs. The carvings on them were particularly eye-catching at this moment. He silently recited these names one by one.

You won't know until you see it. On the stone door on the right, in an inconspicuous place, there is a name engraved: Meng Xiaodong.

"hiss!"

"If the previous name was Luo Wensong, now there is Meng Xiaodong, plus Yang Xiao, which means there are already two Seven Elders plus a top second-generation ghost rider. What kind of identity does the owner of the ancient house have to have ghost riders of this level come to visit him?"

"Maybe it's really Mr. Qin?"

At this moment, Cao Yang also began to believe that Qin Lao was the owner of this haunted house. He knew two of the Seven Elders and was related to Yang Xiao. In the original book, no one else seemed to be mentioned except Qin Lao. Of course, Zhang Xianguang was one, but he was not a figure in the Republic of China period, so it was impossible for him to own such an ancient house.

"Captain, how about carving your name on it?"

Lin Ye also saw some clues. Although he knew that nothing good would happen after carving a name, if the ability was strong enough, he would not be killed instantly. What he was worried about was that after carving a name, it would be tainted with some unknown curse. "If the ghost really released the curse and attacked by carving a name, then it might have some unclear relationship with the old lady Liu in Fushou Garden. The ghost's attack needed the help of grave soil. Could there be grave soil in this house?"

Cao Yang did not respond, but was thinking. He was a time traveler and knew much more than the average ghost rider, so it was normal for him to have some associations.

"Even ghosts can't penetrate this door. This door blocks my ghosts. I can't see what's behind the door at all."

Zhao Tong's somewhat disappointed voice came. If even the ghost den was of no use, it seemed that the only way left was to carve his name on the door.

Hearing this, Cao Yang unfolded the Gravity Ghost Den. By adding supernatural gravity, he tried to push open the door again, but still failed.

Undeterred, Cao Yang activated the Blood Water Ghost Den and tried to lead the two of them to invade through the broken window on the second floor of the ancient house. However, the ancient house seemed to be integrated, like a copper wall and iron wall, completely isolating the ghost den from outside, and even the Blood Water Ghost Den with a strength of more than five layers could not successfully invade.

"Zhao Tong, light the ghost candle, and Lin Ye will carve his name on the door."

In the end, Cao Yang had no choice but to choose this method, but he would not do nothing. The reason why he chose Lin Ye was because he had some means to save his life. Even if there was danger, he would not be killed instantly. In addition, with the ghost candle, Lin Ye's life could definitely be saved.

"clear."

Zhao Tong took out the scarlet ghost candle from his bosom and quickly lit it. The green flame dispelled some of the darkness and coldness, and also made the names on the door more conspicuous.

Lin Ye did not refuse. He wrapped his palm with white cloth first, and then took out a blue and purple finger. The nails on the finger were very sharp, like a knife.

As soon as this finger appeared, the flame of the ghost candle shook instantly, and the burning speed also slightly increased. It was obviously a finger belonging to an evil ghost, but it was intercepted by Lin Ye.

“Squeak~!”

The sharp nails scratched the stone slab, making a harsh sound. Lin Ye was very smart. He did not touch the strange door directly, but used the ghost's spirit to complete the engraving work.

About a minute later, Lin Ye's name appeared on the black and blue stone slab, and the finger left a deep mark on it.

“Boom boom~!”

The engraving was completed, and a certain pattern was triggered. The stone slab with the name of Linye made a dull sound and moved to the side little by little. Soon there was a gap big enough for him to pass through.

"It seems to be working, Captain."

As the stone slab moved, there was a rustling sound coming from behind the door, as if something was peeling off.

"You go in first. The condition for opening the door is the name. However, it will be more dangerous inside the door. Don't be reluctant to use the ghost candle. Your life is at stake. Zhao Tong and I will go in and meet you soon."

Cao Yang said.

The moment the door was opened, the flame of the ghost candle expanded instantly, and the entire ghost candle became one-sixth shorter. This was enough to show that there was indeed some danger behind the door. However, judging from the consumption of the ghost candle, the danger was fatal.

(End of this chapter)