Chapter 181 Creating Conflict

Zhongzhou City, Taiping Ancient Town.

Paper Man Liu San walked deeper into the ancient street. About halfway through, a stone bridge appeared on the street.

The stone bridge is very old and you can tell at a glance that it has a history of at least a hundred years. The fence next to it is made of stainless steel and was probably installed in recent years. There were no railings originally.

There is a river under the bridge. The water is very clear, but it reveals a chill. Just standing on the bridge, you can feel the biting chill rushing up from below.

"We only walked a few steps and came across a ghost river. Old Man Lu said that the City of the Dead is at the bottom of the Ghost Lake. Maybe the water in this river leaked from the Ghost Lake."

Liu San did not stay on the bridge. With his eyesight, he could see that there was something wrong with the river water, but the river was obviously not the source, so it was not worth paying too much attention to. It was this abnormal ancient street that caught his attention, and even the exploration of the Wrongly Dead City was postponed.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Liu San's eyes was changing. An old street with a sense of age became clearer and clearer as the surrounding buildings blurred, as if it was gradually emerging from some mysterious place that did not exist in reality.

He even saw quite a few pedestrians on the street, both men and women, wearing all kinds of clothes, some from modern times, some from the 1970s and 1980s, and some from the Republic of China period. These people of all kinds mixed together, as if witnessing the history of this street.

"An ancient street that can present images of the past? During the Republic of China and modern times, many people have come to this street. There are also many small vendors on the roadside. It seems that this is where the ghost riders did business in the past."

"But as far as I know, there was a special profession in the Republic of China period - peddlers. Peddlers walked the streets, buying and selling all kinds of small items, but I didn't see any peddlers in these images."

Liu San pondered for a moment, and a few paper figures came over from other places and followed him into this ghost street.

Dajing City, Headquarters Experimental Center.

Cao Yang opened a golden container one after another, and a gust of wind mixed with the stench of corpses instantly poured out from it. The isolation room was suddenly filled with strong winds. The cold winds were like knives, leaving hideous scars on Cao Yang's body.

"The ghost wind can actually have the effect of slow slicing. This wind blowing on my face is just like being cut by a knife."

Cao Yang frowned slightly, and the blood river and the ghost den suddenly churned up. At the same time, he reached out and dragged Fang Shiming's body out of the container and sank it into the blood river. Only then did the raging wind subside.

Next came the second container, which contained an extremely heavy ghost with only the upper body. As soon as the restriction of gold was lifted, the ghost instantly appeared on Cao Yang's back. The dead and terrifying figure of the evil ghost was reflected on the surface of the blood river.

But Cao Yang was not affected at all. The ghost blood in his body alone was far more terrifying than the oppressive ghost, not to mention the existence of several other ghosts, so he did not feel any discomfort or danger at all.

This time, Cao Yang opened two containers at once, each containing the frozen ghost and Jiang Shangbai's dead feet. Like the previous two ghosts, the ghost feet had already started to revive the moment the container was opened, but they were also unable to stir up any waves in the blood river and were suppressed by Cao Yang with one hand.

"It's time to merge."

Cao Yang turned his hands behind his back, and sticky ghost blood oozed out from his palms. The oppressive ghost lying on his back was instantly picked up in his hands like a toy.

"Upper body, lower body..."

The body of the oppressing ghost was covered with a layer of ghost blood, and the suppression was formed, and the evil ghost stopped struggling. Cao Yang looked at the evil ghost in his hand. The oppressing ghost and the trampling ghost were basically a complete ghost dismembered into two parts, and the cuts at the waist were exactly the same.

"I can't tell who did it, but it has nothing to do with me."

Cao Yang fished Fang Shiming's body out of the river of blood. The ghost wind started to blow again, and the ghost den instantly twisted Fang Shiming's upper body. Then he roughly spliced ​​the ghost that was oppressing him onto it.

Afterwards, Cao Yang did the same thing again, and successively spliced ​​the ghost that stepped on people and the ghost's feet onto this body. The howling wind was weakening, the puzzle of the evil ghost was completed, and the ghost wind became the suppressed party.

On the other side, in the photo hanging on the wall, the photo ghost has replicated 90% of Cao Yang's image, and only the head is left to complete the replacement.

"It came at the right time."

A vague and illusory figure instantly disappeared into the photo. It was the spirit that was following the ghost. There were two shadows on Cao Yang's body. Just now, he used the ghost to instantly invade the spirit space inside the photo and sent one of the shadows in.

After entering the photo, the ghost image interrupted the process of replicating Cao Yang's image, because the ghost image also had the complete image of Cao Yang, and the photo did not need to be replicated again.

The ghost is Cao Yang, for sure, but it is also a tracking ghost. The body copied in the photo is also a body. The tracking ghost has begun to invade and try to take over. A conflict between the evil ghosts has arisen.

In the isolation room, the ghost and Cao Yang's perception are shared, so he can clearly know everything that happens inside the photo. But the conflict does not end there. The oppressive ghost in reality has taken the lead in this pieced-together evil ghost body, and a complete ghost is gradually taking shape.

After about two or three minutes, the complete ghost was completely formed. A cold and gale was raging in the small isolation room, and even the blood river was blown into wave after wave.

Cao Yang's expression was solemn. The horror level of the complete oppressive ghost had been raised to a higher level. It was no exaggeration to say that the current oppressive ghost had reached the standard of an S-level evil ghost: a ghost wind and ghost den with strength comparable to that of a fifth-level ghost eye, and a complete oppressive spirit. I'm afraid that a ghost rider who controls two ghosts would be crushed to death instantly.

The appearance of the complete oppressive ghost also broke the pattern of the photo ghost being alone, and another supernatural conflict appeared. The photo ghost's retreat allowed the tracking ghost inside the photo to gain the upper hand, and this idealistic ghost once again showed its true horror.

At the same time, another shadow was sent into the body of the oppressive ghost by Cao Yang. This was another conflict. The complete oppressive ghost was obviously more in line with the requirements of the tracking ghost than Cao Yang's body.

Then, Cao Yang opened the last container, which contained Xie Qing's body and a ghost codenamed "Hopscotch".

He did not release the ghost first according to Wang Xiaoming's plan. Considering that the special square ghost den would bring unnecessary influence to himself, he chose to let the ghost show up at this time.

Cao Yang shrank the blood river ghost den, leaving only a pool of thick and sticky blood under his feet.

"Next it's your turn to restrain the complete oppressive ghost."

Xie Qing's body was thrown to the ground by Cao Yang. The ghost was also very scary. With the body as the center, some crooked squares like those drawn with chalk quickly appeared on the ground. These squares were large and small, corresponding to different standing positions. However, the evil ghost did not understand this. Cao Yang hid in the ghost den. Now only the oppressive ghost would become the target of this game.

The squares were spreading, and soon they framed the entire oppressive ghost.

(End of this chapter)