Chapter 229: Deal or Not?

The date of the transaction was rewritten, which meant that Cao Yang could start the transaction immediately. According to past experience, the ghost peddler would basically appear near Cao Yang within three minutes and wait for him to deliver the goods.

However, the situation was different this time. Cao Yang started a transaction in the mysterious place. If the ghost peddler wanted to appear, he had to invade first, then cross the old forest and come to the ancient house.

These steps may not be difficult for the ghost peddler, but Zhang Dong, the owner of the ancient house, may not allow such a thing to happen. What's more, Cao Yang had already planned in his mind that if an accident happened, he would go into the ancient house without hesitation.

"coming."

Suddenly, Cao Yang's heart trembled. This feeling was not wrong. It was the ghost peddler approaching.

This mysterious place was already dark, and the old house seemed to always live in a world without sunlight. However, at this moment, the light suddenly dimmed, as if it was suddenly late at night.

"rustle--!"

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew by, rustling the leaves in the old forest.

Strange figures began to appear in the old forest. Each of those figures was different, but without exception, they were twisted and cold, swaying along with the leaves.

And on that winding path, a skinny figure carrying a shoulder pole was approaching quickly. It was obvious that the ghost peddler had arrived.

"Ding ding~"

The cargo box and the carrying pole were clearly empty, but Cao Yang seemed to hear the clear and pleasant sound of the black jade wind chime in a trance. However, the sound sounded a bit dull, as if it came from the cargo box.

"Liu Yin said that the wind chimes were made of ghost jade. Perhaps the source of the ghost jade is in the cargo box."

Cao Yang stared at the figure of the ghost peddler. He had a vague illusion that the ghost peddler did not seem to move, as if he was approaching him on his own initiative.

About a minute later, the ghost peddler appeared in front of Cao Yang again. This strange man had his upper body naked because the cloth was traded to Cao Yang. However, his head was still tightly wrapped with several circles of black cloth, completely covering his facial features and face.

The ghost peddler's brown skin was stuck to his muscles, like a dried-up corpse. After not seeing him for a long time, the ghost peddler seemed to have become thinner. The thickest part of his arms was not even as thick as a fist, and they were covered with blue and black corpse spots, as if it was a horrible curse.

Not only that, Cao Yang also noticed something special: no matter what movements the ghost peddler made, the pole on his shoulders never tilted forward or backward, that is, unbalanced. The cargo boxes at both ends were always hung there steadily, without any shaking.

"Is it because the spirits of the cargo boxes on both sides have achieved a balance? Or is the function of the shoulder pole to force a balance?"

Cao Yang observed particularly carefully this time. He did not plan to make the transaction too early. Anyway, things had come to this point. As long as the peddler followed him into the ancient house, he would have fallen into this dead end. However, Cao Yang himself still had one last glimmer of hope.

Although the black cloth obscured the ghost peddler's facial features, Cao Yang could clearly feel that the ghost was staring at him. It should be waiting for his delivery, which would not take too long.

But Cao Yang still looked the ghost peddler up and down slowly, muttering softly.

"The black cloth, the shoulder pole, the cargo box, and the spirit that was able to invade the memory world through some medium, and even help me control the memory ghost, you are really hard to figure out."

"I don't know if I'll have the chance to see your true face today."

Cao Yang sighed, and at the same time stretched out a hand to take off the human skin bag tied around his waist. The nominal suit ghost was inside, but the hundred-eyed ghost was also there. It would be extremely risky to use the bag again.

"I have Emperor Dongtian backing me up this time, so I can't worry about anything else. Baimugui, you're free."

Having said that, Cao Yang directly loosened the seal of the human skin bag.

Suddenly, there was a strange cry that was incomprehensible, and a hand with eyes on the palm and back of the hand stretched out instantly. Cao Yang threw the bag on the ground, and the hand was digging into the ground tightly, with fingers digging into the black soil, as if using great strength to bring her whole body out.

soon.

The Hundred-Eyed Ghost reappeared, but it did not attack Cao Yang. It just stood there motionless, with many of its densely packed eyes closed, making it look like it had completely shriveled and necrotic.

"Where did this dog come from that is barking so loudly?"

Cao Yang was not going to let it go. With a flash of green light, the Hundred-Eyed Ghost's head fell to the ground in an instant.

"If I sell this thing to you, how much would it be worth?"

Can the ghost peddler understand human language?
Of course, at least Cao Yang thinks so.

However, the ghost peddler did not respond, but just moved his head slightly, and it was unknown whether he was looking at the goods.

The lost head of Baimegui is growing back quickly, and he still looks like an islander, because no one in the country would grow a beard on the philtrum.

This is not the inside of the ancient house. The ghost den has not been completely suppressed. The ghost den belonging to the Hundred-Eyed Ghost is gradually expanding, but the speed is very slow, like the smudge of paint.

"You don't accept evil spirits? Aren't you a peddler? You should be able to buy and sell, right?"

Almost two minutes had passed, and the ghost peddler still didn't make any movement. It was unclear whether he didn't understand Cao Yang's meaning or simply didn't want to accept this ghost.

However, Cao Yang was not going to waste any more time. Perhaps the evil ghosts that were not on the list were just the ghost peddler's side job, and the real focus was still the ghosts recorded on the human skin list.

The next second, a corpse wearing a suit, with curly hair and limbs twisted together in a very strange posture was picked up by Cao Yang and instantly thrown to the feet of the ghost peddler.

The Suit Ghost is a ghost wearing a suit. Nominally, it perfectly fits the image of an evil ghost on the list.

"Will you accept it?"

Cao Yang felt a little nervous. What he feared most was the ghost in the cargo box. The ghost peddler was opening the cargo box silently, leaving no time for people to react.

If you enter the cargo box, you will definitely die.

As in the previous transactions, the ghost peddler stretched out a hand and picked up the curled up and twisted corpse.

However, the moment the palm touched the corpse, the curled up limbs straightened up little by little, and the already highly decayed body quickly became dry and shriveled, as if all the moisture had been dried out.

"Suppress? No, if the level of terror is overwhelming, this effect can also be achieved."

Cao Yang gripped the bronze sword tightly, as if he was ready to take action at any time.

The ghost peddler's head, wrapped in black cloth, turned slightly, as if he was examining the goods, but he did not respond and did not look like he was going to accept any delivery.

"Gurgling."

A pool of sticky black blood appeared where Cao Yang had just stood. This was the retreat he left behind. He instantly appeared next to the ghost peddler, and the bronze sword in his hand had already been swung out.

(End of this chapter)