Chapter 263: Ghost Bewitching People
Cao Yang glanced at the people following him. Up to now, the only one who could attract his attention was Jiang Zixu. This guy had some kind of idealistic supernatural power, which hid himself in reality.

Although these people are trying to keep the mysterious city of the dead from getting out of control, Cao Yang will not completely trust these folk ghost masters.

Ghost riders are full of intrigues and deceptions. Simple people can't survive until now. How much has Yang Jian suffered to grow up to this point? He doesn't have to endure those humiliations because he has the headquarters behind him, and he can still get the headquarters' care.

He is a direct descendant of the headquarters and one of the twelve captains. With his current strength, he is definitely the top among the captains. His every word and action can represent the meaning of the headquarters. At this moment, Cao Yang is thinking in his heart, if the Xuan Jing Club may become an enemy of the headquarters in the future, how should these ghost riders deal with it.

Qi Ming has not been found yet, so Cao Yang ignores it for the time being. What if he were to face Jiang Zixu?

Cao Yang secretly took out the ghost scissors again. This thing can cut off curses, media, and even interrupt the killing pattern triggered by evil spirits. Since Jiang Zixu is hidden in idealism, there must be a medium that affects reality. This is the same as the ghost realm. The ghost realm hides reality, so naturally there is a place corresponding to the real position.

If he could use the ghost scissors to cut it off, then no matter how powerful Jiang Zixu was, it would be useless if he couldn't influence reality.

When Cao Yang took out the ghost scissors to observe Jiang Zixu, he suddenly discovered that there was a curse line on his body that came from nowhere!
"A ghost is targeting me!"

Such a thought flashed through Cao Yang's mind, and he subconsciously opened the ghost realm. A cold and foul wind blew in the room. Ordinary evil spirits could not even get close.

At the same time, Cao Yang also used the ghost scissors to cut off the curse that was wrapped around him.

The curse was cut off, but at this moment, something strange had come to Cao Yang.

"What the hell!" Cao Yang looked down and saw a pitch-black bottle rolling over, with a strange sound coming from it.

"I'm so tired. There are so many ghosts in the City of the Dead, and the ghost light above is so fierce. Otherwise, I would just leave."

The sound surrounded Cao Yang's ears, and even Kong Wang who was following Cao Yang was affected. Only Jiang Zixu's expression remained unchanged. He seemed to have hidden himself in idealism, and ordinary supernatural powers could not affect him at all.

Cao Yang somewhat agreed with what he heard. Although he had not yet suffered any irresistible terrorist attack, it did not mean that there were not scary enough ghosts in the City of the Dead.

Under the maintenance of the ghost riders of the Xuan Jing Club, the City of the Dead has actually been temporarily stabilized in a relatively balanced state. However, once there is interference from external forces, such as the entry of himself and Liu San, the fragile balance that was originally maintained may be broken, and by then Cao Yang will not even have time to cry.

The voice was still tempting Cao Yang: "This room seems to be full of supernatural objects. Regardless of whether they are caused by the supernatural in the City of the Dead, I can take them all back. There will always be some suitable ones."

It seemed that this voice was really thinking seriously and giving advice to Cao Yang. Cao Yang himself looked around the room with envy.

One of his tasks is to find supernatural objects for the headquarters. If he can take away all the supernatural objects here, then his task will be much easier.

"It's a pity that we have so many supernatural items. We have to share them with the two burdens beside us. It's also troublesome to take them away. We might as well kill them. Anyway, with our strength, it's easy to fight our way out of the City of the Dead. We can put all these supernatural items into the black bottles. This is also a ghost area, with enough space to accommodate them."

Cao Yang cast his eyes towards Kong Wang, and Kong Wang also cast his eyes towards him. Among those present, only Jiang Zixu realized that something was wrong. He was protected from some spiritual influence in another spiritual level, so he didn't know what happened, but now he also reacted. He was afraid that Cao Yang and Kong Wang were both controlled by some spiritual.

"It's a really good decision. Besides, isn't their Xuan Jing Club responsible for maintaining the spiritual balance of the City of the Dead to prevent it from getting out of control? That immortal Lu Jingxuan is still alive. Let them worry about the troubles of the City of the Dead themselves." A trace of blood flashed in Cao Yang's eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

"It's time for me to do something like murder and robbery."

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it!" The black bottle also became excited at this moment, and it kept reminding: "There are too many things here, just put them in the black bottle and take them away!"

"Yes, that's right. I will take everything here away, starting with your black bottle!" Cao Yang turned his eyes to the black bottle at his feet.

"Right! Wait, no, no!!" The confusing voice was panicking at this moment, but this thing seemed to be able to only affect other people's consciousness and could not actively attack and harm others.

The black bottle wanted to roll away and leave the room to avoid being targeted by Cao Yang, but it was too late. A river of blood suddenly appeared on the ground. The bright red blood splashed on the black bottle and brought it back to Cao Yang's feet.

"Your suggestions are all good, but I hate others telling me what to do. You are a self-aware supernatural object. You haven't learned to be three-tenths human yet, but you are still seven-tenths ghost."

Cao Yang snorted coldly. He was indeed confused at the beginning, but it seemed that it was because he had cut off some kind of curse, and the memory ghost's supernatural power had been protecting his consciousness. Even without relying on the ghost scissors, Cao Yang could break free by himself.

"Etc., etc!"

The voice in the black bottle still wanted to beg for mercy, but it had been suppressed by the even more terrifying river of blood. Cao Yang took out the human skin bag he carried with him and opened it, and the river of blood poured into it along with the black bottle.

The voice disappeared. This supernatural object with self-awareness had been forcibly imprisoned by Cao Yang. At the moment of imprisonment, Kong Wang, who was about to kill Cao Yang and launch a supernatural attack on him, suddenly reacted.

He was obviously aware of the inappropriateness of the situation. It was not known whether it was because Hei Ping was imprisoned that he broke free from the supernatural influence, or because of Cao Yang's attack just now that the blood river directly frightened him.

Jiang Zixu watched the whole scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that the outside world was changing very quickly, and even a strong man like Cao Yang had appeared. And judging from his previous words and deeds, there were many strong men like Cao Yang.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zixu withdrew his secret contempt for Cao Yang.

The wind is blowing and blood is rising, and the world is big in the pocket. The captain named Cao Yang deserves this description.

Jiang Zi said humbly.

(End of this chapter)