Chapter 366 The Truth about Graves and Ghosts
Zs City, Caesar Hotel.

It was clearly noon, with plenty of sunshine, but the hotel was emitting a chill that made one's heart tremble. The doors and windows of the hotel were sealed shut, but there were gaps in some places, and light shone in through the gaps, providing a little light for the dim hotel.

"According to Tong Qian's report, strange things will happen in this hotel at 10 o'clock in the evening, but I don't plan to waste this time. Li Yang, come with me to the fourth floor to take a look."

Yang Jian called out, and Li Yang, who was alert all around, quickly ran over and followed him.

Walking up the stairs, Yang Jian already felt something was wrong on the fourth floor. The walls, which were originally new, had become mottled and aged, exuding a chilly atmosphere. At the same time, the air was filled with a strong stench of corpses. Although light shone in through the gap, it could not illuminate a larger area.

"Something has gone wrong. If we had come a little later, the fourth floor would have been infested with ghosts."

Yang Jian stretched out his black ghost hand and touched the wall, feeling an unusual spiritual aura.

"The last time I came here, I took some measures that had a clear restrictive effect on the ghosts, but now it seems that these measures have become ineffective. The supernatural hotel that does not exist in reality is gradually getting out of control and has even begun to invade reality."

Yang Jian's expression became solemn. This time he set himself a day and a half, because he still had to reply to Wang Xiaoming in the remaining time.

"Investigate first, handle it if you can, and leave if you can't."

In Dazheng City, Zhou Deng, who had dealt with the horror museum incident, did not leave, but quietly guarded a corpse.

"Lin Bei, Lin Bei, you're not going to die just like that, are you?"

Zhou Deng opened his eyes and looked at the corpse that had been motionless for a long time.

"It's good that you're not dead."

The dark blue ear shadow trembled slightly, and using his sixth sense, he got the answer he wanted.

Beside Zhou Deng, Qin Bansheng came over with Chu Xuenian and Lin Junting. They had already decided to join the headquarters, so they were waiting for Zhou Deng's instructions.

"Captain Shen, several ghost riders from the Xuanjing Club in Dazheng City want to join the headquarters. Could you please help them arrange it?"

Zhou Deng took out his satellite phone and made a call to give an explanation for the matter.

"Thank you for your help, Captain Zhou. We will leave first. I will come out to take over when the people from the headquarters arrive."

With the help of Yin Yang Ghost Den, the conditions of the three have almost recovered. The situation is stronger than the people, and there is no harm in joining the headquarters. It is better than being liquidated and losing their lives.

In Luocheng City, in a mysterious place that does not exist in reality, Cao Yang is considering how to create a ghost tombstone.

"A ghost with a broken arm, a ghost with a broken leg... a ghost with a broken head, a ghost with a severed waist, four ghosts of equal terror, just the right means to restrict the movement of the grave-crying ghost."

Cao Yang fished out four broken evil ghosts from the blood lake. One ghost was missing an arm, one ghost was missing a leg, one ghost was headless, and the last ghost was cut in half, leaving only a small upper body.

"We also need a ghost that can balance these four spirits... and it must be stable enough."

Cao Yang recalled his past experiences, trying to find such a ghost that met the requirements in his memory.

"Hong Zhenrong, ghost grafting."

In the end, Cao Yang chose Hong Zhenrong, who was once the Tai Shi among the Five Innate Tai, as the basis. The special nature of the grafted ghost can be ranked among the best among the ghosts Cao Yang has ever seen.

"Using the supernatural power of the grafted ghosts, we can splice the four ghosts with the law of inevitable death onto the corpse, and then use the ghost cave to compress it into a tombstone. This should be able to form a balance with this crying ghost."

He did what he said, and in reality, Cao Yang didn't have much time to think. He fished out Hong Zhenrong's body, casually dismantled his arms, left leg and head, and roughly spliced ​​the four ghosts onto the remains. Then, the ghost wind suddenly rose, and this time Cao Yang superimposed and unfolded the gravity ghost den.

The fourth level of the ghost den can distort reality, and the fifth level of the ghost den can completely keep reality in the ghost den. This is a qualitative change.

As the ghost wind continued to howl and rage, the corpse in Cao Yang's hand began to twist, like a swaying shadow, or a ball of soft mud, changing shape at random.

The parts of the corpse that belonged to the living person were rapidly peeling off, and the shape of the corpse was also changing rapidly, becoming more and more square and angular, really like a cold, black tombstone.

"Although the Grafted Ghost is not very scary, its ability is really special. If we want it to actively balance the Weeping Grave Ghost, we need to add some ingredients. At least we have to ensure that it can fight against the Weeping Grave Ghost."

Cao Yang thought about it, and then he directly invaded the ghost's memory world. He wanted to implant part of his memory about the crying ghost into this tombstone. Although he didn't know whether it would work, he still chose to do it.

soon.

Some lines and outlines gradually began to emerge on the originally dark blue tombstone, as if an invisible person was gesturing with a carving knife.

"It seems to be useful. Forcefully instill all the images of the crying ghost into the tombstone, so that the grafted ghost will instinctively try to graft the ghost out. However, if the crying ghost wants to appear, it must crawl out of the earthen grave, thus triggering four types of death-defying ghosts, forming a closed loop of ghosts."

This series of operations did not take up too much time. At least the crying ghosts that broke out of the ground had not attacked Cao Yang yet, apparently because he had not triggered the rules.

"Then the next step is to find the real source grave and erect this monument in front of the grave. If nothing goes wrong, once the balance is established, these supernatural phenomena will disappear."

The cold wind suddenly raged, and the gale combined with the gravity of the ghost cave made it even more terrifying. For a moment, the figures were blown to and fro, triggering the law of death if out of balance, and they fell down in groups like kites with broken strings.

“Neither of them is the source?”

Suddenly, Cao Yang had a bad feeling.

"If the real Weeping Ghost is in the grave, and I was just in the face hole of the Weeping Ghost, then I am out of the face hole, which means..."

"I should be in a grave now!"

Although it was just a guess, Cao Yang still felt an inexplicable shock. He hadn't done anything yet, he just walked onto a small path, but he was attacked by a ghost buried in a grave.

"You still underestimated this ghost."

Cao Yang took a deep breath and reorganized his thoughts. At least his life was not in danger now. As for the dilemma, he had no idea how many times he had experienced it.

"All the ghosts that have appeared so far are just projections of the source evil ghost. They are supernatural phenomena that cannot be imprisoned or restricted, even the thing that was hit by the carrying pole."

"But this is not difficult to deal with. Those that appear are supernatural phenomena, and those that don't appear are my targets."

Cao Yang picked up the tombstone in his hand and inserted it directly into the soil beside him.

Suddenly, the whole world began to shake violently, as if there was an earthquake.

Then, cracks began to appear visible to the naked eye, whether it was the ghosts, the graves, or even the air, like broken porcelain.

God, collapsed.

(End of this chapter)