After walking around the corner, No. 7 Street comes into view.

From No. 1 Street to No. 7 Street, the streets are dark and quiet. No. 7 Street has exactly the same wall layout as the six streets in front.

"Tap tap tap~"

Liang Xingyang walked into No. 7 Street with heavy steps.

The supernatural suppression of the ghosts here has been strengthened again, and the ghosts painted by the ghosts have been suppressed to the point where they cannot be used.

The ghost paintings are far more than that. Being suppressed by Yin Yang Street may be related to the fact that he has not fully digested the ghost paintings, and it is also related to the fact that the background in the paintings cannot be connected.

Due to the dim environment, you can't actually see the entire street that is only 100 meters away, but you can vaguely see the general scene inside.

About fifty meters away, there was a gray-white statue standing quietly on the street.

"Ye Zhen, Xia Dahai City, whoever is coming, tell me your name!" Ye Zhen's voice came from the street.

Liang Xing raised his eyebrows and walked over, and sure enough he saw the round-headed Ye Zhen.

The opponent's body was completely petrified and turned into a gray-white statue, leaving only one head exposed.

Ye Zhen seemed to be in good spirits. He didn't seem to be worried about his own safety at all. He said deeply: "Liang Wudi, I finally waited for you."

Liang Xing raised his eyebrows and nodded as if to say hello.

The white and cold palms touched Ye Zhen's petrified body, and the rough texture of stone came from his hands.

Ye Zhen stared and said, "Don't touch it, you can feel it."

The powerful supernatural power of Tang Yerong's petrification suppressed the evil spirit in Ye Zhen's body, deprived him of control of his body and restricted his ability to move, but the feeling did not disappear.

Liang Xingyang retracted his hand in disgust upon hearing this, looked at the gray-white stone carvings, and thought thoughtfully: "Petrification is a form of supernatural power, and ghost blood should be able to dispel this supernatural power."

"Liang Wudi, you went through so much trouble to save me, I, Ye Zhen, owe you a favor." Ye Zhen was a little touched and said seriously.

"You take a look at this first."

Liang Xingyang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He took out a folded piece of letter paper from his pocket, covered up the information about the guide ghost, and opened a corner to show it to Ye Zhen.

"What! This old guy is mentally ill and dares to give me, Ye Zhen, as compensation to others." After reading the contents on the letter, Ye Zhen looked in disbelief, and then he became furious.

Ye Zhen shook his head so hard that his stone body swayed, and he said nervously: "I, Ye Zhen, will never succumb to others. I will kill this old guy when I get out, so that his words will not count."

Liang Xingyang took back the letter and said, "Tang Yerong has probably died of old age and is buried deep in the street. If he doesn't die, I will kill him with scissors. I will let you out first."

Ye Zhen nodded and said in agreement: "Since he is dead, I will let him go and never dig him out again. Liang Wudi, with this letter here, you can ask me to take action again, as long as the two of us

Together, we can wipe out the entire supernatural circle."

Liang Xingyang wanted to complain, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Stiff and cold palms pressed on Ye Zhen's shoulders, and an unusually dull heartbeat came from his heart. Scarlet blood emerged from his hands, dyeing Ye Zhen's shoulders red, dripping down his body and forming a pool on the ground.

Pool of blood.

"Blood."

Ye Zhen's face changed slightly. He had never seen this kind of ability in the previous fight, and now he felt something terrifying and supernatural from above.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Zhen looked surprised, feeling like he was sinking. Liang Xingyang in front of him was getting higher and higher, as if he was being pushed into the water.

Liang Xingyang said in a deep voice: "Don't be nagging."

"I, Ye Zhen, are invincible and have only been defeated once in my life. But this does not affect my invincibility. When I get out from here, I will move around more. With my talents, I believe I will catch up with you soon."

Ye Zhen curled his lips and darted his eyes wildly. When he looked down, he saw that he had indeed sunk into a pool of scarlet blood on the ground.

In the end, only one head was exposed.

The ghost blood kept rolling and a few bubbles emerged. After Ye Zhen soaked in it for a minute.

Like pulling out a carrot, Liang Xingyang held Ye Zhen's head and pulled him out of the pool of blood again.

Scarlet blood flowed out, revealing the body underneath. The petrified body had returned to normal.

Ye Zhen couldn't help but said in surprise: "No more, the stone magically melted."

The scapegoat's terrifying supernatural power is revealed again, and he can come back to life even with just one breath.

"Hiss! Such a strong suppression!" Ye Zhen suddenly felt that Gui Xie was suppressed to the point of being almost unable to sense, and took a breath of cold air.

Liang Xingyang held the ghost necklace and used the supernatural power of the deceptive ghost. The two paper ingots gradually became clear from blur and were created out of thin air.

However, this ingot folded from white paper is an ordinary thing and does not have the supernatural contamination of Yin Yang Street.

"Give me a hair!"

Liang Xingyang reached out and asked for Ye Zhen's hair. As long as the transaction was completed, they could leave this place directly.

As for No. 8 Street, he felt that there was no need for him to take a trip through this muddy water.

The ghost on No. 6 Street is very dangerous. If it weren't for the ghost painting on his body, he would have had to rely on ghost blood to escape. Streets 8 and 9 are not the end of the Yin Street. He might have to fight against the resurrected ghost Tang Yerong. These people in the Republic of China

He didn't want to get involved in the old affairs of that period, and he might not be able to defeat Tang Yerong, who was comparable to the Seven Elders.

Tell Shen Lan about the situation here and let the headquarters deal with the out-of-control Yin and Yang Street.

Ye Zhen stared at the ghost necklace, his eyes lit up and he said: "A supernatural item made with a ghost."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out a piece of hair and asked again: "What is it used for?"

"Take you away."

Liang Xingyang stretched out his hand to take his hair. According to the rules of Yin Yang Street, the transaction was completed. The paper ingot in his hand quickly began to stir, becoming heavier, and a cold aura enveloped it.

Ye Zhen noticed a cold aura surrounding himself, and suddenly felt out of place standing here, as if he could leave at any time.

"Let's go!"

Liang Xingyang said a word, and his figure quickly disappeared, leaving No. 7 Street.

"It's a pity that Liang Wudi is too timid. If we join forces, we won't be able to go anywhere in the world." Ye Zhen turned around and glanced at the corner, and his figure quickly left the street and returned to reality.

Just for a moment, I returned to reality, and it was still the end of the road.

Shen Lan left long ago.

Liang Xingyang glanced at the gold watch on his wrist. The time displayed on it was 22:30.

He decided to stay in Daxiang City and enter Yang Street at noon tomorrow to see if it was really prosperous there.

Ye Zhen also appeared, and he also planned to stay and have fun. After all, as the boss of the supernatural forum, it was difficult to have a chance to take a vacation. The younger brothers always did weird things every day and wanted to trouble him, the boss.

In his words, it is difficult to be a ghost controller, it is difficult to be the leader of a supernatural forum, and it is even more difficult to be a leader who is loved by everyone.

After Liang Xingyang expressed his thoughts, Ye Zhen immediately decided to go shopping on Yang Street, and the two of them found the most upscale hotel in the city to rest for a night.

Exactly at twelve noon tomorrow.

Liang Xingyang and Ye Zhen stood at the end of a road and were pulled by a supernatural force into Yang Street.

The layout of Yang Street is no different from that of Yin Street. The street is only 100 meters long and divided into twenty alleys.

It’s just that there are no bungalows and old houses, and there is no supernatural suppression against ghosts. The light here is bright, and the old blackened walls have a unique sense of historical vicissitudes.

In front of several alleys, there are ghost masters setting up stalls. There are only a few people walking around here, which is a bit deserted and not prosperous at all.

Passerby A: "Have you heard? This morning, the streets above No. 5 Street were closed. I heard that there was an accident on Yin Street."

Passerby B: "Your information is out of date. Yesterday's guard, Gao Wei, has been issued with a reward. Yin Street has affected Yang Street and above, the business owners on Street 5 and above have lost their stalls and are looking for trouble with him."

Passerby C: "That's it? I have some news. At 24:00 last night, the centenarian old man Tang in the sculpture museum left. It may be related to his death!"

"Tell me carefully..."

The three ghost masters whispered and left here.

Liang Xingyang's shiny silver pupils shrank slightly, and a chill enveloped his whole body.

According to the time calculation, Tang Yerong was still alive at the time. The corpse-scented ghost and the guide ghost were traps set in advance, and those letters were also written in advance.

If you insist on breaking into the depths of the street, you may encounter not Tang Yerong, the resurrected ghost, but the older generation of top ghost masters from the Republic of China who are still alive.

Can he defeat a living, powerful seven-year-old ghost controller?

The layout of No. 5 Street and No. 6 Street that was destroyed by him may have been restored by the other party.

This old guy has really worked hard to maintain Yin Yang Street.

"Is this considered prosperous? Didn't it say that the Ghost Controller is opening a shop? Setting up a street stall can also be promoted as a shop. It is simply false propaganda."

Ye Zhen Gusui looked around, looking at the street with only three vendors and two or three kittens, and said disdainfully.

"I plan to go to No. 5 Street to see for myself to see what happened there and why it was said to be blocked." Liang Xing said to Ye Zhen.

Moreover, there is a reward for Gao Wei. If there is a chance, he should help Gao Wei and let those people cancel the reward.

Ye Zhen said: "I have nothing to do, let's go together."

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, how did you provoke Tang Yerong? How did he petrify you?" Liang Xingyang asked suddenly out of curiosity.

Ye Zhen touched his head in embarrassment and said: "I asked him to see you, but he said he was dying and didn't want to go. Then he didn't follow martial ethics and attacked me, a 25-year-old good young man. He looked at me

He glanced at him, but I didn't dodge, and as a result, my body was turned to stone. I'm angry just thinking about it. If I hadn't been attacked by him by surprise, I would have fought him for 300 rounds."

Liang Xingyang thought a little and shook his head.

They walked into Street 1, walked to the first vendor, and looked at the bottles and cans on the vendor's shelves.
Chapter completed!