Wang Cai's ghost realm is already somewhat unable to withstand the supernatural attacks of these dolls.
In this ancient house, all the supernatural phenomena are intertwined, and the consequences of superimposing each other are extremely terrifying.
Ye Xi sighed in his heart, and then said a few words melancholy.
"Fortunately, the shrine is sealed, otherwise we might have to run for our lives when the contents of the shrine come out."
"Have you ever heard of the taboos in theaters?" Wang Cai suddenly asked.
"When I was young, umbrellas were not allowed in the theater at my home. Umbrellas meant "falling", which was a very unlucky sign!"
Wang Cai pointed to the open space in front of the stage, where several broken umbrellas could be vaguely seen.
Seeing this, Ye Xi also squinted his eyes, and then performed divination on these umbrellas.
"These umbrellas have the effect of isolating supernatural beings, but because they are already dilapidated, they cannot withstand them for long."
Ye Xi looked at the umbrella and shook his head. It was really tasteless and it was a pity to throw it away...
"But maybe these umbrellas have some other use!"
Ye Xi glanced at the stage and then at the umbrella. He thought for a moment and said.
"These umbrellas seem to be able to isolate the ghost realm. To be precise, they should be able to isolate the supernatural beings on the stage. The other ghost realms are not yet known!"
Wang Cai felt that these umbrellas should have more than just supernatural powers. Perhaps it was because they were incomplete and only the ribs were left, causing the umbrellas to be less useful.
"Otherwise we go and capture it, and we will have to enter the stage sooner or later anyway!" Wang Cai thought for a while and said.
The wind on the stage became stronger and stronger, and even the expressions on the faces of the few messengers sitting underneath became sad unconsciously, just like the characters in the play.
But they saw a gray-white light flash before their eyes! They picked up something on the floor in front of the house and then disappeared!
"Is this also a ghost?!" A weak voice came from behind the seat.
Even Zhang Mengmeng, who was sitting in the front row, looked ugly. If we add this one to the list, there would be a lot of ghosts in this theater!
But the mission given by the post office will not be lifeless! She must think about where the life of this mission lies!
An idea flashed in her mind, and she thought of the thing that had been swept away by the gray light just now.
"Umbrella!" Zhang Mengmeng whispered.
When she looked at the remaining umbrellas, she also noticed that Lin Ruihai next to her had the same idea.
But fortunately there were quite a few left, so they didn't need to fight over it.
But how to get there has become a problem! They cannot leave their seats. Otherwise, they will suffer horrific supernatural attacks!
Ye Xi and Wang Cai, who had already received the umbrella, also opened the umbrella directly. For safety reasons, Ye Xi opened the ghost realm and took out two scapegoats at the same time.
Wang Cai took the doll and ghost candle from Ye Xi's hand, and took out the mourning clothes placed in the gold woven backpack.
He originally planned to wear this dress, but Ye Xi looked at it and shook his head, saying that this dress was not suitable for him.
The first clothes Wang Cai wore represented "mourning", while the clown suit represented "joy". The magician suit originally did not match Wang Cai, and forced driving would only lead to conflicts between evil and evil.
However, with the help of Ye Xi's authority, the king came back from the dead!
"You will have to control other types of clothes in the future, and the number of clothing types has reached the upper limit!"
Ye Xi reluctantly told Wang Cai this fact. He originally wanted to take off a few more clothes to give to Wang Cai.
It looks like the plan has been ruined...
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