The one-eyed old man stared at him: "You are no match for me."

But just after he finished speaking, the faceless man who had been silent all this time turned around. He stretched out his hand and stopped in front of the one-eyed old man. His attitude was self-evident.

Boss Liu smiled and said, "Look, he doesn't agree either."

"That's all."

The one-eyed old man looked at the ancient town in the distance that was gradually being submerged, his eyes a little dazed.

The place I have guarded all my life has become an obsession.

He was going to be swallowed up by the ghost lake today, which he couldn't accept. Let alone Yang Jian, he would dare to fight even if the King of Heaven came.

The outside world has nothing to do with him, but he just wants to protect this three-acre piece of land.

But this era can no longer tolerate him.

Even the two remaining residents of the ancient town want to oppose him.

After a long silence.

The one-eyed old man bent down and picked up the small paper boat, and then took out a match from his arms. The match seemed a little special, and it ignited with a light stroke on his finger.

The paper boat was burning, and thick smoke was rising.

He stretched out his hand and threw the paper boat into the distant air.

The smoke was billowing, and the smoke was so big that it was scary.

The paper boat burned out quickly, and then a huge wooden boat emerged from the thick smoke. It was like a supernatural being was released and a phantom came true. Finally, the huge wooden boat crashed onto the lake with a loud bang, splashing

A wave of waves.

"The younger generation can't use the paper boats, so I'll just help them. I hope the situation in Ghost Lake can get better," said the one-eyed old man.

After finishing this, he squatted down, looked at the washerwoman's body in silence, and threw the unburned match on it.

The cold, damp corpse was ignited in an instant, and a raging fire broke out.

"Ahem, why are you burning the corpse here?" Boss Liu waved his hand and spread his fingers slightly.

On the small wooden boat, the distance was changed. The boat was obviously several meters long, but he forcefully stretched it to several hundred meters long. Although the bodies were burning, they did not interfere with them and did not cause any fire.

The washerwoman's body was gradually charred black in the firelight, and her clothes were quickly reduced to ashes. At the same time, shrill screams could be heard in the flames.

Each piece of clothing seems to contain a ghost, making people's hair stand on end.

But this fire is very strange and can burn supernatural beings. It is even more terrifying than the will-o'-the-wisp controlled by Li Jun.

Or perhaps, this fire has a deep connection with the will-o'-the-wisp.

But none of that matters right now.

After the body of the washerwoman and the strange clothes on her body were burned, as the fire gradually dissipated, the thick smoke also quickly disappeared.

Among the ashes, the one-eyed old man reached out and touched it.

There is only one last piece of clothing left.

This piece of clothing cannot be burned anymore. It has a weird human face, a twisted body, and a blackened torso mark. It seems like there are multiple ghosts living on it, and it is extremely dangerous.

"This is the last piece of clothing sewn in Taiping Town. It is also the best work, better than that shroud." The one-eyed old man shook the ashes on it and looked at this left-behind work with something in his eyes.

The color of remembrance.

Taiping Town Tailor Shop is gone today.

Boss Liu whispered: "What are your plans for this dress?"

"Of course it is reserved for people in Taiping Town and cannot be given to outsiders," the one-eyed old man said.

"There is no one left in Taiping Town, and the remaining one also died in the lake." Boss Liu said.

The one-eyed old man said: "Then find a way to pull her up from the lake. If our older generation is gone, we will be gone. The younger generation cannot all die. No matter what, one must be left behind."

"What can you do?" Boss Liu said.

The one-eyed old man didn't speak. He held the clothes and looked at the cold lake that was not calm.

now.

Yang Jian had already sunk into the ghost lake. His ghost eyes peered into the cold and dark lake water, taking in everything around him.

Although the ghost lake is scary, it has no impact on him, who has stolen part of the ghost lake's supernatural power.

As long as Guihu doesn't retrieve that part of the puzzle, Yang Jian will have the ability to act in Guihu.

But the action is also very dangerous.

Only a moment passed.

Yang Jian felt that the water around him was changing. He vaguely saw a strange figure wandering around. This figure was a bit difficult to catch, because it was a ghost, a ghost completely formed by lake water. Sometimes it condensed, and sometimes it

Dissipate and become one with the lake.

"The ghost is looking for me."

Yang Jian touched the ghost ring in his hand.

Obviously, this supernatural item worked.

The ghost in the ghost lake knows that he is here, but he cannot pinpoint his exact location.

This is because there are other corpses nearby. Those corpses are not the corpses of ordinary people, but also ghosts, but now they are suppressed by the ghost lake and have no movement.

"Sure enough, ghosts can be counted as a number of people, but if ghosts are counted as one person, the interference will not be as effective as imagined." Yang Jian did not dare to make any unnecessary moves.

The wet black hair is just beside the ears, the back of the head, and the top of the head is shaking.

The ghost is around, searching for you.
Chapter completed!