Chapter 126 The Melodica
Chapter 126 The Melodica
He quickly wrote down the details of the transaction he had just come up with.
This time, he did not make any changes.
He then took out a white cloth strip and a red ghost candle from his bag.
"This Death Banner hasn't even been used yet, and it already needs to be traded away," Sun Rui thought to himself.
Of course, he wasn't too distressed.
As the owner of Tiandi Qianzhuang, signing long-term certificates was inherently advantageous.
It's important to understand that even with long-term agreements signed in Taiping Ancient Town, they still have to fulfill a long-term commitment.
Of course, the agreement was very simple: it was about that ghost street.
The ghost tamer of Taiping Ancient Town needs to ensure that the ghost street operates normally.
In Ghost Street, you need ghost money to buy anything.
"It seems that a virtuous cycle was considered when the agreement was signed," Sun Rui guessed. "Now that times have changed, it's time to change the old rules."
Just as he was canceling the certificate, inside an ancestral hall in Taiping Ancient Town.
An elderly man with a face full of wrinkles opened his eyes.
One of his eyes was normal, but the other was grayish-white, which looked somewhat eerie.
"Hmm...it seems like something has changed," the old man muttered to himself.
He then quickly got up, walked out of the ancestral hall, and came to the only ferry crossing in Taiping Ancient Town.
"Strange... The ferry crossing is normal, so what happened?" the old man wondered.
At that moment, a person with no facial features walked up to him.
"You felt it too?" the old man asked.
The faceless man nodded, and then he made a few more hand gestures.
"You mean the Heaven and Earth Bank is in trouble?"
The faceless man nodded again.
"It seems that Taiping Ancient Town may no longer be peaceful," the old man sighed.
He naturally realized that the Heaven and Earth Bank had changed owners.
The two said nothing more and disappeared from the spot.
Inside the Tiandi Money Exchange, Sun Rui looked at a worn-out harmonica on the counter.
The metal sheet covering the harmonica was rusted beyond recognition.
Moreover, the inside of the harmonica was stuffed with hair, making it impossible to play.
"Is this the supernatural item I obtained through this transaction?" Sun Rui asked.
His previous transaction was simple: he directly traded the melodica while having Tiandi Qianzhuang offset all the melodica's negative effects.
Why write it this way?
Of course, it's because as the owner of the Heaven and Earth Bank, he knows what supernatural items and evil spirits are inside.
Although most vengeful ghosts are unaware of the patterns of their killings, and are also unclear about how to use supernatural items.
However, there are still many detailed records within it.
And this harmonica is one of them.
The user can control the person who hears the harmonica by playing it.
Of course, its negative effects are also terrifying. Once it is played, it cannot be stopped, otherwise the user will be attacked by the evil spirit inside the harmonica until death.
Moreover, playing this organ requires the use of supernatural powers.
Sun Rui's goal was simple: to use the rules of the Heaven and Earth Bank to restrict this vengeful ghost in the long term, preventing it from attacking him.
In this way, he wouldn't need to keep playing the organ to control his clones.
Even if it stops, it can still restrain that vengeful ghost.
Of course, this is an incomplete restriction, which is why Sun Rui was able to gain some benefits from it.
"So, I guess I've ended up taking advantage of a vengeful ghost instead of the sheep I was trying to fleece?" Sun Rui laughed.
Without hesitation, he immediately used the ghostly haze to create an ordinary human clone.
This clone had no consciousness and stood there somewhat blankly.
He then picked up the harmonica from the counter and put it to his lips.
"As expected, it won't make a sound; I'll have to resort to supernatural powers," Sun Rui thought to himself.
He just tried it briefly, and regular blowing didn't work.
Soon, he used the supernatural power of the ghostly haze to try it out.
Sun Rui gently blew, and grayish-white mist emerged from the other side of the harmonica.
At the same time, a strange sound echoed throughout the lobby, as if someone was deliberately scratching a piece of metal with their fingernail.
But upon closer listening, it sounds like the sound of sawing something.
What's even stranger is that Sun Rui only played in one position, but the sound kept changing.
It was as if the person playing the instrument was not Sun Rui, but a vengeful ghost.
At that moment, the supernatural clone standing opposite suddenly opened its eyes.
"Is this what it feels like to see yourself? How strange," said Sun Rui, who was standing opposite him.
At that moment, the sound of the harmonica abruptly stopped.
"Good, just as expected, we can continue to control it, and the vengeful ghost has also been successfully restrained." The two Sun Ruis said at the same time.
They are still getting used to suddenly having two bodies.
"This perspective is so strange, so eerie," Sun Rui said.
He can now see two images at the same time, and he can feel a kind of cold, eerie atmosphere in his mind.
Both Sun Ruis raised their hands and legs, trying to take a few steps.
Both Sun Ruis were unusually in sync.
"This must be the supernatural power of that vengeful ghost. We need to get used to it a bit more," Sun Rui said.
It took about 10 minutes to get used to it.
He discovered that as long as he focused his attention on one body, he would not be distracted by the other.
"Now we need to make this body control the vengeful spirit," Sun Rui said.
This matter is relatively simple; there are many vengeful ghosts that have not yet revived being suppressed within the Heaven and Earth Money House.
The only challenge is to enable this clone to wield even more terrifying supernatural power.
This requires finding a balance.
Just as Sun Rui was pondering, he suddenly noticed something staring at him from somewhere in the lobby.
Immediately, both Sun Ruis turned to look at that corner.
In the corner, a dark figure crouched, staring at him with venomous resentment.
The dark figure's mouth was sewn shut.
"So this is the vengeful ghost inside the harmonica," Sun Rui thought to himself.
He could sense that the Heavenly Bank was the one that was restraining the vengeful ghost.
Otherwise, he would have been attacked countless times just now.
Sun Rui walked around the lobby and noticed that the vengeful ghost was just staring at him without making any move or getting any closer.
It seems that the method he just thought of is feasible.
"Alright, now it's time to choose a vengeful spirit to control," Sun Rui said.
Sun Rui disappeared into the lobby through the door next to the counter, while the ghost just stared at the door without making any move.
Meanwhile, in Changlin Ancient Town.
"Finally here. I didn't expect it to take me so long." Liu San opened the car door and got out.
"There really was a paranormal event here. I smelled that awful odor as soon as I arrived."
Following his senses about the paper figure, Liu San headed towards the money shop.
Nothing dangerous happened along the way; the paranormal events here were not very dangerous.
However, he soon stopped walking.
"Come out. Now that we're here, why hide?" Liu San said.
"Hmph, Liu San, you ignored my previous warnings, so you can stay here with Sun Rui."
Liu San looked towards the source of the sound but did not find the ghost tamer.
There was a cell phone in the corner, which must have been left behind by the ghost tamer he had previously taught a lesson to.
"Since you all say you want me to stay, why are you all too afraid to come out? What does that mean? Don't tell me you're scared now that things have come to this," Liu San said.
"Don't worry, you won't be able to keep jumping around for long."
"Really? I'd like to see who in the entire paranormal community can beat me," Liu San said confidently.
Then a dozen or so paper figures came running from all directions.
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