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The sound of Chinese opera, full of bewitching power.

One ghost after another, appearing from who knows where, numb and stiff, walking towards the source of the sound.

If not for the bizarre wooden chair in his hand, he would probably share the same fate as these ghosts, undoubtedly!

Vigilantly heading towards the city gate, he could vaguely see, on the familiar stage, a figure in opera costume, gender indistinguishable, singing opera.

Below, ghosts either sitting or standing, watching numbly.

What made Wang Ye even more horrified was, at this time on the stage, there were two more drummers, beating rhythmic drumbeats, coordinating with the opera, even more moving!

This ghost...

Has its strength increased?

Or is it, the complete version of it, has a whole team?

With flickering eyes, Wang Ye swiftly moved away, finally arriving at the city gate.

But his footsteps suddenly stopped.

A ghost in mourning clothes was just kneeling there at the city gate, holding a fire basin, with burning spirit money continuously in the basin, the ghost was crying silently.

This was also the one he had encountered in the Wasteland last time!

And he had snatched three spirit money from it!

Despite Wang Ye's current strength being countless times greater than before, listening to the crying of this ghost, his spirit still shook continuously, blood slowly flowed out of his ears.

Damn!

Wang Ye couldn't help but curse silently, discovering that the ghost's eyes had been on him all along, or rather, his pocket where he kept the spirit money!

He was at a huge disadvantage!

Gritting his teeth, Wang Ye took out three intact spirit money, exerting strength to throw them into the fire basin from afar.

The body of the mourning ghost trembled lightly, raised its head, took a look at the wooden chair in Wang Ye's hand, lowered its head again, and continued crying without making a sound.

The crying grew louder and louder.

Even faintly overwhelming the sound of opera from the nearby streets.

Even with the protection of the wooden chair, Wang Ye still had a splitting headache, blood also started to flow nonstop from his nostrils.

Damn it!

At this moment, Wang Ye suddenly understood the meaning of this crying funeral ghost, gritting his teeth, he took out another three spirit money and threw them into the fire basin.

The funeral ghost looked at the wooden chair with apprehension in its eyes, the kneeling body finally tilted slightly, leaving a space for one person to pass through.

Wang Ye, who usually fleeces others, suffered a setback for the first time, being slaughtered by a ghost.

Carrying the chair cautiously, he walked to the city gate, looking at the crying funeral ghost up close, a cold glint flashed in Wang Ye's eyes.

I'm betting you're afraid of this chair!

Finally, Wang Ye took a deep breath, swung the wooden chair and smashed it heavily on the back of the crying funeral ghost.

A loud bang, the crying of the funeral ghost disappeared temporarily at this moment, its body trembled slightly, while the wooden chair remained undamaged.

It's working!

Wang Ye's eyes lit up, grinning as he swung the wooden chair again, smashing it on its body.

Another loud bang, almost spreading throughout the entire Salvage City.

The wooden chair peeled off a little wood shavings, faintly.

Wang Ye looked at it heartachely, suddenly grabbed the fire basin on the ground, turned around and ran away.

In the basin, a green flame suddenly rose, but the temperature bizarrely decreased.

Wang Ye's hand grabbing the fire basin was almost instantly covered in frost, even his blood seemed to be freezing.

Damn it!

Wang Ye was filled with unwillingness, threw the fire basin on the ground, looking at the temporarily dizzy crying funeral ghost, surveying repeatedly.

Finally, with a look of madness on his face, while it was still dazed and had not fully recovered, he swung the wooden chair, hitting it continuously three times, the recoil made Wang Ye's arms almost completely numb, blood flowing nonstop from the tiger's mouth position of his palms.

Forcibly enduring the pain brought by the recoil shocks, Wang Ye gritted his teeth, continuously trying to take off the mourning clothes of this crying funeral ghost.

But the mourning clothes seemed to stick on its body like human skin, tightly attached.

Seeing that the crying funeral ghost could regain consciousness at any time, Wang Ye could only settle for second best, pulling off its mourning hat, grabbing it in his hand, and quickly retreating, disappearing into the ghost fog in the blink of an eye.

After about ten or so seconds, the crying funeral ghost regained consciousness, discovering its mourning hat was missing, its crying now contained thick anger.

But Wang Ye's figure could no longer be seen.

Following the position in his memory, Wang Ye found the post van, got in, and leaned on the seat gasping for breath.

His right arm was almost paralyzed due to the recoil shocks, his left arm was also frozen numb by the fire basin.

But all of this was worth it for the gains.

The energy transmitted from this mourning hat was too powerful.

Wang Ye didn't even dare to casually try wearing it, maybe...he could trick Mao Yong'an to try it on when he gets back.

Turning the key, starting the post van, but bizarrely the van remained quiet.

No matter how much he stepped on the accelerator, the engine did not make any sound, as if broken.

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, seeming to realize something. He looked at the wooden chair on the passenger seat. He tried taking the chair out of the van, then the van could start...

Damn, I thought you were so fierce.

Wang Ye couldn't help but swear, but was even more delighted.

This meant the wooden chair was even more powerful than he had imagined. This Wasteland trip was an exceptional profit.

You won't run, I'll damn well walk back!

Wang Ye kept appraising between the post van and the wooden chair.

Without the van, the journey back would definitely be much longer, full of danger.

But...

The post-midnight Salvage City was so dangerous, he had killed his way out relying on this wooden chair, the outer periphery of the Wasteland was nothing!

Wang Ye decisively got out of the van, didn't even glance at it again, enduring the pain in his body, grabbing the wooden chair, he headed towards Shangjing City on foot.

He absolutely could not lose this wooden chair!

The lonely abandoned post van's engine roared twice, then automatically drove into the void.

Wang Ye walked alone in the Wasteland, left hand holding the wooden chair, right hand holding the mourning hat.

Shangjing City, Xingfu Community.

The flowerbed downstairs of Wang Ye's building, the soil churned.

The usually bustling community was bizarrely quiet now, no pedestrians walking inside the community.

Even the playing children who were usually here were gone without a trace.

Wang Ye's home was on the 6th floor. Right now on the 6th floor, all eight households, eight windows, other than the one next to Wang Ye's, pairs of gloomy eyes peered at downstairs through the windows.

The energy fluctuations in the air of the community grew increasingly dense, almost causing an energy tide.

Across from the community, at a dumpling stall, a rural old man was cooking dumplings, exuding a simple and honest feeling. A middle-aged woman busily worked around him. A boy and a girl, the children, sat not far away playing on their phones.

Several refined-looking youths sat at the stall eating the meat dumplings, completely unconcerned.

At the deepest part of the stall, a burly, bearded man, with cold and ominous eyes, faintly emitting a murderous aura.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on this seemingly ordinary community.

And the energy fluctuations within the community grew increasingly strong.

The sky gradually turned gloomy.

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