When Shang Yan came to the blackboard, sure enough, the task of [Cewallow Opening] on the blackboard had been completed, and Shang Yan could receive the task reward.

Naturally, he clicked and received a skill tip and a cemetery architectural drawing.

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Graveyard Master Skill Library: Dead Camouflage [Mastery]

Dead Disguise [Mastery]: Your body will begin to become stiff, corpse spots, cold, and stop breathing.

Cemetery building drawings

【Building Name】: Holy Water Collector

[Building Effect]: Convert with a ratio of 10 points = 1 drop of yang energy.

【Building Conditions】: The drawings can only be used once

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"Uh..." To be honest, the mission reward I received this time really made Shang Yan feel that he didn't know what to say.

It's too exciting.

The Dead Disguise [Mastery] skill is to make oneself pretend to be dead, and it is also the kind of person who acts like a thief.

Put the architectural drawings of the cemetery that fell out of the blackboard next to it, Shang Yan walked to the bathroom mirror and started using the skill he had just obtained.

With the reflection of the mirror, Shang Yan saw that his skin began to turn a little blue, and purple-red spots could be seen everywhere in his body.

Through the mirror, you can clearly observe that your eye mask begins to become turbid, your lips are wrinkled a lot, and your hands and feet have all wrinkles that have been soaked in water for a long time.

"This is really dead." Shang Yan touched his stiff muscles and couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

I can definitely pretend to be a dead person during the Zhongyuan Festival.

Feeling that his nostrils and mouth were not breathing, but he didn't feel any lack of oxygen at all. Shang Yan canceled the disguise of the deceased, and his body immediately returned to normal in just a few seconds.

Although he didn't know what the use of this skill was and what it could come in, Shang Yan could only comfort himself, and he might be able to use it one day.

After walking out of the bathroom and holding the architectural drawing of the cemetery in his hand, Shang Yan began to study what this holy water collector was.

On the drawings, there is a colorful statue that looks exaggerated. A tauren and a horse-headed man are carrying a large glass bottle together.

The mouth of the glass bottle is tilted downward at an angle of 45 degrees, as if the holy water will flow out of the glass bottle.

And under the mouth of the bottle facing the glass bottle, there was a thin little ghost holding a sea bowl that was two or three times larger than his size, probably used to hold holy water.

This cemetery building looks like it is quite large. In addition, the statue is too conspicuous, and it can easily attract others' curiosity when placed outside the house, so Shang Yan decided to build it on the first floor of the old house.

He walked to the first floor with the architectural drawings of the cemetery. Liao Jin, the group of ghosts of Maoshan disciples, surrounded him without any work. They asked Shang Yan curiously, which made Shang Yan feel upset.

This made him think of building a ceiling for the backyard so that the sun could not shine on the cemetery, and these Maoshan disciples could work day and night in their respective positions.

But Shang Yan thought about it carefully and felt that this was inappropriate. Sunlight is something that all things in nature need. Even if it is a cemetery, it is definitely not advisable that the yin is strong and the yang is weak.

For example, Dongmu Town Cemetery is a direction facing north and south. It can be exposed to sunlight on sunny days. Instead of blocking the sun, Shangyan might as well think of a way to make these ghosts whose positions have been sealed by themselves have something to do in broad daylight.

"You guys, stay in the bathroom." Shang Yan said without hesitation.

"No, we have too many people, and the bathroom can't be squeezed in."

"It's nonsense. You are already ghosts now. All physical collisions and physical overlaps have nothing to do with you. Come and stay in the bathroom for a while." Shang Yan said extremely tough.

Although these Maoshan disciples ghosts were reluctant, they had to float into the bathroom one by one at Shang Yan's request.

Shang Yan walked up to close the door, and then stuck the peace talisman on the door and the wall, so that the ghost of Maoshan disciples inside could not come out for the time being.

If you are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of if you want. Shang Yan did not want other existences other than himself to know about the magical effect of the cemetery architectural drawings that would suddenly turn into something.

People can’t do it, and ghosts can’t do it either.

When all the ghosts of Maoshan disciples were sent away by him, Shang Yan picked up an open space on the first floor and used the architectural drawings of the cemetery in his hand.

In an instant, the statue on the drawing appeared lifelike in front of Shang Yan.

This is a statue that is more than two meters tall and cannot be seen wide. The Taurus and the Horse-headed Man carrying the glass bottle are directly deemed to be the Niu-headed Horse Face. After all, this kind of cow and horse combination is rare, and it is the closest to the Niu-headed Horse Face.

The big glass bottle they carried on their shoulders was inlaid with colorful glass stones, and even without direct sunlight, it emitted a dazzling luster.

The little ghost holding the sea bowl is also very interesting. He is a small body and is wearing a ragged cloth. Although his face is hideous and ugly, it is inexplicably funny to look at it.

"The shape of this holy water collector is like a work of art. Where can I operate it?" Shang Yan touched his chin and began to circle the statue.

After a while, he discovered the relevant problem, and saw that there were two numbers 60 and 0 on the clothes behind the cow head and horse.

It just fits the situation where the yang energy value of the cemetery is 60 and there is no drop of the holy water.

Shang Yan reached out and patted the 0 behind the horse's face. Suddenly, the glass bottle was bright and colorful. A drop of golden water flowed out of the glass bottle and dripped along the edge of the bottle's mouth into the sea bowl directly below.

The sound of the Holy Water Falling Bowl is extremely loud, like a wind chime whistling, crisp and pleasant.

The numbers behind the bullhead and horse face became 50 and 1.

"A drop of holy water actually costs 10 yang energy. I have done so many tasks before, and all the yang energy rewards combined are not enough to produce a milliliter." Shang Yan squatted next to the sea bowl, staring at the drop of golden holy water in the bowl.

Although I don’t know what the effect of this holy water has, since it is produced by the cemetery building, it will definitely not go anywhere garbage.

Shang Yan walked to the bathroom, tore off the peace talisman on the wall and on the door panel, and then opened the door to notify the ghost of Maoshan disciples inside.

"What are you doing? It's so mysterious."

"That's right, the bathroom is too boring. I suggest changing it to the kitchen next time."

"Wow! What's this thing? I haven't had it before." Liao Jin looked at the holy water collector in surprise and asked Shang Yan quickly: "What did you do when we were in the bathroom?"
Chapter completed!