Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

"You said this magic stick has a curse? Do you know this thing?"

Jiang Yan's dark eyes looked at Xiao Wen, wondering why he made such a judgment.

"I haven't seen this thing before, but it's easy to judge. It's impossible for a supernatural item to shine like this, and you have to shout out that stupid spell when using it." Xiao Wen calmly gave his opinion.

"It's true what you said." Jiang Yan nodded slightly, and his pale and stiff hands rubbed the magic stick inside the gold bag.

The feedback was very vague, as if some features were deliberately hidden.

Now he is more certain that this magic stick was tampered with by O'Dou Man, and its original appearance was covered up in some way.

Since it was tampered with, if he really used the magic stick according to the method given by Chen Li, the result might be the same as when he used Qiu Hao's red umbrella.

"You said you can remove the curse on it, is this true?" He looked at Xiao Wen, with some expectations for this confident young man.

"I can try, but I can't guarantee that it can be removed. After all, the curse on it is likely set by a warrior-level member of Otman." Xiao Wen didn't dare to say it for sure.

"Well."

Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, and did not rush Xiao Wen to remove the curse. Instead, he looked at him quietly, his dark eyes flickering slightly.

He didn't quite believe that Xiao Wen would take the initiative to help him remove the curse. After all, doing such a thing must pay a certain price.

"Just tell me what you want. As long as the curse can be removed, all conditions are negotiable." Jiang Yan said directly.

"As expected of the person in charge of Dachuan City, you are so cautious." Xiao Wen smiled, "But you are overthinking this time. I really don't have any requirements. If I have to say it, I want to make friends with you."

"Make friends?"

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at him with a strange look, and then shook his head,

"In the supernatural world, the relationship between friends is very unreliable. If you just want to seek shelter, just report my name in Dachuan City."

Due to the influence of the resurrection of evil spirits, the ghost controllers will become more and more cold-blooded, and the feelings of being a human will gradually disappear. In this case, what friends can be talked about?

This Xiao Wen just wants to establish some kind of connection with him. Jiang Yan does not reject this. After all, he is still alone in Dachuan City.

"That's not bad. I feel a lot more at ease with you protecting me. Then I will call you Brother Jiang from now on!" Xiao Wen's face flashed a trace of disappointment, but he immediately showed a kind smile.

"Then try to remove the curse on it." Jiang Yan said as he handed over the gold bag. He didn't dare to touch the magic stick directly, so he didn't open it.

"Okay." Xiao Wen nodded, took the gold bag, opened the bag neatly, and looked inside the bag with sharp eyes.

Sure enough, there was a golden stick inside, which was worthy of being called the magic stick.

He took out the magic stick and held it in his hand, but the powerful halo did not appear, indicating that he had not yet reached the conditions to trigger the magic stick.

"Brother Jiang, stay away, I'm afraid it will affect you." Xiao Wen's expression suddenly became serious.

Jiang Yan nodded, stepped back cautiously, and stared at Xiao Wen's operation with his dark eyes.

After seeing him far away, Xiao Wen took out a somewhat worn rag.

The rag was dirty and worn, exuding a strong corpse odor, and the surrounding space was dim, looking extremely weird.

After taking out the rag, Xiao Wen suddenly became more serious and carefully wiped the magic stick with the rag.

This action was extremely simple, but after being wiped by the rag, a piece of the light of the magic stick was wiped off.

But after doing all this, Xiao Wen's expression suddenly became a little haggard.

He did not dare to delay and continued to wipe it with the rag for a few times. The light of the magic stick was completely wiped off, and its original appearance was revealed.

"This is..."

All the ghost fighters present couldn't help but widen their eyes and looked at the restored magic stick in surprise.

In Xiao Wen's hand, the golden magic stick has now turned into a 30-centimeter-long bone.

This white bone is still very fresh, and there is still some blood foam on it, as if it was peeled off alive.

But it is obviously not an ordinary bone. This bone exudes an extremely fishy smell. The moment it appears, the evil spirits in the bodies of all the ghost fighters present are restless.

"It's actually a bone. Is it a tibia?" Shi Hui began to speculate.

"It doesn't look like it. The cross section of this bone is triangular. It looks more like a spine."

"Spine? Are you kidding? How can there be such a long spine?"

They all started to discuss, but in the end, no conclusion was reached.

"Let me see."

Jiang Yan took the bone and looked at it carefully.

It looked a bit scary just now from such a distance, and now holding it in his hand, this sense of horror rose sharply.

The bone was a hideous red and white, heavy and unusual, emitting a pungent fishy smell.

Holding it in his hand, Jiang Yan felt that the two evil spirits in his body began to get agitated, and the black blood on his face that had faded came out again.

"This feeling of agitation is very similar to when I heard the wail of the ghost mother."

Holding back this agitation, he looked at the bone carefully.

As they discussed before, the cross section of this bone is triangular, with a cone hole and spinous process, and it looks like a section of the spine.

It is hard to imagine what kind of creature would have such a spine, but it is certain that this section of the spine does not belong to humans.

"The curse has been lifted, so the method of use must be different from what Chen Li gave." Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but frowned.

But he already had a rough guess in his heart, and began to use his old method.

Without hesitation, the dim ghost cave immediately covered the blood bone.

"Boom!"

Instantly, a violent explosion came from Jiang Yan's mind. No, if you listen carefully, it is not an explosion, but more like the roar of a fierce ghost.

This roar was extremely overbearing, and the muscles and bones of his whole body could not help but vibrate.

After the roar ended, the thick blood-red light spread with the bone as the center, and in an instant it reached a diameter of about three meters, covering Jiang Yan.

This red light field seems to be a ghost cave, similar to the aperture that appears when the members of Ottoman use it, and its function should also be to completely isolate the external spirits.

Maybe there is a difference, but Jiang Yan has no time to try, because every second the red light field lasts, he feels that his vitality is lost a little.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yan immediately retracted the ghost cave, and the blood bone returned to normal.

After doing all this, he had a few more white hairs on his head and looked a lot more tired.

He didn't expect that just a few seconds would have such a big impact on him.

He took a deep look at the blood bone and carefully put it back into the gold bag...