Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

After deciding to use Minghui Building as a base, Jiang Yan used the ghost cave to move the basement of the villa in the west industrial zone directly to the bottom of Minghui Building.

Facing the supernatural events in his ghost cave, Jiang Yan could easily sense them, and it would only take a moment to go to rescue.

But now he is conducting an experiment, so he has no time to care about those supernatural events for the time being.

And he can't have to deal with all the supernatural events himself, right? Otherwise, what's the point of keeping a group of ghost masters under his command.

Moreover, if he can't even deal with the sporadic supernatural events now, the consequences will be unimaginable when the ghost tide comes.

In the dark basement, Jiang Yan held the Black Blood Sword, and his scarlet eyes stared at the tip of the Black Blood Sword.

Due to the long-term cultivation in the black coffin, most of the ghost cave absorbed by the Black Blood Sword turned into black blood, and the concentration of black blood was also improved.

But there is still a part of the power that is saturated, and a small amount of black smoke gradually dissipates at the tip of the sword.

These black smokes are also the upper limit of the Black Blood Slash that Jiang Yan can use. The so-called Black Blood Slash is nothing more than releasing the excess power of the Black Blood Sword.

However, the Black Blood Slash formed by these black smokes is nothing compared to the Black Coffin Ghost in Dajing City.

The black smoke slowly rose from the tip of the sword, but soon dissipated into nothingness. It not only spread in the air, but also disappeared directly out of thin air.

In the basement, in addition to Jiang Yan, Liu Ming was also watching.

He stared at the Black Blood Sword for a moment and couldn't help feeling a little shocked:

"I didn't expect the Black Blood Sword to become like this..."

Liu Ming is also one of the insiders of the Black Blood Sword, and he and Jiang Yan escaped from Gongyue Village together.

It can be said that Liu Ming is now one of Jiang Yan's most trusted people. Jiang Yan once suspected that Liu Ming might also be an undercover agent of the Black Blood Alliance.

After all, the black-hatted man who entered Gongyue Village with him was a member of the Black Blood Alliance, and he also attacked the supernatural warehouse, disrupting Huang Yuan's plan and causing the fog to spread to the world.

Liu Ming was also in Gongyue Village at the time, so he was naturally suspected.

But from Huang Yuan's explanation, Liu Ming's mission to Gongyue Village was arranged by him, not proposed by Liu Ming himself.

In other words, it was almost accidental that Liu Ming entered Gongyue Village with him, which also ruled out the possibility that Liu Ming was a member of the Black Blood Alliance.

Jiang Yan glanced at Liu Ming and found that he was more daunted than eager after seeing the Black Blood Sword, which made him feel relieved.

"Try it first, these black smoke can be preserved without a carrier."

Jiang Yan said, and took out a test tube made of gold. After opening it, he placed the test tube near the tip of the Black Blood Sword.

The small wisp of black smoke gradually spread to the inside of the test tube. When it was almost filled, Jiang Yan quickly closed the test tube.

Then there was a period of waiting.

About three minutes later, Jiang Yan opened the test tube and looked inside.

However, the test tube was indeed empty, with no black smoke at all.

"Even gold can't trap these black smoke?" Liu Ming's pale face showed a trace of surprise.

After all, using gold to bind the spirits is an eternal law for ghost tamers, but this law is invalid in front of these black smoke.

Even if it is just ordinary black smoke, it is impossible to completely disappear in a sealed test tube.

Jiang Yan's eyes moved slightly. He knew that black blood should not be an ordinary substance. Now the concentration of these black smoke is too low and very unstable. It will soon disappear in the space.

"It seems that we still have to use a carrier."

In order to preserve the black smoke, we have to use the property of black smoke that can corrode the spirits, so that the black smoke can temporarily stay in the spirits.

After speaking, he extended the gold test tube to Liu Ming.

Liu Ming naturally understood what he meant, and quickly took the test tube, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing his pale right hand with dense holes, and pointed it at the mouth of the test tube.

Soon, thick dark red blood flowed out of the holes in Liu Ming's arm, and then slowly dripped into the test tube. When the blood was half filled, he returned the test tube to Jiang Yan.

Then Jiang Yan repeated the previous steps, introduced the black smoke into the test tube again, covered the lid, and shook it well.

After a minute, the test tube was opened again.

As soon as the test tube was opened, a strong smell of blood spread, accompanied by a small wisp of black smoke.

Jiang Yan looked inside the test tube and found that the black smoke was still eroding the ghost blood. He smiled slightly when he saw it.

Success, this way the black smoke can be temporarily preserved.

However, in the process of erosion, the black smoke will inevitably be consumed. Maybe after ten minutes, the black smoke will be gone.

"ThingsWithout further ado, let's find someone to try it out first." Liu Ming suggested.

Jiang Yan nodded, and then seemed to sense something, a faint yellow light flashed, and then disappeared on the spot.

He wanted to try whether this special black smoke potion could increase the success rate of controlling evil spirits...

Outside the community shrouded by the black smoke ghost den, the source ghost had almost killed everyone in the community. Lin Qiao and others quickly realized the danger and prepared to evacuate the people.

When the onlookers saw the ghost controllers come out, they quickly became excited. The relatives of the victims hurried forward to ask, and the bloggers who were watching the excitement took pictures of them one after another, and some admirers rushed up to ask for autographs.

But in the face of the enthusiasm of the citizens, Lin Qiao still had a cold expression, and his somewhat numb eyes stared at Ling Yi in the crowd.

"How naive, do you think evil spirits are so easy to control? "He taunted mercilessly.

Faced with Lin Qiao's ridicule, Ling Yi's companions were already afraid to move away from him. After all, they didn't want to anger the ghost rider.

Although Ling Yi was also a little scared, he still said with a firm look:

"How do you know if you don't try? How do you know I can't do it? The success of controlling is just a matter of probability. As long as enough people try, someone will succeed. "

Hearing this, Lin Qiao couldn't help but sneer. Controlling evil ghosts is an extremely painful memory for them, the ghost riders, but now it has become a popular life for these ignorant young people.

You think the so-called special abilities are powerful, but you won't understand the pain if you haven't tried it.

"Humph, it's hard to persuade a ghost who wants to die with good words. Then you can try, but you will definitely regret it. "Lin Qiao said coldly, and then turned to the citizens behind the cordon and shouted,

"This supernatural event is almost out of control. The ghost den is about to move. If you don't want to die, leave here quickly! "

As soon as these words came out, the people outside the cordon suddenly fell into panic, no longer caring to join in the fun, and fled in all directions.

And Ling Yi still stood outside the cordon, looking solemnly at the black smoke that was about to cover the area.

"Let's go, it will be too late if we don't leave now! "The companion beside him pulled his arm and urged nervously.

But Ling Yi still stood there. He glanced at the black smoke not far away, and then looked at Lin Qiao, as if he was hesitating.

The black smoke was spreading, and the rotten and cold breath was spreading. Even the ghost masters felt bad and retreated.

Ling Yi's companions saw that the ghost masters had retreated, so they no longer cared about Ling Yi and left first, leaving Ling Yi standing there stubbornly.

Lin Qiao spat at this, walked back a little impatiently, and said in a cold tone:

"Boy, the evil ghost is not a magic stick that can turn into Superman. Go quickly. Even we ghost masters have to escape. How dare you enter the black smoke?"

"Even if you want to control the evil ghost, you can't be so reckless. You go and sign up with our superiors, maybe you can get the opportunity to control the evil ghost. This method is definitely safer. "

Although Lin Qiao was indifferent on the surface, he couldn't help but feel a little compassion for such a silly boy.

"That's all I have to say. I don't save people for free. If you want to die, I won't stop you." Lin Qiao said, then turned and left without looking back.

Ling Yi was still staring at the black smoke in a daze. After listening to Lin Qiao's words, he couldn't help but waver in his heart.

Yes, even these ghost riders were in a hurry to escape. For a mortal like him, what's the difference between going in and seeking death?

Until the black smoke expanded in front of Ling Yi, his blood suddenly cooled down. Looking at the gradually approaching figures in the black smoke, fear and instinct drove him to flee.

Just then, a dim light flashed, and a tall man in a black robe instantly appeared in front of the black smoke:

"Who said you want to control evil spirits?"