Mysterious recovery

Soon, a third figure appeared, and that person slowly got off the ghost bus.

This is also an old man, this old man is wearing a retro long gown, his face is full of wrinkles, his dark brown skin has terrible corpse spots, and his eyes are empty and numb.

"Ghost post office, Luo Wensong? As the manager of the post office, this guy shouldn't be able to get out of the ghost post office. He actually came, and he appeared on the bus." Yang Jian's face changed slightly, but he quickly understood come over.

In order to kill him in this world, all kinds of unreasonable situations will appear, the obtained ghost eyes will be shattered, and people who can't get out of the ghost post office can also appear, maybe even the tall male corpse who died in the Caesar Hotel. It is possible to be resurrected.

"Just the four of you?" Yang Jian took a deep breath, still full of vigilance.

What he cares most about is not Luo Qian, the owner of the cemetery, but Luo Wensong of the ghost post office.

This guy is not in the state of being dismembered after death, but in the heyday, the ghosts on his body are all mortal killing rules. Once the superposition is triggered, it can kill people directly, and even make you unable to restart it.

"Do you think our four old things are not enough to send you on your way?" Luo Wensong said, his voice was weird, like a dead person.

Subsequently.

The nearby streets, windows, and even the manhole cover of the sewer were shaking violently. It was clearly only 02:30 in the afternoon, but the surrounding light became dim at this moment, as if a lamp was about to go out.

"I don't think so."

Yang Jian's face was as usual, but his heart became tense, and he thought to himself: "Meng Xiaodong's surrogate doll, puppet doll, and infinite invasion can protect teammates and provide cover, and Luo Qian's grave can be buried. Terrible supernatural, Luo Wensong can instantly superimpose and trigger the law of mortal killing, if these three people work together, they are almost invulnerable, not to mention there is an old Qin who can predict the future and command actions."

"Sealing the past, burying the present, and predicting the future, any of these old things can kill me."

"I also feel that it's a little bit worse, and I don't want to reverse the past and change the future, so I invited another person." Old Qin's face twitched, revealing a cold smile.

next moment.

The fourth figure got off the bus again.

The old man was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit and black cloth shoes. Although his face was equally old and wrinkled, his posture was exceptionally upright. His whole body revealed a majesty that made people feel palpitations and suffocation, as if no matter how strange the supernatural power was. There are no storms in front of him.

With the appearance of the old man, Meng Xiaodong, Luo Qian, Luo Wensong and even Elder Qin all actively moved out of the way.

It seems that he is the backbone.

"The old man in the ghost house...Zhang Dong?" At this moment, Yang Jian's face was no longer solemn, but rather ugly.

He has experienced the mission of delivering letters in the ghost post office, and he is very aware of the horror of the old man in the ghost house.

Because this guy can erase ghosts and make ghosts fall into a deep sleep, so he can be said to be the master of all ghosts.

"The four top ghost masters from the Republic of China gathered together, plus Mr. Qin, this team really thinks highly of me." Yang Jian had already begun to doubt whether the ghost boy could stand it now.

Look at the bus again.

It seemed that no one got off the dimly lit bus anymore.

It seems that Sister Hong, Li Qingzhi from the Caesar Hotel, and the owner of the traditional Chinese medicine shop should not show up.

"People who shouldn't exist should disappear from this world." The old man named Zhang Dong spoke at this moment, and then moved his palm slightly.

At this moment, Yang Jian sensed the terrible danger, and without any hesitation, he directly entered the seventh-level ghost realm.

He entered the restart ahead of time to avoid the coming spiritual attack.

"I knew that this young man was too vigilant, and hid himself in the past as soon as he started, which made it difficult for me." Luo Qian's dark eyes rolled slightly.He didn't make a move, his presence was just a deterrent.

Luo Wensong, the manager of the ghost post office, also said nothing, but all the doors and windows near Yang Jian have opened a gap at this moment, just waiting for Yang Jian to come out of the restart.

The superimposed death attack and the buried spiritual grave are ready to go, and showing up in this case is tantamount to suicide.

Fortunately, Yang Jian won a hand against Meng Xiaodong before, breaking through the previous blockade, so the restart itself was not threatened.

But at this moment, Meng Xiaodong didn't need to make a move.

Because at this moment Zhang Dong appeared.

The old palm was raised, as if wiping ashes to wipe away the dirt in front of him.

An indescribably terrifying ghost affects the surroundings.

"Not good." Yang Jian's eyes widened. Could it be impossible to avoid this kind of attack even if he entered the seventh-level ghost domain?

The red light on his body disappeared in an instant, and then the ghost eyes on his body disappeared one by one, and finally only one ghost eye remained, as if he had returned to the time when he had just controlled the ghost eye, and the only ghost eye left Also fell into a deep sleep, unable to even open it.

In addition, the scorched ghost hand also returned to its original state, with no traces of scorching, but it looked a little pale, and the burning will-o'-the-wisp went out in an instant, leaving only a wisp of inconspicuous sparks, waiting for the ashes to rekindle. time.

Even the ghost shadow lost the ability to act, and fell silent on the spot.

Without the spiritual support of the ghost shadow, although Yang Jian's consciousness is still there, his body can no longer move.

At this moment, he was like a paralyzed ordinary person who could only stand in place with his eyes open.

Fortunately, Zhang Dong couldn't erase the real ghost, otherwise, the attack on Yang Jian would disappear from this world.

"Send him on his way." Zhang Dong's tone was flat and majestic, he stopped making any moves, and just stood there with his hands behind his back.

The moment the voice fell.

The doors and windows near Yang Jian were immediately opened, and the superimposed supernatural attack of death came. In addition, countless graves appeared nearby, and these graves were connected one after another, forming a graveyard with no end in sight.

Luo Wensong, the ghost post office, and Luo Qian, the cemetery owner, started immediately.

Kill first and then bury, so that Yang Jian can't die anymore.

At this moment, Yang Jian's seven-story ghost domain was wiped out, and his own spirit fell into dead silence, unable to move. This kind of spiritual attack is no less than bombarding ants with cannons, and it really does not give people a way to survive.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, countless cold and terrifying figures of children appeared beside Yang Jian. These figures gathered densely together, like a crowd, instantly drowning Yang Jian who couldn't move. This kind of drowning is obviously a kind of protection at this moment. Yang Jian avoided this kind of superimposed deadly supernatural attack and the terrible grave that could bury everything.

And just after the ghost boy appeared.

All the doors and windows opened nearby were closed, and there were several ghost boys standing behind each door and window.

The covered graveyard stopped abruptly when it reached the ghost boy's feet, and a safe area was created by the feet of countless ghost boys.

The ghostly attack of two elders from the Republic of China was resisted by the ghost boy in this way, but Yang Jian, who was hiding among countless ghost boys, was safe and sound, without any damage.

However, the appearance of this scene did not surprise the old people.

Because they knew about the anomalies around them before, they would spare no effort to attack Yang Jian.

"It looks like this is your last hole card." Elder Qin said calmly.

He has no way of knowing the ability of this ghost boy, it seems that the ghost boy deliberately avoided his supernatural detection.

The first thousand and 310 chapters and four crowded cities

At this moment, Yang Jian suffered a supernatural attack from Zhang Dong, and all the supernatural beings in his body fell into silence. Without the support of supernatural power, his body immediately lost the ability to move. Fortunately, the ghost boy appeared at a critical moment.

Countless figures of ghost boys surrounded him, and despite the gloomy atmosphere surrounding him, he felt a sense of security.

Luo Wensong, the ghost post office, and Luo Qian, the owner of the cemetery, successfully resisted the attack.

Otherwise, he would die suddenly on the spot at this moment.

"I have survived until now in order to support you, so don't let me down, I don't ask you to kill the other party, just delay the time, as long as the time is up, we can leave this world, and we will be safe when the time comes." Yang At this moment, he opened his mouth with difficulty and said such a sentence.

At the same time, his body was being pulled and carried like a relay by ghost children, and he began to gradually move away from here.

He can no longer play any role by staying here, and will instead become a weakness for the ghost boy.

After all, as long as Yang Jian dies, the ghost boy will also dissipate along with him.

"It's a bit difficult to send me away secretly in front of these monsters of the Republic of China." Yang Jian saw Guitong's movements, and he felt that this was not an easy thing to do.

The graveyard of Luo Qian, the owner of the cemetery, has sealed off the surrounding area. The endless cemetery is comparable to any ghost domain. As long as Yang Jian appears, he will be buried immediately.

But now he was just a stiff corpse, unable to do anything, and he did not forcefully interfere with some of the ghost boy's behavior.

At this moment, I must not order Guitong casually.

The ghost boy who ate the human skin paper can predict the future almost perfectly, and its current ability is definitely better than Yang Jian.

"However, I am looking forward to how many ghosts the ghost boy has eaten in the past few hours, and what kind of terrifying supernatural powers it possesses. Most of the time it can appear at this moment is because it has found life. Will appear."

Yang Jian thought to himself, at the moment he is full of hope and expectation.

Gui Tong fights against four old monsters from the Republic of China plus Mr. Qin. This kind of scene is not something you can see all the time. Only in this special and weird world can such a special scene happen.

now.

The number of ghost boys is still increasing. Its spirit has eroded the city, and it has invaded from the past to the present through the people of this city. Although there is not much time for it to invade, Yang Jian also tried his best to win 5 minutes, and there was a short delay just now.

About 6 minutes before and after.

The number of 6 minutes is superimposed, and it is already very good to have such a scale.

"Although a little ghost is a bit special, it won't be able to achieve anything. Just stare at that Yang Jian. If he dies, everything will be over."

Meng Xiaodong's old face was full of viciousness, her judgment was correct, that was to attack Yang Jian.

"It's really unusual for this brat to be able to block the joint attack of the two of us. I smell a familiar aura from him."

Graveyard owner Luo Qian stared at Gui Tong's slightly darkened skin and said.

At this time, Old Qin said, "I can't contact the future. I don't know if it's because I've been blocked from supernatural perception, or if we in the future have failed..."

He said a rather bad result.

"It's absolutely impossible. Zhang Dong made the move himself, and there is no possibility of losing." Meng Xiaodong replied, his words were full of confidence in Zhang Dong in front of him.

"Block his way first, so that he doesn't run away." At this moment, Luo Wensong of the ghost post office said slowly in that dead man's voice.

Then he took a step forward, the cold aura spread, and the terrifying ghosts affected his surroundings.

The ground began to collapse and sag, forming large pits that looked like doors. The pits were dark and deep, and the bottom could not be seen, and they did not know where they were connected. At the same time, the walls of the surrounding high-rise buildings began to peel off and collapse. Outlines began to emerge.

The outlines of these doors are neatly arranged in sequence, and there are hundreds of outlines of doors in just one building.

In addition, this influence spread towards the surrounding area at an incredible speed. In just a few seconds, the whole city was riddled with holes, covered with strange "doors". These are like terrible passages, and like cages, which stop people, and they cannot escape from being trapped here.

Luo Wensong intends to use a city gate to block it, so that Yang Jian has no possibility of escaping from here.

But at the moment when he made a move, the inconceivably large number of ghost boys surrounding Yang Jian also chose to fight back without hesitation.

All the ghost boys turned their heads to look at Meng Xiaodong, and at this moment, the ghost boy opened his mouth slowly and called out a name: "Meng Xiaodong!"

This voice was very weird, it was the call of a ghost in other people's ears, but in Meng Xiaodong's ear it was like the most cordial call.

"Meng Xiaodong."

"Meng Xiaodong..."

All the ghost boys were shouting, and the voices were layered and intertwined, as if reverberating throughout the city. Those who listened were terrified, as if they were about to die suddenly on the spot.

"Not good." Old Qin's face was moved.

This kind of spiritual attack is obviously not powerful, and it can't threaten ghost masters of their level at all, but countless little ghosts are calling Meng Xiaodong's name. With such voices superimposed, no matter how weak the spirit is, it will become extremely terrifying.

"Don't worry about it, it can't kill me." Meng Xiaodong said with a cold face.

Even if she is dead now, there will still be a new self invading in the past.

However, at this moment, Zhang Dong moved. He took a few steps to the side and appeared next to Meng Xiaodong. He just stood there, and the strange sounds around him immediately dissipated, and the surrounding area seemed to be silenced instantly. Similarly, those ghostly ghostly attacks can no longer work.

But this kind of situation is only limited to Zhang Dong's side, and the terrible ghost still reverberates around him.

And with the reverberation of this ghostly shouting voice, a scene of astonishment appeared in the city.

On the street full of potholes, one after another, ghost boys began to appear out of thin air, and soon covered the entire street. Besides, ghost boys also appeared in nearby shops, buildings, and windows , as if the whole city was being occupied by ghost boys.

"This increase in number is very unreasonable. Even if it has stolen the ability to invade infinitely, it cannot increase so fast." Elder Qin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his old face became serious.

The potential displayed by the ghost boy at this moment can be called terrifying.

What he doesn't know is that the way to increase the number of ghost boys is not just as simple as infinite invasion, but also the way of pregnancy and reproduction of starving ghosts, and the way of restarting ghosts, and even possesses some kind of idealistic supernatural power... These Superimposed together, it only takes 5 minutes for the number of ghost boys to reach an astonishing level.

"Luo Wensong!"

"Luo Qian!"

……

Afterwards, the ghost boys called out their names one by one, and the voices echoed and intertwined with Meng Xiaodong's name just now.

And while shouting, all the ghost boys formed a boundless crowd and rushed towards this side quickly.

It is not Yang Jian who is surrounded now, but these old monsters from the Republic of China.

"Knowing that we can't be killed, he keeps attacking us. This brat wants to consume the surrogate doll in Meng Xiaodong's hands, but this kind of attack is too slow."

Luo Qian, the owner of the cemetery, moved his pitch-black eyes slightly. The same endless cemetery was covered, and the graves flooded the streets, burying everything, trying to swallow the crowd formed by ghost boys.