Mysterious recovery

Because something is attracting it, it has to give up the next goal and choose to go to a specific location.

The role of the ghost candle appeared, and it attracted the ghost who knocked on the door.

But before the door knocker arrives, the real terror has already come quietly.

Above the gray sky, the heads of dead people floating with their eyes closed began to involuntarily gather in one direction of the city at this time, as if there was a gust of wind blowing these heads, causing them to change positions, or Something also attracted these ghastly heads.

soon.

More and more weird things happened around the ghost boy standing at the crossroads holding a white candle, some of which were understandable, and some of which Yang Jian himself could not understand.

He is like a bystander, watching everything around him.

A cold female corpse approached Yang Jian numbly, but it was not a ghost, but a ghost slave. Yang Jian's ghost glanced slightly, and the headless ghost behind him swayed and directly invaded the corpse.

Soon, the corpse lost its movement and fell to the ground with a plop.

The ghost slave is too weak, and it can be solved only by the ghost image. The only thing Yang Jian fears is the real ghost staying here.

For example, there are more and more heads on the top of the head.

"boom!"

A dead head fell from the sky, hit the road, broke into pieces, and the smell of corpses filled the ground.

This is a human head that has reached its limit, and it can't support it in the mid-air that floats over.

Yang Jian was indifferent, his ghostly eyes peeked at the heads, and he seemed to find something special from these different heads, because he has not yet determined what the source of the head balloon is. It has something to do with the Caesar Hotel.

If you think about it now, the ghost that happened in the supernatural event that happened in the city under Tong Qian's jurisdiction was most likely a ghost who escaped from those mysterious rooms.

The floating of human heads and the gathering of nearby ghost slaves, these things are enough to prove how terrifying this city is. Under the attraction of this ghost candle, many potential dangers will be exposed.

Fortunately, the one who bears the price is the ghost boy, otherwise whoever holds the ghost candle will die.

"The number is a bit too much, hasn't the knocker appeared yet?" Yang Jian frowned.

There were already several corpses down near him, and these were ghost slaves killed by him, but the source of the ghosts was still dormant and had not been revealed.

"We have to continue to let the ghost candle burn. I hope there will be no accidents." Yang Jian felt a little uneasy. According to his plan, he would quickly attract the knocker and then blow out the ghost candle.

Now it seems that Meijima's perception of the location is a little bit off. The ghost is indeed nearby, but it is not the closest.

soon.

The ghost slave had already come to the ghost boy, and the pale palms stretched out towards the ghost boy, as if to attack and kill him.

The shroud on Guitong's body was floating, as if he was alive, resisting the attack of those ghost slaves. Although it looked like the ghost slave was about to be buried alive by those dead bodies, Yang Jian knew that Guitong was fine.

On the contrary, with the contact with the ghost boy, the wet corpses were stained with water, these corpses that had been dead for a long time began to rot rapidly, and then lost the support of the spiritual power and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Yang, the situation is very wrong. If this continues, we will all die. That candle should be blown out."

Nagasawa shouted in horror at the moment, even if he didn't notice it at first, he can still see scary figures coming out of the darkness and approaching non-stop.

Meijima's face turned pale with fright, she felt that the surroundings were densely packed with ghosts, there was nowhere to go, the only safe place was around Yang Jian.

Just like Keiko who closed her eyes and trembled slightly, although she was afraid, she was always safe.

Before they are targeted by real ghosts, their lives can be guaranteed temporarily. Yang Jian did not choose to abandon them directly. some.

"Not yet." Yang Jian coldly rejected Nagasawa's proposal.

Chapter 658 The Appearance of the Source

Once the white ghost candle burns, the consequences will be very terrible. If it is not used properly, it will be very easy to lose control, because no one knows what kind of existence the ghost attracted by the ghost candle is. A ghost with a very high level of terror was attracted, and what it brought was an instant mass destruction.

Yang Jian's current level of ghost master does not dare to light this white ghost candle himself, so he can only let the ghost boy use it, and he quietly hides aside to observe the situation.

The red ghost eyes can see all abnormalities in the dark.

He saw more and more dead heads floating over from the sky, and the number of ghost slaves appearing nearby was also increasing.

The originally deserted and empty streets seemed to be bustling at this time, and "people" were constantly emerging. If this speed continues, this intersection will be crowded with people, and even Yang Jian fell down. There are at least ten dead bodies.

It is conceivable how many people in this city died at the hands of the door knocker, and how many people became ghost slaves under the erosion of spiritual power.

In the pitch-dark environment, various sounds of crowds of people came.

A strong stench of corpses wafted from the cold surroundings.

Any perception greatly stimulates everyone's heart, magnifying their fear infinitely.

The woman named Mei Dao could sense the existence of ghosts. At this moment, she was almost collapsed. She curled up in a corner of the street with her head covered, screaming and crying uncontrollably. At this moment, she didn't even have the ability to escape.

As a ghost master, Nagasawa is better. His face is particularly ugly and his body is trembling. It seems that he has never imagined that he will experience such a thing one day. This is no longer the kind of supernatural event in the concept, but a kind of spiritual event. A huge disaster, the ghosts have already formed a ghost wave, enough to swallow the life of any living person.

"I can't survive this time." Nagasawa thought in his heart.

He looked at Yang Jian with restless and panicked eyes. All of this was created by this person himself. Is he confident that he can handle this situation?

Looking at the weird people passing by, Nagasawa was lucky, the ghost didn't follow him, because the priority of the ghost attack now is the ghost boy.

The ghost boy in the shroud was already surrounded by people, as if he was being swallowed up.

But the candlelight emitted by the ghost candle was still flickering in the darkness, constantly attracting ghosts.

Yang Jian was indifferent, his expression was terrifyingly calm, he didn't even use his ghost power much, he just asked the headless ghost to clean up the corpses near him, to avoid some dangerous things mixed in these corpses.

"Has the knocker not appeared yet?"

He peeked at everything around him with ghostly eyes, and his face couldn't help but gloomy, because so many ghost slaves were attracted, but the source has not yet emerged.

"The ghost boy can withstand it for the time being. It hasn't been attacked by any more powerful ghosts. If there is an accident, I will immediately use the ghost domain to send the ghost boy away."

Yang Jian thought to himself, although the ghost boy was overwhelmed by these people, but it only looked dangerous, in fact, these ghost slaves couldn't get over the shroud to cause harm to the ghost boy.

The longer the ghost candle is lit, the greater the attraction to the surrounding ghosts.

At this moment.

In the house that Yang Jian had entered before, the strange man covered in torn clothes opened the door and walked out. In the building.

But now, the ghost has come to the street and is walking towards the location where Yang Jian is.

Another place.

Also, a corpse came out, it was a headless corpse, it was the man named Sakai who died just now.

After his death, the ghost revived in his body. Yang Jian didn't have time to deal with it before, so he threw it away a bit and ignored it. But now, the corpse walked out by itself, and walked along the road outside towards the crowded intersection. and go.

Besides.

Some horrors hidden in this city are also constantly emerging.

If the knocking ghost hadn't arrived yet, once the lit ghost candle attracted all the ghosts, Yang Jian and the others would definitely be wiped out.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the heads of dead people floating in the sky began to gradually fall down, and the number decreased slightly, but soon, the heads on the necks of some dead people flew up again, replacing the original number, and became those heads in the sky. Part of a floating dead head.

"There is a limit to the number of floating dead heads. After the rotten heads fall, new ones will be added... The reason why Sakai died before is because several dead heads have fallen from the sky. He Became a substitute, which means that whether Sakai, Nagasawa, Keiko, or even me, everyone has been targeted by the head balloon."

"It's just that they haven't been selected yet, and this selection should be random, there is no first come, first served."

At this moment, Yang Jian finally analyzed some key information. He felt inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and subconsciously touched his neck.

His head had fallen more than once, and he didn't want to fall here again, because once his head fell this time, he would definitely not be able to survive.

"Let's make a layer of insurance, we can't be stingy at this time."

Before the knocker appeared, Yang Jian immediately took out something from the luggage bag.

A piece of porcelain with a twisted and weird human shape.

Ghost porcelain.

This is one of the three ghost porcelain that President Mishima traded before.

Yang Jian immediately took off a small lock of his hair as a medium, and then put the ghost porcelain in the corner of a small shop next to the street, arranged it, and pressed it on his hair.

soon.

The hair that was pressed under the ghost porcelain disappeared and went directly into the inside of the ghost porcelain.

An indescribable sense of occlusion appeared on Yang Jian's body. This feeling was very uncomfortable, as if his whole body was covered by a ghost... Depressed, dull, breathless.

Yang Jian resisted this discomfort and learned to adapt to this feeling.

He knew it wouldn't last long, and once this matter was over, he would take out the medium that Guici was in.

However, just when he had just placed the ghost porcelain, suddenly.

The floor in the small store started to age and decay, as if it had been abandoned for decades.

"Ok?"

Yang Jian's expression changed, and then he suddenly looked in one direction.

At one end of the street, darkness struck, where an old man in a long gown covered with corpse spots was slowly walking towards this side at the moment, those gray-white eyes were dead silent, frightening, with unprecedented terror and horror.

Knocker.

coming.

"Blow out the ghost candle, bring that human head and follow me." Yang Jian said loudly, giving the order.

immediately.

There was looseness in the middle where the body was buried, and the body began to fall, collapse, and make way for it.

The ghost boy was wearing a shroud, holding a dead man's head and tilting his head to look this way.

The dead head in that hand was staring straight ahead strangely, but all the ghost slaves that were stared at by it immediately lost the support of their spiritual power and fell to the ground to die.

"It feels like the old man hasn't changed much, he's still the same as before, but... the sense of danger to me is getting stronger."

"I can't control it anymore, I still have to go."

Yang Jian was ready to resist, even if it was dangerous, he would not back down, otherwise he would not light the ghost candle so frantically.

Right now, the ghost from the real source has been attracted, and the safety of other people can't be so much concerned at this moment.

Quickly gathered together with the ghost boy.

According to his plan, he wanted to gather the abilities of one person and one ghost, instantly suppress the knocking ghost, so that it didn't even have time to attack, and directly deal with this supernatural event.

"Can it be done?"

Yang Jian had doubts in his heart, but he had never really come into contact with this ghost, and what would happen after contact was unpredictable.

Think about it.

But he is not slow.

Give an order, the ghost boy moves faster than him.

The dead man's head held in his arms had already stared at the old man in long gown who was walking slowly not far away.

Yang Jian was worried, one of his blackened ghost hands was revealed, and soon, the attack of the ghost hand came, and the old man covered with corpse spots began to have blackened and cold palms all over his body. Palms appeared everywhere on its body, as if to swallow it up.

Although these ghost hands are not the source, they also have a certain degree of suppression.

With the dead head in the ghost boy's hand, most of the ghosts will lose their ability to move in an instant.

Chapter 659 The Three-Party Suppression

The knocker was successfully attracted.

Although there were some deviations from the plan, it was successfully completed, and after the knocker ghost appeared, Yang Jian asked the ghost boy to extinguish the ghost candle, so as not to continue attracting nearby ghosts.

But although the candle was extinguished, the ghost had already arrived, and the danger did not dissipate.

Wearing a retro long gown, the old man covered with corpse spots walked towards him.

The first wave of confrontation between Yang Jian and Gui Tong had already begun, and the suppression formed by the ghost's hand and the rotten head fell directly on the knocker ghost.

"Can it work?"

Yang Jiangui opened his eyes. Although he didn't use Huangquan, he still stared at the familiar and terrifying ghost, observing the next situation.

But the next change made him feel a little terrified.

At this time, the blackened palm that fell on the old man in the long gown started to be covered with corpse spots, then rotted, then lost its movement and began to fall off, without the strength to support the ghost hand to continue moving, just like he just wiped out some Like ghost slaves, this is actually a confrontation between ghosts and ghosts.