Mysterious recovery

Lin Xiaoxi who was on the side said timidly: "I have advised Xiaoyuan not to do this, but we have no way to distinguish clearly. The only people we can trust are people who have come out of our village, such as Brother Yang Jian."

"That's really dangerous, but this is a dream, and if something really happens, it has nothing to do with reality. If you kill someone in a dream, you'll kill yourself. If you really want to blame it, it's not our fault. It's caused by the unexplainable supernatural here. "

Yang Jian's expression was indifferent, and he didn't feel anything was wrong: "Besides, with the level of alertness of that woman just now, it is estimated that she would die very quickly if she encountered a ghost, and there is almost no chance of surviving."

"Hee hee, my cousin thinks the same as I do." Xiao Yuan said happily.

Yang Jian said: "This is the time. If you are naive, you will die quickly. You should not hesitate to give up things, but this seems to be just the beginning."

While speaking, he suddenly raised his head.

The woman's death seemed to be a fuse.

The corpses hanging above their heads seemed to be startled. At this moment, they all started to turn in mid-air, facing the direction of the three of them.

The same weird face, the same expression, and the same dead gray gaze made the hairs stand on end in an instant.

There are not only real ghosts in the dream, but also this unexplainable supernatural phenomenon.

"Pfft."

At this time, the corpse on an old straw rope suddenly fell down for unknown reasons, and fell heavily to the ground.

No, more than one corpse.

After the first precedent appeared, the corpses began to fall like dumplings.

At this moment, the rain in the sky seems to be a little heavier, and it is no longer the light rain. It seems that this change means that the time in this dream has entered the next change.

The corpses fell on the road coldly, each corpse was facing down and its back was facing backwards.

Although he couldn't see the weird dead face like this, it seemed more and more wrong.

"what?"

Madoka was asking questions, obviously like the headless corpse before, she had never seen such a situation before.

This change was caused by Yang Jian, who is a ghost master. The ghost in the dream seems to want to repeat the ghost rope incident.

"Be careful."

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoxi at the side exclaimed.

A dead body suddenly stood upright at some point, the dead body was right next to Madoka, with no expression on his numb, dead face, but his hand was directly wrapped around an old straw rope Madoka's neck was broken.

The stiff hands seemed to become extremely powerful in an instant.

The dirty straw rope was tightened suddenly, as if it could snap Madoka's slender neck in an instant.

Madoka's killing methods were very sharp, but she didn't seem to expect that the lying corpse could stand up again and attack her, so when she raised the fruit knife in her hand, it was already a bit late.

"boom!"

But the next moment, the corpse holding the straw rope was knocked out.

Yang Jian rushed over and said, "Don't stay here, hurry up, it's all about this thing, if you can't escape, you will die here."

He had been staring at the movement of these corpses for a long time.

In supernatural events, both immobile and moving corpses are extremely dangerous. Only Madoka, who has never been in contact with such events, will not care.

"Obviously dead, why can you still stand up?" Xiaoyuan was puzzled, but before she could study the corpses on the ground, Yang Jian took her by the arm and quickly evacuated.

Even though she was worried that Madoka was a ghost, she couldn't just give up because of a suspicion right now.

"Go this way, there is no one here." Lin Xiaoxi waved her hand, pointing to an empty road.

There were no dead bodies on the ground over there.

Yang Jian looked around, the corpses had already surrounded them, and each corpse was holding a straw rope, and it seemed that they were going to attack them.

Seeing this situation, where did the three of them dare to stay, and ran away immediately.

It's no longer a question of ghosts appearing or not, but that things are starting to get a little out of hand.

Fortunately, the walking speed of the corpses behind them was not fast, and it was completely made up for by the number just now. Although the three people encountered some dangers when they fled, they still walked out of the siege of the corpses just now.

Although they vaguely chased after them, the speed of the three of them was even faster, and they finally got rid of these things.

However, just after they left that place, all the corpses that chased them gradually disappeared, and finally there was only one corpse left, which was hidden very deeply, and did not hold an old rope in its hand, completely different from the others. Different.

No, no, that one was not a corpse, but a person.

That person stood there alone. After watching for a while, he finally walked straight towards the direction where Yang Jian and the others left just now. The strange thing is that this person was obviously not fast, but he had already caught up with them very quickly. But for some reason, Yang Jian, Xiao Yuan, and Lin Xiaoxi in front of them didn't notice it.

Because this place is not in Yang Jian's ghost domain.

He couldn't detect any abnormalities, he could only find some things around him that he could see.

"This is a market..."

After they stopped, they found that they had come to the county fair.

Empty bazaars with no one selling anything.

"Why was that just now? It seems that I have never encountered such a situation before." Madoka was still puzzled, thinking about what happened just now.

Yang Jian said with a serious face: "It should be because of me. The reason why those unexplainable situations appear is because of my influence. There are ghosts in my body. I am entered into this nightmare at this moment, and the ghosts in my body will also appear. Reflection, although this effect is very small, very small, is fatal in dreams, because many things in dreams seem to be unrestricted."

This dream feels like it can greatly magnify the danger.

Lin Xiaoxi reminded at this moment: "If we do that, we will miss the opportunity and waste a lot of time. Xiaoyuan, look, the rain has already become heavier. When the sun breaks, we will be finished."

"It's okay, we still have a chance." Xiaoyuan giggled, without any worries.

But during this brief exchange, the surroundings changed again.

At this time in the originally empty market, people did not know when they appeared, and not one or two, but many.

These people gathered in the market, seeming to be buying things, selling some goods on the street, coming and going, very lively, and completely different from the corpses everywhere before.

Crowds are surging, shuttling around.

Like a noisy bazaar, the people in these bazaars looked normal, there was nothing weird about them, and they didn't even attack them when they passed by.

Cousin Xiaoyuan picked up the fruit knife in her hand and subconsciously wanted to stab the person next to her.

Yang Jian grabbed her hand and stopped him: "So many people, we can kill them one by one until dawn. I can feel that the ghost is in this market. No, it's already eyeing us, it's nearby, because There are too many changes happening around us, obviously not normal, so now we need a plan, a feasible plan to find out the ghost, and then kill it, to end this nightmare today, if we continue to mess around like this, the situation will get out of control. "

Although he has no experience in entering here, he has begun to adapt after what happened just now, and he calmed down and prepared to deal with this situation.

Even if he is not a ghost master, as long as this nightmare is not unsolvable, Yang Jian has the confidence to survive.

"Cousin, what are you going to do?" Madoka asked curiously.

She is a reckless person, she doesn't think about it so much, she kills people when she sees them, using knives, hammers, driving cars... She has tried all kinds of methods, anyway, killing and killing always ends in the end.

"Reduce the flow of people around, you can't be outside, you must enter the house, an empty room is best, but it can't block the back road, you need a place where you can evacuate urgently, this market is not a good place... I remember this There is an elementary school in the county, go there." Yang Jian said immediately, he didn't want to go on like this with the reckless cousin.

"what."

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoxi let out a scream, her body was retreating uncontrollably, it seemed that something among the nearby crowd grabbed her, and she refused to let go, she was so strong that she couldn't resist .

Before Yang Jian went to rescue her, she had already disappeared into the crowd at the market.

"Are you slow?" Yang Jian stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was empty, and a tall person blocked his eyes.

When he touched the tall man with his hand, he felt cold and stiff, and a rotten stench came over his face.

A certain shadow hidden in the bottom of my heart seemed to be inspired.

Yang Jian quickly withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

It's that ghost...

But when he realized that this was a dream, he looked again and saw that the tall man had disappeared into the crowd, and did not attack him as he imagined.

"Damn it." Yang Jian felt ashamed that he had been tricked by the ghost in his dream.

Although it was too late to catch that Lin Xiaoxi just now, the problem was that he was scared away by that tall man.

Does the self in the dream still have fear and fear?

"Don't go, I'm going to kill you." At this time, Xiaoyuan's voice sounded from behind, with a sick smile.

She seemed to have found something, and rushed into the crowd with a fruit knife.

"Don't go." Yang Jian shouted.

But she didn't stop Madoka's actions, she was too decisive, she hardly hesitated, and by the time the voice yelled, Madoka had already disappeared.

Chapter 686 The Continuation of the Nightmare

Yang Jian watched helplessly as his cousin Xiaoyuan and the girl named Lin Xiaoxi disappeared into the crowds of the market. He didn't even have time to stop them. The reason why he didn't stop them was not because of his slow movements and reactions, but because of fear. .

I was afraid that one of the two people was a ghost, so no one dared to get close to it, so that kind of situation happened.

Ghost, it seems that he understands his situation very well.

The more rational you are, the easier it is to fall into the trap.

On the contrary, it is Madoka's kind of natural stupidity with no brains, and indirect forgetting is even more difficult to be targeted. Maybe the choice of rushing out just now was the right one.

Yang Jian wasn't sure.

The uneasiness in his heart is intensifying, because the rain in the sky is getting heavier at this moment. It was just a sparse rain before, and now it is considered to be moderate rain. The surrounding environment is getting darker and drowsy.

Because he didn't wear a raincoat, Yang Jian was drenched all over now, but he didn't feel cold, and he wouldn't be at risk of catching a cold, but more than half of the time should have passed.

Ghosts have appeared, but have not yet been found.

If there is no way to kill that ghost once in the dream before dawn, maybe he is really doomed.

Because of the heavy rain, the number of people in the market began to decrease.

But there are still many, just not as densely packed.

"You have to find your cousin." Yang Jian took a deep breath, and the moist air entered his abdomen, feeling much more refreshed.

This is not a dream, it is simply a real world, even the touch is the same.

After identifying the direction in which his cousin left just now, Yang Jian quickly chased after him. He avoided the passing pedestrians and at the same time searched for Xiaoyuan's trace. It would be even better if he could find that Lin Xiaoxi by the way. .

He went deep into the market, and there were many vendors around him.

Yang Jian took a look and saw some knives on a street vendor, but the styles were relatively old. There were only hatchets, sickles, scissors, etc. After thinking about it, he picked up a knife without hesitation to prepare for self-defense.

"You haven't paid me yet." The vendor wearing a bamboo hat sat there with his head slightly lowered and made a sound.

Ok?

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, he didn't expect the merchant in his dream to be able to talk, isn't it something transformed by a ghost?

"If you don't have money, I can't give you things." Seeing that Yang Jian didn't want to give money, the vendor reached out and grabbed Yang Jian's wrist.

Yang Jian resisted, thinking that he should be more violent, and stabbed the ghost in his dream to death, just once.

Of course, doing it is secondary, the main reason is that he wants to buy and sell by force.

But when he saw the palm that grabbed his wrist, he felt a chill all over his body. It was a wrinkled old man's palm, covered with horrible corpse spots, densely extending into the sleeve among.

And the style of the sleeves is the style of an old gown.

Before the merchant raised his head, Yang Jian already knew what the hell was selling knives here.

Knocker.

I had just imprisoned that thing when I went to Kobe City before, so I was already familiar with it and couldn't be more familiar with it. I didn't expect this thing to appear in my dream.

His eyes moved.

Yang Jian didn't know if he should pick up a knife and kill the old man, but if something strange happened to the knocker, then he would die here.

"I can't control it, if you dare to chase him, stab him to death."

Dread belongs to dread.

Yang Jian resolutely picked up the knife over there, and slashed at the vendor who was suspected to be the knocker.

An old man's palm covered with corpse spots was chopped off by him.

There was no blood, no accidents, the knife in his hand seemed to be very smooth, and it was done naturally.

And the vendor didn't cry out, nor did he cry out for pain, but suddenly raised his face to look at Yang Jian. The old face under the bamboo hat was dull and ashen, his eyes were hollow and numb, and it was still the extremely familiar and terrifying man. old man image.

Yang Jian picked up the knife without saying a word, turned around and left.