Mysterious recovery

He had just left the village for a while, so there was no way to tell the difference.

Moreover, in the dream, the ghost seems to be able to know other people's memories. There is no flaw in this disguise. The only flaw is that the ghost will find a way to kill itself, but the other people in this nightmare will not.

now.

Yang Jian still has another option, which is to retreat temporarily.

But this is the worst choice, because once she retreats, the real Jiang Yan will definitely be targeted by the ghost, and she will miss a chance to kill the ghost.

"You have to do it first."

Yang Jian took a deep breath at this moment. He looked left and right again, observed for a while, and finally turned around abruptly, rushing towards Jiang Yan behind him.

The action was too fast, and there was almost no hesitation in striking.

A sharp rusted steel bar directly pierced her chest.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing..." Behind Jiang Yan, who was covered in blood and pale, opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

"I'm not sure if you are a ghost or not. The best choice is to kill both of them. If you hesitate, this nightmare cannot end."

Yang Jian's face was calm, unmoved at all, he stared at her firmly, then pulled out the steel bar, then turned around and rushed towards Jiang Yan who was running over from the entrance of the ancestral hall.

"what!"

At this moment, Jiang Yan, who was coming up, was stunned when she saw this scene, and then her expression gradually changed.

It became gloomy and stiff, and then turned around and began to evacuate.

"Want to leave now? It's late." Yang Jian had rushed over at this moment, he was ready when he turned around and stabbed Jiang Yan, and the two stayed together.

If it is a ghost, then the ghost will definitely show its flaws.

So as long as the wounds are not killed, the real Jiang Yan can end this nightmare before she dies from serious injuries.

It was precisely because of this thought that Yang Jian did not hesitate to strike.

The person who turned and left could already tell that it was a ghost.

The ghost was leaving quickly, maybe it sensed danger, or Yang Jian's actions directly broke its arrangement, making it feel like it was impossible to attack, so it had to retreat.

It seems that they are not walking fast, but in fact the ghost is already pulling away.

It feels weird.

It's the ghosts that are affecting the surroundings. This is the most unfair part of this nightmare. It almost feels like a cheat.

The ghost is leaving and walking into the ancestral hall.

Yang Jian chased after him, and it seemed that he was almost able to catch the ghost, but he kept being pulled away from such a small distance.

"boom!"

The gate was knocked open, and the ghost ran into the ancestral hall.

Yang Jian also entered the ancestral hall.

But at this moment, he lost the sight of the ghost, just for a second or two, because the sight was blocked by a half door.

Subsequently.

Yang Jian's face darkened.

There are quite a few people in the ancestral hall, at least 30 NO.[-] together, all of them are villagers from the village.

The figure of Jiang Yan was nowhere to be found.

The ghost once again managed to infiltrate the crowd.

"It's just looking for death. Do you really think it's okay to get in the crowd?" Yang Jian stared at the crowd, he closed the door behind him, and then bolted it.

If you don't kill this ghost, no one will leave here today.

Chapter 7 and Eight: An Unremarkable Place

"Damn Yang Jian, you actually stabbed your girlfriend, why don't you be so fierce, I kindly reminded you just now."

At this moment, Jiang Yan was lying alone on the ground, wanting to cry without tears. She managed to escape from the attack of the ghost just now, but was injured by her favorite person, which probably killed her.

The abdomen was bleeding, and every movement felt a tearing pain.

But Jiang Yan didn't blame Yang Jian, because Yang Jian had already said that he couldn't tell who the ghost was.

"It must be successful, otherwise I will suffer in vain." Jiang Yan watched Yang Jian chase into the ancestral hall, worried and hopeful at the same time.

As long as you get out of this nightmare, you can talk about anything.

At this moment.

Yang Jian locked the door of the ancestral hall, and locked the ghost that ran in here just now, and he didn't intend to let any one go.

But there are also many people in the ancestral hall.

The people in the village did not know who organized them, and they all hid here.

"Did you see Jiang Yan running in just now?" Yang Jian asked, staring at everyone.

But what greeted him was a lot of vigilant and suspicious eyes. They looked at Yang Jian's blood-stained hands and murderous look, and immediately connected him with the strange things that happened in the village. There is suspicion of the murderer, after all, he has never seen Yang Jian show his face until now.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing? Are you responsible for all these things? Why, what do you want to do when you rush in like this, do you want to kill someone? I don't care how much money you have, but what happened tonight is absolutely It's not over."

A middle-aged man yelled loudly and came menacingly. His name was Yang Hai, and he was related to Yang Jian. As for the kind of relatives, Yang Jian himself didn't know, anyway, there were a lot of related relatives in the village.

"Hurry up and put that thing down, wait here for dawn, then report to the police and let them deal with it."

This kind of weird dream makes these people feel that it is not a dream, but that it is still in reality, but some strange and incomprehensible things have happened.

Yang Jian stared at that person and said, "A ghost has sneaked in among us. The person who opened the door just now is the one who came in. If any of you pay attention, kill it immediately, otherwise people will die here. I'm here It's just to deal with that ghost, if you stop me, everyone will be killed by the ghost sooner or later."

With that said, he strode over and began to investigate the identity of the ghost.

People nearby must have known about such a hasty blending into the crowd, but they just didn't react right away.

"Nonsense, are you saying that there are ghosts tonight? Do ghosts also use knives to kill people? Do they also use steel bars?"

Yang Hai laughed anxiously, although some things tonight were indeed unimaginable, but if it was said to be haunted, he wouldn't believe it 1 times.

"This is a nightmare, a supernatural nightmare. All of this is a dream. Ghosts kill people in their dreams. People who are killed by ghosts will also die in reality. What happened to my cousin Xiaoyuan in the morning Remember, her friend Lin Xiaoxi died so strangely that she chopped off her own head."

"It's useless to report this matter, it will be ruled as suicide. In fact, the real reason is that Lin Xiaoxi was killed by a ghost in her dream."

Yang Jian glanced left and right: "So, no matter who the person who came in just now, no matter how familiar he is, he must be a ghost. If you don't tell me, the ghost will kill everyone slowly. If you want to survive, kill everyone for me." he."

"Yang Jian, what do you mean by this, please explain clearly..." Yang Hai became more and more confused as he heard it, he couldn't accept this kind of information for a while.

"Stay quietly and don't delay my affairs. I don't have time to explain to you now."

Yang Jian took a sudden step forward, pierced his stomach directly, and then pushed him to the side.

The middle-aged man named Yang Hai held his stomach and looked at Yang Jian in disbelief, as if he didn't expect Yang Jian to make a move suddenly.

"Who wants to talk nonsense with me? I said, only kill the person who came in just now." Yang Jian said coldly.

"The person who came in just now seems to be...she." Suddenly, one person pointed to the other and said.

"Yes, it seems to be her. She walked over from the door just now, but I'm not sure if it is, I don't care too much."

"should be."

These people seemed to be stunned by Yang Jian, and now they began to cooperate in identifying them.

The identified person was a woman in her 40s, who turned out to be Yang Jian's mother, Zhang Fen.

"Nonsense, I was indeed standing there just now, but I was bumped by a person just now, and that person came in without looking back, and disappeared in the crowd in a blink of an eye. Yang Jian, don't listen to their nonsense, mom is I won't lie to you." Zhang Fen said very annoyed.

"Who has anyone sneaked in? It was clearly you who leaned over just now." The person next to him said, and at the same time pulled away, looking very afraid.

Zhang Fen retorted again, "Do you think my family Yang Jian is easy to deceive? During the day, you asked my family Yang Jian borrowed 35 yuan, why did he turn his face and deny anyone now? You say I have a problem, that's fine, Then I will ask Yang Jian to go to your house to ask for the debt tomorrow, and if you don't pay it back, I will report to the police with the IOU."

The man moved his mouth and lowered his head slightly, not daring to answer back.

After all, he did borrow money, so this is not tough enough.

Yang Jian's face was gloomy and terrifying. He held the blood-stained steel bar firmly. For the first time, he was so angry at a ghost. It was not enough to use Jiang Yan, but also to use his own mother. .

Did the ghost see through its own weakness?To do such a thing on purpose.

So, is Zhang Fen in front of him a ghost, or his mother who was also pulled into the nightmare?

Many people have identified it, and the probability of being a ghost is very high.

Of course, it is also possible that it was used by ghosts to confuse the public. Just like using Jiang Yan before, this time it did the opposite.

"If I were a ghost, what would I do now? It understands my mind, and my next thoughts must be one step ahead of it to break the game. Otherwise, I will always be passive. It was an accidental injury before. This time, it might be an accidental injury..."

"Of course, it's also possible that the ghost saw that I didn't dare to be cruel to my mother, so I became like this on purpose."

"Or neither?"

Yang Jian's eyes were cold, he walked over step by step, his mind was thinking quickly.

calm down.

Don't let your emotions limit your thinking.

To deal with ghosts, one must understand the behavior of ghosts.

Yang Jian recalled the first time he was killed by a ghost. At that time, he suspected that other people in the market were ghosts, but no one was. The real ghost watched all this from an inconspicuous corner.

Humble corner.

A place that is now neglected.

When he was halfway there, he stopped abruptly, then turned around and looked in the direction of the gate just now.

Everyone's attention was on Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's attention was on his mother Zhang Fen.

One of the most important places has been overlooked.

At the gate of this ancestral hall.

When Yang Jian turned his head, a villager was already standing by the gate of the ancestral hall. The villager was pale and strange with an unfamiliar face. There, looking here calmly.

But the man's hand was already on the bolt.

It seems that only waiting for Yang Jian to make a move, this person can leave here quietly.

Because at that time, no one would notice that there was one less person around.

"I found you." Yang Jian suddenly became violent and rushed over.

The ghost's face didn't change in any way, it didn't feel fear, nor did it have any emotions, it just watched Yang Jian rushing towards him strangely.

Yang Jian's attack went smoothly.

The body of the ghost is pierced, and like ordinary people, it will be killed in the dream.

Yang Jian's first attack pierced its body, the second attack pierced its throat, and the third attack pierced its eye sockets with the rusted steel bars, directly sinking into its head.

The attack was fierce and swift.

When the fourth attack came, Yang Jian slammed his hand on the concrete.

The shrine is gone.

The steel bars in the hands are gone.

The blood was gone too.

Everything around is gone.

Yang Jian's expression flickered, and he realized that he was already in the room on the second floor of the old house. Now he was kneeling on the ground, as if he was still maintaining the pose of the attacking ghost.

He looked up and looked around.

It was still dark, it was still dark.

The time is, 01:30 am.

"The nightmare is over?" Yang Jian stared at his gloved left hand.

The hand of the self in the dream does not exist, so it is easy to determine which side is reality and which side is a dream.

"Did I kill that ghost just now?"

Yang Jian was a little terrified at the moment, it seemed a little unreal, after playing with his nightmare twice, he actually ended it.