Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian paused for a while to observe. He saw that the old lady didn't move at all, not even turning her cloudy and dim eyes, so he immediately chose to ignore it.

Subsequently.

His hatchet came down for the fourth time.

This time he dismembered the ghost horizontally.

Cooperating with the first time just now, this means that the ghost was forcibly dismembered into four sections by him.

It is more difficult to recover from this situation than imagined.

In addition, the media of other ghosts nearby were also affected, and he cut them in two, and then he forcibly emptied a small piece of the media in the nearby area.

The curse still broke out on him without any suspense.

"Second reboot."

Yang Jian didn't hesitate at all, he directly used the power of the ghost eye to restart himself, and restored the body that was about to be shattered to an intact state once again.

within a day.

Reboot twice.

Although the time is short, the frequency is too frequent.

However, he was still able to hold on, and nothing happened because of just two restarts. It seemed that there was no problem with restarting three times on the first day.

While Yang Jian frantically dismembered Li Gui in the lobby of the ancient house.

In the back hall.

The crisis has been temporarily lifted.

The darkness is rapidly receding, and the surrounding ground, walls, and roofs have returned, and everything has returned to the strange and familiar appearance before.

"Yang Jian, he succeeded." Fan Xing opened his eyes wide and heard the movement in the front lobby.

And Daqiang took back Huangquan as soon as the spirit dissipated.

His whole face was extremely ugly, and there was a corpse smell all over his body, like a corpse, his whole body became lifeless, and at the same time, his face was ferocious, and an indescribable pain came from his body.

Daqiang is being eroded by ghosts.

Once the erosion is too deep, he will die from the resuscitation of the ghost, just like other ghost masters.

however.

At the back door, a panting voice came, but Li Yang rushed over, holding a pale lantern in his hand, leaning on the wall, looking inside in surprise: "I, I'm back, I found the lantern , how's the situation inside?"

Near the pale lantern, figures swayed, and strange signs emerged one after another.

"It's not too late, at least it's not dead yet." The eagle said, and he saw that the black dice representing the ghost in front of him hadn't rolled any more.

It seems that the ghosts involved in the game are leaving, and no new ghosts are joining.

Li Yang looked inside the room, he saw Daqiang, Laoying, Yang Xiaohua, Fan Xing and another strange ghost master, but he didn't see Yang Jian.

"Where's the captain?" Li Yang asked hastily.

"He fought desperately with the ghosts in front. He stopped all the ghosts in the ancient house by himself. The effect is obvious. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't even be able to support your arrival." Eagle said.

Although Li Yang came in time, there was only about 30 seconds behind Yang Jian's action.

But just these 30 seconds are enough to wipe out everyone in the back hall.

Just because Li Yang came doesn't mean he'll be safe in the future, the white lantern he's carrying only stabilizes the ghosts outside the old house, and someone still has to deal with the ghosts inside the old house.

"Has the situation just now become so serious?" Li Yang's expression changed.

Even the captain was desperate, so one can imagine what happened just now.

"No way, it's a fluke to survive in that situation just now." Eagle shook his head helplessly, and he looked at the dice on the ground.

I am three o'clock.

And the number of points before the ghost finally leaves is four.

He lost again in the last hand, but the sound of music box music in his mind has been lingering all the time. This kind of curse forcibly helped him block the obliteration of the ghost dice, so that he could continue to fight with ghosts even if he lost. keep playing.

"I can't stay here forever now, I must lure the ghosts away as soon as possible and finish the funeral report, otherwise these ghosts will continue to invade the ancient house." Li Yang said hastily.

"The things here can only be left to the captain."

After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked away holding the white lantern.

As soon as he walks away.

All the ghostly phenomena in the back hall also disappeared, even the old pair of black cloth shoes disappeared strangely.

Everything was calm again.

"On the third day, the funeral report started early. Sure enough, this guess was correct, but it's a pity that it's only the second day. Otherwise, so many people wouldn't have died." Seeing this, the eagle remained silent. He just rolled the ghost dice on the ground Put it away.

There will definitely be times when it will be useful later.

"It seems to be all right." Seeing this, Fan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and then he jumped off the red coffin.

And Yang Xiaohua, who was lying on the coffin, dared to put her feet down from the air at this time.

The down-to-earth feeling gave her a little sense of security.

"I really don't know how Yang Jian did it. There are so many supernatural phenomena in the lobby, and he seems to have solved them all after a while..." Fan Xing then glanced in the direction of the lobby.

With such a terrifying ability, it's no wonder that people in the supernatural circle are so taboo against Ghost Eye Yang Jian.

Those who don't show the mountains and don't show the water, really have the ability to reverse the desperate situation.

"Yang Jian seems to have stopped, is he done?" said the strange ghost driver next to him with a suppressed voice.

He looked very nervous, because he was worried that something had happened to Yang Jian.

"I don't know." The eagle's expression changed: "Yang Xiaohua, go and have a look."

"I?"

Yang Xiaohua's face changed suddenly again.

Fan Xing on the side said: "Go and see, we still have to guard this coffin, we can't leave half a step away, no one knows if there will be any fish that slip through the net."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Is it possible that a ghost will appear and kill you just a few steps away? You follow the path Yang Jian took just now, and I guarantee you will be fine."

Yang Xiaohua didn't speak, she held the red balloon tightly, had no choice but to bite the bullet, left the vicinity of the red coffin, and walked towards the lobby.

She is nervous.

Because the danger has just passed.

It is also a huge risk to confirm the situation at this time, and if it is not done well, it will kill people.

But they are also right.

So many people died in the back hall today, and the remaining people will continue to be in charge of the night vigil, guarding the coffin. Only she, a seemingly useless person, is the most suitable to see the situation.

Because even if she died, it wouldn't affect the situation.

soon.

Yang Xiaohua entered the lobby.

She didn't see anything, the entire lobby was dark and oppressive, the ground was pitch black, as if covered by a shadow, but this shadow was incomplete, with several cracks appearing in disorder, like a broken mirror, although Stitched together, the cracks can never be repaired.

But in the middle of the lobby, Yang Jian was sitting there motionless with a cracked spear tightly in his hand.

There are no ghosts around.

There were no other supernatural phenomena.

Only Yang Jian was alone.

"Yang Jian, how are you? They asked me to come over to check on the situation, are you okay?"

Yang Xiaohua swallowed her saliva, and said with a dry mouth.

"I'm fine. I already know the situation over there. Li Yang successfully retrieved the white lantern. Now he is wandering outside with the lantern, attracting the ghosts in the back hall and solving the crisis of the back hall being invaded." , and I have almost stabilized the situation here."

Yang Jian said: "The previous guess is correct, the third day is indeed a funeral report."

"Don't worry the rest of the people. The next day should be over. Now the ghosts in this ancient house should not come out to kill again in a short time, but after that, I can't guarantee it."

"You don't look well."

When Yang Xiaohua heard that it was safe, she plucked up the courage to approach him. She stared at Yang Jian, but her eyes suddenly shrank.

However, Yang Jian's face was covered with terrible cracks, and his whole body was like a splicing of countless fragments of corpses, as if he would fall apart immediately if he moved.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, and it will recover after a period of rest."

Yang Jian's face was numb, he opened his mouth to speak, touching the wound and opening a hideous gash.

In the end, I still couldn't hold back.

He used the hatchet as much as possible to dismember the ghost, and he gave up restarting and repairing himself, but relied on the ghost itself to recover slowly.

Because he also needs to keep the restart.

If even rebooting is exhausted, then death is imminent.

"Is it really okay?" Yang Xiaohua still asked anxiously.

Because no matter how you look at it, Yang Jian looks like he is about to die, not like a normal person at all.

"Instead of worrying about me, it's better to study what to do on the fourth day." Yang Jian said.

Yang Xiaohua was speechless.

This is the fourth day of research?

You must know that this is the early morning of the second day, and there are still more than ten hours before the third day.

This is probably going too far.

But she didn't know the situation, but Yang Jian did.

From today to tomorrow, there will be no more accidents. Although many people died this time and paid a heavy price, they also ensured the safety of the second and third days in advance.

"You won't understand, it's useless to tell you." Yang Jian glanced at it, then closed his eyes and began to rest.

The ghosts covering the ground are squirming slightly, and some cracks are merging and recovering...

And with every crack on the ground disappearing, Yang Jian would lose a wound on his body.

"Then I'll go over and talk to them." After Yang Xiaohua made sure that Yang Jian was fine, she went back and conveyed the situation here.

When the rest of the people heard this, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

"Finally I survived successfully."

Da Qiang, who was lying on the ground, also opened his eyes suddenly, and he also withstood the pressure of Li Gui's recovery.

Of course, this is not based on his personal ability, but that this ancient house is helping him suppress the resuscitated ghost. This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, but this kind of suppression is not absolute. will die.

The following period of time was really the same as what Yang Jian said.

Safe.

An hour passed, two hours passed...it was six o'clock in the morning, and it was ten o'clock in the morning.

Everything in the ancient house was calm, no ghosts reappeared, and no one died.

At this time, everyone became more courageous and began to move around.

Yang Xiaohua was tired and hungry, she went back to the room and found the food and water left by the people before, replenished her strength, and then came to the lobby again, curled up near Yang Jian and rested.

Others also recovered a lot of mental state after eating and drinking something.

Chapter 934 A Smooth Correction

The time in the old house is passing by a little bit.

The rest are safe.

On the second day of the night watch, relying on Yang Jian's strength alone, he forcibly withstood the attack of the ghost, and corrected the wrong time. If there is no accident, then the next day and the third day will be safe nothing.

But the price paid was also heavy.

Today, very few people have survived in the ancient house.