Mysterious recovery

Footsteps came again from the darkness.

A figure gradually approached the mourning hall.

All these signs seem to announce that the ghost has come again.

If anything, this would be the second round.

But you people are already at the end of your blood, and this ghost is resurrected in full condition.

If Yang Jian and Feng Quan teamed up again to defeat this ghost.

The third round will start again.

Never ending confrontation.

Until all the ghost masters were dragged down and died from the recovery of the ghosts.

As the number of ghosts in the village increases, the power of this ghost will also become stronger.

This becomes a dead end.

"No, even if your guess is true, I still have a chance to turn things around, that is, I will return to the ghost coffin and continue the previous balance..." Feng Quan's numb face was filled with madness.

However, he was not finished yet.

A ghost suddenly stood behind him.

The palm condensed by thick ink grabbed Feng Quan's head.

Gently mention.

Feng Quan's head was taken off and held in the hands by the headless ghost.

"Yang Jian... you?"

Even if his head was taken off, Feng Quan was not dead yet, he just stared at him angrily.

"No matter what you want to do, but right now I don't allow you to disrupt my plan."

Yang Jian said coldly: "There is actually only one way to leave here."

"That is to let that ghost return to the ghost coffin. Only in this way will everything here disappear and the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village will end. This kind of dangerous thing is beyond your control."

Feng Quan's body and head were separated, and he couldn't move at the moment. He said angrily: "Since you already understand that this ghost will return to the ghost coffin, if it continues to grow in the coffin one day and reaches a difficult Is the imaginary terrifying height coming out again?"

"Who can deal with it then?"

"You can keep that ghost outside for yourself, why can't I send this ghost back into the coffin for my own life?"

"When it comes to the day when this ghost comes out of the coffin, I can't control it anymore. At that time, I guess the criminal police department will have a solution. As long as this ghost successfully returns to the coffin, I will give this coffin as a gift to let those who are able people get headaches."

Yang Jian was unmoved: "You should be lucky, if I wasn't worried that the ghost in your body would come out, you would be dead by this time."

Chapter 111 The Ghost Returns to the Coffin

At this point in the matter, the causes and consequences of the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village have all been clarified.

A village formed by ghosts.

A person who tried to turn himself into a ghost with the help of a ghost coffin.

The real purpose of that company issuing this mission is not to solve the supernatural events here, nor to save the criminal policeman Feng Quan, but to get this ghost coffin.

A coffin that is suspected to be able to completely turn a person into a ghost.

Although unsuccessful, it has high research value.

If a breakthrough can be found from this ghost coffin, perhaps the global supernatural events can be effectively contained.

However, Feng Quan's selfishness prevented the ghost in the ghost coffin from returning to the coffin.

Been wandering around the village.

This is where the horror comes from.

The solution to this is actually very simple.

You don't need to deal with ghosts, you only need to deal with people.

The headless ghost was holding Feng Quan's head at this moment. It was pale and bloodless, but it was still alive.

I don't know what kind of ghost in his body maintained the miracle of his body being separated and still alive.

However, after taking off Feng Quan's head, the headless ghost did not hold one in his hand, but slowly lifted it up and put it on his neck.

The ghost's instinct drives it to piece together a perfect body.

This behavior is not controlled by Yang Jian.

"Have you lost control indirectly again?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

The next moment, the scarlet ghost eyes on the headless ghost opened.

It was pinned to the ground again by its eyes and turned into a shadow.

Feng Quan's head fell off and rolled to the ground.

"Yang Jian, you should know that after entering the ghost coffin, we can perfectly control the ghosts in our bodies after we have completely turned into ghosts. You are simply stupid to hand over this coffin to a ghost like this."

He was still struggling, growling.He wanted to make Yang Jian dispel this idea.

"You are a criminal police officer with a great mind and want to be the savior, but I am just a small person. I just want to live. For your so-called possibility, all of us must be sacrificed here. Do you think I will Agree? It's ridiculous, life is gone, and you can manage so much." Yang Jian said seriously.

"Stop talking, that ghost... has come in."

At this moment, Yang Jian moved the fainted Zhang Han, Feng Quan's head, and his body to the side and gathered them together.

In order not to become the target of this ghost first after dispersing.

A person walked into the house again.

He was an old man dressed as a farmer, with a thin body and simple clothes.

His face was lifeless, with an air of cold death.

This old man is the man named Liu Genrong who Yang Jian inquired about when he entered the village.

Only now, he has become this ghost's new identity.

After Liu Genrong walked in, there was no expression in his gray eyes. Instead of looking at Yang Jian and the others in the corner, his eyes stayed in the opened coffin.

At this moment, the ghost coffin is empty and unoccupied.

After a brief pause, Liu Genrong walked straight to the coffin.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, subconsciously raised his heart.

Although I know what will happen next, but close contact with an unsolvable ghost still makes people feel terrified and hairs stand on end.

"Don't let anything happen to you, just go into the coffin obediently, there will be room for you." He prayed secretly in his heart.

Because besides the ghost walking into the coffin, there is another possibility.

That is to attack yourself and others first.

If this is the case, then the situation may be bad.

Liu Genrong, who had turned into a ghost, had already walked to the side of the ghost coffin, and was less than two meters away from Yang Jian in the corner.

If you take a step forward, you can reach out and grab it.

However, this time it was lucky.

Liu Genrong, who had turned into a ghost, did not attack Yang Jian.

Perhaps it was because Yang Jian, Zhang Han, and Feng Quan had more ghosts in their bodies than he could suppress, and did not meet the conditions of death, so they chose to give up.

Or maybe returning to the ghost coffin has a higher priority than others.

now.

Yang Jian saw the old man Liu Genrong, leaning on the side of the coffin, supporting the body with one arm, and fell into the ghost coffin in a strange posture. Why did this movement look like...Thomas whirled, and the athletes didn't seem to His standard of action.

Luckily it was only a half turn.

If you turn around a few more times and do a set of movements, the picture will be so beautiful.

"It finally went in. My guess is not wrong. This is its real purpose." Yang Jian thought to himself.

"Crack, click!!"

Then a pair of thin, rough palms stained with field mud stretched out from the coffin, grabbed the coffin board that was removed from the side, and then moved slowly.

The coffin lid was shifted to the right position by those hands.

With a bang.

The coffin lid fell.

The seams were tightly closed, and the ghost coffin was closed again, returning to its original state.

immediately.

Calm was restored in the mourning hall.

The expected result finally appeared without any danger.

Ghost, back to the ghost coffin.

It's time for this supernatural event to end.

"Won't you come out again?" Yang Jian stared at the ghost coffin for a long time.

He was worried, and paid attention to it for a while.

The ghost coffin was still calm, and there was no situation where the coffin board was suddenly lifted and wanted to come out again.

If this ghost really wants to come out again, Yang Jian will definitely hold down its coffin board desperately.

I just don't know whether to press it or not.

But it will be very difficult, at least more difficult than holding down Newton, Einstein and their coffin boards.

"It's over."

After nearly an hour of vigilance, Yang Jian was sure.

This ghost won't come out easily after entering the ghost coffin.

Unless some idiot opened the ghost coffin again and took the initiative to release the ghost inside.

Perhaps Huanggang Village had this accident because someone in the village had a funeral and bought a ghost coffin from somewhere, opened it unintentionally and released the ghosts inside.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

With Feng Quan's head on the ground, he was still alive, and there was an inexplicable anger in his numb eyes.

Yang Jian said: "You don't need to thank me, at least I saved your life."

"You ruined a chance to save the world." Feng Quan said.

"This world doesn't need us to save, we only need to save ourselves." Yang Jian said.

Feng Quan was silent, he didn't say anything more, he just said: "Your words make sense."

"It makes sense, I saw it on the forum."

Yang Jiandao: "Some chicken soup for the soul, such as letting go of the pain, not arguing with fools, hitting me if you have the ability, etc."

"If you have a chance, you should really be on the Internet instead of lying in a coffin and pretending to be dead."

"If you take my head back, I think you will think about it." Feng Quan said.

Yang Jiandao: "That's impossible. You are the only thing I've gained from coming to the ghost village this time... I became a pauper because of this action, and I'm only worth more than 200 million yuan. Thank you for letting me realize it." What is the mood of getting rich overnight and going bankrupt overnight, and you are a ghost master, so you can't kill you easily, lest the recovery of the ghost will bring me huge troubles, but I can sell you, after all, there are two in your body. What a ghost."

As he spoke, he walked over with the body bag in hand.

"..." Feng Quan looked at him with some suspicion in his numb eyes.

This person actually wants to sell himself?

that's it.

Yang Jian moved Feng Quan's body into a body bag.

As for his head.