Mysterious resurgence

In the dim restaurant at this moment, long-dead corpses were hung in the air by old straw ropes. Each of these corpses had a strange smile on their face, and a pair of dead gray eyes were open, and they all looked towards He pointed in the direction of Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, and let out a weird smile that made people laugh.

From the first encounter with Tong Qian, we can know that this kind of grimace-like laughter is fatal. After hearing it, ordinary people will die with a smile on their faces in just a few seconds.

Maybe even the ghost master can't resist the curse of laughter.

Just like the cry of the grave-crying ghost.

The only way to avoid being killed by this cursed laughter is to completely block your ears. It is best to become deaf. As long as you can't hear the slightest sound, you are safe.

The moment Yang Jian heard the laughter in the ghost realm, he knew something was wrong.

Having encountered the grave-weeping ghost, he knew that the ghost realm could not isolate the sound, and could only temporarily delay the time of being killed by the laughter.

"All the corpses are smiling, but it is absolutely impossible for them to have a ghost face on every corpse. Only the smiling face on one corpse can really kill people, and the others are just deliberate cover-ups. I opened the third level of the ghost realm. Delay for time, within this time you must find the corpse with the real ghost face, otherwise we can only run away."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and put his hands in front of the ghost eyes. A hole was torn in the palms of his hands and eyes popped out one by one.

The third level of ghost realm is opened.

This time he was very conservative and did not expand the area too much. He just covered the restaurant. In this way, the ghost who walked outside could be temporarily isolated from the outside.

There is no reason why the ghost outside the corridor in the third-floor ghost realm can still come in.

"With so many corpses, it's very troublesome to find them. Just run away. Your three-level ghost realm is useless. It's been restrained and will be invaded soon."

Xiong Wenwen was so frightened that he almost cried. Just now he encountered a very terrifying scene.

"What?" Yang Jian had just opened the third level of ghost realm, and his eyelids suddenly jumped when he heard the news.

All three levels of ghost realm have been invaded?

"This is impossible. Starving ghosts can be locked by my three-layer ghost domain. The horror level of ghosts here will definitely not reach S level. Otherwise, the ghost rope would not be able to lift all the corpses so easily." Yang Jian I didn't believe it at first, but suddenly I remembered that ghost could only tamper with memories.

Bloody red newspaper.

That thing can restrain one's own ghost realm and completely suppress one's own ghost realm.

Because the newspaper can block the line of sight, the ghost eye's line of sight is blocked, and the ghost domain cannot be used smoothly.

"How much time do I have?" Yang Jian said immediately.

"Only, only three seconds." Xiong Wenwen looked at the cartoon watch in his hand and shuddered.

The words have just been spoken.

A blood-stained red newspaper suddenly appeared in Yang Jian's ghost realm. There was an outline of a human face on the newspaper, with a terrifying evil nature. With the appearance of this thing, the ghost realm seemed to be blown in. There was a cold wind, and the red ghost area seemed to be wiped out where the blood-stained newspaper flew, revealing a corner of the dim restaurant.

And as this hole was torn open, red and blood-stained newspapers were also blown into the ghost realm in other places, and more and more holes were torn open.

In just a moment, Yang Jian's ghost realm seemed to be torn to pieces.

"I'll do it, you choose, and tell me the results as soon as possible."

Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately disappeared from the place with Xiong Wenwen. He appeared under a smiling and laughing corpse.

The next moment, his ghost stood up from behind, preparing to invade the body, trying to seize the ghost face and stop this horrific incident from happening again.

"No, it's not this corpse. I saw you successfully suppressed this corpse, but the laughter is still there." Xiong Wenwen shouted hurriedly.

Apparently, he used his ability to predict the future to tell Yang Jian the outcome.

Yang Jian canceled his action and quickly came under the second corpse, also preparing to take action.

"It's not this one either." Xiong Wenwen told him the answer again.

"Oh shit."

Yang Jian cursed in his heart and broke into a cold sweat. His ghost domain was being invaded, and the ghosts outside were laughing constantly. Once the limit was reached, he had to retreat.

This operation could only end in failure.

But he didn't give up. Since he had chosen to fight head-on, he would not back down easily. Otherwise, hesitation would only waste his ability.

It is not easy for a ghost controller to do it once, and the cost is too high.

The fourth corpse, no.

The fifth corpse was also wrong.

Yang Jian's luck was obviously not very good. After making five or six choices in front of nearly thirty corpses, the chance of success was only about one-sixth.

But at this moment, the limit has been reached.

Conditions did not allow him to continue trial and error, because his ghost realm could no longer hold on.

There was no red ghost land around, only a dim restaurant. The cold wind was blowing everywhere, and blood-stained newspapers with faces printed on them were flying, approaching within one meter of Yang Jian. , several newspapers almost stuck directly in his face.

Once attached, Yang Jian was not sure whether he could still hold on.

This is not like when he was attacked at home, where he could leave at any time. There are still other horrors here. As long as he makes a brief mistake, he may die here.

"We can't try any more. Run quickly. The ghost outside the door just now has come in. It's in this restaurant. Once the ghost realm is gone, we will be killed in an instant. I have foreseen this result." Xiong Wenwen At this moment, he was shouting like he was collapsing. For the first time, he foresaw the death of himself and Yang Jian.

He had never seen this result before.

In other words, this operation is over. If we continue to hold on, the result will be the same as Xiong Wenwen predicted.

So changes have to be made.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and had no choice but to give up. He immediately took back the ghost domain and took out a red ghost candle.

The moment the Ghost Realm was retracted, the blood-stained red newspapers rushed over.

At the same time, a heavy footsteps in the restaurant were approaching here quickly. It was the ghost that appeared outside the corridor before. When Yang Jian acted before, the ghost had pushed the door and entered the restaurant, and was wandering nearby.

This thing didn't come to Yang Jian deliberately, it was an unknown terror that was attracted by him with the white ghost candle before.

The death that Xiong Wenwen predicted came from this ghost.

And in addition to this ghost, the infiltrating laughter echoing in the restaurant is even more creepy. This laughter carries a curse like an evil spirit. In just a moment, the corners of Xiong Wenwen's mouth next to him have already raised, A smile appeared unconsciously, and the smile gradually approached the smiles on the corpses.

"I'm dead. I'm dead this time. Yang Jian, please hurry up."

Xiong Wenwen started crying at this moment. He found that he had predicted that several outcomes would be death.

Either he died with a smile on his face, he was killed by the ghost that entered the restaurant, or he died from the resurrection of the evil ghost. He could only foresee two ways to survive.

One of them is to light the ghost candle.

Yang Jian was pinched to death.

At this critical moment, a fire light lit up.

He held a red candle in his hand, and the candle was burning with eerie green flames, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The ghost candle was lit smoothly.

As soon as the ghost candle's light appeared, the surrounding situation immediately changed.

The blood-stained newspaper that was blown by the cold wind could not get close to the area covered by candlelight. It could only fly around in the dim restaurant and could not attack Yang Jian.

The weird and terrifying laughter was also isolated at this time. Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, illuminated by the candlelight, seemed to have become deaf and could no longer hear the sound.

The deterioration of the situation was stopped at this moment.

Even the door of the restaurant was suddenly opened at this time, and a tall black figure could be vaguely seen taking dead steps again, gradually turning around and leaving, seemingly giving up staying here to attack Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, and then Or maybe this ghost didn't meet the conditions to kill them, and was just forcibly attracted by the white ghost candle before.