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Chapter 406 The first contact failed (asking for subscription, asking for collection, asking for monthly ticket, asking for recommendation ticket)

With the end of the headless ghost's out-of-control state, Yang Jian could immediately feel a cold aura invade his whole body along his arms.

The whole hand has completely lost feeling, even touch, pain.

Some are just a feeling of a foreign body that does not belong to me appearing in my heart.

But the strangest thing was that when he tried to move his hand, this pale and strange hand could be controlled to move according to his own ideas.

"Is this finished? The next step is to steal the supernatural powers I need from the ghost messenger..."

Thinking this way, he then looked at the severed hand on the ground, which was originally his limb.

Yang Jian picked it up, put it in a box and put it away, not wanting to give up his original body.

At this time, Su Yuan turned around abruptly and said, "Are you ready?"

Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, then said, "It's ready."

"Very good, then next, you have to be careful, you have to resist the first wave of attacks from ghost messengers!"

Yang Jian: "???"

Is this different from what was said in the plan?
Didn't you just say you want me to be in front?

Seeing Yang Jian's suspicious expression, Su Yuan explained: "The two of us are standing together now, and we don't meet the conditions of being alone, and ghost messengers will not attack us, so we have to separate and stand a little farther away. Come on, the number of ghosts on your body is not enough, so ghost messengers will definitely attack you."

"You don't have to do anything, you just need to wait to resist the first attack of the ghost guard, and that's enough, and leave the rest to me? Is that okay?"

After hearing Su Yuan's words, Yang Jian's face darkened, and he felt an urge to curse.

Good guy, then you should have said earlier just now, and you didn't tell me until it was time to act, but now that I have changed my ghost hands, you just told me...

At this moment, Yang Jian only felt that he had gotten into Su Yuan's black car, and the doors of the car had been welded to death.

But there is nothing to do.

Fortunately, he still has a surrogate doll in his hand, there is really something wrong, and there is still a chance to save his life.

"Are you sure you'll make it in time?"

"Leave it to me! As long as you can't even resist the few seconds of the first wave of contact."

For the sake of talking about it, what else can Yang Jian say?
Immediately walked helplessly towards the side.

The ghost difference judges the conditions for a person to be alone, and you don't need to go too far, often only a few meters away is enough.

And this distance is only about the size of a house.

Soon, Yang Jian was a few meters away from Su Yuan.

A terrifying scene happened immediately.

At this time, a faint smell of corpses began to permeate the surrounding darkness, and at the same time, a heavy, hurried footstep appeared around him.

The cold breath came along with the erosion of darkness, making the hairs stand on end and trembling all over.

Is the ghost here?
Yang Jian tensed his body subconsciously. The abnormalities around him, as well as the ghost master's instinct, all sent him a very dangerous signal.
The ghost is around, and has already stared at him.

However, before he could take any action to prevent being attacked,
In an instant, Yang Jian felt as if his neck was hung by something.

Accompanied by a strong sense of suffocation, a terrifying force came from the darkness, directly hanging him in midair.

Damn it, it's a ghost rope!
He struggled violently, and reached out to touch his neck.

Soon he touched an old straw rope, rough and cold, like the rope used to hang himself in the past.

The ghost rope was restrained by the ghost, and now he still has the ghost hand, Yang Jian stretched out his hand to pull it, trying to use his own ghost power to resist.

But the scary thing is that the ghost in the body seems to be completely silent at this moment, as if it has disappeared, without any reaction.

Let yourself suddenly seem to be reduced to an ordinary person.

"Made! What about Su Yuan, why don't you make a move!"

Feeling the terrifying force from the ghost rope, Yang Jian's tongue was almost strangled, and his face turned red.

Speaking of which, this is not the first time he has been strangled by a ghost rope.

The earliest time was when he encountered Wang Yue, the original owner of the ghost rope, in the ghost domain of the knocker ghost.

However, just when these insignificant thoughts appeared in his mind.

Near at hand, a pair of stiff, cold and blackened palms stretched out from the darkness, tore open his clothes, and thrust into his flesh, flesh and blood.
It seems to be groping, and it seems to be searching.

This seemingly random groping has already caused Yang Jian's body torn apart, his bones twisted, and he was excruciatingly painful.

damn...

It's looking for the ghost in my body!
Seeing that these hands were quickly pulled out from his body to take away his ghost eyes, Yang Jian immediately struggled to use the surrogate doll.

But at this moment, time suddenly seemed to stop.

That's right, it really stopped.

Even the ghost messengers did the same, their hands stopped in front of Yang Jian, only tens of centimeters away, but it was difficult to step in.

What happened?
Yang Jian was shocked to find that everything around here was in a static state, whether it was the ghost in front of him or himself, everything was at a standstill, and even he himself couldn't move.

Realizing this, Yang Jian felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

In this weird situation, only thinking and his own ghost eyes seem to be unaffected.

However, because of ghosts, the ghost eyes were oppressed by the spirit, and there was no way to open them.

However, I don't know that it is because I have been eroded by ghost eyes, and I have some characteristics of ghost eyes.

At such a close distance, he was actually able to see the true appearance of the ghost.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing a worn-out shirt, which was dirty and dark, with thick blood stains remaining on it. The blood stains were rotting, exuding a smell like a corpse. At the same time, it was exposed to the outside world. His hands and feet were even more stiff and black.

Like a corpse that has been placed somewhere for a long time, it is in a state of being about to rot but not rot.

But on the ghost's shoulder, Yang Jian saw a coffin nail-shaped thing, which was exactly what Wang Xiaoming let him see before.

The thing seemed to penetrate deep into the cold corpse, and along the shoulder it seemed to be inserted into the ghost's heart.

Just the moment he saw it, Yang Jian felt his scalp go numb.

Because the shape of the coffin nails made by Wang Xiaoming is about to disappear, leaving only a black and conspicuous black mark, as if it has merged with the ghost's flesh and blood, and can no longer be separated from each other.

The ghost also spliced ​​the coffin nails into his body?
Inexplicably, this horrifying thought flashed through Yang Jian's mind.

(End of this chapter)