Mysterious recovery

"So there is only one way, and that is to try one umbrella after another until you find the real one."

"But relying on me to try it alone is definitely courting death. I need enough people to help me try."

Two plans came to Yang Jian's mind.

One is to use the 1000 or two hundred water ghosts in the ghost lake.

The other is to use the supernatural power of deceiving ghosts to resurrect the dead.

After a brief evaluation, Yang Jian decided to use the second plan.

He was worried that the water ghost would be imprisoned on the sixth floor after opening the umbrella, thus weakening the supernatural power of Ghost Lake. Although he had many water ghosts, he didn't want to be consumed in large quantities. There is no loss at all even if he dies, after all, Yang Jian can ignore the supernatural recovery of the deceitful ghost now.

"Wang Shan, the next thing is up to you."

Soon, Yang Jian used the supernatural power of deceiving ghosts to directly resurrect the dead Wang Shan.

"Why is it me again? Yang Jian, can't you change someone?" Wang Shan, who was awake, immediately understood his mission.

"No, it's good to use you."

While Yang Jian was talking, he continued to use the supernatural power of the deceiving ghost, and then a figure began to appear beside him, and then these figures gradually became clear, and finally they all turned into the appearance of Wang Shan.

And as time goes by, the number of Wang Shan is still increasing.

"How many times is this plan to make me die?" Wang Shan, who was the first to be resurrected, turned dark.

"If you're lucky, you can do it dozens of times. If you're unlucky, it's possible to do it a thousand times." Yang Jian said, "Don't waste time, start your work."

Wang Shan had no choice, because the orders engraved in his memory could not be disobeyed, so he could only walk towards the black umbrellas all over the ground in front of him.

After being burned by the will-o'-the-wisp, the remaining umbrellas are intact, except that some black umbrellas are open and some are closed.

Wang Shan took a look and walked straight to an open black umbrella.

Although the real umbrella is hidden in it and cannot be found, at least one thing is certain, that is, the umbrella must be in an open state, and this alone can reduce many wrong choices.

"I'll probably die right away if I pick up this umbrella."

Wang Shan sighed helplessly, he looked back, and there were countless people behind him who were eager to try.

Without thinking about it, he picked up the umbrella on the ground.

As soon as he picked it up, Wang Shan's surroundings fell into darkness, and then he found out in horror that, at some point, there was a dry and cold palm on the umbrella he was holding.

He understood that this was the ghost under the umbrella.

Now I will either be killed by a ghost, or I will enter the sixth floor and never come back.

"Failed."

After a while, Yang Jian saw that Wang Shanju disappeared strangely with his black umbrella, and the black umbrella also fluttered and landed on the ground.

"Let's act together and save a little time."

Then Yang Jian glanced behind him.

Immediately, many Wang Shans acted together without saying a word.

soon.

All sorts of bizarre and scary things happened in the house.

Some Wang Shan just disappeared as before, while others were directly killed by ghosts and turned into broken corpses. The most unlucky thing was that a ghost appeared as soon as the umbrella was picked up, and the ghost even got out of the umbrella He wanted to start killing people in the house, but thanks to Yang Jian's timely action, he avoided the action being interfered.

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Yang Jian was standing quietly in the house at the moment, waiting for Wang Shan to go to die, no, to complete the task.

However, as Wang Shan died again and again, until the house was searched, there was still no gain.

"Using the spirit of the wishing ghost may guide me to find the real umbrella location." While waiting, Yang Jian was also trying to use other methods to search.

Holding the red spear, he made his wish in a low voice, hoping that the spear in his hand could guide him in the direction.

But when Yang Jian made this wish, the red spear trembled and scarlet blood flowed out continuously, but he didn't make any move.

"The wish is too difficult to come true? Or is it that even the ghost of the wishing ghost can't find the right one among so many umbrellas? Or, the continuous rainstorm outside interferes with the ghost of the wishing ghost? "Yang Jian was a little puzzled.

But he was not in a hurry, but watched the movement of the spear in his hand.

The blood from the red spear kept flowing, but it was strange that the blood that flowed out this time did not corrode Yang Jian's body.

I don't know if it's because of driving a supernatural bus.

After all, one's own spirituality is too powerful to avoid being corroded by other ghosts.

After a while, just when Yang Jian thought the wish was invalid, suddenly the red spear moved, and then flew towards the door as if controlled by something.

"it works?"

Seeing this, Yang Jian was a little surprised.

But soon, his surprise disappeared.

The spear that flew out was washed by the torrential rain outside, and fell down not far away, and then nailed to the ground without moving.

The heavy rain washed away the blood on the gun, and Yang Jian's wish became invalid.

"The wish failed, it was indeed due to the rainstorm outside, but it is not completely useless, at least we can be sure that the real umbrella is not in this house." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Then he took the umbrella he had brought with him from the fourth floor and strode out of the house.

The rain fell.

The black umbrella in his hand is in danger, as if it will be destroyed by the rainstorm at any time.

Yang Jian didn't dare to hesitate, walked towards the rainstorm, retracted the spear on the ground, and then went straight to a house not far away in the direction where the spear flew.

Although he runs very fast.

But the heavy rain affected his sight and interfered with his ghost domain, making his movements very inconvenient.

In addition, the umbrella in his hand couldn't support it and completely lost its ability to cover the rain, and it directly began to become tattered.

The umbrella was washed away by the rainstorm, and without the cover, the rainstorm directly hit Yang Jian's body.

Although Yang Jian intentionally avoided getting wet by the rain, he had to cross this rainy area to go to other houses, and the umbrella in his hand couldn't keep the water from dripping when it failed.

I thought that the rain was a means of spiritual attack, but Yang Jian, who was drenched in the rain, did not feel any signs of being eroded, but a cold aura coiled around him, lingering, as if he had been affected by it. Like some kind of curse.

Yang Jian ignored it, he came to the gate of another house as fast as he could, and opened the gate without hesitation to enter.

After entering the door, Yang Jian was no longer exposed to the rain.

But he felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if it was a very unfortunate thing to be caught in the rain here.

Yang Jian didn't think much, he continued to resurrect Wang Shan and asked him to help him find the correct umbrella.

Although Wang Shan complained every time after his resurrection, he did not procrastinate at all and was very conscientious in doing things. Although there were reasons for Yang Jian's memory modification, it was more of Wang Shan's own qualities. .

But when Wang Shan was working hard, Yang Jian suddenly noticed something unusual, and he immediately looked outside the gate behind him.

The torrential rain in the dark sky outside the door continued without any intention of stopping. However, at some point in the rainstorm, there were a few black figures, and each of those figures was holding a handful of black Umbrellas walked towards this side without slowing down, and the black umbrellas in the hands of these figures could not be damaged by the rainstorm, which was completely different from the rotten umbrella stand beside Yang Jian now.

"This is...the ghost with an umbrella on the fifth floor? It didn't appear before, but it appeared suddenly just now, and it came towards me." Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and then he looked at himself who was drenched in the rain. , he probably understood.

The rain on the fifth floor cannot be drenched. Once the fifth floor gets wet, the ghosts will come to find it.

If it gets wet in the rain for a long time, it is estimated that more and more ghosts will come over.

This is the danger of the fifth floor.

But Yang Jian didn't think about this, but looked at the umbrellas in the hands of those ghosts and couldn't help but have an idea in his mind.

Are the real umbrellas not in these houses, but in the hands of some ghost?

Because the umbrella in the hands of the ghost outside is open.

Moreover, the red spear that suddenly flew outside might not be pointing at a certain house, but at a certain ghost.

If the real umbrella is held by a ghost, and the ghost is constantly wandering in the heavy rain, then it is impossible for the living to find the umbrella, because no ghost master can survive the rain. Countless terrifying ghosts attacked, and then successfully snatched the black umbrella.

If it were the former Yang Jian who entered the fifth floor, he would definitely die, and it is impossible to get out alive.

But now...Yang Jian thinks he can give it a try.

The process is dangerous, but it saves a lot of time.

But this is just a guess.

"Just verify it." Yang Jian took advantage of the fact that Li Gui hadn't approached, he clenched the red spear in his hand again, and made a wish.

"Guide me to the real black umbrella."

Just like before, blood flowed from the red spear, then the red spear kept shaking, and finally flew towards the outside of the house as before.

However, it didn't fly very far, the spear fell to the ground under the torrential rain, and then the wish failed again.

"Sure enough, that umbrella is not in the house." Seeing this, Yang Jian felt that his previous guess was correct.

"What? I've been doing it for a long time, and I died for nothing?" Seeing this, Wang Shan opened his eyes and looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said: "It's not in vain. Your existence just helps me rule out an option and brings me closer to the truth. If it wasn't for you, I don't know when I will find it here, and I am facing unknown supernatural powers." The time itself needs to be explored slowly, and no one can know the real situation at the beginning."

"I still need your help in the future, because even if I take the black umbrella, I need someone to verify it for me, so you stay in this house and don't walk around, I will take action."

As he spoke, he ignored the torrential rain outside and walked directly into the heavy rain.

Yang Jian didn't hold an umbrella, because he didn't need it anymore, and now he wanted to take the initiative to get wet and lure out the ghost holding the real umbrella.

The ghost of the wishing ghost can guide a general direction, and I believe it will be successful when the time comes.

"Has he become so reckless?" Wang Shan pondered, feeling that the Yang Jian in front of him was no longer the person in his impression.

Yang Jian, who entered the rainstorm, held a red spear and waited for the ghost to approach.

soon.

His previous speculation was confirmed.

As Yang Jian continued to drench in the rain, there were gradually more figures holding black umbrellas in the distance, and they continued to gather towards this side.

That number, densely packed, one after another, looks like a black rope constantly shrinking through the heavy rain.

"I can't find a real umbrella, maybe I will die here." Seeing this, Yang Jian's heart sank suddenly.

Although he now controls the ghost on the bus, this powerful supernatural power is not unrestrained, and long-term consumption will definitely shorten the recovery time of his ghost.

So he had to solve this matter before Li Gui recovered.

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The torrential rain never stops.

This is a world shrouded in rain, everything in this world is wet, and the air is filled with a cold and damp smell.

Yang Jian was drenched in heavy rain, holding a red spear in his hand, squinting his eyes slightly, watching the ghosts approaching with umbrellas.

This number seems to have returned to the time when fighting against the ghost ship.

But now Yang Jian is not afraid of such a scene, because he has experienced similar experiences more than once, and he has the experience and ability to fight against a group of fierce ghosts.

"These ghosts have been imprisoned on this floor. They can't leave here, and they can't pose a threat to the outside world, so I don't need to fight these ghosts forever. As long as I find that umbrella, this supernatural event will be completely over. gone."

Yang Jian thought this in his heart, and at the same time he immediately started to act.

As Yang Jian strode forward in the heavy rain, he made a wish in a low voice: "The moment the spear in my hand is raised, it will definitely point in the direction of the real umbrella."

Then he slowly raised the spear in his hand.

The supernatural power of the wishing ghost was revealed again.

Although disturbed by the heavy rain and blocked by the ghosts, the wish Yang Jian made was very simple, and even under such circumstances, he had the conditions to fulfill it.

The raised spear was like a compass, affected by a supernatural force, causing Yang Jian's raised arm to change its direction unconsciously.

That orientation is, front right.

As soon as the location was determined, Yang Jian rushed out immediately. He was like a ghost bus out of control, rampaging through the dark crowd, and any ghosts that stood in his way would be repelled.

The first ghost holding a black umbrella was the most unlucky.

Before attacking Yang Jian, the hatchet had already chopped down and chopped off Li Gui's palm holding the black umbrella. The black umbrella fell to the ground, and Li Gui's body was gradually exposed to the rainstorm. .