Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian squatted down and removed the steel bar stuck in his neck.

This is the only weapon I have in this nightmare.

In order to prevent the blood from slipping, he tore off another piece of clothing and wrapped it around the corpse.

"Yang Jian, you, did you kill someone?" A middle-aged man who heard the voice came over said in surprise.

Yang Jian stood up without turning his head; "If you don't need your eyes, give them to those who need them. Are you blind? I just ran over and they were already dead. I was still with you when you screamed."

"and many more……"

Suddenly, he looked at the wound on the neck of the deceased.

I remembered the scream from before.

In terms of this wound, the blood blocked the throat, and people should not be able to scream.

Moreover, the blood on the ground was already cold, so the person obviously did not die just now.

Then the scream just now could not have been made by this person before he died.

Yang Jian suddenly looked at the series of red bloody footprints beside him, and his heart suddenly became cold.

It wasn't a person who yelled just now, but a ghost.

Maybe the blood-stained footprints on the road were left by ghosts on purpose to attract Madoka?

"No, Madoka is in danger?"

Yang Jian's face changed suddenly. He suspected that Xiao Yuan had been targeted by the ghost. The ghost probably knew about this difficult guy in the dream. After all, Xiao Yuan and the ghost had dealt with each other more than once.

So this time, does the ghost want to kill Madoka first?

Don't dare to hesitate.

He immediately chased after Madoka in the direction that Madoka left just now.

"Yang Jian, where are you going? No matter you killed the person or not, you can't run away. You have to report this matter quickly." The middle-aged man shouted, he obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

Yang Jian followed the direction where the blood-red footprint left, and soon disappeared around the corner.

But it wasn't long before he left.

In the old house in front of the corpse, an old wooden door was slightly opened with a gap, and it was pitch black inside, but behind the gap, a bloodless pale human face loomed, obviously there was an incomprehensible strangeness The people hiding here, although the distance is less than ten meters, but no one has found.

"Crench!"

At this moment, the door opened and the man came out.

But that pale face has changed, it has become ordinary, it has become a very ordinary villager in the village, nothing special.

The villagers who rushed over to look at the corpse did not pay attention to such details.

As a result, a ghost has quietly mixed into the crowd.

Chapter 7: The Encounter in the Dream

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Yang Jian was panting heavily, his physical strength in the dream was not as good as imagined, and after chasing desperately for a while, he began to feel unbearable.

And it's not the same as yesterday's nightmare.

The distance in the village has not changed at all. If it is not for the different buildings, this is Meishan Village, which is exactly the same as ten years ago. It is impossible to tell which is real and which is a dream.

He quickly found Madoka.

Madoka stood in an open space and was a little dazed.

"Did you catch the ghost?" Yang Jian didn't approach, he was still a bit vigilant.

Xiaoyuan was stunned for a while before turning her head around, her eyes revealed a bit of confusion; "I don't seem to be here, I was looking for the wrong thing."

Got it wrong?

Yang Jian's expression changed, how could this be possible.

Isn't the ghost coming after Madoka?

If the guess is correct, the ghost should be nearby at this time, and it must have attacked Madoka, but she was not attacked.

This shows that my previous judgment was wrong.

"If it's not for Xiaoyuan, then who is the ghost for?" Yang Jian was stunned at this moment.

He found that his judgments were all wrong in the nightmare, and he was never right once. As long as it was related to the ghost in the dream, he would never guess the ghost's actions. It was like this before, and it is like this now. Maybe the ghost knows All your own thoughts?

No, that can't be right.

If ghosts can know what other people think, then it is impossible for ghosts to be killed in dreams.

"No matter what, I can be sure that the ghost must be in this village and has not left the village." Yang Jianyou suddenly looked up at Xiaoyuan and asked seriously.

"Xiao Yuan, last time you dragged me out of the village, you didn't want the ghosts to invade the village, what would happen if the ghosts invaded the village?"

"Did I say that? I don't remember." Xiao Yuan rubbed her head, a little confused.

"...Have you forgotten?" Yang Jian looked at her, thinking that she was not lying, it must be something wrong with her memory.

Or, she also has some undiscovered secrets.

"Forget it for now, the most urgent thing is to find a way to end this nightmare, otherwise, if the ghost continues to kill like this, quite a lot of people will die." Yang Jian said.

He can't take care of other places, but he has to take care of this village.

Suddenly, Madoka turned her head slightly to look in the direction she came from before.

Yang Jian also smelled it.

It was a smell of blood, which was very strong, as if it appeared suddenly.

Immediately.

Yang Jian realized something, and quickly returned to the place where he was just now.

There used to be a lot of villagers gathered in the open space of the village, but now it is empty, and there are still a few fresh corpses left on the ground, as if they had just died not long ago, and the way of death is the same, being penetrated by things He cut his throat, but this time there was no weapon left in the wound, only a bloody wound.

And it's still visible.

In the invisible dark corner, there are still bloodstains, just disappeared for a moment, and it is unknown how many people died here.

"The ghost was in the crowd just now, and he didn't leave at all. The bloody footprints on the ground were misleading, purely misleading." Yang Jian took a slight breath at this moment, feeling the horror of the situation.

Not long after the nightmare started, the first victim appeared.

Immediately afterwards, he and Madoka were temporarily misled and left for a while, and then the ghost started to move its hands recklessly. In just a short moment, the ghost had already killed at least a dozen people silently.

If there is no way to deal with it, the whole village will be ruined tomorrow morning.

"Let me just say, if we don't kill them, they will still die. If only you hadn't stopped me just now, cousin, the faster they die, the greater our chance of success." Madoka looked regretful. Said like.

Yang Jian's eyes sank: "That's true, but we kill people and ghosts kill people differently, ghosts can be unscrupulous, but we can't, and when we kill, ghosts also mix together to kill people, are you afraid that tonight is not enough chaos? "

"So many people have died, the rest of them should already know that something is wrong, and there is a high probability that they all ran home and hid at this moment. This makes the situation even more unfavorable, because whether they have encountered a ghost or died, we have to decide I don’t even know, if you want to find ghosts here, you have to wait for ghosts to appear on their own initiative.”

"But the ghost's first choice target is not us. When we are selected, it will probably be dawn. If we face the ghost before dawn, the chances of winning at that time may not be great."

Headache.

At this moment, Yang Jian only had a headache, because even if he knew about the existence of this ghost and the general law of killing this ghost, he just couldn't deal with it.

The difficulty is that it is difficult to determine the identity of the ghost.

Last time he overcame his fear and tried to kill all the way, but was attacked by a real ghost and almost died.

Although the threat of the ghost itself is not particularly great, in this nightmare, the ghost is very scary, and there is no direct evidence to show that after one nightmare, it will not enter the second nightmare.

It is estimated that Madoka entered the nightmare more times than imagined.

"Tap, Tread."

However, at this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly appeared on the radio of the nearby village. The sound of footsteps was very crisp, and it was made by leather shoes stepping on the ground. The sound echoed through the houses on both sides of the path, and it was very clear.

"Is there someone?" Madoka immediately showed the fruit knife in her hand, and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

What are these footsteps?

Yang Jian was startled suddenly, the footsteps sounded too similar, like the strange footsteps upstairs when he was rummaging through some old things at home during the day.

No.

After listening carefully, he can make a conclusion after careful identification.

The two footsteps came from the same person.

But, is this really human?

"Xiaoyuan, don't be impulsive, this thing is unusual." Yang Jian said solemnly.

Madoka seemed to have noticed something too, she just stared at the path with round eyes, and didn't rush to make a move.

After the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground echoed for a while, a figure was reflected on the wall next to it and appeared in Yang Jian's field of vision, but then the sound of footsteps disappeared, and the person in the alley stopped and did not continue moved on.

"Stopped? Why? Did you know that we had already noticed it, or was there some other reason?" Yang Jian stared at the path, waiting for the next change.

He was not a ghost master in his dream, so he didn't have the capital of trial and error.

If you make a wrong step, you may die in the hands of ghosts.

The figure on the small road paused for about tens of seconds, and then began to move again.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor echoed again, but this time the figure didn't continue walking, but turned around and left.

"That thing wants to go? You can't let it go. The one in the path is probably a ghost staying nearby, and it is absolutely impossible to be a living person."

Yang Jian's expression changed, and he chased after him without hesitation.

Although there is danger, this opportunity cannot be missed, otherwise, if the ghost starts to kill people next time, I don't know how many people will die.

He's fast and moves quickly.

After rushing along that path, Yang Jian saw a figure around a corner, and at the same time, there were still a few footprints on the ground just now. Those footprints were stained with yellow mud, as if they had just walked through the field.

"This person's speed is abnormal, his footsteps are not fast, but he is leaving very fast." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, but he speeded up but failed to catch up.

Every time it's only a little bit short, but I always feel that I can catch up in the next moment.

There is a subtle sense of distance between the two. At first glance, it looks like they are fishing. This ghost is luring Yang Jian to leave, or is trying to take Yang Jian to a certain place.

Yang Jian soon realized this, but he didn't choose to stop.

The danger of ghosts in this nightmare is not great. Madoka has successfully escaped from the nightmare experience, which means that she has killed ghosts before, so she should be able to do it herself.

If it's one-on-one, Yang Jian doesn't think he has any chance of winning.

"This is going out of the village." Suddenly, he found himself chasing that figure to the outside of the village.

Looking back halfway, Yang Jian didn't see Xiaoyuan following, and there was no one behind him.

And in front of him, a dense and dark forest appeared in front of his eyes.

A dirt road that shouldn't exist in the village winds its way into the forest, which also exists in reality, it is a sand forest where half of the corpses have been dug up during the day.

The ghost walked on the road, and the leather shoes stepped on the somewhat muddy road, leaving footprints one by one, and it was also covered with mud.

"Did you bring me here on purpose?" Yang Jian chased after him, holding the only weapon in his hand, a rusty steel bar.

As long as this makeshift weapon penetrates the ghost's body, today's nightmare will be over.

Suddenly.

When he was about to enter the woods, the ghost in front suddenly stopped.

Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, but he didn't stop because of it.

One-on-one.

He had no reason to flinch in fear.

So Yang Jian was still running forward.

At this moment, the distance was rapidly closing, and the weirdness that was impossible to catch up with before did not happen again.

"You can do it." Yang Jian observed the surrounding situation.

There is no sudden extra thing to disturb, this is a good opportunity to fight one-on-one, and at the same time, there is a certainty of victory.