Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian successfully delivered the red letter to Mrs. Liu, and also took the coffin nails from Mrs. Liu's hand. It can be said that the two things in the plan have been successfully completed.

but.

Something unexpected happened.

Mrs. Liu, who was already a dead body, suddenly sat up at this moment.

The suppression of the graveyard seemed to be ineffective, or the amount of graveyard covering it was too small to allow the corpse to fall into a deep sleep.

"What's going on? Did the ghost wake up?" Li Yang was startled, and hurriedly withdrew from the old grave.

Yang Jian stared at the corpse of the old lady Liu who kept vomiting blood: "I don't know, it seems that some unpredictable changes have taken place."

"You can ignore it. Our letter delivery has been completed. Let's just leave here now. This place is very evil, and accidents always happen. It is not recommended to stay any longer." Sun Rui's face was a little ugly, and the uneasiness in his heart rose again .

He vaguely felt that something terrible would happen if he continued to stay here.

leave?

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly.

This is indeed a good suggestion. My goal has been achieved, and I can indeed pat my ass and leave.

However, he didn't want to leave like this.

Because the ghost has not been dealt with yet.

Once my group is gone, if something continues to happen here, then no one will stop it, and it may lead to a very serious incident.

"No, I can't leave for the time being. I want to see what will happen after the successful delivery of the letter. The identity of the messenger is very special. It is difficult to distinguish between good and bad. Besides, we are the person in charge. If we don't care about it If you ask, who do you ask if there is a problem? Shouldn’t we handle it?”

Yang Jian said with a cold face: "And if there are really other ghosts in this Fushouyuan, if they spread out, many people will die in Dahai City."

"It hasn't been long since the supernatural event happened. It would be best if we can deal with it at this time."

Right now, the matter is no longer as simple as sending a letter, but a supernatural event that is brewing or even erupting.

Sun Rui shut up and fell silent at the moment.

Yang Jian is right, they are the person in charge, not the messenger, they can leave after delivering the letter.

They need to be responsible for supernatural events.

Mrs. Liu's body was still sitting there.

The skinny cheeks were slightly bulging, and the corners of the mouth were still bleeding thick and black blood. The blood soaked the nearby soil, and there was a disgusting stench in the air, as if something had rotted.

And the amount of thick black blood spit out was much larger than expected.

It has far exceeded the blood volume of an adult, and there is no sign of stopping. It seems that it can sit there and vomit all the time.

This weird phenomenon is definitely not happening casually.

It must be a sign of something.

As for what will happen, everyone present does not know, and can only be sure that this is not a good thing.

"Try to stop this mutation of the corpse first, and stabilize the situation first. If it's not possible, I still have a coffin nail in my hand, which can deal with a ghost." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, thinking about countermeasures, but also taking care of the overall situation.

immediately.

The tall, headless ghost behind Yang Jian moved.

Standing up like a headless corpse shrouded in darkness, he walked towards Mrs. Liu's body.

Headless ghosts stuck in a dead state are the most suitable for testing.

Even if it doesn't work, it won't cause any burden to the current Yang Jian.

The headless ghost quickly walked over, and the black shadow like thick ink enveloped the body of Mrs. Liu who was sitting up.

There seemed to be an inexplicable supernatural power on the thin, gloomy corpse. The headless ghost tried to invade and suppress it, but was isolated from it.

Yang Jian saw the place where the black and viscous blood had permeated, and the headless ghost did not dare to approach, instead, he avoided it on his own, and the corpse that kept spitting out a large amount of black blood from its mouth became a source of terror. All ghosts will retreat.

"The blood is weird, similar to grave soil, and has the property of repelling supernatural powers, or that thing itself is a part of some kind of supernatural, and the degree of horror is higher than I imagined."

"If this kind of thing continues to spread, maybe a certain balance in this cemetery will be broken, and unexpected things will happen."

He guessed in his mind.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up and rushed over with big strides.

"Captain Yang, what are you going to do?" Sun Rui asked immediately upon seeing Yang Jian's sudden movement.

"Don't worry about me, I'll try to deal with this corpse." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he had already returned to the side of Granny Liu's corpse.

The others were terrified and afraid, not daring to approach, but just watched from afar.

Facing a corpse that suddenly sat up, even looking at it like this makes people feel creepy, and only people like Yang Jian dare to approach it again without fear.

After Yang Jian approached, without saying a word, he stretched out a palm and grabbed Old Madam Liu's neck.

His palm was also cold and stiff and incompatible with his own skin color, which was paler than his own, but this palm was black, like a dead man's palm, like a part of his body that was temporarily pieced together.

"Lie down for me."

With a cold face, Yang Jian tried to push the old lady Liu down who was sitting up, and buried her back in the grave.

At present, although the corpse of Mrs. Liu is weird, it has not caused any substantial harm to the people and things around her. Strictly speaking, this corpse is not a ghost, but suffered some kind of unknown force in this Fushou Garden. The spiritual invasion has become an incomprehensible existence.

The sitting corpse of Mrs. Liu seemed to have been suppressed by ghostly hands.

The continuous vomiting of blood has been contained, but this containment is not complete, but the speed of vomiting blood has slowed down. Blood is still flowing from the corners of the mouth of this skinny and terrifying corpse, like a bottomless pit, and sticky black blood is still overflowing .

"boom!"

The sitting corpse was forcibly pushed down by Yang Jian.

After Mrs. Liu lay down, the corpse was struggling, and Yang Jian felt the movement from the corpse.

"Are you kidding, can't the ghost hand completely suppress it? Could it be possible to move the coffin nail?" His face moved slightly.

The other hand was already holding the rusty coffin nail.

This is just in case.

"Seal the corpse with coffin nails first, and then bury it. After the suppression of the grave is formed, I will remove the coffin nails at the end. Maybe it will be better." Yang Jian thought of a safer way.

But just as he had this thought, the unexpected happened again.

The body of Mrs. Liu, who was suppressed by the ghost's hand, was rapidly swelling at this moment.

It was originally a skinny corpse, and within a short while, it looked like a corpse soaked in water for several days, swollen unbearably.

Mrs. Liu's face, ears, eyes, nostrils, and corners of mouth were all bleeding from the sudden death.

It's all that sticky black blood.

"Can't wait any longer."

Although Yang Jian was reluctant to use the coffin nails here, he felt that the situation was more serious than he imagined.

There was hardly any hesitation.

A coffin nail directly pierced Mrs. Liu's forehead and nailed her head.

But the moment the coffin was nailed to Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu's swollen corpse exploded with a bang like a balloon.

The dead man's skin was torn apart, there was no internal flesh and blood, only a stream of sticky black blood spattered out.

Yang Jian, who was close, had no time to dodge, and was immediately splashed with blood and stained all over.

And Mrs. Liu's body was in tatters at the moment, only a head nailed to the coffin was still intact, and the ashen eyes seemed to be moving, and there was an indescribable penetration in the eyes of the beholders.

"Captain Yang, do you need help?" Seeing this scene, Sun Rui shouted hastily.

"I am fine."

Yang Jian wiped the sticky blood on his face, and he waved his hand sullenly and said.

But before he finished speaking.

Sudden.

Li Yang observed the surroundings, and shouted in panic: "The situation is not good, the surrounding old graves seem to be wrong, it seems that many graves are collapsing."

"what?"

Yang Jian and Sun Rui did not wait to analyze the current situation, they hurriedly looked around.

Suddenly, a chill came to my heart.

The old tombs with names engraved and portraits hanging on them were indeed collapsing little by little at this time.

"Look, there seems to be someone on that grave." All of a sudden, a member of the supernatural forum pointed to the other side and shouted.

On the top of an old tomb, there was a person sitting at some point.

The person couldn't see clearly, he sat motionless on the top of the grave, he couldn't see the front, only one side.

But that profile is very strange, like a dead person's face, covered with a thick layer of grave soil, the grave soil is black, with cracks, sticking to the skin, it seems to have merged with that person .

A man whose face is covered in mud?

Oh my goodness.

Is this still human?

Maybe it was a ghost just crawling out of an old grave.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's heart shrank suddenly.

His guess was correct.

The mutation of Mrs. Liu's body has something to do with a certain balance in the cemetery.

Although the cemetery was weird before, at least there was nothing else except Mrs. Liu. Strictly speaking, it was relatively safe.

But now?

The old grave collapsed, and a strange person appeared on a certain grave.

Does this indicate that the ghost sleeping in the tomb will appear soon?

After all, Yang Jian had guessed before.

This cemetery is probably not prepared for the dead, but for ghosts, because the cemetery here can make ghosts fall into a deep sleep and enter a state of being suppressed.

Now this kind of suppression and deep sleep is suspected to be a problem.

Is it because I took the coffin nail from Mrs. Liu's hand?

Or is it because of the red letter?

The former is unlikely.

Because now the coffin nail in Yang Jian's hand was returned to Mrs. Liu, and it was nailed to the forehead of the corpse.

But the mutation didn't stop.

So there is a high probability that it is the problem of the red letter.

"If one is not handled well, there will be a big problem here." Cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead.

Although he didn't feel the existence that threatened his safety, he felt an unprecedented horror in his heart.

Leaving aside the unproblematic tombs in Fushou Garden itself, how many old tombs are there that appear strangely here?

One hundred seats, two hundred?three hundred?

... Although so many old graves may not all be buried with ghosts, at least there must be more than one ghost buried here.

Even if there are more than ten ghosts coming out of the grave, the big city outside will be ruined.

This is no longer an existence that can be defined by an S-level supernatural event.

The S-level supernatural event is just an incomprehensible level ghost.

But the situation in this cemetery has surpassed the S level.

Once it erupts completely, this will be the first SS level supernatural event in the supernatural circle.

Even if Yang Jian held the coffin nails in his hand, he could only nail one ghost to death smoothly, and he would definitely not be able to withstand the recovery of so many ghosts at the same time.

And the more ghosts there are, the easier it is to trigger the law of ghosts killing people.

Maybe when he stands here, even breathing will be stared at by ghosts.