Mysterious recovery

now.

Inside Fushou Garden.

The spiritual confrontation has temporarily come to an end.

Wei Jing's face turned black, and he walked out of Fushou Garden with a numb expression. He was holding an old straw rope in his hand. This straw rope seemed to be infinitely extended until it reached the cemetery behind him.

As he walked step by step, the other end of the ghost rope was wrapped around a highly decomposed female corpse. The female corpse was broken into two pieces from the waist, but they were entangled with each other, which was extremely strange.

No, not just a female corpse.

There is more behind.

There was a distorted figure, struggling like a ghost, trying to get rid of the shackles of this grass rope.

There is also a dead person who seems to have just been buried, with foreign objects wriggling under the skin, and his face is pale. That person is actually Luo Suyi who died in the cemetery before.

Also, there was an old, rotten thick quilt, which seemed to be wrapped in a ghost, even if it was entangled by the ghost rope, there was still a movement of struggle.

……

Wei Jing grabbed the ghost rope and walked along with these terrifying things.

They were all unknown and terrifying ghosts, but they were all suppressed in his hands.

The supernatural is restricted.

"Wei Jing, you've done a good job. It's true that the headquarters sent you to try to persuade the fight. It's no wonder that Yang Wudi will give you face."

Ye Zhen is currently sitting on the stone pier of the archway in Fushou Garden, watching Wei Jing approaching.

"However, there is still a gap between you and me, Mr. Ye. If you think there is something wrong with my words, please come and discuss with me. After all, I, Mr. Ye, have been invincible in my life and have only lost one game. Without affecting my invincibility, I am still fearless."

Wei Jing thought he was farting, and said expressionlessly: "Fushou Garden is a very special place. The situation here can only be contained temporarily, and it cannot be completely cleared. There are too many old graves inside, and there is no telling when it will be cleared." A ghost came out, so you have to keep an eye on the situation here from today on."

"Where's Yang Jian?"

"He left a long time ago. He seems to be chasing something. It seems to be a little secret, but I'm not interested. What I'm interested in is how to overcome the coffin nail in his hand next time and defeat him again." Ye Zhen said.

Wei Jing continued: "Don't fight with Yang Jian again. If there is a next time, the headquarters will cooperate with Yang Jian to kill you. There will only be one mediation, and there will never be a second time. I hope you understand."

"Wei Jing, times have changed."

Ye Zhen seemed to be seriously serious: "The king will stand on the top of the sky, and the loser will wither like fallen leaves."

"what are you talking about?"

Wei Jing's numb expression showed no emotion at all, but there was a hint of doubt in his tone.

He couldn't understand Ye Zhen's words that seemed to be secondary.

Ye Zhen laughed loudly and said: "In terms you can understand, who will dominate this world in the future? Is it the resurgent ghosts? Or the dignitaries of the old world? Or the newly rising ghost masters? Hope, Survival, continuation, when everything is concentrated at a certain point under great pressure, something will be conceived by this era."

"He can bring hope, keep alive, save lives."

"What's that?" Wei Jing asked.

"is God."

Ye Zhen pointed to the sky and said: "And I, Ye Zhen, will ascend to the sky and become a god, in the name of being the strongest."

"Before coming here, someone told me that your mind is not normal. I didn't quite believe it, but now I believe it."

Wei Jing didn't pay attention to this second-degree illness, he took the ghost rope and dragged several ghosts to move on.

The surroundings were gradually engulfed by a thick layer of darkness.

Wei Jing disappeared into the darkness, and at the same time, the terrifying ghost bound by the ghost rope was also pulled into the darkness little by little.

When the last piece of the ghost rope disappeared, the entire darkness also quickly dissipated until there was nothing left nearby.

"Yang Jian's coffin nails seem to be found in this cemetery, maybe I should search carefully, maybe I can find another one." After Wei Jing left, Ye Zhen lowered his head and thought again.

After all, he was nailed to the ground just now, which was quite miserable.

thought here.

Ye Zhen didn't know where to find a shovel, and then trotted all the way back to Fushou Garden with the shovel on his shoulder.

In Ye Zhen's eyes, the scary place that others avoid is like a back garden where he explores and digs treasures. He can enter whenever he wants, and he can just walk around casually, without worrying about dying in it or not being able to get out.

However, if he dug randomly with a shovel, it is estimated that the probability of digging the coffin nails is not high, but the probability of digging out the ghost is higher.

After the incident in Dahai City came to an end.

night.

The video information about the battle between Yang Jian and Ye Zhen was spread wildly on the Internet. At the same time, people in the spiritual circle are also paying close attention to this matter.

After all, it is very rare for top ghost masters to fight, especially in front of so many ordinary citizens.

An invisible storm is brewing.

But as one of the protagonists in the video and news, Yang Jian has already returned to Dachang City.

He needs a fix.

"According to the delivery task of the first-level courier of the ghost post office, the next delivery should take several days. Li Yang, you should rest well these few days. This matter has just begun and is far from over. I hope you are ready."

Yang Jian said just as he got off the plane and was about to leave.

"Team Yang, don't worry, I'm fine." Li Yang was in good condition, he nodded.

But just when Yang Jian was about to walk out of the airport and go back by car.

suddenly.

The lights in the hall flickered, and a strange atmosphere permeated.

"Who?"

Yang Jian suddenly stopped walking and became vigilant, at the same time the ghost boy appeared behind him.

This strange situation is definitely not caused by supernatural events. If there are supernatural events in Dachang City, he will receive a report, which should be haunted by ghost masters.

suddenly.

A thick fog gushed out from one direction of the hall, and a figure came out of the thick fog.

"It's me, Feng Quan."

The person who walked out of the ghost fog was actually Feng Quan: "I heard the news that you and Ye Zhen were fighting, so I came here to help, but just on the way, I received a message from the headquarters, saying that the conflict between you It's subsided, so I just came to Dachang City Airport and waited for you."

There are other people appearing in the thick fog.

It is a woman with slender legs, a graceful figure, and long black hair. She is so beautiful that she gives people a feeling of perfection, which does not seem to be the beauty that this world should have.

She is Huang Ziya, codenamed Guifa.

"Ye Zhen is a very troublesome guy. The headquarters has recruited him before, but failed. But if there is a real fight, I will definitely help you." The third figure came out from the thick ghost fog.

It was a man with a turban and a ponytail. Although his expression was indifferent, he gave off a heroic look.

This is Ghost Face Tong Qian.

"I thought I was blocked by my enemies here, but I didn't expect you guys to arrive." Yang Jian said with a slight sigh of relief.

"We also just arrived today, Captain, you are really too, if you have a conflict with the supernatural forum, don't call us, so we can go and help." Huang Ziya's beautiful face showed a smile, and she took the initiative He came up to meet him and circled around Yang Jian a few times.

It seems to be observing the situation.

But she soon discovered the ghost boy hiding behind Yang Jian.

"This is, that brat? It looks exactly like you, Captain."

Huang Ziya exclaimed, she reached out to touch it.

Feng Quandao: "It's best not to touch it randomly. This is the second stage of the starving ghost. Now it has become a strange species that is neither human nor ghost. It is dangerous."

Hearing the word starved to death, Huang Ziya hastily withdrew his hand.

"This little thing, after listening to the captain so much, it probably doesn't matter if you touch it."

She wasn't trying to die, but she was just curious that Yang Jian could really tame a little starving ghost, and even brought it with her as a helper.

"The matter is over, and the conflict between Ye Zhen and I has come to an end. The headquarters has come forward to mediate this face, otherwise, I will not be able to get out of Dahai City." Yang Jian said: "If you can support me, to be honest, I will I'm still very happy, but it happened so suddenly, I guess you won't be able to make it to Dahai City even if I contact you, so I don't have that idea anymore."

Although Feng Quan owns Huangquan.

But if he were to use Huangquan to drive to Dahai City, he would probably die halfway through the resurrection of Li Gui.

After all, the scope of his ghost domain is very small, only enough to cover half a town. If you want to span two places, hundreds of kilometers, or even more than 1000 kilometers, it is impossible to do it.

"Anyway, it's good that you're fine, otherwise today's business will definitely not end." Feng Quan said.

Yang Jian said: "Okay, let's not talk about this, it's hard work for you to come here from your respective hometowns at such a late hour, let's go back first, we can talk about anything tomorrow."

"That's right, I guess you're tired too, go back and rest for a night." Feng Quan nodded.

Yang Jian glanced at him again, with a hint of thought.

Because Feng Quan's other ghost has some kind of connection with the graveyard of Fushouyuan, I don't know what kind of ghost is involved in it.

Chapter 775 The Existence of Xiong Wenwen

The next day, early in the morning.

Yang Jian, who returned to Guanjiang Community in Dachang City, only woke up after sleeping for a few hours.

Lying on the bed, he suddenly opened his eyes the moment he woke up.

The agitation of Ghost Eye's recovery has subsided after a day of suppression, which means that the problem of Li Gui's recovery has been brought under control this time, provided that he can no longer use Li Gui's ability indiscriminately.

But if you want to continue to investigate the ghost post office, it is obviously impossible to not be able to use Li Gui's ability.

With somewhat complicated mood.

Yang Jian got up and went to the bathroom.

But when he looked in the mirror in the bathroom, he saw that his eyes were still scarlet with a faint red light.

His vision is normal.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Yang Jian's eyes are obviously abnormal.

How could the eyes of ordinary people be scarlet and glowing.

"It seems that the erosion of ghost eyes on oneself is irreversible. Even if the deceiving ghost in Huang Ziya's hand is used to restore the body, the body cannot be recovered. The ability of the deceiving ghost cannot affect the place eroded by the spirit." Yang Jian touched it. Eye.

Touching the eyeball with a finger did not bring the stimulation as imagined.

Instead, it was cold and numb, as if the eyes were not his own, without any feeling.

If this continues, his eyes will be completely eroded and turned into a pair of ghost eyes.

In this way, his ghost eyes have to be in a state of being always open, even if he closes his eyes, there is no way to block them.

After all, the eyelids of a living person cannot block the sight of ghost eyes.

And that step.

It is estimated that it is already the limit of recovery.

"Should I solve my own situation first, or hold on to this tone and continue to investigate the ghost post office?"

Yang Jian bathed in hot water, and the odor from his body was washed away, but he was planning the next thing in his mind.

"The music box is still in my hands. If you encounter serious troubles, you can open the music box and forcefully renew your life. Of course, I can also do nothing, stop the investigation of the ghost post office, and then stay in Dachang City without chaos. With a few words, I can still maintain this state for a long time."

He closed his eyes slightly.

There are three paths before him now.

One is to continue to find ways to restrain the recovery of ghosts.

The second is to investigate the ghost post office.

The third is how long Gou can live in Dachang City.

But the third way is definitely not going to work. Yang Jian still has the curse of the ghost cabinet transaction on his body. He needs to go to the old wooden house within [-] days and open one of the doors.

So, he couldn't stop.

"That is to say, I can only choose the first and second options." Yang Jian's thinking is very clear, and ghosts have little influence on his subconscious.

It's just that the feelings are missing, but the reason is still there.