Mysterious recovery

It's just that after going through all this, Yang Jian is not so reckless anymore. He knows that some of the mediums left by ghosts cannot be triggered casually, and certain mediums will cause serious consequences after being triggered.

Therefore, Yang Jian was judging and hesitating.

Now is the time to risk triggering the medium to find the source of the knocking on the door, or, as if nothing happened, turn around and go back to the room to continue wasting time.

Not that he hesitated.

But in the face of terrible supernatural events, any decision may affect the entire situation.

This is not a game, there is no chance to start over, and one wrong step will ruin everything.

Even now that Yang Jian has become a different kind and can be restarted, he doesn't dare to try and make mistakes.

"You should take a risk and stay in the room and do nothing. I'm afraid you won't be able to get through the first seven days." Yang Jian's own personality surpassed reason.

He wants to try, wants to seize the first opportunity, and doesn't like to sit and wait for death.

"However, the handprints left on it may be the ghost's trap for me. The ghost didn't come in, nor did it kill anyone. It just left countless handprints. This is equivalent to sending the medium before my eyes."

do not know why.

Yang Jian consciously suspected that this might be a trap.

Once the medium is triggered by itself, it will cause some kind of terrible chain reaction.

Xiong Wenwen, who predicted the future, was not with him. If Yang Jian had been around, he would have let Xiong Wenwen predict the future and judge the pros and cons of this matter.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take Xiong Wenwen, but that he was afraid that Xiong Wenwen wouldn't be able to survive the danger of the ghost bus.

"Yang Jian, what are you thinking? A person like you is still hesitating at the moment. It seems that you have thought of something important. Why don't you say it for reference." Seeing Yang Jian's hesitation, Zhou Deng couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing, I just have my plan." Yang Jian said.

Naturally, he would not reveal how to use the hatchet.

Although the method of triggering the medium is simple, it is very difficult for a ghost master to find the trick if he does not point it out.

"Close the door, don't move the lantern for the time being, and continue to observe the follow-up situation before making a decision. If you want to survive in this place, you have to be cautious. I have a hunch that the reason why we are still alive and not attacked by ghosts is because some kind of balance is not there. is broken, but this balance will gradually collapse over time, but we cannot advance the time when this balance fails."

Yang Jian then made a choice, and he temporarily decided to observe for one night.

If such a situation still occurs, he will not hesitate to use the hatchet to trigger the medium.

Fan Xing and the other ghost master did not speak, but immediately closed the gate of the ancient house, and did not object to Yang Jian's decision.

After the heavy wooden door was closed, there was no abnormality in the old house, and no movement was heard outside.

It seemed that everything just now was just a false alarm, but now everything has returned to calm.

However, the densely packed dirty handprints on the wooden door were firmly remembered by several people.

Although no one said much.

But he already knew very well in his heart that Li Gui was wandering outside this ancient house and might come in at any time.

Outside, it's not safe anymore.

"Go back." Yang Jian turned around and went back without saying a word.

There were more people gathered in the lobby than before. Except for Li Yang and the messenger on the fourth floor who did not come, almost all the ghost masters who got off the car and entered the ancient house before were all present.

"It's okay, it's just a little abnormality, what should I do." Zhou Deng waved his hand and said, "But what I want to find out is who moved this corpse?"

"Zhou Deng, as I said just now, it is impossible to frighten people by moving the corpse of this old thing in such a boring way." Someone saw that there was nothing wrong outside, heaved a sigh of relief, and then immediately explained.

"If it's not artificially moved, there is only one possibility. The corpse moved by itself. I have long seen that this corpse is very dangerous. If I don't want to restrict it, everyone may die after the ghost recovers. I think it can be nailed to the coffin." .”

After speaking, he looked at Yang Jian again.

Everyone in the circle knew that Yang Jian had coffin nails in his hands, and this was almost a semi-public information.

Because he had a fight with Ye Zhen in Dahai City, a lot of information was leaked out, and many people knew about his situation.

Therefore, the coffin nail in Yang Jian's hands was feared by some and coveted by others.

Right now, this kind of covetousness will naturally not show up, so the best way is to make Yang Jian lose this coffin nail.

Yang Jian glanced at that person, then at Fan Xing, his eyes were cold: "It seems that I was too talkative before, any cat or dog dared to point fingers in front of me, stop talking nonsense, do it, fight!" Kill me, this thing is yours, I'll count to three, if you don't do it, I will do it."

"I'm just making a suggestion, that's all." The ghost master's face changed, and he changed his words hastily.

The eyes of the others flickered, not knowing what they were thinking.

It's not difficult to judge from the expressions of these people, they have discussed it before.

"Two..." Yang Jian said coldly.

Do you really want to do it?

Zhou Deng looked at the situation, then took a few steps back.

To deter these lunatics, relying on words and fame is not enough. If they don't do it, they will never have a long memory.

three!

After the third beep.

The apologetic ghost master just now suddenly showed a ferocious expression, like a revived ghost, wanting to kill someone.

Obviously, he was also ready to do something, but everything was well hidden, making people careless.

But the next moment.

A cold and blackened palm had already grabbed his neck.

The action is fast.

Even before this person used his ghost ability.

That is to say, Yang Jian shot when he counted to two.

The ghost's hand touched, and a place to suppress a ghost was formed. The ghost master was immediately lifted up by Yang Jian powerlessly, and was strangled to death with a series of sounds of broken bones.

"It's a waste, I thought how capable it is, so what if you control a ghost and it's on the verge of recovery. It's easy to kill you." Yang Jian carried the corpse, as if he was carrying garbage, and walked to the courtyard of the ancient house.

Just toss.

With astonishing strength, the corpse was thrown out of the old house abruptly.

"This Yang Jian didn't use the coffin nails..." The eyes of the others narrowed, all feeling horrified.

They thought that the reason why Yang Jian was fierce was because of coffin nails and ghost eyes, but they never expected that that humble ghost hand could easily strangle a ghost master to death.

That seemingly random pinch is actually a confrontation between ghosts and ghosts. If you can't suppress the ghosts in the opponent's body, then you can't strangle them to death.

It's just that ghost hand, when fighting Ye Zhen before, why wasn't it so powerful?

and many more.

Everyone woke up suddenly.

It's not that Yang Jian's ghost hand is not powerful, but that he and Ye Zhen are too high-level, and any part of supernatural power can be fatal, but it doesn't show the effect in front of people of the same level.

Therefore, it makes people feel desperate to deal with Ye Zhen's ghost hands, but to deal with them.

"Is there anyone else who wants to do something? Killing one is killing, and I don't mind if we do it together." Yang Jian glanced at him and said.

now.

The rest flinched.

Fan Xing also felt a burst of horror.

He felt that even as the person in charge, he couldn't protect his own life.

Right now, the danger of the ancient house is unknown, Yang Jian is just restraining himself, but the restraint is very limited...

"Since you dare not do anything, then restrain yourself, I don't want to stare at you people all day." Yang Jian glanced at it, and then left straight away.

He returned to the room and continued to wait for a certain moment.

A farce subsided at this moment.

The uneasy hearts were temporarily restrained.

But the wind outside the old house gradually increased.

White lanterns sway.

There seemed to be countless figures shaking nearby.

Chapter 923 Embalmed

"Captain, what's the situation outside?"

One back to the room.

Li Yang couldn't wait to ask. Although he heard some movement outside, the information he could get was limited after all.

"Traces of ghosts began to appear outside the old house. I went out and walked around and closed the door. That's it." Yang Jian said briefly.

"Did someone die just now?"

Yang Xiaohua on the side raised her head slightly, her bloodshot eyes were somewhat anxious.

Yang Jian took a look and said, "I killed a ghost master who was not safe. These people want to unite and let me use coffin nails to weaken my strength. No one wants me to hold such a supernatural power in my hand." thing."

"Indeed, the information about the coffin nails was leaked last time, and many people knew about it. If it weren't for the fact that a group of people were killed last time, ghost masters would probably come to Dachang City to make suggestions." Li Yang said.

In the spiritual circle, everyone knows that Yang Jian has a coffin nail that can nail a ghost.

No matter who it is, as long as they get the coffin nails, they have the capital to contend with any ghost.

If it weren't for the fact that this thing was in Yang Jian's hands, no one would have dared to make a move, otherwise there would have been trouble.

"There shouldn't be anything particularly dangerous happening today, but I have a hunch that as the number of days we stay here increases, the ancient house will become more and more dangerous." Yang Jian said.

"Take a good rest and restore your mental and physical strength. I guess you won't have the chance to sleep in the next few days."

After he finished speaking, he found a place and closed his eyes.

Yang Jian didn't sleep, he was still vigilant about the movement outside the door, listening to every move around him.

soon.

The other people in the lobby dispersed and hid in various places in the ancient house.

Everything was calm again.

There was no more rapid knocking on the door outside the old house, it seemed that everything was much better after the door was closed.

However, as time passed by a little bit.

It was about three o'clock in the morning.

Only some movement could be heard outside the old house. It was the sound of the wind blowing at night and the rustling of the woods.

The wind is gradually getting stronger.

There are various sounds made by the wind blowing through the building gaps everywhere in the ancient house. The sound is very strange, like someone crying, and it can be heard from all directions. It is impossible to tell where the sound is coming from.

The whining wind turned into a strange cry unconsciously.

This change is gradual, so that people have no reaction at the beginning, and have accepted this incomprehensible change unconsciously.

"The whole old house is crying?"

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes at this moment. He can now be sure that it is windy outside, but there is crying inside the old house. This sound is a bit like Tong Qian's grimace, but it is just the cry inside the old house Many times, not just one cry, but the cries of several, even a dozen people mixed together.

"Simply, it's like crying for mourning..."

do not know why.

This situation reminded Yang Jian of the scene of holding a funeral.

On the first day after a person dies, the family members of the deceased need to cry to express their grief.

Right now, not long after the corpse of the old man in the ancient house died, there was this strange crying sound on the first night. Isn't it exactly the same as mourning?

"Seven days... the first seven, the first day the body was not buried, the knocking on the door at night, mourning."

Yang Jian sat still, his eyes flickered slightly, he connected all these information together in his mind, trying to figure out what happened.

He now believes that what happened in the old house is connected.

It is operating according to a certain arrangement that has already been made, and it is not the kind that cannot be traced. If the next changes in the ancient house can be judged in advance, it may reduce a lot of danger.