The haze is thicker than the darkness. Yang Jian didn't know what was around him. He couldn't hear or see anything.
The ghost eyes that can see through the darkness are like blind at this time and cannot play a key role.
It seems that the ghost eye has not recovered, so it is still very difficult to deal with this situation.
Or, in this case, it is not just a ghost eye, but other things are very forced as long as they are not in full state.
As Zhao Kaiming said, the evil ghost is only part of the puzzle, so what Yang Jian is facing now may be a complete puzzle, or most of the puzzles have been completed.
Step, step.
The footsteps of leather shoes walking across the ground suddenly rang out.
After half an hour of waiting, there was finally some movement when Yang Jian decided to reveal his flaws.
It was approaching me.Yang Jian suddenly looked in the direction where the sound came.
Although he couldn't see anything, he could vaguely judge that the thing should be less than ten meters away from him.
And the distance is still shrinking with the sound of footsteps.
Five meters, three meters...it seems to be right in front of you.
Yang Jian seemed to be able to touch the ghost's body with just stretching out his hand.
Want to do it?Cold sweat broke out on his face, and he couldn't help but rush forward using the coffin nail in his hand.
No, I can't be completely sure if it's a ghost just by relying on one footstep. If this thing was nailed to a ghost baby, I wasted a chance like last time, maybe I'd be here.
Gripping his teeth, he resisted the urge to do it directly.
Let the ghost take action first. If the ghost doesn't take action, he will never move first. He can no longer bear the consequences of failure.
One meter away, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
It seemed that the ghost was standing in front of him.
Stopped?Yang Jian pinched the coffin nails in his hand tightly, and began to hesitate in his heart.
Is it better to do a tentative attack?
However, there was no ghost at the source at the place where the footsteps came in front. Only a pair of empty leather shoes came. As soon as the footsteps stopped, only a pair of weird leather shoes stopped in front of Yang Jian.
The real ghost has been standing behind Yang Jian, just like him.
The sound of footsteps is bait.
Yang Jian used himself as bait to lure the evil ghost into the hook. The source ghost used a pair of leather shoes under his feet to create footsteps and also lure Yang Jian into the hook.
At this moment, Yang Jian didn't know this, and if he knew it, he would definitely feel creepy.
No, tentative attacks have no point, wait a little longer.
Caution and his repeated contact experience with the evil ghost allowed him to escape invisibly.
After waiting for a while.
Didn't attack me?
At this time, Yang Jian's nerves were extremely tense, and he found that the ghost standing in front of him was not moving.
Despite this, he was ready. Whenever he had the chance, he would stab the coffin nail in his hand into the body of the source ghost with thunder.
However, this opportunity did not appear.
The footsteps stopped for a long time without any movement.
After another ten minutes of stalemate.
The footsteps in front of me rang out again.
Step, step.
A pair of leather shoes were walking on their own in the haze, and it was circling around Yangjian.
Yang Jian stared at the direction where the footsteps came, and his head turned with it.
Still no action.
At this moment, he had already vaguely suspected that there might be something wrong with the footsteps, just like when facing the headless ghost, he deliberately released bait to lure himself into action.
The moment the flaws are revealed is the moment when the evil ghost attacks.
There was something wrong with the footsteps... Yang Jian was sure of this and felt that the surroundings were getting weirder.
The disappearing ghost surrounds his footsteps.
The haze that cannot be seen through.
Everything hides great horror.
The conditions for the attack of the evil ghost have been met, but the evil ghost has never appeared. Yang Jian is now hoping that the evil ghost will appear, so that he can have room to play.
But such a stalemate will not last forever.
Just as the haze around began to erode Yang Jian's body, there was suddenly movement around him.
A black and blue palm that emitted a corpse smell, almost rotting suddenly stretched out from the other side of the footsteps, and directly grabbed Yang Jian's neck.
Cold, stiff, with terrible power, as if he was about to pinch his neck in an instant.
Come?The sound of footsteps is indeed bait.
Yang Jian's attention was all attracted by the sound of footsteps, but when the sound of footsteps reached the far right, the hand that attacked him came from the far left.
Moreover, the real ghost is so close to him that he is dormant by his side.
Although the reaction was one step slower, it was at this moment.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes were all opened instantly.
The ghost domain is turned on.
At the same time, it directly tore open the gold foil wrapped in the coffin nails, grabbed the blue-black arm with one hand, and stabbed it at the body with the other hand.
Although the series of movements were fast, before the coffin nail was stabbed in Yang Jian's hand, another blue-black hand grabbed his wrist.
The attack was resolved.
But after the ghost realm was opened, Yang Jian also successfully enveloped the thing behind him.
The haze disappeared in an instant, and everything around it was stained with blood, regaining its vision.
One was wearing a mourning dress and a blue-black dead face standing next to him with numbness.
Zhou Zheng?
When Yang Jian saw this ghost's appearance, his eyes suddenly shrank.
But before he could be surprised, Zhou Zheng's jaw cracked, revealing a bit of black and hideous teeth, and bit directly towards his head.
Yang Jian's head was bitten off half of it, and he was dead.
He wanted to struggle, but he also found that the arm holding the coffin nail could no longer move.
Losing consciousness, I can't feel the existence of that arm at all.
That finger?
Yang Jian saw an extra special dry finger on the blue-black palm stab into his wrist.
It was this thing that nailed his hand.
There is one more thing.
Just as Zhou was about to bite Yang Jian off his head, a straw rope suddenly fell out of Yang Jian's body and directly wrapped around the ghost's neck, trying to hang it up.
But the ghost rope failed.
Although the ghost rope was hanging on the ghost, it could only barely make it stand on tiptoe, and it could not be completely lifted.
Although it did not have the expected result, it alleviated the crisis.
The pair of ghost teeth that had been attached to him were almost unable to bite them, and the ghost rope around his neck entangled it.
In the first wave of attacks, Yang Jian fought desperately.
Like the one in the plan, even if Yang Jian perfectly controls the ghost shadow and suppresses the resurrection of the ghost eye, he is only qualified to contact a wave. Without other means, if he continues to waste, he will still be dead.
The ghost teeth can even be bitten open to the ghost realm, and it is easy to eat half of your head.
Tick, Tick~!
At this time, Yang Jian's body gradually became darker, and drops of things like thick ink dripped from his body.
The thick ink condensed together, turned into a headless ghost and slowly stood up from the ground.
The headless ghost took the rusty coffin nail from Yang Jian's hand and slowly stabbed the source ghost in front of him.
You lost.Yang Jian said this sentence with difficulty.
The headless ghost was controlled by him at this moment, which was equivalent to an extra helper. As long as he resisted the first wave of attacks, victory would be by his side.
The plan is still going very smoothly.
But just when Yang Jian was about to succeed.
Yang Jian felt a moment of dazed expression, as if his consciousness was blurred.
Then he returned to his senses.
Suddenly.
The ghost in front of him disappeared.
The haze nearby also seemed to recede, and the ghost domain was not suppressed and covered a range of 100 meters again.
What's going on?What about that ghost?Yang Jian was stunned.
The wound on my hand is gone?
He found that his arm could move, but then he found that the arm that had been pierced by the dry finger had no wounds.
A recording of a phone call came from the classroom next to him: Yang Jian, when you received this voice, my plan had already succeeded, it was in school, do you have a way to solve that thing?
When Yang Jian heard this, his eyes widened and he showed a look of shock. A chill rushed directly from the soles of his feet throughout his body.
He suddenly walked into the school, picked up his cell phone, and looked at the satellite positioning cell phone left by Zhao Kaiming.
Especially when I stared at the time above, I took a look.
impossible.
Yang Jian looked even more horrified than he was a ghost.
Time actually returned to forty minutes ago, when I first came here.
The ghost eyes that can see through the darkness are like blind at this time and cannot play a key role.
It seems that the ghost eye has not recovered, so it is still very difficult to deal with this situation.
Or, in this case, it is not just a ghost eye, but other things are very forced as long as they are not in full state.
As Zhao Kaiming said, the evil ghost is only part of the puzzle, so what Yang Jian is facing now may be a complete puzzle, or most of the puzzles have been completed.
Step, step.
The footsteps of leather shoes walking across the ground suddenly rang out.
After half an hour of waiting, there was finally some movement when Yang Jian decided to reveal his flaws.
It was approaching me.Yang Jian suddenly looked in the direction where the sound came.
Although he couldn't see anything, he could vaguely judge that the thing should be less than ten meters away from him.
And the distance is still shrinking with the sound of footsteps.
Five meters, three meters...it seems to be right in front of you.
Yang Jian seemed to be able to touch the ghost's body with just stretching out his hand.
Want to do it?Cold sweat broke out on his face, and he couldn't help but rush forward using the coffin nail in his hand.
No, I can't be completely sure if it's a ghost just by relying on one footstep. If this thing was nailed to a ghost baby, I wasted a chance like last time, maybe I'd be here.
Gripping his teeth, he resisted the urge to do it directly.
Let the ghost take action first. If the ghost doesn't take action, he will never move first. He can no longer bear the consequences of failure.
One meter away, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
It seemed that the ghost was standing in front of him.
Stopped?Yang Jian pinched the coffin nails in his hand tightly, and began to hesitate in his heart.
Is it better to do a tentative attack?
However, there was no ghost at the source at the place where the footsteps came in front. Only a pair of empty leather shoes came. As soon as the footsteps stopped, only a pair of weird leather shoes stopped in front of Yang Jian.
The real ghost has been standing behind Yang Jian, just like him.
The sound of footsteps is bait.
Yang Jian used himself as bait to lure the evil ghost into the hook. The source ghost used a pair of leather shoes under his feet to create footsteps and also lure Yang Jian into the hook.
At this moment, Yang Jian didn't know this, and if he knew it, he would definitely feel creepy.
No, tentative attacks have no point, wait a little longer.
Caution and his repeated contact experience with the evil ghost allowed him to escape invisibly.
After waiting for a while.
Didn't attack me?
At this time, Yang Jian's nerves were extremely tense, and he found that the ghost standing in front of him was not moving.
Despite this, he was ready. Whenever he had the chance, he would stab the coffin nail in his hand into the body of the source ghost with thunder.
However, this opportunity did not appear.
The footsteps stopped for a long time without any movement.
After another ten minutes of stalemate.
The footsteps in front of me rang out again.
Step, step.
A pair of leather shoes were walking on their own in the haze, and it was circling around Yangjian.
Yang Jian stared at the direction where the footsteps came, and his head turned with it.
Still no action.
At this moment, he had already vaguely suspected that there might be something wrong with the footsteps, just like when facing the headless ghost, he deliberately released bait to lure himself into action.
The moment the flaws are revealed is the moment when the evil ghost attacks.
There was something wrong with the footsteps... Yang Jian was sure of this and felt that the surroundings were getting weirder.
The disappearing ghost surrounds his footsteps.
The haze that cannot be seen through.
Everything hides great horror.
The conditions for the attack of the evil ghost have been met, but the evil ghost has never appeared. Yang Jian is now hoping that the evil ghost will appear, so that he can have room to play.
But such a stalemate will not last forever.
Just as the haze around began to erode Yang Jian's body, there was suddenly movement around him.
A black and blue palm that emitted a corpse smell, almost rotting suddenly stretched out from the other side of the footsteps, and directly grabbed Yang Jian's neck.
Cold, stiff, with terrible power, as if he was about to pinch his neck in an instant.
Come?The sound of footsteps is indeed bait.
Yang Jian's attention was all attracted by the sound of footsteps, but when the sound of footsteps reached the far right, the hand that attacked him came from the far left.
Moreover, the real ghost is so close to him that he is dormant by his side.
Although the reaction was one step slower, it was at this moment.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes were all opened instantly.
The ghost domain is turned on.
At the same time, it directly tore open the gold foil wrapped in the coffin nails, grabbed the blue-black arm with one hand, and stabbed it at the body with the other hand.
Although the series of movements were fast, before the coffin nail was stabbed in Yang Jian's hand, another blue-black hand grabbed his wrist.
The attack was resolved.
But after the ghost realm was opened, Yang Jian also successfully enveloped the thing behind him.
The haze disappeared in an instant, and everything around it was stained with blood, regaining its vision.
One was wearing a mourning dress and a blue-black dead face standing next to him with numbness.
Zhou Zheng?
When Yang Jian saw this ghost's appearance, his eyes suddenly shrank.
But before he could be surprised, Zhou Zheng's jaw cracked, revealing a bit of black and hideous teeth, and bit directly towards his head.
Yang Jian's head was bitten off half of it, and he was dead.
He wanted to struggle, but he also found that the arm holding the coffin nail could no longer move.
Losing consciousness, I can't feel the existence of that arm at all.
That finger?
Yang Jian saw an extra special dry finger on the blue-black palm stab into his wrist.
It was this thing that nailed his hand.
There is one more thing.
Just as Zhou was about to bite Yang Jian off his head, a straw rope suddenly fell out of Yang Jian's body and directly wrapped around the ghost's neck, trying to hang it up.
But the ghost rope failed.
Although the ghost rope was hanging on the ghost, it could only barely make it stand on tiptoe, and it could not be completely lifted.
Although it did not have the expected result, it alleviated the crisis.
The pair of ghost teeth that had been attached to him were almost unable to bite them, and the ghost rope around his neck entangled it.
In the first wave of attacks, Yang Jian fought desperately.
Like the one in the plan, even if Yang Jian perfectly controls the ghost shadow and suppresses the resurrection of the ghost eye, he is only qualified to contact a wave. Without other means, if he continues to waste, he will still be dead.
The ghost teeth can even be bitten open to the ghost realm, and it is easy to eat half of your head.
Tick, Tick~!
At this time, Yang Jian's body gradually became darker, and drops of things like thick ink dripped from his body.
The thick ink condensed together, turned into a headless ghost and slowly stood up from the ground.
The headless ghost took the rusty coffin nail from Yang Jian's hand and slowly stabbed the source ghost in front of him.
You lost.Yang Jian said this sentence with difficulty.
The headless ghost was controlled by him at this moment, which was equivalent to an extra helper. As long as he resisted the first wave of attacks, victory would be by his side.
The plan is still going very smoothly.
But just when Yang Jian was about to succeed.
Yang Jian felt a moment of dazed expression, as if his consciousness was blurred.
Then he returned to his senses.
Suddenly.
The ghost in front of him disappeared.
The haze nearby also seemed to recede, and the ghost domain was not suppressed and covered a range of 100 meters again.
What's going on?What about that ghost?Yang Jian was stunned.
The wound on my hand is gone?
He found that his arm could move, but then he found that the arm that had been pierced by the dry finger had no wounds.
A recording of a phone call came from the classroom next to him: Yang Jian, when you received this voice, my plan had already succeeded, it was in school, do you have a way to solve that thing?
When Yang Jian heard this, his eyes widened and he showed a look of shock. A chill rushed directly from the soles of his feet throughout his body.
He suddenly walked into the school, picked up his cell phone, and looked at the satellite positioning cell phone left by Zhao Kaiming.
Especially when I stared at the time above, I took a look.
impossible.
Yang Jian looked even more horrified than he was a ghost.
Time actually returned to forty minutes ago, when I first came here.
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