The action on Yang Jian went smoothly.
Huang Ziya, who was running all the way with the ghost candle in the dark, had reached her limit. When her legs became weak, she staggered and fell on the hard cement road on the ground. This fall made her head dizzy and almost fainted. At the same time, the ghost candle in her hand was extinguished because of this fall.
I wanted to find the ghost candle, but I didn't know where I fell. The fear and fear made her breathing sounds more and more violent.
The surroundings were still quiet and strange, but Huang Ziya could feel a cold breeze blew around her, which made her creepy and did not dare to continue looking for ghost candles, but considered saving her life in this way.
After all, I have delayed this time, so it should be enough.
Just when she wanted to stand up, something seemed to hang down behind her back. At the same time, something felt touching on her arms and legs, rough and gentle, like a weed being blown by the wind and touching her body, giving people the feeling of harmless humans and animals.
But this gentle prelude brings signs of the coming of horror.
moment.
An old straw rope in the darkness directly locked her neck, almost breaking her bones, and hanging her whole body up.
The only disadvantage is that the ghost rope is not floating fast, but no matter how fast it is, it still catches up with Huang Ziya.
She was attacked.
Moreover, this attack is irresistible, because even if she uses her ghost's ability to resist an attack from a ghost rope, she still can't withstand the countless attacks afterwards, and she will eventually die from the resurrection of the evil ghost.
Huang Ziya didn't think about resisting. The moment she was hung up, she immediately threw out a strange doll in her hand.
The doll was stained with blood, which was on her other hand.
After all, she was also a ghost driver who participated in the training. Her quality was not that bad. Before that, she was ready to apply blood to the doll at any time.
The twill doll, sewn with old cloth and black hair, fell to the ground and turned over and stood up strangely, then twisted his head, as if he was looking at the surrounding situation, looking around curiously.
Because she was stained with Huang Ziya's blood.
This weird doll seemed to replace Huang Ziya's existence. The ghost rope that had attacked her before changed direction again and hung towards the doll.
Huang Ziya, who was hanging in the air, suddenly loosened her neck and fell to the ground.
Yes, it’s useful, that Yang Jian did not lie to me.She didn't care about the pain, and in the dark she showed the joy of escaping from death.
The doll seemed to feel the ghost rope attacking it, and began to run on the ground flexibly and quickly with its short legs.
A ghost rope floated over, and the doll jumped up, walked through the rope cover on the ghost rope, and continued to jump forward.
When a tree blocks the way, the doll will bypass it. When it hits a step, it will climb over it.
He jumped flexibly along the way, and avoided the ghost ropes hanging from the sky. The rope covers tried to catch the doll like traps, but they failed. After even avoiding many attacks, the doll would stop and clap his hands, looking very happy.
This doll seems to have a good survivability, and there is no way to use it for a period of time.
However, rag dolls will be consumed.
Because it is made of old rags and the quality is not very good, after the doll ran for a while, due to friction with the cement road on the ground, the old rags began to wear and crack, and something seemed to leak out inside, like white white paper.
At the same time, one of the legs of the doll seemed to be lame, and it was no longer so flexible in movement, and it limped when walking.
But it was still struggling to escape, and the ghost rope behind it was chasing it reluctantly.
Because the doll hit a step, the short body could not go over smoothly and could only climb up, so he moved one step slower. A rope touched the doll's body, and it also put it on the doll's neck without any suspense, tightening it directly to hang it up.
But the doll was too small. When the ghost rope tightened, it did not cover its neck, but only locked one of its hands and hung it up directly.
The doll broke free violently, and finally gave up one arm, broke free from the ghost rope, and smoothly stood on the ground, and continued to run in another direction.
But follow this trend.
In the end, the doll will definitely die due to excessive loss.
But until it dies, Huang Ziya is safe.
And at this time.
Yang Jian’s actions have reached the last moment.
But there was a little problem.
The ghost's face could not be spliced smoothly, and it was still stuck to the old newspaper.
Yes.
The ability to splice the face in the past Yang Jian needed to cooperate with the headless ghost, but now the ghost in his body has been suppressed, and this ability cannot be used, so the face cannot be installed.
Wang Jiang, let go.Yang Jian hurriedly said at this time.
What?Wang Jiang was shocked at this moment: Do you really want me to let go?
That’s right, let the ghost resume some actions. Only in this way can my plan succeed.Yang Jian said.
If this ghost has the instinct to seize other ghosts, it should also have the ability to retrieve its own face. After all, it can even splice other ghosts together.
good.OKWang Jiang did not ask why. Since Yang Jian said that, he would do so.
Immediately, Wang Jiang let go of his hand and stopped holding the arm of the corpse.
Just the moment he let go.
Zhang Lei and Yang Jian obviously felt the stiff body move.
But at the same time, the old newspaper stuck to the corpse slowly fell down, and the face on it disappeared and was successfully spliced onto the ghost.
It retrieved its face.
At the same time, Yang Jian said again: Wang Jiang will come back to suppress it.
Wang Jiang became even more confused, but he still approached the ghost without hesitation.
Yang Jian only needs to let the ghost get his face back, but he cannot continue to let the ghost move, otherwise the ghost might be able to ineffective the ability to tamper with memory.
Will it be useful?
Although the plan changed a little, he was particularly uneasy.
The next moment.
Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, and even the half-dead Qian Yi obviously felt that his ability had lost its suppression and resumed his actions.
The plan to misjudgment the number of ghosts in this thing was successful.
That's now.Yang Jian's ghost hand trapped in this corpse resumed his movements. He seized the only opportunity to quickly invade the ghost's body and began to take away the key part.
at the same time.
The stiff and black corpse suddenly fell to the ground, as if it had lost some strange support and became an ordinary corpse.
Yang Jian, what's going on?Zhang Lei pressed on the corpse that was lying on the ground and became a little panicked.
It's nothing, the ghost restarts, we restrict it, and it abandons this identity.Yang Jian slowly pulled his arm back from the corpse.
Zhang Lei opened his eyes wide: How is it possible? We have clearly pinched the quantity and have not formed a limit.
He simply couldn't understand what Yang Jian had done before.
Now is not the time to ask this, but to see if we can leave here.Yang Jian's unconscious arm was retracted.
The face immediately froze.
A black mark left on his arm, which appeared in a diamond shape, like the shape of the coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand before, and like a special piece of flesh and blood. It has replaced part of himself and become part of his arm.
The coffin nails of the three ghosts turned into black flesh and blood because of the existence of the ghost. They are now taken away by me, and are spliced on me because of the headless ghost. They are fused with the ghost hand, forming a new thing.
His hand remained in the ghost's body for a while, and some unpredictable change occurred.
Feeling other changes in my body.
Yang Jian also discovered that the urge to change the headless ghost shadow's body disappeared, and the ghost hands that were forcibly spliced on the body also seemed very calm and could move freely. Even the restlessness that the ghost eyes were about to recover was gone.
Is a new balance?
The coffin nail made by the three ghosts should be able to suppress the three ghosts. After all, this thing is from the ghost and has some of the characteristics of this ghost. Now Yang Jian’s body happens to be three ghosts, ghost hands, headless ghost shadows, and ghost eyes, so his own ghost was suppressed.
And because the coffin nails are in a crash state, they cannot recover for the time being.
In other words, Yang Jian has now reached a perfect balance.
So, my hand is amazing?Yang Jian examined his unconscious arm.
Although his arms were dark and his palms were cold, pale without a trace of blood, and the huge contrast seemed extremely strange, he could feel that this hand was already a new ghost.
A ghost that cannot be understood because of various coincidences.
The ghost that can be perfectly controlled at present.
Just as he was examining himself, Zhang Lei suddenly pointed to the distance and said in surprise; Yang Jian, look, the ghost realm is disappearing.
Hearing this sentence, Yang Jian suddenly raised his head.
Sure enough, he saw a darkness gathering in the distance, leaving quickly towards a place, and at the same time, the light around him became brighter and even the morning sun was seen behind him.
At first glance, the darkness that was far away actually took the shape of a coffin. If it was a little further away, it would be like a black coffin moving, making people feel scared.
This is what the ghost coffin really looks like... a ghost, a ghost realm?Yang Jian's eyes shrank.
I feel that this ghost coffin becomes more and more mysterious.
Wait, the direction that the ghost left was...the laboratory.
Huang Ziya, who was running all the way with the ghost candle in the dark, had reached her limit. When her legs became weak, she staggered and fell on the hard cement road on the ground. This fall made her head dizzy and almost fainted. At the same time, the ghost candle in her hand was extinguished because of this fall.
I wanted to find the ghost candle, but I didn't know where I fell. The fear and fear made her breathing sounds more and more violent.
The surroundings were still quiet and strange, but Huang Ziya could feel a cold breeze blew around her, which made her creepy and did not dare to continue looking for ghost candles, but considered saving her life in this way.
After all, I have delayed this time, so it should be enough.
Just when she wanted to stand up, something seemed to hang down behind her back. At the same time, something felt touching on her arms and legs, rough and gentle, like a weed being blown by the wind and touching her body, giving people the feeling of harmless humans and animals.
But this gentle prelude brings signs of the coming of horror.
moment.
An old straw rope in the darkness directly locked her neck, almost breaking her bones, and hanging her whole body up.
The only disadvantage is that the ghost rope is not floating fast, but no matter how fast it is, it still catches up with Huang Ziya.
She was attacked.
Moreover, this attack is irresistible, because even if she uses her ghost's ability to resist an attack from a ghost rope, she still can't withstand the countless attacks afterwards, and she will eventually die from the resurrection of the evil ghost.
Huang Ziya didn't think about resisting. The moment she was hung up, she immediately threw out a strange doll in her hand.
The doll was stained with blood, which was on her other hand.
After all, she was also a ghost driver who participated in the training. Her quality was not that bad. Before that, she was ready to apply blood to the doll at any time.
The twill doll, sewn with old cloth and black hair, fell to the ground and turned over and stood up strangely, then twisted his head, as if he was looking at the surrounding situation, looking around curiously.
Because she was stained with Huang Ziya's blood.
This weird doll seemed to replace Huang Ziya's existence. The ghost rope that had attacked her before changed direction again and hung towards the doll.
Huang Ziya, who was hanging in the air, suddenly loosened her neck and fell to the ground.
Yes, it’s useful, that Yang Jian did not lie to me.She didn't care about the pain, and in the dark she showed the joy of escaping from death.
The doll seemed to feel the ghost rope attacking it, and began to run on the ground flexibly and quickly with its short legs.
A ghost rope floated over, and the doll jumped up, walked through the rope cover on the ghost rope, and continued to jump forward.
When a tree blocks the way, the doll will bypass it. When it hits a step, it will climb over it.
He jumped flexibly along the way, and avoided the ghost ropes hanging from the sky. The rope covers tried to catch the doll like traps, but they failed. After even avoiding many attacks, the doll would stop and clap his hands, looking very happy.
This doll seems to have a good survivability, and there is no way to use it for a period of time.
However, rag dolls will be consumed.
Because it is made of old rags and the quality is not very good, after the doll ran for a while, due to friction with the cement road on the ground, the old rags began to wear and crack, and something seemed to leak out inside, like white white paper.
At the same time, one of the legs of the doll seemed to be lame, and it was no longer so flexible in movement, and it limped when walking.
But it was still struggling to escape, and the ghost rope behind it was chasing it reluctantly.
Because the doll hit a step, the short body could not go over smoothly and could only climb up, so he moved one step slower. A rope touched the doll's body, and it also put it on the doll's neck without any suspense, tightening it directly to hang it up.
But the doll was too small. When the ghost rope tightened, it did not cover its neck, but only locked one of its hands and hung it up directly.
The doll broke free violently, and finally gave up one arm, broke free from the ghost rope, and smoothly stood on the ground, and continued to run in another direction.
But follow this trend.
In the end, the doll will definitely die due to excessive loss.
But until it dies, Huang Ziya is safe.
And at this time.
Yang Jian’s actions have reached the last moment.
But there was a little problem.
The ghost's face could not be spliced smoothly, and it was still stuck to the old newspaper.
Yes.
The ability to splice the face in the past Yang Jian needed to cooperate with the headless ghost, but now the ghost in his body has been suppressed, and this ability cannot be used, so the face cannot be installed.
Wang Jiang, let go.Yang Jian hurriedly said at this time.
What?Wang Jiang was shocked at this moment: Do you really want me to let go?
That’s right, let the ghost resume some actions. Only in this way can my plan succeed.Yang Jian said.
If this ghost has the instinct to seize other ghosts, it should also have the ability to retrieve its own face. After all, it can even splice other ghosts together.
good.OKWang Jiang did not ask why. Since Yang Jian said that, he would do so.
Immediately, Wang Jiang let go of his hand and stopped holding the arm of the corpse.
Just the moment he let go.
Zhang Lei and Yang Jian obviously felt the stiff body move.
But at the same time, the old newspaper stuck to the corpse slowly fell down, and the face on it disappeared and was successfully spliced onto the ghost.
It retrieved its face.
At the same time, Yang Jian said again: Wang Jiang will come back to suppress it.
Wang Jiang became even more confused, but he still approached the ghost without hesitation.
Yang Jian only needs to let the ghost get his face back, but he cannot continue to let the ghost move, otherwise the ghost might be able to ineffective the ability to tamper with memory.
Will it be useful?
Although the plan changed a little, he was particularly uneasy.
The next moment.
Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, and even the half-dead Qian Yi obviously felt that his ability had lost its suppression and resumed his actions.
The plan to misjudgment the number of ghosts in this thing was successful.
That's now.Yang Jian's ghost hand trapped in this corpse resumed his movements. He seized the only opportunity to quickly invade the ghost's body and began to take away the key part.
at the same time.
The stiff and black corpse suddenly fell to the ground, as if it had lost some strange support and became an ordinary corpse.
Yang Jian, what's going on?Zhang Lei pressed on the corpse that was lying on the ground and became a little panicked.
It's nothing, the ghost restarts, we restrict it, and it abandons this identity.Yang Jian slowly pulled his arm back from the corpse.
Zhang Lei opened his eyes wide: How is it possible? We have clearly pinched the quantity and have not formed a limit.
He simply couldn't understand what Yang Jian had done before.
Now is not the time to ask this, but to see if we can leave here.Yang Jian's unconscious arm was retracted.
The face immediately froze.
A black mark left on his arm, which appeared in a diamond shape, like the shape of the coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand before, and like a special piece of flesh and blood. It has replaced part of himself and become part of his arm.
The coffin nails of the three ghosts turned into black flesh and blood because of the existence of the ghost. They are now taken away by me, and are spliced on me because of the headless ghost. They are fused with the ghost hand, forming a new thing.
His hand remained in the ghost's body for a while, and some unpredictable change occurred.
Feeling other changes in my body.
Yang Jian also discovered that the urge to change the headless ghost shadow's body disappeared, and the ghost hands that were forcibly spliced on the body also seemed very calm and could move freely. Even the restlessness that the ghost eyes were about to recover was gone.
Is a new balance?
The coffin nail made by the three ghosts should be able to suppress the three ghosts. After all, this thing is from the ghost and has some of the characteristics of this ghost. Now Yang Jian’s body happens to be three ghosts, ghost hands, headless ghost shadows, and ghost eyes, so his own ghost was suppressed.
And because the coffin nails are in a crash state, they cannot recover for the time being.
In other words, Yang Jian has now reached a perfect balance.
So, my hand is amazing?Yang Jian examined his unconscious arm.
Although his arms were dark and his palms were cold, pale without a trace of blood, and the huge contrast seemed extremely strange, he could feel that this hand was already a new ghost.
A ghost that cannot be understood because of various coincidences.
The ghost that can be perfectly controlled at present.
Just as he was examining himself, Zhang Lei suddenly pointed to the distance and said in surprise; Yang Jian, look, the ghost realm is disappearing.
Hearing this sentence, Yang Jian suddenly raised his head.
Sure enough, he saw a darkness gathering in the distance, leaving quickly towards a place, and at the same time, the light around him became brighter and even the morning sun was seen behind him.
At first glance, the darkness that was far away actually took the shape of a coffin. If it was a little further away, it would be like a black coffin moving, making people feel scared.
This is what the ghost coffin really looks like... a ghost, a ghost realm?Yang Jian's eyes shrank.
I feel that this ghost coffin becomes more and more mysterious.
Wait, the direction that the ghost left was...the laboratory.
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