Mysterious Recovery

　　 The opacity of the information, coupled with the fact that a ghost rider died on the first day of entering Huanggang Village.

　　 This matter casts a shadow on everyone's heart.

　　 It is common for ghost masters to die in the resurrection of ghosts, but to die silently in the hands of an unknown ghost like this, the information revealed is very unusual.

　　 Don’t say anything else, just take the simplest result.

　　 The level of ghost horror here is obviously higher than that of any ghost master here, otherwise this He Sheng wouldn't have died so easily.

　　 Zhang Yiming's words silenced the others.

"What you analyzed coincides with what Yang Jian said before. He also said before that the ghosts in Huanggang Village did not come at people, but at the ghosts in our bodies." Zhang Han took a slight breath. Opened his mouth and said.

　　 Zhang Yiming is a relatively stable and smart person.

　　 is not credible when it comes out of Yang Jian's mouth, but it is different when it comes out of his mouth.

　　 And the facts are also in front of you. He Sheng is dead, but the woman in his house is not dead.

　　 The result is obvious. The ghost let go of ordinary people and chose the ghost master He Sheng, so this woman can survive.

　　 "Oh, isn't it? That Yang Jian also said the same?"

　　 Zhang Yiming raised his head slightly: "I heard you say that Yang Jian is a lunatic with an abnormal brain, kid, now I have to take back my previous impression of him."

　　 He guessed this crucial piece of information through He Sheng's death.

　　 But Yang Jian was able to know this one step earlier, doesn't this mean that Yang Jian's ability is above him?

　　 If you were a madman, a kid with an abnormal brain, how could he know this?

　　 "He did say so, but we don't believe it, but now you say the same, then you have to believe it." Zhang Han said.

Yang Jian, who came to investigate the situation, shrugged when he heard this, "You adults, it’s better for me as a kid to stay away. Just now someone was going to play a shooting game with me. I was almost scared. I wet my pants."

　　 "Yang Jian, don't talk about those useless nonsense." Ouyang Tian remained angry, still angry.

Zhang Yiming smoked a cigarette and said, "I suggest to leave here. What do you think of Yang Jian? A ghost staring at other ghosts. We can't provoke the existence of this level. This task is not as simple as we imagined. People like us must have a strong purpose in entrusting this task, otherwise they would not pay the price of controlling the second ghost method."

　　 "Great benefits are always accompanied by great risks. It seems that there is nothing wrong now."

　　 Yang Jian grinned: "Do you have a way out? How long can you live without driving the second ghost to prolong the ghost recovery?"

　　 This sentence hit their deadly spot.

　　 The reason why they came here was also anticipating the danger here, so they were desperate.

　　 Although it is wise to retreat now.

　　 But it also means that the hope of living has been lost.

　　 "It's better to die from a ghost recovery than to die in the hands of this ghost, Yang Jian, you are not afraid of death, it does not mean that others are not afraid of death, we don't want to die here meaninglessly." Ye Jun retorted.

Yang Jian said: "It doesn't matter. Since you are leaving, let's go. Continue to go back to the club to drink, chat, bully the newcomer... Then wait for death, remember to prepare a better columbarium, and choose a better one. In the cemetery, I don’t know if anyone like us dared to go to our grave and put incense on it."

　　 "You..." Ye Jun was anxious, but couldn't find words to refute.

　　 The words are rough and not rough, Yang Jian is right, and he is indeed waiting for death when he goes back.

"Wealth and wealth are in danger. Stay here to solve this supernatural thing. After the transaction is completed, there is indeed a chance to survive, and the odds of winning together with more people are a little higher. However, the ghosts here have already begun to take action. We have to make a decision here. ASAP."

　　 Zhang Yiming dropped the cigarette butt: "Go, stay, take a stand, I suggest you leave here."

　　 "I also suggest." Ye Jun said.

　　 Zhang Han hesitated: "I think there is still a chance for so many of us if we join forces. It is inevitable that the ghost will be damaged if we don't understand it in the early stage. I suggest staying."

　　 "I also suggest staying." Yang Jian smiled and said: "I don't know if it's useful for me as an outsider to make a statement."

　　 "Ouyang Tian, ​​how about you?"

　　 Zhang Yiming looked at him and said, "Hey, you are hurt, and your trousers are bleeding?"

　　 Ouyang Tian's face was a bit ugly; "No, it's okay, just a small injury."

　　 Small injury?

　　 Brother, your birds are gone, can this be considered a minor injury?

　　 Yang Jian somewhat admires this Ouyang Tian, ​​who can bend and stretch, is really a man.

"I think we should stay and fight. There is not much time for Li Gui to recover. How long can I live if I leave here? Solving this supernatural incident and prolonging Li Gui’s recovery is the only thing we can do right now. Yes." Although Ouyang Tian had hatred with Yang, he had no hatred with his own life.

　　 "As long as it is not a dead end, even if there is a glimmer of hope, it is worth trying."

　　 "Do you have a gambler mentality?"

　　 Zhang Yiming saw this and lit another cigarette.

　　 In his mind, the chance of surviving this incident is indeed not high.

　　 But even if there is an abyss in front of me, I have to cross over, because there is indeed no way out behind me.

　　 "Since all three agree to stay, then...try it."

"From the previous situation, we can derive a key message. This ghost is staring at our ghost master, so it would be a stupid act to separate. From now on, we must stay together, eating, drinking, and sleeping. Together, even if there are any grievances between each other, they must be put down temporarily."

　　 "It's easy for a group of men to be accidental." Yang Jian said with some worry.

　　 Zhang Yiming spit out the flue: "Now is a very moment, you have to be clear in your hearts that that ghost can kill a ghost rider silently."

　　 "Okay, but you missed a bit. There may be more than one ghost here now."

　　 Yang Jian pointed to the corpse named He Sheng on the ground.

　　 "You are right. The ghost of He Sheng ran out in all likelihood. There are two ghosts in the village." Zhang Yiming said.

　　 "How much do you know about the ability of that ghost, He Sheng?" Yang Jian asked.

　　 "I don't know, he seldom plays in the club. He used to be a bodyguard next to a boss. He has hardly used the power of a ghost in front of us, so he can't judge." Zhang Han shook his head.

　　 Yang Jian smiled: "This is more interesting, and there is another unknown ghost."

"But forget it, as long as he didn't die from the resurrection of a ghost, the ghost is not terrible. The top priority now is to find the ghost in Huanggang Village. Number, called... sick ghost, you should have heard the weak coughing too."

　　 Everyone did not refute.

　　 "This is a map of Huanggang Village. Although it is hand-painted, it should be understood."

　　 Yang Jian took out a piece of paper at this time, and after unfolding it was a hand-drawn map with a pattern composed of lines and squares, which was very simple.

　　 "When did you draw this thing?" Zhang Han was dumbfounded.

　　 Yang Jian was surprised; "Don’t you guys paint? How else can you catch ghosts if you don’t even recognize the road?"

　　 "No, no." He became a little embarrassed.

　　 Other people couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

　　 They didn't think so much at all.

　　 "Lines are roads, squares are houses. Here, here, and here, is the place where we just came by chasing footsteps."

　　 Yang Jian pointed to the drawing and said, "And in the middle of these three points, it is this house, and the sound of footsteps disappeared in this place."

　　 "You should be very clear about this house."

　　 Zhang Yiming's hand trembled, and soot fell: "Is it the house where the funeral is going on at the entrance of the village? There is still a coffin in the lobby of that house."

　　 "That's right, it's the house that served as the mourning hall. We only appeared at the back of the house. If you detour in front, you can see the coffin." Yang Jian nodded.

　　 "Fucking, I said something was wrong. The first day I entered the village, I encountered a funeral. A coffin stopped in the lobby. I knew it was abnormal." Zhang Han couldn't help cursing.

　　 "Fuck him in the past?"

　　 "That's more to say." Ye Jun said: "There are so many of us, we are so cruel that **** will kneel when we see him."