Mysterious Recovery

Yang Jian lit the ghost candle. This white ghost candle ignited a black flame and emitted black light. At this time, the ghost domain that was originally covered by red light was eroded by a layer of darkness. An inexplicable feeling appeared in my heart.

Ghost eyes were restless, and there was an inexplicable fear.

It seems that if this ghost candle continues to burn, something extremely terrifying will happen here.

The white ghost candle was originally a failure derived from the red ghost candle.

Although this kind of characteristic that can attract ghosts is very special in a sense, it is also quite terrifying, especially if it is lit in this kind of spiritual land, it will attract the above things in the end, no one can be sure.

If you are lucky, you may be able to attract the ghost that controls Zhao Lei.

If you are not lucky, it will lead to an unknown horror, and this horror may be more than one kind.

"Ten seconds, you are not allowed to lie to me to extinguish the candle within 30 seconds." Xiong Wenwen looked at the cartoon watch in his hand and said nervously.

Yang Jian's face was solemn and his body was tight. He did not answer Xiong Wenwen's words because he had to concentrate and pay attention to any movement around him.

Thirty seconds is not long, on the contrary, it is very short, but at this moment, he feels that the time seems to be slowing down countless times at once, and the brewing atmosphere around it is depressing for people to breathe.

Just fifteen seconds.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the hallway outside the restaurant. The sound of footsteps was very heavy. Each step seemed to weigh all of the body's weight, and there was not a slight echo, and the footsteps were extremely abrupt, not Someone came slowly from far and near, but just appeared outside out of thin air.

Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes wide and instantly turned and looked in the direction of the door behind.

There is no doubt that the heavy footsteps outside the aisle are directed at here.

The ghost candle worked, and a certain ghost hidden in the hotel was attracted.

After only about five seconds, the sound of footsteps suddenly stopped, and through the dim restaurant door, a tall black human silhouette could be vaguely invisible from behind the vague glass door, standing there abruptly.

The black candlelight flickered.

I don't know if it is the shadows reflected on Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, or there is an unknown person standing behind the gate.

"Yang Jian." Xiong Wenwen screamed in shock, subconsciously wanting to use Li Gui's ability to predict the upcoming terrifying event.

"Stay steady, don't mess around, there will be nothing wrong with me, now you are in my ghost domain, not everything can come in casually."

Although Yang Jian didn't look back, the ghost eyes behind his head had already seen the tall black figure standing there outside the gate.

The distance between each other is less than ten meters, just separated by a layer of sliding doors without locks.

There is no doubt that this is a ghost attracted by the ghost candle.

But his instinct told himself that this was not the goal of his trip, because the ghost playing with the human face is inside the restaurant, and the ghost outside the door is outside the restaurant. It is very likely that the same ghost cannot be the same.

So Yang Jian didn't put out the ghost candle, he was still waiting.

The time came to twenty-five seconds.

At this moment, out of the empty restaurant besides Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, a chair suddenly moved back a few centimeters weirdly.

The chair made a sharp sound when rubbing against the floor tiles.

Yang Jian looked at it suddenly.

It was the dining table that was used just now. The dining table before was originally empty, with only one vacant chair, but at the moment it was the chair that was moving, and it was unknown when there was a person sitting on it.

Yes, you are not mistaken.

A person.

Wearing leather shoes, suits and leather shoes, but the man who couldn't see clearly, the reason why he couldn't see clearly was not that Yang Jian's ghost eyes didn't work, but that the man held up a newspaper in both hands, blocking his face.

This kind of posture... there is nothing wrong with it, it is the target I am looking for.

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank, he wanted to release the suppression of the ghost rope in an instant, and directly used the ghost rope's recovery characteristics to solve the ghost.

However, before he could do anything, the movement behind him made him startled in a cold sweat.

Throughout the restaurant, every table has a chair moved back.

At the next moment, a person suddenly appeared on all the chairs where the movement was heard. The clothes of these people were different, there were men and women, but their movements were surprisingly consistent, with their stiff hands raised. Each looked at a newspaper, just a glance at the back of his head, there were at least twenty or thirty people.

"Crunch..."

At this moment, the tall human figure who walked outside seemed to be attracted by the ghost candle, and when he wanted to come in, the sliding door was slowly opened.

The burning time of the ghost candle has exceeded the thirty seconds set by Yang Jian, and it has burned for forty seconds.

If this continues, Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen will face an unimaginable ghost attack within a minute.

"Fight, or withdraw?"

There was a sweat on Yang Jian's forehead, and two thoughts appeared in his heart at this moment.

Or just take Xiong Wenwen to fight here, as long as you can hold it, you may have the opportunity to directly imprison the ghost here, but it is also possible that because of your reckless action, you will fall into the trap of the ghost and die here.

Because this hotel had some weirdness that he didn't understand, Yang Jian didn't know if it was a potentially huge hidden danger.

"Fight."

After Yang Jian's brief thoughts, he gritted his teeth and made a crazy decision.

He intends to head to head.

Because considering that there is still a red ghost candle in his hand this time, he can guarantee his own safety and have the capital to fight for it.

Immediately Yang Jian blew out the white ghost candle, and as the black candle light went out, everything around him could be seen more clearly.

But then he untied an old straw rope wrapped around his hand.

Once the ghost rope suppressed by ghost shadows is released, it will immediately become a resurrected ghost and begin to kill people indiscriminately. The range is so large that it can spread across several streets, or even an area, so every time When using it, Yang Jian must cooperate with the ghost domain to suppress the resurrected ghost rope within a certain range and maintain a controllable situation.

Once the fierce ghost becomes controllable, it will become an alternative weapon belonging to Yang Jian.

"Are you carrying a ghost with you?" Xiong Wenwen immediately guessed when he saw the rope, and immediately took two steps back in shock.

Yang Jian caught him and stopped him from walking indiscriminately: "I have a sense of measure, let me stay here honestly."

Xiong Wenwen struggled, but how could his strength as a child compare to Yang Jian who had mastered the ghostly shadow.

Although using the ghost rope, Yang Jian did not intend to rely on the ghost rope to solve the problem at hand. He just hopes that the ghost rope can solve the problem it can solve, suppress all potential dangers, so that he can concentrate on it. Deal with some horrors that ghost ropes can't deal with.

After the ghost rope was revived, countless old straw ropes hung down the entire restaurant.

There is a noose on these straw ropes, which seems to be specially prepared for people to hang themselves.

It is not the first time that Yang Jian has faced a ghost rope to recover. He can completely suppress it with ghost eyes, even if he protects Xiong Wenwen, there is no problem.

But the other so-called people in the restaurant are different.

The ghost rope fell on them as if someone was controlling it, and it was directly wrapped around their necks, and then hung directly without any suspense.

Everyone who is hung up hangs his head and limbs weakly, and the body is stiff without any struggling movements. Obviously, the people who are hung up are not people at all, but corpses. Only the corpses don’t have to worry about being hung by ghost ropes. stand up.

But after catching these more than twenty corpses, as the newspaper in their hands fell, the red light of the ghost realm reflected on them in the dim dining room, reflecting their appearance.

The pale faces of dead people carried a familiar but oozing smile on their faces.

And these people didn't know if they were really dead. At the same time they were hoisted, all their eyes turned to look at Yang Jian.

Showing a weird smile ~www.NovelMTL.com~ but together they focused their eyes on Yang Jian. This scene made him feel a deep chill, a great danger enveloped his whole body.

Because of this weird smile, Yang Jian was familiar...it was the grimace behind Tong Qian.

But the problem is that Tong Qian has been out of contact for a few days, and the ghost who can take the face and tamper with people's memory also controlled Zhao Lei to enter this hotel.

The two pieces of information are connected in series.

The worst happens.

"Xiong Wenwen, use the ability to predict the future." Yang Jian immediately roared.

"Just now, I thought you were really not afraid of death."

Xiong Wenwen complained. He had already shivered. If it hadn't been for the sound of the knife and fork hitting the porcelain before Yang Jian pressed it, he would have used Li Gui's ability.

As Yang Jian spoke, Xiong Wenwen's face gradually turned pale, and the stranger's aura began to decay, as if he was about to evolve into a ghost.

He still used his ability once.

Because Yang Jian realized that the initial attack had failed.

That ghost got Tong Qian’s smiling face, and his horror level was at least raised to the level of crying grave ghosts... This is a Grade A supernatural event, and it is more complicated than an ordinary Grade A supernatural event, because he has to face it. It is a complex of ghosts.

Even the protagonist of the head balloon incident is still in this hotel.

With Yang Jian's words finished.

A cloudy wind blew up in the dining room. The newspapers that had fallen from the hands of those corpses were stirred up by the cloudy wind. Each newspaper was stained with blood on one side, and there was an outline of a human face on it, accompanied by the **** newspaper. At the same time as it swept over, all the corpses hanging by the ghost rope had their mouths split at this time.

"Hey, hey~!"

All the hanged corpses looked at Yang Jian and laughed like grimacing faces.