Mysterious Recovery

Yang Jian left Dahai City very decisively.

Although Wei Jing and Ye Zhen are still dealing with Fu Shou Yuan, he has now boarded Sun Rui's special plane to return.

Although he was in a very poor state, he was also based on the premise of using the power of the ghost. If the power of the ghost was not used, Yang Jian could feel that he could still suppress the ghost's eye.

After all, it is the ghost hand and the ghost now that suppress the ghost eye recovery together.

However, it is impossible for him not to use Li Gui's power from now on.

Therefore, in addition to investigating the ghost post office, another urgent matter must be considered.

How to deal with the problem of ghost eye recovery.

On the plane.

Yang Jian thought about this problem.

A most straightforward plan was formed in my mind.

That is to control the fourth ghost.

However, I carefully recalled the resources that I had in my hands.

it is a pity.

No ghost is suitable to be controlled by Yang Jian, because the more ghosts in the body are not the better, but the less the better, the more the more the easier it is to lose balance.

If he hadn't let the ghost image freeze and become an outlier, not only the ghost eye would be revived at this time, it is estimated that the ghost hand and the ghost image would also be revived together.

"Team Yang, don't you mind?" Sun Rui had been paying attention to Yang Jian's state, and he couldn't help asking at this moment, breaking the calm in the plane.

Before fighting with Ye Zhen until now, he found that Yang Jian's eyes were faintly red.

This is a sign of ghost invasion.

And this sign has not disappeared.

"It's okay for the time being." Yang Jian came back to his senses and said calmly.

Sun Rui continued: "Does the Ghost Post Office's investigation continue?"

He could see that Yang Jian had paid a great price to win Ye Zhen, and his condition had deteriorated seriously.

"continue."

Yang Jian said: “Don’t care about my status, I will handle my affairs myself, and the ghost post office is very involved. It seems to be secretly promoting the recovery of ghosts. The phenomenon of Fushouyuan is the best proof. It seems to me that the identity of the messenger should not exist at all."

"But there must be a bigger secret in the Ghost Post Office. If it can be solved, the truth about Li Ghost's recovery may be obtained."

"So, this investigation needs to continue anyway."

Yang Jian paused after speaking, "Your special plane will land in Dachang City first. I am going to go back first. After the next mail delivery task starts, I am making arrangements. Until then, you don't need to do anything."

"Since Team Yang has decided, let's arrange it like this. I'll be waiting for you in Dahan City." Sun Rui nodded.

"it is good."

This is the end of the first mail delivery task.

If it weren't for a fight with Ye Zhen for no reason, the letter delivery mission this time was strictly not a loss.

Because Yang Jian took away a coffin nail.

This is his capital to fight against any ghost, even if he is in a bad state now, he is not without the power to fight back when facing a supernatural event.

now.

Inside the Fushou Garden.

The spiritual confrontation has temporarily come to an end.

Wei Jing's face turned black, and he walked out towards Fushou Garden numbly. He was holding an old straw rope in his hand, which seemed to have been extended indefinitely, extending into the cemetery behind him.

As he walked step by step, a highly decomposed female corpse was wrapped around the other end of the ghost rope. The female corpse broke from her waist into two pieces, but they were entangled with each other, which was very strange.

No, not just a female corpse.

There will be at the back.

There was a twisted figure, struggling like a ghost, trying to get rid of the shackles of this straw rope.

There is also a dead person who seems to have just been buried, with a foreign body squirming under his skin, and his face is pale. That person was actually Russell Yi who died in the cemetery before.

Also, an old and rotten thick quilt seemed to be wrapped in a ghost, even if it was entangled by a ghost rope, there was still a struggle.

......

Wei Jing grabbed the ghost rope and walked with these scary things.

Obviously they were all unknown and terrifying ghosts, but they were all suppressed in his hands.

Spirituality is restricted in his hands.

"Wei Jing, you did a good job. The headquarters sent you to persuade you to have two brushes. No wonder Yang Wudi will give you face."

Ye Zhen was sitting on the stone pier of the archway in the Fushou Garden at the moment, watching Wei Jing approach.

"But you are still a little bit different from me, Ye. If you think there is something wrong with my words, please come to me and discuss it. Without affecting my invincibility, I am still fearless."

When he was farting, Wei Jing said blankly: "Fu Shou Garden is a very special place. The situation here can only be temporarily contained and cannot be completely eliminated. There are too many old graves in it. Go out of a ghost, so you must always pay attention to the situation here from today."

"Where is Yang Jian?"

"He has already left. He seems to be tracing something. It seems to be a little secret, but I am not interested. What I am interested in is how to overcome the coffin nail in his hand next time and defeat him again." Ye Zhen said.

Wei Jing continued: "Don't fight with Yang Jian again. If there is another time, the headquarters will work with Yang Jian to kill you. There will only be one mediation, and there will never be a second time. I hope you understand."

"Wei Jing, times have changed."

Ye Zhen seemed to take a rare chance to get serious: "The king will stand on top of the sky, and the loser will wither like fallen leaves."

"what are you talking about?"

Wei Jing's numb expression could not show any emotion, but there was a hint of doubt in his tone.

He couldn't understand Ye Zhen's words like middle and second things.

Ye Zhen laughed loudly and said, "In terms you can understand, who will dominate the world in the future? Will it be the resurgent ghosts? Or the dignitaries of the old world? Or the newly emerging ghost masters? Hope, Survival, continuation, when everything is concentrated at a certain point under tremendous pressure, one thing will be nurtured by this era."

"He can bring hope, sustain survival, and save lives."

"What is that?" Wei Jing asked.

"is God."

Ye Zhenyi said with a finger to heaven: "And I, Ye Zhen, will ascend to heaven and become a god, in the name of the strongest."

"Before you came here, someone told me that your mind was not normal. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it."

Wei Jing ignored the second illness, he took the ghost rope and several Li ghosts to move on.

The surrounding area was gradually engulfed by a thick layer of darkness.

Wei Jing disappeared into the darkness, and at the same time the terrifying ghost **** by the ghost rope was pulled into the darkness little by little.

When the last piece of ghost rope disappeared, the whole darkness was quickly dissipating, until nothing was left nearby.

"Yang Jian's coffin nail seems to be found in this cemetery. Maybe I should look for it seriously, maybe I can find another one." After Wei Jing left, Ye Zhen looked down and thought again.

After all, he was crucified to the ground just now.

Thought of this.

Ye Zhen didn't know where he found a shovel, and then ran all the way back to Fushou Garden with the shovel.

The horrible place that others can't avoid, to Ye Zhen's eyes, is like an expedition to dig treasures in the back garden.

However, if he digs randomly with a shovel, it is estimated that the probability of digging the nails of the coffin is not high, and the probability of digging a ghost is greater.

After the matter of Dahai City came to an end.

night.

The video information about the battle between Yang Jian and Ye Zhen circulated wildly on the Internet. At the same time, people in the spiritual circle were paying close attention to this matter.

After all, it is very rare for top ghost masters to fight, especially in front of so many ordinary citizens.

An invisible storm is brewing.

But as one of the protagonists in the video and news, Yang Jian has returned to Dachang City.

He needs to be refurbished.

"According to the delivery mission of the first-level messenger of the Ghost Post Office, there should be a few days between the next delivery, Li Yang, take a good rest these days. This matter has just begun, and it is far from over. I hope you will be prepared."

Yang Jian said as soon as he got off the plane and was about to leave.

"Team Yang, don't worry, I'm fine." Li Yang is in a good state, he nodded.

But just when Yang Jian was about to walk out of the airport and take the car back.

Suddenly.

The lights in the hall flickered, and a strange breath filled.

"Who?"

Yang Jian's footsteps stopped and he became vigilant, and at the same time the ghost boy appeared behind him.

This kind of weird situation is definitely not caused by a spiritual event. If there is a spiritual event in Dachang City, he will receive a report, and it should be a ghost driver.

Suddenly.

A thick fog came out from one direction of the hall, and a figure came out in the thick fog.

"It's me, Feng Quan."

The person who walked out of the ghost fog turned out to be Feng Quan: "I heard the news that you and Ye Zhen were fighting, so I came to support me specially. As a result, just on the way, I received a message from the headquarters about the conflict between you. It has subsided, so I will come to Dachang City Airport to wait for you."

Other people appeared in the thick fog.

She is a woman with slender legs, a graceful figure, and long black hair. She is so beautiful and looks flawless. It doesn't seem to be the face that this world should have.

She is Huang Ziya, codenamed Guifa.

"Ye Zhen is a very troublesome guy. The headquarters has recruited him before, but failed. But if it really fights, I will definitely help you." The third figure walked out of the thick ghost fog.

It was a man with a headscarf and a ponytail. Although he looked indifferent, he looked heroic.

This is Grimace Tong Qian.

"I thought I was blocked by my enemies here, but I didn't expect you to be here." Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"We also just arrived today, Captain, you are so true. If there is a conflict with the Spiritual Forum, don't call us. Let's go and help." Huang Ziya's beautiful face showed a smile, she took the initiative We greeted him, and walked around Yang Jian a few times.

It seems to be observing the situation.

But she soon discovered the ghost boy hiding behind Yang Jian.

"This is, that kid? It's exactly the same as the captain, you Zhang." Huang Ziya exclaimed, she stretched out her hand to touch it.

Feng Quandao: "It's best not to touch it randomly. This is the starving ghost in the second stage. Now it has become a different kind of human and ghost, and it is a certain danger."

Hearing the three words "starved ghost", Huang Ziya hurriedly took her hand back.

"This little thing, it doesn't matter if you listen to the captain's words so much."

She wasn't trying to die, she was just curious that Yang Jian could actually tame a little starving ghost, and even brought it by her side as a helper.

"The matter is over, and the conflict between me and Ye Zhen ends here. The headquarters came forward to mediate this face and had to give it, otherwise, I can't get out of the big sea." Yang Jian said: "You can support me, tell me the truth. I'm still very happy ~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's just a sudden thing. I guess you won't be able to reach Dahai City even if you contact you, so I don't have this idea."

Although Feng Quan has a ghost domain.

But if he wants him to use the ghost domain to drive to Dahai City, it is estimated that he will die halfway through the resurrection of the ghost.

After all, his ghost domain is very small, only enough to cover a small half of a town. If you want to span two places, hundreds of kilometers, or even more than a thousand kilometers, you can't do it at all.

"No matter what you are doing, it's okay, otherwise this thing will definitely not end today." Feng Quan said.

Yang Jian said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. You have rushed from your hometown so late, let's go back first, and talk about it tomorrow."

"That's right, I guess you are tired, Brother Leg, go back and rest for a night before talking." Feng Quan nodded.

Yang Jian glanced at him again, with a look of thought.

Because Feng Quan's other ghost has a certain connection with the graves of Fu Shou Yuan, I don't know what kind of spirituality is involved in it.