Mysterious Recovery

"what!"

A heart-piercing cry of pain came from a room on the second floor of the Ghost Post Office.

Li Yang fell to the ground and struggled. The ghost invaded his body. He is now trying to break the shackles and kill him. This feeling is not something a living person can bear, because it is a double torment of the body and spirit.

Obviously, Li Yang's chest was bulging high and fleshy, and the outline of a human face was clearly presented, as well as traces of hands and feet movement.

The horror level of the ghost has exceeded the category that can be controlled, and if it is forced to be controlled, it will directly be in the state of recovery.

Li Yang’s mouth, nose, and ears were overflowing with blood at this moment. Everything in his body seemed to be shattered. He wailed, “No, no, I can’t do it, I can’t suppress this ghost. It seems that there is a lack of medium"

Yang Xiaohua on the side covered her mouth in shock when she saw this scene.

Although she didn't know what period happened, she could see what method Yang Jian used to send the ghost into this person's body just now, trying to control the ghost.

Now, the control has failed.

The ghost is killing him and is about to rush out of his body.

"Lack of media? Lack of doors?" Yang Jian's eyes flashed red, and he rushed over, grabbing Li Yang while he was tumbling, and pressing it on the ground.

"Come here, help me hold him down."

In a tone almost commanding, he ordered.

Yang Xiaohua hesitated.

"He is dead, there are two ghosts on the second floor, you all have to die." Yang Jian said again.

Yang Xiaohua just gritted her teeth and ran over, and then squeezed Li Yang.

But the next moment, she was taken aback.

She saw a terrifying human silhouette wriggling from Li Yang's body.

What a ghost?

Yang Xiaohua trembled in her heart, but did not choose to step back.

Under such circumstances, she also knew that she would die if she stepped back.

Yang Jian pressed one hand on Li Yang’s chest, and his cold and black ghost hand forced the Li Gui who was trying to struggle down forcibly. Although he was still struggling, it was not so violent, and he barely maintained it. The fate of Li Yang's body not being torn apart.

The other hand lifted Li Yang's shirt and pulled his chest out.

Bruises appeared on the cold skin, like the skin of a dead person.

"The medium is the door. You don't have a door on your body. In that case, I will draw a door on your body." A rusty nail appeared in Yang Jian's hand.

This is a coffin nail.

It was obtained in the Fushou Garden of Dahai City before, and now he has been taking it with him to prevent accidents from happening.

He dared to enter the ghost post office in this state with the supernatural beings that were the most emboldened.

But now he didn't intend to nail the coffin to death the ghost, but acted as a scalpel, piercing directly under Li Yang's skin, and then abruptly cut a **** hole.

Take Li Yang's chest as a canvas.

Yang Jian held the coffin nail in his hand, tore his skin, stained it red, and drew the appearance of a door on it.

Although crude.

But there are all the shapes that a door should have.

He even painted the door handles.

The body serves as the medium of the door to imprison the Li ghost.

This is what Yang Jian wants Li Yang to do.

Is it just going to be useful?

Using a painted door to trigger the killing pattern of the blocking door ghost seems to be a bit of a play, even a little funny.

But the reality is so absurd.

The law of blocking the door was triggered.

The painted door can also exist as a medium.

next moment.

The struggling ghost in Li Yang's body began to calm down quickly, like ripples on the surface of the water, gradually sinking, unable to try to tear his body and break free.

The gate-blocking ghost shut the ghost in the body.

A balance is rapidly forming between ghosts and ghosts.

Li Yang's wailing ceased, his pain was reduced, and his injury no longer worsened.

"Successful, successful?" Yang Xiaohua, as the witness of this time, opened her eyes wide and was a little bit speechless in shock.

This Yang Jian actually kept a ghost in the body of a living person and successfully controlled it.

Is this the so-called detention and control?

"How do you feel."

Yang Jian released his hand, he asked solemnly, still holding the coffin nail in his hand.

Once there was an accident, he would immediately crucify Li Yang.

The success rate of controlling the two ghosts is not 100%. Although he is doing the swordsmanship, accidents are still possible.

"Okay, it seems okay, the ghosts in my body seem to have subsided, and everything is back to normal." Li Yang's face was bloody, he was dressed coarsely, but his tone was extremely relaxed and comfortable.

"This shows that your condition is very good, and a certain balance has been formed between ghosts and ghosts, and it has not continued to erode your body." Yang Jian was also slightly relieved.

Li Yang struggled to sit up, he felt the pain of tearing his skin, and he took a breath: "It's really painful. I almost thought I was going to die. Is this how Li Gui felt after he was resuscitated? I really don’t want to go through it again, Captain, thank you so much. If I were alone, I would never do this."

"You're welcome, I'm just imprisoning the ghost here, it's killing two birds with one stone." Yang Jian said calmly.

However, Li Yang knew very well that only people at the level of the captain could help with this level of control.

To imprison a ghost in a living person's body abruptly does not depend on stuffing, otherwise the living person will be swollen to death. This is due to the invasion of the ghost domain and the ghost is sent directly in.

Then the ghost gradually penetrated into the body, before being killed immediately.

But unexpectedly, the speed of this ghost infiltrating and eroding the body was too fast.

Although the level of terror is not high, it is definitely not low.

"So, you solved the ghost who attacked the second floor this time?" Yang Xiaohua was still lost, she looked at Yang Jian in disbelief.

This lunatic actually dealt with a terrifying ghost in just one or two minutes.

You know this ghost almost killed everyone on the second floor just now.

"I didn't solve the Li ghost. This is to help him control the Li ghost. Ghosts cannot be killed. Once the ghost in Li Yang's body becomes unbalanced again, the Li ghost will tear his body and run out." Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said: "But this is how ordinary people steal spiritual power, and it's also the key to fighting against Li ghosts."

"So, he originally had a ghost in his body?" Yang Xiaohua stepped back abruptly in fright.

Ghost in the body of a living person?

Is this still a human?

Yang Jian glanced at it: "It is very difficult to become a ghost master. Do you think that an individual has the opportunity and potential to become a ghost master? This is both a danger and an opportunity."

"Remember this scene, maybe you will do everything possible to become a ghost master in the future. After all, after becoming a messenger, you will have no retreat. You can only walk to the dark one by one and want to live. The state is impossible. Only when you become a ghost master and control a ghost can you have the capital to fight."

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you so much, maybe you will die soon."

Yang Jian didn't say much, he put away the coffin nails and pulled up Li Yang: "After you get back from your physical injury, let Huang Ziya take care of it. Now, come with me to take a look outside."

"The supernatural incident caused by the torn red letter has been handled by me. According to the rules of the post office, we should go upstairs."

"The third floor?" Li Yang twitched in pain, "I hope I can withstand it."

"Don't worry, you won't die so soon. Now you are the one who controls two ghosts. If you cooperate with the doorknob, you might be able to send the ghost directly into the ghost door."

Yang Jian looked at the **** door on Li Yang.

A door of flesh and blood portrayed on the body.

If it can also be opened, the ghost blocking the door, in conjunction with the Li Gui's words just now, can completely detain Li Gui and send it away through the wooden door handle.

"Can this be done?" Li Yang was stunned, feeling incredible.

Yang Jian said, "Why not? You should try if you have the opportunity."

Li Yang was silent and thought about it.

He looked at the old wooden doorknob in his hand. If he put it on his body, would the painted door really open?

"Come out, come out, they are not dead, they are not dead yet." Cai Yu who was hiding in the corner said loudly with anxiety.

What was revealed in the tone was shock.

The rest of the people just saw it clearly. Yang Jian and Yang Xiaohua were caught by ghosts into the room. Then Li Yang also rushed in. Some horrible wailing sounds came from the room behind, and suddenly lit up. The weird red light.

I thought they were dead.

Unexpectedly, he walked out safely again.

"Where is Yang Xiaohua? How is she? Is she dead?" The second-floor messenger named Liu Mingxin wandered in the corridor. He was surprised and wanted to ascertain the situation of a person.

"I'm fine, I'm okay, the ghost has solved it, and you can rest assured that this layer will not be attacked again." Yang Xiaohua also walked out, except that she did not push Yang Jian and fell. Besides, there was no injury on the whole body.

Although it has experienced terrible dangers, it is nothing more than surprises.

"Ligui resolved? Yang Xiaohua, what period happened inside?" Liu Mingxin asked.

Yang Xiaohua said: "I don't know how to say the specific things. If you want to know, please ask this Yang Jian. Maybe he can answer you very well. I can only tell you a little bit, the scary ghost just now. I'm currently locked in this person's body."

After speaking, she looked at Li Yang.

What?

Liu Mingxin was stunned, and then looked at Li Yang, who was covered in blood, with a slight horror.

The ghost is locked in his body?

This, this is true.

But if it is true, then why is this person still alive? How could he not be killed by the ghost.

As an ordinary person, he has not officially entered the spiritual circle, and he does not know the existence of the ghost master. Even if he has heard of the ghost master, he does not know what the meaning of these three words means. Naturally, he is extremely puzzled.

"It seems that only a few of you have survived on this level of messenger." Yang Jian glanced at it.

Apart from him and Li Yang, only four people survived.

Wang Shan, Cai Yu, Liu Mingxin, Yang Xiaohua.

Among them, Wang Shan is the messenger on the first floor, and the other three are old messengers on the second floor.

As for the others, either died from the conflict with Yang, or died from the ghost.

"Wang Shan, you seem to be lucky, I hope you have been so lucky." Yang Jian's eyes stayed on him.

Wang Shan smiled, not knowing how to respond.

He is now more desperate, because he already knows Yang Jian's intentions.

This person is going to forcibly go upstairs as fast as possible. As for other people who can keep up with the best, they can't keep up and die here just now.

But at this time.

In the middle of the Huizi corridor, a thick black mist that resembled a haze gradually rose up, as if it was about to cover the entire floor, but the thick black mist quickly dissipated after tumbling and stirring for a while.

A wooden staircase appeared in the middle ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and extended to the corridor.

A hole also appeared in the wall, opening up between the corridor and the wooden staircase.

"The stairs have appeared, and sure enough, once the red envelope is completed, people on all floors can go directly to one floor." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't feel surprised. All this is in his plan.

"The stairs to the third floor?"

The other people's hearts shuddered, not knowing whether to be happy or fearful.

The one who was most disturbed was Wang Shan.

You must know that he is the messenger on the first floor. This succession of uplifting floors is no less facilitating. He hasn't experienced the level of competition, and if you go directly to the second floor to deliver the letter, you will probably die.

Wang Shan wanted to cry without tears, but he knew he had no choice.

"Go upstairs."

Yang Jian observed for a while and found no problems, so he set off immediately.