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Chapter 88: Codenamed Sick Ghost

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

    This incident cast a shadow over everyone's heart.

    It is common for a ghost master to die from the recovery of a ghost, but to die silently like this in the hands of an unknown ghost, the information revealed is very unusual.

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

    The level of horror of ghosts here is obviously higher than that of any ghost master here, otherwise, He Sheng would not 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 are not coming for people, but for the ghosts in our bodies." Zhang Han took a breath slightly,  Open your mouth and say.

    Zhang Yiming is a relatively stable and intelligent person.

    There is no credibility when the words come out of Yang Jian's mouth, but it is different when they come out of his mouth.

    And the fact is also in front of his eyes, He Sheng died, but the woman in his room did not die.

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

    "Oh, is that so? 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 mind, kid, now I have to take back my previous impression of him."

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

    However, Yang Jian was able to know this one step earlier than him. Doesn't this mean that Yang Jian's ability is superior to his?

    If it is really a lunatic, a kid with an abnormal brain, how could he know this.

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

    Hearing this, Yang Jian, who came over to investigate the situation, shrugged his shoulders: "You adults are talking, it's better for me, a child, to stay away. Someone wanted to play a shooting game with me just now. I was almost scared.  Wet my pants."

    "Yang Jian, don't say those useless nonsense." Ouyang Tian's anger did not subside, and he was still angry.

    Zhang Yiming smoked and said, "I suggest leaving here. What do you think of Yang Jian? A ghost staring at other ghosts. We can't afford to provoke an existence of this level. This task is not as simple as imagined. The company chose to  This task must be given to us people with a strong purpose, otherwise they would not pay the price of controlling the second ghost."

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

    Yang Jian grinned: "Do you have a way out? How long can you live if you don't control the second ghost to prolong the recovery of the ghost?"

    These words hit their nails.

    The reason why they came here was also because they expected the danger here, so they had the idea of ??putting all their eggs in one basket.

    Although it is quite wise to retreat now.

    But it also means losing hope of living.

    "It is better to die from the resuscitation of a ghost than to die in the hands of this ghost. You are not afraid of death in Yang Jian, but 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 going to leave, let's go, continue to go back to the club to drink, chat, bully the newcomers and then wait to die, remember to prepare a better columbarium, choose a better one  I don¡¯t know if anyone would dare to go to our grave to offer incense after people like us die.¡±

    "You" Ye Jun was impatient, but he couldn't find anything to refute.

    The words are rough and the rationale is not rough, Yang Jian is right, he is indeed waiting to die when he goes back.

    "Wealth and wealth are in danger, stay here to solve this supernatural matter, there is indeed a chance to survive after completing the transaction, and the chances of winning are higher if more people join forces, but the ghosts here have already started to attack, we must make a decision here  ASAP."

    Zhang Yiming threw down the cigarette butt: "Go or stay, make a statement. My suggestion is to leave here."

    "I also suggest." Ye Jun said.

    Zhang Han hesitated for a moment: "I think there is still a chance if so many of us join forces. It is inevitable that the ghost will be injured if we don't know about 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, an outsider, to express my opinion."

    "Ouyang Tian, ??what about you?"

    & nbsp; Zhang Yiming looked at him and said, "Hey, you're injured, and your trousers are bleeding?"

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

    Minor injury?

    Brother, your bird is gone, can this be considered a minor injury?

    Yang Jian admired this Ouyang Tian a little bit, he can bend and stretch, he is really a man.

    "I think we should stay and fight. The time for the ghost to recover is running out. How long can we live if we leave here? Solve this supernatural event and get a way to prolong the recovery of the ghost. This is the only thing we can do now.  Yes." Although Ouyang Tian had a grudge against Yang Jian, he had no grudge against his own life.

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

    "Is it a gambler's mentality?"

    Seeing this, Zhang Yiming lit another cigarette.

    He calculated in his mind that the chances of surviving this incident were indeed not high.

    But even if there is an abyss ahead, you have to cross it, because there is indeed no way out behind you.

    "Since the three of you agree to stay, then let's try."

    "From the previous situation, we can get the key information. This ghost is staring at us, the ghost master, so it would be a stupid act to separate. From now on, we must stay together, eat, drink, and sleep together.  Together, even if there is any entanglement between each other, it must be temporarily put down."

    "It's easy for a group of men to have accidents like this." Yang Jian said with some concern.

    Zhang Yiming puffed out the smoke and said, "This is an extraordinary moment, you must be clear in your hearts that that ghost is an existence that can kill a ghost master silently."

    "Okay, but you missed one point, there may be more than one ghost here now."

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

    "You're right, He Sheng's ghost ran out nine times out of ten, and there may be two ghosts in the village." Zhang Yiming said.

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

    "I don't know. He is rarely 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 tell." Zhang Han shook his head.

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

    "But forget it, as long as he didn't die from the resuscitation of the ghost, that ghost is not very scary. The most urgent thing now is to find the ghost in Huanggang Village. I gave that ghost a nickname  Sick ghost, you should have heard that weak coughing sound too."

    Everyone did not refute.

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

    At this time, Yang Jian took out a piece of paper, and after spreading it out, there was a hand-painted map with a pattern composed of lines and squares, which was very simple.

    "When did you draw this thing?" Zhang Han asked in a daze.

    Yang Jian was surprised and said, "Don't you have any paintings? How else can you catch ghosts if you don't even know the way?"

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

    The others couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

    They didn't think that much at all.

    "The lines are the roads, the squares are the houses, here, here, and here are the places we just followed the footsteps."

    Yang Jian pointed to the blueprint and said: "In the middle of these three points is this house, and the sound of footsteps also disappeared in this place."

    "You should know this house very well."

    Zhang Yiming's hands trembled, and the ash fell: "Is it the house at the entrance of the village where the funeral is being held? There is still a coffin in the lobby of that house."

    "That's right, it's the house that serves as the mourning hall. The place where we appeared was only at the back of the house. If we go around the front, we can see the coffin." Yang Jian nodded.

    "Damn it, I said something was wrong. On the first day I entered the village, there was a funeral, and a coffin was parked in the lobby. I knew it was abnormal at first glance." Zhang Han couldn't help cursing.

    "Going to beat him up?"

    "That's needless to say." Ye Jun said: "There are so many of us, and Jesus will also kneel when he sees it." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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