Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> horror revival

Chapter 173 The Fire of the Ghost Candle

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Horror Recovery" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    Tong Qian is ready to fight to the death.

    She understood that it was already difficult for her to get out of here, and she was already thinking of delaying the time for these survivors, to see if they could be lucky enough to wait for rescue to arrive.

    However, Yang Jian's sudden appearance made her feel a burst of surprise.

    "Are you Ghost Eye Detective, Yang Jian?" Tong Qian looked at the man in the corner who held a candle and had a hideous ghost eye on his forehead.

    "Have you read my file?" Yang Jian was not surprised.

    Criminal police files are shared, and each criminal policeman is entitled to access the files of other criminal policemen, the purpose is to understand each other and check and balance each other.

    Tong Qian said: "I saw the files of several ghost masters in Dachang City on the way here, including yours, because you are the only ghost master who has experienced the ghost knocking on the door and is still alive so far.  Is it for support?"

    "It's not counting as support. Someone agreed to my conditions and asked me to come here to save people. I think that criminal policeman who stupidly rushed into Huangquan should be you."

    Yang Jiandao; "I have seen the previous situation. I didn't want to show up. I let you people die in the ghost domain like this. After I go back, I can report to Zhao Jianguo. I believe no one can find out. I can't see it.  Help, but your behavior just now seems familiar, I think it is better to give you a hand."

    Tong Qian's act of self-sacrifice to save others reminded him of Zhou Zheng.

    It was only then that Yang Jian was willing to show up to help her.

    "How could you do this?" Tong Qian said angrily.

    "Why can't I do this?"

    Yang Jian said calmly, while holding a candle, he walked step by step: "Spiritual incidents cannot be solved by one person being a hero. Anyone who gets involved will die, including me. I can guarantee that I will not harm others, but I cannot guarantee to save them. I admit it."  What you just did was noble, great, a heroine."

    "But what about after that?"

    "You will die, they will die too, and there will be one more female ghost here, this is the worst result."

    "Resolving supernatural events is a desperate task in itself, and to become a criminal policeman requires the awareness of sacrifice at any time." Tong Qian said.

    Yang Jiandao; "It's useless for you to tell me this, you have to tell it."

    He pointed to the old man who knocked on the door.

    "Boom, boom boom~!"

    The knocking continues, and the survivors continue to die.

    At this speed, soon all the people here will die, including Tong Qian.

    If a group of people face a ghost knocking on the door, there is randomness, and one person will be randomly selected to die, but the probability of the ghost master being selected will be very low.

    "Okay, stop talking, save people, if this continues, the rest of the people will die. If we have anything to say, let's talk after leaving here." Tong Qian said with a look of panic on her face.

    "Saving people is not based on leaning on the door to sell jokes, but on the relationship. Look carefully, study hard, how do I operate." Yang Jian strode over and said.

    Tong Qian's face darkened.

    This guy even said he was joking.

    However, Yang Jian's words made her a little confused.

    relation?

    What does it mean.

    "Grandpa, my own people, don't knock, show me some face, and let these people go." Yang Jian walked to the glass door holding the ghost candle in his hand, and said.

    The ghost fire on the ghost candle emits a green light.

    Covering a distance of about three meters around.

    And when the candlelight approached the old man, the stiff and skinny palm stopped knocking on the door again, and at the same time the stiff body retreated slowly.

    This ghost was driven back by the candlelight.

    "Is that all right?"

    Tong Qian's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

    Is this ghost Yang Jian's dead grandfather?  Did it really rely on relationships to keep that ghost from hurting people like me?

    No, not right.

    It's that candle.

    Tong Qian's eyes rested on the scarlet candle again.

    The eerie candlelight swayed in the darkness, as if the shadows of countless evil spirits were reflected.

    "Professor Bruce Pi's stuff is still very useful. Even the knocker was forced to retreat, but the burning speed of the candle has accelerated." Yang Jian looked at the ghost candle in his hand.

    When the ghost candle was lit before, it seemed that it could never be burned out, and there was no movement at all, but now.

      He saw that the candle was obviously burning down, and the closer he was to the old man, the faster the burning speed.

    "One minute, I only give you one minute to leave here. This is my limit. How many people I can save is up to you." Yang Jian turned around and said, "The door is over there, where I appeared before.  Many things in the ghost domain have changed, and what you see with your eyes may not be true."

    "I see."

    Tong Qian seized this safe period and immediately shouted; "Anyone who wants to live, follow me, the exit is here."

    However, many of the survivors had mental breakdowns, and they didn't know how much they could listen to Tong Qian's words, and how many of them would follow the instructions.

    But Yang Jian doesn't care about all of this.

    He looked at the old man standing outside the candlelight, in the shadows, with serious eyes.

    It was the second time I saw this old man again.

    Seeing it again, it still makes people feel so creepy, but there is a deep hostility towards this ghost, and it can even be said to be hatred.

    It killed too many of its classmates, and almost killed itself.

    "How on earth can we lock you, an old bastard?" Yang Jian murmured.

    "It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future. As long as I stay vigilant, I can't die in your hands when I have the ghost domain. Moreover, you are a double-edged sword to me, and I will use you in the future."

    "It's almost time, Grandpa, goodbye."

    He looked at the time on his phone, and a minute or ten seconds had passed.

    It's timed out.

    Without hesitation, he turned and left holding the ghost candle.

    Just as he turned to leave, the candlelight faded.

    The old man came over again.

    "Stop curling up here, go, get up and leave here with me."

    "Don't cry, it will be too late if you don't leave."

    "What are you doing lying on the ground, why don't you stand up quickly."

    Tong Qian was extremely anxious.

    Horror strikes, these people living in the city are too poor psychologically, either screaming in collapse, curled up in a corner and shivering, and some are so frightened that their whole body becomes limp and paralyzed on the ground.

    "Yang Jian, wait a little longer, wait a little longer, there are still people who haven't followed." She hurriedly shouted when she saw Yang Jian raised the candle and was about to leave.

    "No problem, I'll go out and wait for you." Yang Jian readily agreed.

    Tong Qian was angry and anxious.

    If you leave, they will lose their way again in the ghost domain, and they will surely die when the time comes.

    "Do you want to stay with them?" Yang Jian asked again.

    Tong Qian urged several times, and only two or three people stood up reluctantly, but there were still many people who couldn't take care of them all.

    Seeing the green candle flame getting farther and farther away, it seemed impossible for Yang Jian to stay longer for these survivors.

    Once he leaves, not only the remaining survivors, even she will die here.

    "You're going to die if you don't leave, you can figure it out." Tong Qian shouted angrily, then turned and left, pulling a few survivors to follow quickly.

    As soon as the person leaves.

    The candlelight went away.

    The darkness struck again, covering this place.

    The knocking on the door echoed in the store again, crying and screaming gradually became rarer, and finally disappeared completely, and everything returned to deathly tranquility.

    Finally the knock on the door disappeared.

    The old man shrouded in darkness outside the door also turned and left slowly.

    However, the ghost domain is still there.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report