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Yang Jian was already very clear about the efficacy of ghost candles.
Just as Wang Xiaoming said, after the ghost candle is lit, the place covered by the flame cannot be approached by ghosts, and people are in absolute safety.
But there is one more thing worth noting.
The more terrifying the ghost you approach, the faster the ghost candle will burn. Under special circumstances, a ghost candle may even burn out within a few minutes or even tens of seconds, which greatly increases the safety time. shortened to a certain extent.
When Yang Jian faced the knocker before, the ghost candle didn't burn so fast.
But approach the ghost under the street lamp.
This burning speed is already several times that of the knocker.
And this signal only represents one: danger, extremely dangerous.
Without any hesitation, Yang Jian stepped back,
After exiting a considerable distance.
The burning speed of the ghost candle dropped significantly, and the flickering flame that seemed to be extinguished at any time also returned to normal.
The sense of crisis is rapidly dissipating.
However, the sense of crisis in Yang Jian's heart has not diminished by half.
He had always thought that it was just a ghost slave in the ghost domain. Although there was a degree of danger, it was not worth mentioning to him now.
Thinking of Tong Qian's reckless behavior before, Yang Jian had to secretly rejoice that his previous vigilance and carefulness saved his life, otherwise he might have been involved in this hunt.
"That is to say, the level of this ghost is higher than that of the knocking ghost?"
"But it's impossible. If the danger level of this ghost has really reached this level, then why does it appear in the haunted domain of the knocking ghost?"
Yang Jian's eyes fluctuated, and he looked at the ghost standing there with his back turned to him and his body stiff under the street lamp from a distance.
Immediately.
The lit street lamp made him understand what was going on.
This ghost is not in the ghost domain at all.
It has always been a reality.
That's why the street lights didn't go out, they stayed on all the time, and the ghost's surroundings were not affected by the ghost domain.
And corresponding to it.
That ghost didn't enter the ghost domain, so it shouldn't be able to see Yang Jian.
In other words, it was the ghost domain of the door knocking ghost that protected him instead, preventing people like himself from coming into contact with that ghost?
"What happened to Dachang City recently? Except for the ghost knocking on the door, which was attracted by me, the horror level of the other ghosts that appeared was higher and higher. I thought it was a mob, but I didn't expect it to be a boss." Yang Jian looked solemnly: "Is there anything special about Dachang City? Or is it similar to other big cities?"
"Forget it for now, just to be on the safe side, if you see this ghost in the future, stay away immediately, without any reason."
Taking a breath, he calmed down.
After all, it was a false alarm.
The ghost under the street lamp did not make any dangerous moves.
He is safe.
Coming here, passing through this area through an alley, Yang Jian came to the other end of the ghost domain.
If Jiang Yan can no longer be found here, then he can only give up.
And at this very moment.
In the reality outside the ghost domain.
Previously, Yang Jian passed by the street lamp.
Because of the blockade, there are no people in the streets here, the surroundings are quiet, and the shops are temporarily closed.
But a person sat leaning against the wall with his head slightly lowered, his face was injured, and rancid blood was dripping, but compared to the wound on his body, it seemed that some kind of psychological blow was more severe. The whole person felt a little lifeless.
"I have nothing but this life now, why do you still pester me and refuse to leave?" The man raised his head slightly and looked at the street lamp beside him.
The street lamps flickered slightly, as if the wiring had some bad connections.
But in his eyes.
He saw it. Under the street lamp, stood a ghost.
A ghost with its back turned to him, never willing to reveal its appearance and appearance.
And the person talking to this ghost at this moment is none other than Zhao Kaiming.
He came out of the ghost domain alive and avoided the mortal ghost knocking on the door, but he paid a price he didn't want to bear.
??Are you refusing to leave because I have something you haven't squeezed dry? "Zhao Kaiming is not as high-spirited as before, only a cold and miserable smile.
"You are such an evil ghost. How many things have I lost because of you? Since you are so terrifying, why don't you just kill me?"
Zhao Kaiming looked at a special pistol in his hand.
Without even thinking about it, he shot himself directly in the temple.
He chose to commit suicide.
But there was no gunfire.
The bullet jammed.
Zhao Kaiming loaded and unloaded, a golden bullet never fell to the ground, and then continued to shoot himself in the head.
Still stuck.
Recoil again, shoot
Still stuck.
He didn't even fire a single shot when the entire clip ran out of bullets.
"Fuck you." Zhao Kaiming looked grim, and threw the pistol at the ghost under the street lamp like a lunatic.
The gun hit the ghost, but it did not cause any damage, but fell to the ground.
This is not the first time this has happened.
He couldn't commit suicide.
Because the ghost who is entangled with me won't let it go.
He thought about cheering up, but the reality knocked him down again and again, making him lose more and more things.
"You still don't want me to die, right? Well, I will live, and I will change everything. I will fight you ghosts again to see if you win or I win."
Zhao Kaiming struggled to stand up, and he limped forward with the broken prosthesis.
Just as he was leaving, the phone in his pocket rang.
"Hey, is this Zhao Kaiming? Your dad just had an accident, so hurry back" A relative's voice came from the phone.
Zhao Kaiming seemed to have been prepared a long time ago, and said in a calm tone: "Uncle, I understand, I have something to do today, and I will go back in two days to attend to my dad's funeral."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, but his face was extremely ferocious.
Looking back,
The ghost under the street lamp disappeared at some point.
Just when he left alive.
Yang Jian is still in the ghost domain at this time.
He is riding a bicycle, lighting ghost candles, and wandering through the streets and alleys seemingly leisurely, but in fact the ghost eyes on his body have been opened, alert to any movement around him, and at the same time looking for Jiang Yan's location.
at last.
The ghost eyes in the back of his head suddenly saw a car parked next to a clothing store with its lights on.
It's a brand new luxury car, and someone can be vaguely seen sitting in the cab through the window.
However, among the rows of vehicles on the side of the road, this is not too conspicuous.
"Did you find it?"
Yang Jian vaguely guessed that it was Jiang Yan's car.
Because he had told Jiang Yan before to keep moving and not to stop the car.
The purpose of this is to prevent Jiang Yan from being trapped in one place for a long time, waiting to die, and at the same time let her leave a signal for herself.
The vehicle has been kept in the starting state, so it will be much easier to distinguish.
However, she was still confused after all.
The car still didn't know when it was stopped by her.
And beside the car.
Yang Jian also saw a familiar person standing there motionless.
It's his classmate Qian Wanhao.
At this moment, Qian Wanhao has lost half of his head, and his body has turned black and rotted, exuding the smell of corpses, but he is still wearing the original clothes.
When Yang Jian came over on his bicycle, Qian Wanhao slowly raised his head, and looked at him with his rotten eye sockets.
"Have you become a ghost slave?" He frowned deeply.
Originally, Qian Wanhao had the opportunity to leave alive with him, Zhang Wei and others when he was in school.
However, he answered a phone call he shouldn't have answered, but was found by the knocker.
"Since he is a ghost slave, he is not a big threat, not to mention, he is about to rot." Yang Jian thought to himself.
When he approached.
The candlelight emitted by the ghost candle had forcibly driven Qian Wanhao away.
Within the area covered by the candlelight, Qian Wanhao had to step back, not daring to approach it.
Looking through the car window, Yang Jian saw that Jiang Yan was still driving nervously. She was obviously still in a hallucination. Judging from this, she didn't know how long this woman had been in this state.
"It's me, open the door."
He got through the phone and told Jiang Yan directly over the phone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Looking at the car window, I saw that Jiang Yan was still driving nervously, obviously still indulging in hallucinations. Judging from this, I don't know how long this woman has been in this state.
"It's me, open the door."
He got through the phone and told Jiang Yan directly over the phone. (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
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