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Driving on a quiet road.
The headlights illuminate the front, but cannot dispel the haze in front of us.
The whole city was eerily quiet, except for the occasional screams and the cries of ghost babies from a distance, there was no sound.
The bustling and lively Dachang City is gradually dying due to the existence of ghost babies.
At least, I didn't feel the slightest bit of anger when I drove past Yang Jian.
Death is spreading, fear is spreading.
Looking at everything outside the car window, Yang Jian was in a bad mood.
He was still thinking about what Wang Xiaoming said before.
"He put all his hopes on me and asked me to save the whole city, but I did everything I had to do. I imprisoned the fourth-stage ghost baby, but what happened? It was just a temporary solution, not a permanent cure. Forget it, too many people have died these days, Ye Feng, Sun Yi, He Chuan, and those ghost masters I don't know."
"I used up all the ghost candles, and the risk of recovery will enhance my ability As a result, I can only run when the source ghost appears."
Yang Jian laughed at himself while driving.
Who can be blamed for the failure of the action, he has already done what he can do, and he can only blame this reality for being too cruel. Does he really have to fight until he dies to be satisfied?
"Professor Wang, you can be noble, you can let go of hatred, you can be selfless, and you can disregard personal life and death, but what about me? A large group of people behind me are counting on my survival. If I die, what will they do?"
But now, everyone is looking at him, no one understands him, and no one says what he is doing is good enough.
You must know that Yang Jiancai is a senior high school student, and it has only been less than three months since he became a ghost master, and it has been less than fifteen days since he became an Interpol.
All this was too heavy for him.
With the imminent disaster and powerlessness, all Yang Jian can do is help a group of people find ways to survive.
If you try harder, if you fail again, you will really have nothing, and now he can't afford to lose.
"Bang~!"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a figure suddenly appeared on the road in the haze ahead, and Yang Jian's car bumped into it and was directly crushed.
He recovered from his thoughts and was startled.
Hit someone?
As soon as I stepped on the brakes, I just wanted to turn around and take a look.
As a result, Yang Jian saw in the rearview mirror that the person who was hit slowly stood up.
The man's pupils were empty and pitch black, and his body was black and blue, with his severed head resting on his shoulders, looking at him strangely.
"It's not a human, it's a third-stage ghost baby. Can this thing walk on the road in a fair manner?" Yang Jian's expression froze, and he didn't say a word.
As long as he doesn't speak and is not heard by the ghost baby, he won't be the target of the attack.
Although the thing has seen itself, it is useless.
It is not the source ghost, nor is it a baby ghost in the first stage, but it doesn't matter if it sees itself.
Wang Xiaoming's research and deduction are correct.
Yang Jian stepped on the accelerator and continued to move forward.
The ghost baby in the rearview mirror was still standing there looking at him strangely. It wasn't until the vehicle drifted away and its figure disappeared into the haze that everything subsided.
"If it is an ordinary person, if there is a scream in that situation, then he will be dead."
Looking at the ghost baby who had disappeared behind him, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a kind of inexplicable despair. How many ordinary people can survive in a city like this without understanding the rules?
Nobody knows.
Now he also has no ability to deal with supernatural events. The failure of the last operation pushed him to the brink of the ghost's recovery. Although he controlled it, he was not sure if he would use the power of the ghost next time.
Keep driving.
Although the destination of this trip was not in the city center, he saw a lot of weird things along the way.
There are corpses lying on the side of the road with their stomachs broken and bloody and bloody, and there are also those figures with stiff steps and horrible figures walking in the haze, and there are puddles of flesh and blood left in the internal organs.
Occasionally, there was a cry of despair and a cry of help.
However, no one responded, but more terrifying figures walked past in the haze.
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He thought of a way to imprison the source ghost, the coffin nail of the huge black shadow was nailed to the bone tree.
If the coffin nail can nail the shadow, then it can also nail the source ghost.
The finger has been lost, and the coffin nail can most likely be used as a substitute to nail the source ghost.
Just as a price, that unknown shadow will be released.
"Why do I think of this, imprisoning one horror and releasing another terror, maybe that thing is more ruthless, and the situation will get worse by then." Yang Jian cursed himself inwardly.
But another idea appeared again.
No matter how bad the situation is, it won't be worse than it is now.
This is a time when the lives of a city's population are at stake.
"Don't think about it, let's be a turtle with a retracted head honestly. The status of a hero is not suitable for me."
Shaking his head, shaking these strange thoughts out of his mind, he walked up the stairs step by step against the wall.
Not being able to use ghost eyes and ghost shadow abilities at will, Yang Jian chose to be cautious and cautious.
Relying on knowing the laws of all ghost babies, he wasn't too worried about anything.
The only thing to be wary of is the ghost baby in the fourth stage.
But that chance is very small.
The city is so big, even though he is in a state of being cursed, it is estimated that it will be a while before it is his turn.
Count the floors in detail.
Soon, the fourth floor arrived.
The door of a household has been opened, and there are black and blue handprints left on the wall next to it.
The hard iron door was twisted and deformed, as if it had been torn open by something, which made people shudder.
A pungent smell of blood wafted from the dark living room, with a strong smell of decay.
Apparently, there was a desperate horror here a few days ago, and it is unknown who died.
Yang Jian walked in with his usual expression on his face.
The ground is a little wet and slippery, it is the blood that has not yet dried up.
When the light shines, it covers the feet.
There are still clear scratches between the blood.
The scratches extended into the room, as if someone was dragged in by something, struggling and desperate all the way.
Go ahead.
Yang Jian saw the woman's broken nails, which were still painted with purple nail polish, and also saw the scattered black hair, sticking with dry blood, which was black and smelly.
When he wanted to move forward again, he stopped suddenly.
At the door of the pitch-black room, a thin blue-black figure stood there, biting its fingers, with an innocent look, looking at Yang Jian with a pair of empty black eyes, and there were still several long sticks left at the corner of the thing's mouth. The hair is exactly the same as the one on the ground.
"Ghost babies in the second stage, you can't touch them." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and his heart skipped a beat. (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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