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The haze was thicker than the darkness, Yang Jian didn't know what was around him at all, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything,
The ghost eyes that can see through the darkness are like being blind at this time, and they can't play a key role.
It seems that the ghost eye has not recovered, and it is still very difficult to cope with this situation.
Or, in this case, not only ghost eyes, but other things are very reluctant as long as they are not in a complete state.
As Zhao Kaiming said, Li Gui is only a part of the puzzle, so what Yang Jian is facing now may be a complete puzzle, or most of the puzzle has already been completed.
"Tap, tap."
The footsteps of leather shoes walking on the ground suddenly sounded at this moment.
After half an hour of waiting, when Yang Jian decided to take the initiative to reveal his flaws, there was finally a movement.
"It's approaching me." Yang Jian suddenly looked in the direction of the sound.
Although he couldn't see anything, he could vaguely judge that the distance between that thing and himself should be less than ten meters.
And the distance is still shrinking with the sound of footsteps.
Five meters, three meters seems to be in sight.
Yang Jian seemed to be able to touch the ghost's body as soon as he stretched out his hand.
"Do you want to do it?" Cold sweat broke out on his face, and he couldn't help but want to use the coffin nails in his hand to rush up.
"No, I can't be sure if it's a ghost just by the sound of footsteps. If this thing is nailed to a ghost baby, it's a waste of an opportunity like last time, maybe I'm going to die here."
Gritting his teeth, he resisted the urge to do it directly.
Let the ghost make a move first, and he will never move first if the ghost does not make a move. He can no longer bear the consequences of failure.
One meter away, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
It seemed that the ghost was standing in front of him.
"Have you stopped?" Yang Jian firmly held the coffin nails in his hand, and began to hesitate in his heart.
Is it better to do a tentative attack?
However, at the position where the footsteps came from in front, there was no source ghost at all, only a pair of empty leather shoes came, and when the footsteps stopped, only a pair of strange leather shoes stopped in front of Yang Jian.
The real ghost has been standing behind Yang Jian, motionless just like him.
The sound of footsteps is the bait.
Yang Jian used himself as a bait to lure the fierce ghost to take the bait, and the source ghost used a pair of leather shoes under his feet to make the sound of footsteps to lure Yang Jian to take the bait as well.
At this moment, Yang Jian didn't know about it, and if he knew, he would definitely feel horrified.
"No, a tentative attack is meaningless, just wait."
Cautiousness and experience in contact with ghosts many times allowed him to escape invisibly.
After waiting for a while.
"Didn't attack me?"
Yang Jian's nerves were extremely tense at this time, and he found that the ghost standing in front of him had not moved.
Even so, he was already prepared, as long as he had a chance, he would stab the coffin in his hand into the body of the source ghost with lightning speed.
However, this opportunity did not arise.
The footsteps stopped at a distance of one meter and there was no movement for a long time.
Another ten minutes passed in a stalemate.
The footsteps in front of me sounded again.
"Tap, tap."
In the haze, a pair of leather shoes started to move by itself, and it was circling around Yang Jian.
Yang Jian stared at the direction where the footsteps came from, and turned his head to follow it.
Still haven't made a move.
At this moment, he already vaguely suspected that there might be something wrong with the sound of footsteps, just like when he faced the headless ghost, he deliberately released bait to lure himself to make a move.
And the moment when the flaw is revealed is the moment when the ghost attacks.
"There's something wrong with the sound of these footsteps" Yang Jian was convinced of this, and felt that the surroundings were getting weirder.
Disappeared ghosts, surrounded by their own footsteps.
The haze that cannot be seen through.
Everything hides great horror.
Obviously the conditions for the ghost to attack have been met, but the ghost has never appeared. Yang Jian is now eager for the ghost to show up, so that he has room to play.
However, such stalemate?will go on forever.
Just when the surrounding haze began to erode Yang Jian's body, there was a sudden movement around him.
A black and blue hand exuding the smell of corpses, which was almost rotten, suddenly stretched out from the other side of the footsteps, and directly grabbed Yang Jian's neck.
It was cold, stiff, and possessed terrifying strength, as if it was about to pinch his own neck in an instant.
"Here we come? The sound of footsteps is indeed the bait."
Yang Jian's attention was all attracted by the footsteps, but when the footsteps went to the far right, the hand that attacked him came from the far left.
Moreover, the real ghost was so close to him that he was dormant beside him.
Although the reaction was a step slower, it was at this moment.
All of Yang Jian's ghost eyes opened instantly.
The ghost domain is on.
At the same time, he directly tore off the gold foil covering the coffin nails, grabbed the blue-black arm with one hand, and stabbed at the body with the other.
Although the series of movements were fast, before the coffin nail in Yang Jian's hand pierced through, another blue-black hand grabbed his wrist.
The attack was neutralized.
But after the ghost domain was opened, Yang Jian also smoothly enveloped the thing behind him.
The haze disappeared in an instant, everything around was stained red with blood, and vision was restored.
One was wearing a shroud and stood beside him numbly with a blue-black dead face.
"Zhou Zheng?"
Seeing the ghost's appearance, Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly.
But before it was too late to be surprised, Zhou Zheng's jaw was split open, revealing a mouthful of pitch-black and ferocious teeth, biting directly towards his head.
After this bite, Yang Jian's head was about to be bitten off in half, and he was dead.
He wanted to struggle, but he also found that the arm holding the coffin nail could no longer move.
? I lost consciousness and couldn't feel the existence of that arm at all.
"That finger?"
Yang Jian saw a particularly special withered finger on the blue-black palm pierced into his wrist.
It was this thing that nailed his hand.
"There is one more thing."
Just when Zhou was about to bite off Yang Jian's head, a straw rope suddenly fell out of Yang Jian's body, and wrapped itself around the ghost's neck, trying to hang it up.
But the ghost rope failed.
Although the ghost rope is hanging the ghost, it can only barely let it stand on tiptoe, and it cannot be completely lifted at all.
Although the expected results were not achieved, the crisis was alleviated.
The pair of ghost teeth that had been stuck in front of him were barely able to bite off, and the ghost rope around his neck was entangled with it.
In the first wave of attacks, Yang Jian desperately resisted.
As planned, ghosts of this level, even if Yang Jian perfectly controls the ghost shadow and suppresses the recovery of the ghost eye, he is only qualified to contact a wave. Dead.
Those ghost teeth can even bite off the ghost domain, and it is easy to eat half of his own head.
"Tick tick, tick tick~!"
At this time, Yang Jian's body was gradually turning black, and drops of thick ink dripped from his body.
The thick ink condensed together, turned into a headless ghost and slowly stood up from the ground.
The headless ghost took the rusty coffin nail from Yang Jian's hand, and slowly stabbed at the source ghost in front of him.
"You lost." Yang Jian spat out these words with difficulty.
The headless ghost is under his control at the moment, which is equivalent to having an extra helper. As long as he resists the first wave of attacks, victory will be by his side.
The plan is still proceeding very smoothly.
But just when Yang Jian was about to succeed.
Yang Jian felt dazed for a moment, as if his consciousness was blurred.
Immediately afterwards, he regained his sobriety.
Suddenly.
The ghost in front of my eyes disappeared.
The nearby haze also seemed to recede, and the ghost domain was not suppressed, and once again covered a range of 100 meters.
"What's going on? Where's the ghost?" Yang Jian was stunned.
"The wound on my hand is gone?"
He found that his arm could move, but then he found that there was no wound on the arm that had been pierced by the dry finger before.
A recorded voice came from the classroom next to it: Yang Jian, when you received this voice, my plan has already succeeded, it is in the school, do you have a way to get rid of that thing?
When Yang Jian heard this sentence, his eyes widened, showing shock, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet directly to his whole body.
He walked into the school suddenly, picked up his mobile phone, and looked at the satellite positioning mobile phone left by Zhao Kaiming.
Especially staring at the time above.
"impossible."
Yang Jian looked even more horrified than seeing a ghost.
The time actually returned to forty minutes ago, when I first came here. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Voice: Yang Jian, my plan has succeeded when you received this voice, it is in the school, do you have a way to get rid of that thing?
When Yang Jian heard this sentence, his eyes widened, showing shock, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet directly to his whole body.
He walked into the school suddenly, picked up his mobile phone, and looked at the satellite positioning mobile phone left by Zhao Kaiming.
Especially staring at the time above.
"impossible."
Yang Jian looked even more horrified than seeing a ghost.
The time actually returned to forty minutes ago, when I first came here. (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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