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In the afternoon, Yang Jian spent most of his time wandering around the urban area. After all, the ghost painting operation had already begun. It would be unreasonable for him to sleep in the hotel at this time, so he decided to take a walk to cooperate with the operation. .
The result is obvious.
After walking through several snack streets and food streets, everything is normal except that my stomach is a little full.
Sure enough, Xiong Wenwen's parents kicked him out at noon, and he didn't have enough to eat.
"It's almost time, let's get off work." Yang Jian looked at the time, it was almost six o'clock.
He felt that he would go back to the Ping An Hotel after get off work and continue today.
As long as there are no accidents in the past two days, he can return to Dachang City smoothly. Although this business trip has encountered many dangers and experienced several supernatural events, at least there are still some gains, and the main purpose has also been completed. .
Before going back and forth, he was trying to solve the problem of his own physical deterioration and the recovery of ghosts.
Now he has controlled the three ghosts to achieve a very good balance, killed Gao Zhiqiang, and took away the ghost in his body. The ghost can restore his body to a healthy state, which is better than expected .
In addition to this, there are also the acquisition of supernatural objects and the increase in the number of ghost candles in hand.
I believe that if there are no accidents in the future, Yang Jian can survive for a long time.
And during this period of time, he has to do some things he wants to do.
While thinking, he walked towards the hotel alone.
However at this moment.
An unexpected fatal crisis has quietly arrived.
In an office in Ping An Building.
Fang Shiming looked at the clock on the desk without moving. He was sitting there like a statue, and he had been sitting there for several hours.
He has never lacked patience, even if he just sits here for a day, he can easily do it.
After all, he is no ordinary person.
The sun in winter recedes earlier than in other seasons.
The originally bright office is now dark. During this period, he did not get up to turn on the lights, and no company employees came in to disturb him. The surrounding area seemed extraordinarily quiet.
I don't know how long I have been sitting in the dim office.
Fang Shiming didn't move until the clock on the table reached 5:55.
He slowly reached out and took out a box from his clothes.
This box is not big, but it is larger than the size of ordinary mobile phones. The color is eye-catching gold, because the material of this box is gold.
It is a common sense in the supernatural circle that only gold can isolate all supernatural beings.
The box is welded dead without leaving a single gap.
Fang Shiming took out a knife and cut a hole around the box, and the long-sealed golden box was opened.
Once opened.
The dimly lit office immediately became a little gloomy and cold, and there was a faint rancid smell in the air, as if something had rotted.
Inside the box is a pair of scissors.
The style of the scissors is very old, not a modern style, but the style of the Republic of China. I don¡¯t know if this thing has been buried in the mud for a long time, and the black stains on it are lingering. I can¡¯t tell whether it is rust or contamination. Some things should not be contaminated.
The most weird thing is the handle of the scissors, which is wrapped with dense circles of black hair, and some of the hair roots are even connected to the scalp.
The rotten stench seems to emanate from here.
Ghost Scissors!
Fang Shiming called this thing like this, which is simple and appropriate, because he got this thing from a ghost in a certain supernatural event.
"I really don't want to touch this thing."
He frowned, as if there was some kind of taboo in using this strange pair of scissors, which made him dare not use it casually, so he could only lock it in a golden box and carry it with him.
but
Looking at the photo of Yang Jian on the table.
Fang Shiming knew that this ghost-eyed Yang Jian was not easy to kill. If he slammed head-on, he might win, but he would definitely be dragged by Yang Jian to the point where the ghosts recovered, and there was a high possibility that they would die together in the end.
But Yang Jian can't do without killing.
It's not just that he exists as a threatI won't give you an answer until now. This is delaying. I have a hunch that people in the circle of friends will not stop with me. They are planning to take revenge on me. "
"You are delusional. They will never dare to do anything. I can assure you." Cao Yanhua said righteously.
The circle of friends is very powerful, but the more powerful it is, the more scruples it will be. On the contrary, people like Yang Jian who fight alone are the most dangerous, and they don't care about the consequences when they do things.
"Really? It's a pity that I dare not bet my life with you." Yang Jian said.
Cao Yanhua hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You go back to the hotel to rest tonight, don't fight again, give me some time, I will let them agree to your request before tomorrow morning."
"You can't guarantee it, but" Before Yang Jian finished speaking, his footsteps stopped suddenly.
I don't know why, but at this moment, I suddenly feel a strong sense of crisis.
As if there is a ghost by my side.
Yang Jian looked around vigilantly, observing any passing pedestrians around him, his whole body was tense to the extreme, and even his ghost eyes had been secretly opened.
However, nothing was found.
"Is it an illusion? Or am I too sensitive?" He frowned deeply.
However, out of caution, he still felt that he should leave this area first. It would be bad luck if he was confusedly involved in the ghost painting incident.
But when he was just about to take a step.
Suddenly, a crack appeared on his neck strangely.
The rift was huge and deep, tearing apart his entire spine, blood spurted out in an instant, and splashed on several passers-by around him, his head lost its support and fell down powerlessly .
"Heck, heck"
The blood poured down and blocked Yang Jian's throat. He staggered and fell to the ground, and his brain felt dizzy for a moment.
All of this happened too quickly, without any warning, as if a ghost's killing pattern was unintentionally triggered, and it attacked Yang Jian in an incomprehensible way.
But at this moment, Yang Jian didn't have time to think about it. He could still retain his consciousness and react if his neck was only cut in half.
Instantly.
The skin on the body continued to crack, the weird eyes opened, and the entire surrounding street was immediately shrouded in a layer of red light.
And the intensity of the red light intensified in an instant.
The fourth-level ghost domain, Yang Jian opened the fourth-level ghost domain at this moment, and pulled the entire network into his own ghost domain.
It is too late for him to choose people and things now, and he can't control whether the movie will affect reality.
The moment the ghost domain opened, the black shadow behind the place where he was lying on his stomach moved.
The black shadow stretched out a palm to cover Yang Jian's split neck, as if to fill up the wound.
Ghost shadows have the ability to piece together corpses, even the bodies of ghosts can be pieced together, let alone human bodies.
The cold breath seemed to have invaded the brain, which revived Yang Jian, and the feeling of dizziness and lack of oxygen just now improved immediately. If it was only this degree of wound, he would not die.
The survival ability of the ghost master has been fully reflected in him.
However, that creepy sense of crisis has not dissipated.
But Yang Jian's emergency contingency measures hadn't come down yet, and he took advantage of the few seconds of waking up to immediately pull out a red ghost candle.
I can't control the situation anymore, as long as the ghost candle is lit, at least he will be safe until the ghost candle is burned out, even if it is an S-level ghost, he can survive for a while.
But he just took out the ghost candle, and he didn't even have time to light it.
Click!
The weird gap appeared again, and Yang Jian's entire neck was completely broken.
The splicing of the headless ghost did not work either. His neck was separated from his body, and his head rolled forward a little distance.
"How is this possible" Yang Jian watched his headless body gushing out blood, his pupils narrowed slightly, with an expression of disbelief.
The four layers of ghost realm, plus ghost shadows, can't stop this kind of weird attack?
At this moment.
In the office of Ping An Building.
Fang Shiming looked at the photo in his hand that had been cut with scissors. The slit in the photo corresponded to Yang Jian's neck, but the faded photo had turned red, as if it had been soaked in paint. This color made Yang Jian in the photo unreal, and it was gradually blurring, as if it was about to disappear from the photo.
"Isn't he dead yet? If so, let's do it again."
He moved the scissors again.
According to Fang Shiming's experience, cutting off the neck is the most effective way to kill people, because no one can survive without their head, and ninety-nine percent of ghost masters can't do it.
In addition, the neck occupies the least space in the photo, so cutting the neck consumes the least amount, and it is not easy to deepen the curse of the ghost scissors.
"This time, cut off the head."
Fang Shiming pondered for a moment, since he had already decided to use the second cut, he had to be thorough and cut off all possibilities for Yang Jian. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?As if soaked in paint, this color makes Yang Jian in the photo unreal, and it is gradually blurring, as if it is about to disappear from the photo.
"Isn't he dead yet? If so, let's do it again."
He moved the scissors again.
According to Fang Shiming's experience, cutting off the neck is the most effective way to kill people, because no one can survive without their head, and ninety-nine percent of ghost masters can't do it.
In addition, the neck occupies the least space in the photo, so cutting the neck consumes the least amount, and it is not easy to deepen the curse of the ghost scissors.
"This time, cut off the head."
Fang Shiming pondered for a moment, since he had already decided to use the second cut, he had to be thorough and cut off all possibilities for Yang Jian. (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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