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"I'm all right."
At this moment, Zhou Deng was pulled back into the ghost domain by Yang Jian. He was panting and sweating profusely. The spiritual power eroding his body was dissipating, and his gray face was gradually improving.
But even so, he almost couldn't come back.
"Did it fail? This bowl of rice was neither thrown out nor placed on the ground as an offering to ghosts." Li Yang lacked both legs and an arm. He was sitting in the ghost domain, seriously analyzing information.
It is inconvenient to move, so you have to use your brain.
"Captain, but Zhou Deng's adventure is not completely useless. The rice that was spilled just now disappeared. This may be a key clue."
"I saw it, so I judged that the rice should not be too far away from people, otherwise the rice will not only be useless, but will be wasted." Yang Jian saw that the rice thrown by the eagle before was still on the ground.
Liu Qingqing said: "Do you still remember the ashes scattered at the door on the fourth floor of the post office? Maybe the rice is something that keeps off ghosts. If you draw a circle with this thing under your feet, it may be able to block the attacks of ghosts."
"It's unlikely. So far, there is no similarity between supernatural items, just like there are no two identical ghosts in supernatural events." Yang Jian said: "There must be other ways to use them."
"I need to try and make mistakes."
He gestured; "Stay away from me."
Then Yang Jian quickly came to a corner of the lobby, away from the red coffin and everyone.
He has his own ghost domain, which can be withdrawn at any time.
Immediately.
Holding a bowl of white rice, Yang Jian slowly appeared in the old house.
He left the five-level ghost domain, but his ghost domain is still maintained, with ghost eyes peeping at other people, exuding scarlet light.
this moment.
He didn't even intend to use the supernatural weapon, but stood the cracked spear beside him.
Because it is not necessary.
There are so many ghosts here, if he can't find the right way to survive, even if you give him ten coffin nails, ten hatchets are useless, because he can't afford the price of using supernatural items, and he will be consumed alive. die here.
The moment Yang Jian appeared.
The vague ghost figure on the wall moved, and the ghost swayed along the wall, running towards him.
Yang Jian's ghost covered himself, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of shadow, which directly isolated the influence of this ghost.
As long as he does not become a shadow on the ground, he will not be attacked by this ghost, so he can ignore the ghost figure on the wall for the time being.
"Despite the trial and error of Eagle and Zhou Deng, there are still a lot of ghosts targeting me for the third time." Yang Jian immediately saw that several terrifying figures pouring into the ancient house were approaching him.
But he noticed.
The black grand master's chair was silent.
A mass of darkness was blocked by the grand master's chair, and there was no way to move forward.
? Use the hatchet to chop the ghost three times in a row before cutting off the ghost's two hands, reducing the horror of the ghost and stopping the ghost.
And as a price.
A hideous gash appeared in Yang Jian's blackened ghost's hand, and the gash penetrated deep into the flesh and blood.
However, this hand is gradually healing. Although the wound is deep, it will be fine for the time being, because the ghost hand has a strong ability to withstand the curse of the hatchet, and it would have fallen off if it were a normal person's hand.
A ghost approached Yang Jian first.
This ghost is like two people walking side by side, the body grows together, as if there are two heads growing on one person's neck, I don't know which one belongs to the ghost and which head is an ordinary person, this ghost is suspected to be able to invade and live In the body, it is as if it is attached to you.
The ghost quickly approached and stretched out its arms, as if it wanted to abandon the rotting body and change the host again.
Yang Jian is the new target.
So the moment he raised his hand, Yang Jian knew that the right half of his body was a ghost.
Yang Jian made a movement during the short ten seconds when the ghost approached.
He grabbed a handful of rice and squeezed it in his hands.
This is not a random guess, it is also related to folk funeral customs. It is rumored that people will go to hell after death, and there will be some passes in hell. After grabbing two handfuls of rice, you can go to the underworld.?Feed the wild dogs and pheasants in the underworld from time to time to ensure safety along the way.
Obviously.
It is wrong to speculate on these actions based on folklore.
While Yang Jian was grabbing the rice, Li Gui didn't stop attacking him.
The pale skin of the ghost is close, close at hand.
"Is it useless?"
Yang Jian immediately changed his method. He directly stuffed the rice in his hand into his mouth and held it in his mouth without swallowing it.
The ghost still couldn't stop moving.
At this moment, the half-grown body seemed to have stuck to Yang Jian's flesh. The cold, terrifying ghost was getting rid of its original body, and was gradually growing together with Yang Jian.
Yang Jian is indifferent, he still has a restart, no matter how much the ghost invades his body, he can reverse the desperate situation at the most dangerous time, and return to before he was attacked.
"It's still useless, so there is only one last method left."
Yang Jian directly spit out the mouthful of rice and held it with his hands, not wanting to waste it.
The amount of rice is still there and has not decreased.
The ghost invasion did not stop.
Yang Jian felt that half of his body had lost consciousness, and his body seemed to have become someone else, with a lifeless and terrifying dead head sticking to his side.
The cold and stiff touch makes people shudder.
But Yang Jian remained calm. He cut his finger without hesitation, and blood dripped down.
The white rice was soaked in blood and turned red.
this moment.
An incredible scene appeared.
The ghost that invaded Yang Jian's body suddenly stopped moving, and then a cold arm touched Yang Jian's arm all the way, stretched out to his palm, and took away a grain of rice that was stained red with blood.
Immediately afterwards.
The ghost's attack behavior was being reversed, and the half-invaded movement stopped, and retreated, returning to the rotten dead body again.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost's figure was disappearing and fading.
But it didn't disappear completely, but only a vague outline remained, as if isolated in some kind of ghost land.
"Successful?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, feeling that the method worked.
This rice needs blood as a medium, and then fed to ghosts.
Don¡¯t leave too far away, otherwise it¡¯s useless even if the ghost eats it, and it must be stained with the blood of living people. The rice was overturned before Zhou Deng, but because it was not soaked in blood and lacked a medium, the ghost didn¡¯t eat it after eating it. Leave, so the rice will lose its effect.
With one grain of rice missing in his hand, the ghost in front of him seemed to be isolated, unable to continue killing.
However, Yang Jian didn't wait for Yang Jian to think about it.
Another arm stretched out out of thin air, this arm was wrapped with a lot of tree roots and soil, as if it had just crawled out of a grave, but this arm rested on Yang Jian's palm out of thin air, and took it away. A grain of blood-stained rice.
Then the arm disappeared.
Not only that.
behind.
Yang Jian felt something foreign on the back of his head, the cold breath was close at hand, and something quickly reached out and passed by in a flash.
A piece of blood-stained rice disappeared in his hand, and then the foreign object behind him quickly left and disappeared.
Yang Jian broke into a cold sweat.
He didn't even notice this abnormality. If he hadn't found the correct way to use rice just now, he would have been directly attacked by these two ghosts.
There are more and more figures approaching.
A strange but completely different palm stretched out.
Li Gui did not attack Yang Jian, but took away a grain of blood-stained white rice from his hand.
The ghost who took the rice did not disappear, but his figure became blurred, and he also lost the ability to move, and he still stood there motionless.
"I found a way, and Yang Jian succeeded."
Everyone in the ghost domain also saw this scene, they were not isolated, but Yang Jian did not affect their sight and perception, they could still see everything outside, but these pictures were not real, but through a Layers of ghost domains are presented in front of you.
"Blood-stained rice can be fed to ghosts, causing ghosts to stagnate for a short period of time." Li Yang said.
"It turned out to be like this. No wonder I was attacked after eating my rice." Without saying a word, Zhou Deng cut his palm and started to stain the rice red.
Liu Qingqing also stopped him: "That's enough, don't use up all the rice by yourself, it's better to share it, so that everyone can be safe, otherwise you will not be attacked alone, and others will still be attacked if they don't have rice. Killed by a ghost."
"That's right, that's right." Li Yang said, "We should share the rest of the rice."
"Okay, of course it's best to live together, I have no objection."
Zhou Deng was not that selfish either, they started to distribute the leftover rice, and then each was stained red with blood. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com);Liu Qingqing also stopped him: "That's enough, you don't want to use up all the rice by yourself, it's better to share it, so that everyone can be safe, otherwise you will not be attacked alone, and others will still have no rice." Will be killed by ghosts."
"That's right, that's right." Li Yang said, "We should share the rest of the rice."
"Okay, of course it's best to live together, I have no objection."
Zhou Deng was not that selfish either, they started to distribute the leftover rice, and then each was stained red with blood. (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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