Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

At this moment, the darkness in the lobby is dissipating to the left and right.

Obviously.

After the hatchet dismantled the ghost, the ghost was broken up into a jigsaw puzzle, and the supernatural power brought by the jigsaw puzzle couldn't affect the entire old house, so this ghost domain is disappearing, exactly the same as before.

But this is only temporary.

After a few hours at most, the dismembered ghost will recover, and then the ghost domain will once again cover the ancient house.

Therefore, the hatchet attack was just a delay.

A scarlet crack appeared on Yang Jian's forehead, and the crack stretched all the way, seeming to divide his whole body into two halves, even the ghost under his feet also had a crack that could not heal.

"It's not enough to dismember this ghost once, it must be dismembered even more to completely prevent it from resuscitating after a few hours."

Yang Jian ignored the outbreak of the hatchet curse on his body.

After rebooting he only dismembered one ghost.

Yang Jian can withstand this level of strength.

He looked around at the moment.

Under the cover of ghost shadows, there are many ghosts around, weird and terrifying, all kinds of different.

Yang Jian quickly searched for the medium of the ghost just now.

Soon, he found it again.

The blurred and distorted figure of a strange ghost appeared not far away.

He strode over, even if his body was splitting apart, he ignored it, and at the same time, other ghostly agents were also ignored.

just now.

What Yang Jian had to do was to dismember that ghost for the second time.

However, while passing by, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his eyes shrank suddenly, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.

Yang Jian saw a special medium.

It was an old woman with wrinkled face and slightly hunched back. This old woman stood there motionless, her eyes were dim and dull, she was wearing an old-fashioned cloth dress, and there was a bamboo basket on her arm.

"Is that the old man on the bus? Has this thing also stepped into the old house?"

Yang Jian's face was extremely serious at the moment.

Because this old man is weird.

Not only did he appear on the bus, but also the old man who appeared in the supernatural incident in 301 City, Dachuan City.

It's just that the old man was already dead at that time, a rotting corpse lying on the bed.

But the old man didn't seem to be dead.

But even so, Yang Jian still couldn't tell whether the old man was a human or a ghost.

But when the old man got on the bus, the bus recorded the number of ghosts, and the number was: 2.

In the judgment of the bus, the old lady is a ghost.

In Yang Jian's view, the bus's judgment may not be accurate, because Zhou Deng was also defined as a ghost by the bus after wearing the human skin mask, but he is a human, just a ghost driver.

And the ghost master will not be determined to become a ghost.

"Don't mess with me at this time."

Yang Jian stared at the old man, holding the cracked spear tightly in his hand.

If we infer according to the situation of 301 last time, he saw the old man when the media was triggered, and the old man also saw him, and the old man was even able to invade directly through the media.

"There is no movement?"

Yang Jian paused for a while to observe. He saw that the old lady didn't move at all, not even turning her chaotic and dim eyes, so he immediately chose to ignore it.

Then, his hatchet came down for the fourth time.

This time he dismembered the ghost horizontally.

Cooperating with the first time just now, this means that the ghost was forcibly dismembered into four sections by him.

It is more difficult to recover from this situation than imagined.

In addition, the media of other ghosts nearby were also affected, and he cut them in two, and then he forcibly emptied a small piece of the media in the nearby area.

The curse still broke out on him without any suspense.

"Second reboot."

Yang Jian didn't hesitate at all, he directly used the power of the ghost eye to restart himself, and restored the body that was about to be shattered to an intact state once again.

within a day.

Reboot twice.

Although the time is short, the frequency is too frequent.

However, he was still able to hold on, and nothing happened because of just two restarts. It seemed that there was no problem with restarting three times on the first day.

While Yang Jian frantically dismembered Li Gui in the lobby of the ancient house.

In the back hall.

The crisis has been touched temporarily.

The darkness is fading rapidly, and the surrounding ground, walls, and roof have returned, and everything has returned to the strange and familiar appearance before.

"Yang Jian, he succeeded."

Fan Xing opened his eyes wide and heard the movement in the front lobby.

And Daqiang took back Huangquan as soon as the spirit dissipated.

His whole face was extremely ugly, and there was a corpse smell all over his body, like a corpse, his whole body became lifeless, and at the same time, his face was ferocious, and an indescribable pain came from his body.

Daqiang is being eroded by ghosts.

Once the erosion is too deep, then he will die from the resuscitation of the ghost, just like other ghost masters.

however.

At the back door, a panting voice came, but Li Yang rushed over, holding a pale lantern in his hand, leaning on the wall, looking inside in surprise: "I, I will come, the lantern has been found Now, what's going on inside?"

Near the pale lantern, figures swayed, and strange signs emerged one after another.

"It's not too late, at least it's not dead yet."

The eagle opened his mouth and said, he saw that the black dice representing the ghost in front of him had not rolled any more.

It seems that the ghosts involved in the game are leaving, and no new ghosts are joining.

Li Yang looked inside the room, he saw Daqiang, Laoying, Yang Xiaohua, Sun Xing and others, but he didn't see Yang Jian.

"Where's the captain?"

Li Yang asked hurriedly.

"Fighting with the ghosts in the front, he stopped all the ghosts in the ancient house by himself, and the effect is obvious. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't even be able to sustain your arrival."

said the eagle.

Although Li Yang came in time, there was only about 30 seconds behind Yang Jian's action.

But just these 30 seconds are enough to wipe out everyone in the back hall.

Just because Li Yang came doesn't mean he'll be safe in the future, the white lantern he's carrying only stabilizes the ghosts outside the old house, and someone still has to deal with the ghosts inside the old house.

"Has the situation just now reached this point?"

Li Yang's expression changed.

Even the captain was desperate, so one can imagine what happened just now.

"No way, it's a fluke to survive under the situation just now."

Eagle shook his head helplessly, he looked at the dice on the ground.

I am three o'clock.

He lost again in the last hand, but the sound of music box music in his mind has been lingering all the time. This kind of curse forcibly helped him block the obliteration of the ghost dice, so that he could continue to fight with ghosts even if he lost. keep playing.

"I can't stay here forever now. I must lure the ghosts away as soon as possible and finish the funeral report, otherwise these ghosts will continue to invade the ancient house."

Li Yang said hurriedly.

"The thing here is to get rid of the captain."

After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked away holding the white lantern.

As soon as he walks away.

All the ghostly phenomena in the back hall also disappeared, even the old pair of black cloth shoes disappeared strangely.

Everything was calm again.

"The funeral report started early on the third day. Sure enough, this guess was correct. Unfortunately, it's only the second day. Otherwise, so many people wouldn't have died."

Seeing this, the eagle was silent, he just put away the ghost dice on the ground.

There will definitely be times when it will be useful later.

"It looks all right."

Seeing this, Fan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and then he jumped down from that coffin.

And Yang Xiaohua, who was lying on the coffin, dared to put her feet down from the air at this time.

The down-to-earth feeling gave her a little sense of security.

"I really don't know how Yang Jian did it. There are only so many supernatural phenomena in the lobby, and he seems to have solved them all after a while."

Fan Xing then glanced in the direction of the lobby.

With such a terrifying ability, it's no wonder that people in the supernatural circle are so taboo against Ghost Eye Yang Jian.

Those who don't show the mountains and don't show the water, really have the ability to reverse the desperate situation.

"Yang Jian seems to have stopped, is he done?"

The strange ghost master next to him said in a low voice.

He looked very nervous, because he was worried that something had happened to Yang Jian.

"I don't know."

The eagle's expression changed: "Yang Xiaohua, go and have a look."

Fan Xing on the side said: "Go and see, we still have to guard this coffin, we can't leave half a step away, no one knows if there will be any fish that slip through the net."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Is it possible that a ghost will appear and kill you just a few steps away? You follow the path Yang Jian took just now, and I guarantee you will be fine."

Yang Xiaohua didn't speak, she held the red balloon tightly, had no choice but to bite the bullet, left the vicinity of the red coffin, and walked towards the lobby.

She is nervous.

Because the danger has just passed.

It is also a huge risk to confirm the situation at this time, and if it is not done well, it will kill people.

But they are also right.

With so many deaths in Houtang today, the rest of the people will continue to be responsible for guarding the coffin. Only she, a seemingly useless person, is the most suitable to see the situation.

Because even if she died, it wouldn't affect the situation.

soon.

Yang Xiaohua entered the lobby.

She didn't see anything, the entire lobby was dark and oppressive, the ground was pitch black, as if covered by a shadow, but this shadow was incomplete, with several cracks appearing in disorder, like a broken mirror, although Stitched together, the cracks can never be repaired.

In the middle of the lobby, indeed, Yang Jian was sitting there motionless with a cracked spear tightly in his hand.

There are no ghosts around.

There were no other supernatural phenomena.

Only Yang Jian was alone.

"Yang Jian, how are you? They asked me to come over to check on the situation, are you okay?"

Yang Xiaohua swallowed her saliva, and said with a dry mouth.

"I'm fine. I already know the situation over there. Li Yang successfully retrieved the white lantern. Now he is wandering outside with the lantern, attracting the ghosts in the back hall and solving the crisis of the back hall being invaded." , and I have almost stabilized the situation here."

Yang Jian said: "The previous guess is correct, the third day is indeed a funeral report."

"Let the few remaining people be worried. The next day should be over. Now the ghosts in this ancient house should not come out to kill again in a short time, but after that, I can't guarantee it."

"You don't look well."

When Yang Xiaohua heard that it was safe, she plucked up the courage to approach him. She stared at Yang Jian, but her eyes suddenly shrank.

However, Yang Jian's face was covered with terrible cracks, and his whole body seemed to be spliced ​​together like countless fragments of corpses, as if he would fall apart as soon as he moved.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, and it will recover after a period of rest."

Yang Jian's face was numb, he opened his mouth to speak, touching the wound and opening a hideous gash.

He used the hatchet as much as possible to dismember the ghost, and he gave up restarting and repairing himself, but relied on the ghost's own slow restorer.

Because he also needs to keep the restart.

If even rebooting is exhausted, then death is imminent.

"Is it really okay?"

Yang Xiaohua still asked anxiously.

Because no matter how you look at it, Yang Jian looks like he is about to die, and he doesn't think about people who are okay.

"Instead of worrying about me, it's better to study what to do on the fourth day."

Yang Jian said.

Yang Xiaohua was speechless.

This is the fourth day of research?
You must know that this is the early morning of the second day, and there are still more than a dozen disappearing before the third day.

This is probably a little too far away.

But she didn't know the situation, but Yang Jian did.

From today to tomorrow, there will be no more accidents. Although many people died this time and paid a heavy price, they also ensured the safety of the second and third days in advance.

"You won't understand, and it's useless to tell you."

Yang Jian cast a glance, and then began to rest his eyes.

The ghosts covering the ground are slowly squirming, some cracks are merging, recovering
And with every crack on the ground disappearing, Yang Jian would lose a wound on his body.

"Then I'll go over and talk to them."

After Yang Xiaohua confirmed that Yang Jian was fine, she turned back and conveyed the situation here.

When the rest of the people heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally it was a success."

Da Qiang, who was lying on the ground, also opened his eyes suddenly, and he also withstood the pressure of Li Gui's recovery.

Of course not relying on his personal ability, but with the help of this ancient house, he was able to suppress the revived ghost. This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, but this kind of suppression is not absolute. still die.

For the next period of time, it was really the same as what Yang Jian said.

Safe.

An hour passed, two hours passed, it was six o'clock in the morning, and it was ten o'clock in the morning.

"Three days later, the danger has just begun." (End of this chapter)