Mysterious resurgence

The emergence of the recording curse made Yang Jian understand who his enemy was.

He should have thought of this when Luo Sheng proposed to use Shangtong Building to pay off the debt, because behind Paul, the former owner of Shangtong Building, there was the figure of the ghost controller code-named Preacher.

It's just that after Yang Jian killed Paul, the missionary didn't take any targeted revenge, so the matter calmed down.

Unexpectedly, after more than a year, the other party still came to visit.

"That missionary had enmity with me before. It's normal for him to find an opportunity to take revenge today. However, the other party should also know that I'm not that easy to deal with, so Luo Sheng didn't spend any money this time. He just attacked me tentatively. If he can It’s best to succeed, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t succeed.”

"And they thought it would be too difficult to kill me, so trapping me and putting me to sleep seemed more likely."

Yang Jian now understood what these people were thinking.

After taking a look at the announcer on the table, he walked over without hesitation, stretched out his black hand, grabbed it and squeezed it hard.

The announcer immediately shattered into a pile of fragments.

But the rustling sound was still ringing and did not disappear because of the damage to the announcer.

"If you don't use ghost scissors to cut off this curse, you will have to bear it." Yang Jian stood calmly, waiting for the curse to appear.

soon.

The rustling sound gradually became smaller, as if the signal was getting less and less. After only seven or eight seconds, all the sounds in the broadcaster disappeared, and then an invisible curse spread.

Yang Jian didn't feel anything special at first.

But as time passed, he gradually realized that something was wrong. His head became heavier and heavier, and a wave of sleepiness came over him, making his consciousness gradually blurred and making him want to fall into sleep immediately.

The situation was somewhat familiar to him.

It was like being forced into a dream by a ghost dream, and I suddenly fell asleep like this.

"The other party has a lot of experience in dealing with ghost masters. He knows that it is very difficult to kill me using normal supernatural means, so he targeted my consciousness, because most ghost masters' consciousnesses are very fragile. Once the consciousness dies, , even if the body is intact, he will die."

Yang Jian shook his head, walked to the sofa next to him and sat down.

The sleepiness is getting stronger and stronger, and I feel a little unbearable.

This kind of sleepiness is not useful if it is supported by willpower, but comes from a supernatural curse, which must be countered by corresponding supernatural powers.

But now, the vicious dog in the dream did not appear.

It seemed that the vicious dog didn't want to prevent Yang Jian from sleeping.

"There is no need to fight against this sleepiness. Since the other party wants me to sleep, then I will follow their ideas and sleep here. There is a vicious dog in my memory. Even if I fall asleep, I will be safe. But But we need to take some precautions outside.”

The moment before Yang Jian fell asleep, the ghost eyes opened and the ghost realm was released.

The entire villa disappeared immediately.

This villa was moved by Yang Jian to a deep underground place that could not be found or easily discovered. It would be safe for him to sleep here.

After taking precautions, Yang Jian closed his eyes and lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

He was cursed and fell into a coma.

Just like the sleeping beauty in the fairy tale world, if there is no special means to wake him up, then he is likely to sleep like this forever and never wake up.

But the reality is that after Yang Jian fell asleep, he entered a dream.

The world in the dream was dark and oppressive, and there was a cold and cold atmosphere all around. There was nothing around, it was empty, except for a large European-style castle sitting in front of you.

Yang Jian was standing in front of the gate of the castle at this moment.

The iron door was ajar, rusty, and entangled with many weeds and vines, as if it hadn't been cleaned for many years.

"This is not my dream. There is no such castle in my dream. This is a dream constructed by others." Yang Jian raised his hand and looked at it.

He fell silent.

Because one of his hands is missing.

The mutilated hand is a ghost hand.

Ghost hands cannot enter the dream, which means that Yang Jian is now entering the world of ghost dreams.

"Could this castle be the appearance of the missionary's curse in a dream? No, no, the missionary's curse recording can only spread the curse and has no ability to pull people into dreams. His curse should just make me fall into a deep sleep. Once this is done, the magic of the recording loses its effect.”

"Dreams should be the second supernatural power. The recorded curse first makes people fall asleep, and then pulls them into dreams after falling asleep. In this way, the missionary has two kinds of supernatural powers."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and thought of another supernatural power that was very similar to Guimeng.

There was a ranking on a supernatural website before, and the codename of that supernatural incident was Nightmare.

"Is it possible that the other party has mastered the nightmare?"

This conjecture couldn't help but appear in his mind, and it was very likely, because Yang Jian had not heard the news that the supernatural incident codenamed Nightmare was out of control.

Therefore, it is possible for nightmares to be controlled and controlled by foreign ghost masters.

After all, he also stole the supernatural power of Ghost Lake.

If Yang Jian can do similar things, others can also do it. There are many people with the same experience in this world. Everyone has their own opportunities, and Yang Jian is not unique.

"If this is really the case, then today is really a bit dangerous. In the world of nightmares, I am just an ordinary person and do not have supernatural powers. If I am not careful, I may die in my dream just like the ghost dream incident. "

Yang Jian thought to himself, suddenly becoming extra vigilant.

He has no weapon in his hand now. When he fell asleep before, he was holding a cracked spear.

Moreover, supernatural items cannot be brought into dreams, so Yang Jian is not only unarmed, but also disabled.

He looked around.

Yang Jian didn't find anything handy, so he could only pick up a stone on the ground to defend himself.

He couldn't remove the iron bars on the iron door. After all, his current strength was not that great, just that of an ordinary person.

"I can't act randomly now. There are ghosts in the nightmare world. I have to wait for my vicious dog to arrive. It will take some time for it to invade. When the time comes, who will lose in the ghost dream world versus the nightmare world? Winning is not guaranteed.”

Yang Jian was very calm. He did not act rashly, but waited quietly.

Taking advantage of this moment, Yang Jian observed the European-style castle in front of him.

The castle is dilapidated and desolate. The empty and dark windows are like the sockets of eyes dug out, revealing a kind of deathly silence and horror. The courtyard is overgrown with weeds and a few dead trees are scattered here and there. The leaves on them have long fallen off. Empty.

But the gate of the castle is well preserved and is closed at the moment and has not been opened.

"The ghost dream world I experienced was a village, but now this nightmare world is a castle. This shows that ghosts project real scenes into dreams. It seems that the most haunted place abroad is this castle." Yang Jian thought to himself. .

But at this moment, the darkness outside the castle was crawling and began to swallow up the nearby roads. It seemed that some supernatural force had interfered with the dream and wanted to force those who entered here to approach the castle.

Yang Jian looked back and frowned. He had no choice but to cross the half-opened iron gate and walked into the castle.

"Not a good sign, it means I've been targeted." Yang Jian stared at the darkness behind him.

The darkness was blocked by the iron gate and could not continue to erode in.

The castle became the whole world at this moment, and there was nothing else.

"I hope the nightmare is really controlled by someone. I don't want to face this type of ghost again. If it is controlled by a living person, it will be safer to a certain extent, because people cannot maximize their supernatural power, but ghosts Can."

Yang Jian walked in the dilapidated courtyard and gradually walked towards the castle.

He felt that the other party would not let him stay in one place quietly, and would definitely use various supernatural means to drive him away.

soon.

Yang Jian's conjecture proved to be correct.

At this time, the ground behind him began to collapse little by little. The darkness in the collapsed place seemed to swallow everything. Everything in the courtyard was quickly disappearing. The only thing that did not disappear was the castle.

Yang Jian didn't want to fall but could only speed up.

Finally, when Yang Jian reached the gate of the castle, the collapse behind him ended.

But in a flash.

Everything in the courtyard was restored to its original state.

It was still so dilapidated and desolate, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"Sure enough, the nightmare has been harnessed."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "A ghost will not do this and drive me into the castle. As long as I am within the influence of the ghost, it will kill people. There is no need to deliberately let me move towards a certain place. Only a ghost controller would do this, because the closer the distance, the more things he can affect, and the easier it is to do it himself."

"Crunch!"

The castle door opened at this time.

It is quite the opposite to the situation outside. Although the inside of the castle is old, it is not dilapidated. The ground is covered with bright red carpets, and dim candlelight flickers on the walls. Although the air is filled with a smell of decay, there is still a bit of decay. Traces of life.

"Come out, don't hide. It's a bit rude to spend so much effort to drag me into a dream and hide from people." Yang Jian walked into the castle openly and said.

The sound echoed in the castle, extended to the depths of the castle, and finally disappeared.

The empty castle was dead silent, no one responded.

Yang Jian sneered again: "Is it possible that you can't understand Chinese and need me to speak English?"

The sound continued to echo.

There was a response at this moment.

From deep, a voice came: "Even in a dream, you are still the ghost-eyed Yang Jian, it is better to be careful."

This voice is very familiar, it is Luo Sheng.

"This is a dangerous place and we dare not be careless."

This is another voice, but the Mandarin is not standard, with a bad accent, it should be a foreigner.

"You guys have mastered the world of nightmares. It's not easy, and you've also pulled many people into dreams. It's amazing." Yang Jian said slowly, while he couldn't help but praise.

"As expected, you guessed that this is the world of nightmares. I knew that with your judgment and experience, you would be able to understand what was going on after entering the dream. The title of captain of the headquarters is indeed not just a boast."

A third voice appeared, also speaking Chinese, but with a subtle accent, not like a foreigner.

When Yang Jian saw these people talking but not showing their faces, he immediately sneered: "No one is so afraid of death. This is your place and you don't dare to stand up. No wonder you only play some shady tricks." What a dirty trick, you dragged me here to get rid of me, not to chat with me."

"How can you get rid of me if you don't take action?"

Luo Sheng's voice sounded: "Captain Yang, we don't want to get rid of you, we just want to keep you here. It's not a good thing for you to die, but if you stay here all the time, it won't be good for us." That’s the best result.”

"It's much safer to trap a captain than to kill him. And I didn't expect to be able to pull you in here so smoothly at the beginning."

"That announcer is just an attempt. After all, you have a chance to get rid of this curse the moment the announcer sounds. Sure enough, you are still too confident and actually stand there waiting for the curse to appear. But the more you So, the more I suspect you might be fishing again.”

"So it's better if we don't meet each other. You can stay here honestly. You can sleep outside for a few years. I will come to see you when the matter is over."

He is smarter now.

Or maybe he was frightened by Yang Jian's previous fishing.

He didn't plan to show up in this nightmare world, leaving Yang Jian with no means to use.