Mysterious resurgence

Although he knew that the ghosts on the ghost ship were scary, he didn't expect Ye Zhen to fall down so easily. He was dragged directly into the room by the ghost without even struggling.

"It should be okay." Yang Jian frowned and stood outside the room waiting.

Based on his understanding of Ye Zhen, the ghosts in this first room should not be enough to kill him, but there are exceptions to everything. After all, all supernatural powers on this ship are greatly restricted. Maybe things could easily go wrong under this supernatural interference.

But Yang Jian was not in a hurry to take action immediately. He planned to observe the movement first.

About ten seconds later, Ye Zhen's voice suddenly came from the originally dark room. He was very angry and yelled: "You took advantage of me when I wasn't prepared, and you went too far."

Then the darkness in the room quickly dissipated, revealing the original appearance inside.

It was a room that had been abandoned for a long time, but there were many highly decomposed limbs left on the floor of the room. These limbs were still twitching vaguely, but they were covered with cracks. They seemed to have suffered some kind of heavy damage, and some were mutilated. His arm even collapsed and disappeared.

In the end, there was only a rotten, mutilated and broken corpse left in the room, and Ye Zhen was holding a twisted, grave soil-stained, dirty long sword standing there panting, with an angry look in his eyes.

"It looks like you're fine, so I don't have to help you. Don't waste time. Let's go to the second room and take a look." Yang Jian was slightly relieved when he saw this.

"This is not okay. I am still angry inside. How can I let this ghost go so easily?" After Ye Zhen finished speaking, he stared at the broken body on the ground.

Although the ghost was dismembered by him, the ghost will not die. It will only take some time for the ghost to wake up again, and then the room will be shrouded in darkness again.

"Unless you want to control it, you can't kill this ghost at all. There is no point in spending it." Yang Jian said.

Ye Zhen said seriously: "Then take it away. I will use it to practice boxing when I am bored. How could I, Ye, let it go so easily when I was humiliated? I will torture it for twenty years."

As he said that, he took out something from somewhere on his body. It was an earthenware jar. He didn't know what it had been in before. There was thick and black blood on it, and there were also some strange sounds coming from inside. , as soon as it was opened slightly, strands of black hair seeped out from the jar.

"It's a supernatural item, and it contains a ghost. Is it similar to the human skin bag on Cao Yang's body?" Yang Jian stared at his clay jar.

At this moment, Ye Zhen seriously stuffed the ghosts in the room into the clay jar bit by bit. Although the jar was not big, it had some properties of supernatural items. No matter how much it was filled, it could not be filled. .

"nailed it."

Soon, Ye Zhen stuffed the last piece of the body in and then clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

"Where did you get this thing? It seems good for pretending to be a ghost." Yang Jian asked.

Ye Zhen said casually: "Are you also interested in what I dug in the Fushou Garden? It's easy to handle. Come to my big market one day, and I will take you to the Fushou Garden to dig for treasures. I'm sure you can dig up something you like."

"Fushouyuan? Let's forget it. I don't like that place very much. I'll leave it to you to dig it out slowly." Yang Jian's face darkened.

There are endless old graves there, which are suspected to be related to the cemetery owner Luo Qian, and there are many old graves with evil ghosts buried in them. Once dug up, the evil ghosts will escape from their traps, revive and kill people on the spot, which is very dangerous. Looking for supernatural objects inside is like entering the toilet with a lantern and seeking death.

"I invite you to Fushou Garden as a friend and foe. I will not allow others to enter. There is a treasure there, and I, Ye, am a treasure hunter. It is rare for me to share something with you. You actually You don't appreciate it, I'm really disappointed." Ye Zhen shook his head and couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you go to Fushou Garden every day to hunt for treasures?" Yang Jian looked at him with a strange expression.

Ye Zhen said: "You don't have to go there every day. There are always three or four days a week where you dig for treasures."

"." Yang Jian didn't know what to say at this moment.

Fortunately, Ye Zhen has the ability to replace dead ghosts and is not afraid of death. He has countless opportunities for trial and error, and he is not worried about digging up some terrifying ghosts and killing himself. If it were other ghost controllers who faced the Fushou Garden, In the cemetery, I am afraid that I don’t even know how I died.

But this is also Ye Zhen's advantage, and I can't envy him.

"Okay, let's go." Yang Jian didn't want to say anything more, so he turned and walked towards the second room.

The door of the second room was open. It had also been abandoned for many years, but through some facilities it could be seen that it seemed to have been inhabited a long time ago, because Yang Jian saw the bed, teacups and other things in the room. Everyday necessities are enough to show that this ship was not a ghost ship from the beginning. It should have been an ordinary ship before, and the crew also lived on it. In the end, it became a ghost ship because it was stored by the supernatural for unknown reasons.

Yang Jian glanced around carefully, and finally focused his eyes on something on the abandoned bed in the room.

An old but very new blue and white porcelain bowl. The porcelain bowl placed there looked out of place with the surrounding environment.

"This is not a bowl, but a ghost. The characteristics of the ghost ship restrict the ghosts and make many ghosts fall into deep sleep. This bowl is the object stored by the ghosts, but Ye Zhen and I did not trigger the killing patterns of the ghosts. , so this ghost did not appear." Yang Jian immediately made a judgment in his heart.

"But there is no rudder here, so you have to go to the next room to continue looking."

He stood at the door and observed carefully but found nothing, so he turned around and left.

"Leaving now? Why don't you go in and take a look?" Ye Zhen was a little puzzled, but he was still brave enough to walk into the second room.

After entering the room, Ye Zhen raised his feet and kicked them everywhere, like a bandit entering the village unscrupulously: "How can you find the missing rudder if you don't search carefully, Yang Wudi, although you are very good at fighting, but when it comes to using your brain. , To be honest, you are not as good as me, Mr. Ye."

While talking, Ye Zhen directly opened the bed that had been there for who knows how many years, trying to see if there was anything inside, but found nothing, and instead let the blue and white porcelain bowl on the bed fall down.

Of course Ye Zhen also saw the porcelain bowl and took it casually: "I'm not interested in this broken bowl. What do you want? I can give it to you."

"No, this is not a clean thing. It's best not to touch it or bring it around with you. It's best not to cause trouble during this period." Yang Jian stared at the porcelain bowl in Ye Zhen's hand.

"I, Mr. Ye, don't cause trouble and I'm not afraid of trouble. If this thing dares to provoke me, I will break it immediately." After Ye Zhen finished speaking, he threw the porcelain bowl away.

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, but the seemingly fragile porcelain bowl did not break because there was supernatural power stored on it, giving the porcelain bowl some properties beyond comprehension.

Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately felt that with Ye Zhen's character, if he hadn't controlled the scapegoat, he would have died long ago and there would be no way he could survive until now.

Shaking his head, he continued deeper into the cabin to explore the third room.

And just when Ye Zhen stepped out of the room.

After falling, the porcelain bowl that was upside down on the ground slowly lifted up a little at this time, revealing a gap, and through the gap, a pair of dead gray eyes were revealed, staring at Ye Zhen gradually. The fading figure seems to remember this person forever.

But soon, the lifted porcelain bowl was covered again. The ghost ship's supernatural power affected the ghost, making it unable to move freely and could only appear for a short time.

But this restriction will not exist forever, because the ghost ship has been controlled by people from the King's organization, and they will release this restriction after the ghost ship lands.

At that time, the entire ship's evil spirits will revive, and unimaginable terror will come.

Come to the third room.

The door to this room was tightly closed, but it was well preserved and there were no signs of intrusion.

"I'll open the door."

Yang Jian glanced at Ye Zhen and said worriedly.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Ye Zhen said.

Yang Jian just didn't want Ye Zhen to open the door so violently, and then be attacked by ghosts and cause unnecessary trouble.

He reached out and held the rusty handle, and then used the ghost's supernatural power.

Give it a gentle push.

The next moment, the closed door slowly opened.

What came into view was a mummy. The mummy was lying on a table by the window, holding a pen in its hand. It seemed that it was writing something before it was alive, but it inevitably died under some kind of supernatural attack. .

"This is an ordinary corpse, not a ghost." Yang Jian's ghost eyes briefly opened for a few seconds, and after peeking around, he felt a little surprised.

There is rarely anything unclean in this room. It is one of the few areas on the ghost ship that is relatively safe. Although the mummy is scary, it is just to scare people. In fact, the mummy does not do anything.

"There's no rudder, let's go to the next room." Ye Zhen said, leaning against the door with his arms folded.

"Not urgent."

Yang Jian signaled, he walked to the mummy, and then picked up something in front of him, which was an old notebook.

"This is a navigation note left by this man during his lifetime. The handwriting is very clear and there is no sign of damage."

He glanced at it casually, and learned from the information in the notes that the ship's name was the Sproul, which was a voyage cruise ship a hundred years ago, but the ship passed through After a mist broke out, various bizarre and strange events began to occur on the ship, and passengers on the ship began to die one after another.

The final result is obvious. The Sproulo, which was involved in supernatural events, eventually became an unmanned ghost ship, and all the passengers on it died.

The mummy in this room was the first mate of the ship during his lifetime. He was relatively lucky. He lived for seven days after hiding in the room. On the night of the seventh day, he seemed to have encountered misfortune.

"There is no useful information. This person did not inspect the ship during his lifetime. He just hid when he saw something was wrong and then wrote this note. Most of the information is prayer and venting some pessimistic and desperate emotions." Yang Jian translated After reading a little, he shook his head and finally put the notebook away.

"who?"

However, at this moment, Ye Zhen, who was leaning at the door of the room, suddenly shouted into the dark corridor, seeming to have discovered something.

"What's going on?" Yang Jian immediately came back to his senses.

"Someone is staring at me, and the way he looks at me is very wrong." Ye Zhen's expression became rarely serious, as if he sensed danger.

"Are you sure it's a human?" Yang Jian asked.

Ye Zhen frowned slightly, held on to the long sword on his waist, and took a few steps forward: "I'm not sure, but I'll know if it's a person as soon as I make a move."

At this moment, in the dark corridor, a vague figure stood there strangely motionless. The man was very tall and almost blocked the corridor just by standing there.

Yang Jian also walked out of the room at this moment. Light green will-o'-the-wisps appeared around him. The will-o'-the-wisps appeared and dispersed the surrounding darkness, but soon, the will-o'-the-wisps extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye. Apparently, the will-o'-the-wisps also Restricted by the ghost ship, it won't last long.

But the appearance of the will-o'-the-wisp brought light to the surroundings, allowing the two of them to barely see clearly what the outline in the darkness was.

It was a cold dead body, and its appearance still retained the same appearance as before. It was a foreigner, and it looked like he was not the same person as before. He was probably a ghost sent aboard by the people organized by the king, but something was wrong with this dead body now. He actually showed a strange smile towards the two people, and slowly walked towards them.

"A ghost that can move freely on a ghost ship?" Yang Jian's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

No wonder Ye Zhen is so serious.

Although he is a second grader, he is not stupid and understands the horror of this ghost in front of him.