Mysterious resurgence

The haze was thicker than darkness. Yang Jian didn't know what was around him. He couldn't hear anything or see anything.

The ghost eyes that can see through the darkness are like blind at this time and cannot play a key role.

It seems that the ghost eye has not recovered, and it is still difficult to cope with this situation.

Or, in this case, not only the ghost eyes, but also the others are reluctant as long as they are not in a complete state.

As Zhao Kaiming said, Li Gui is only part of the puzzle, so what Yang Jian is facing now may be a complete puzzle, or most of the puzzle has been completed.

"Tap, tap."

The sound of leather shoes walking across the ground suddenly sounded at this time.

After half an hour of waiting, there was finally some movement when Yang Jian decided to take the initiative to expose his flaw.

"It's approaching me." Yang Jian looked fiercely in the direction of the sound.

Although he couldn't see anything, he could vaguely tell that the thing should be less than ten meters away from him.

And the distance continues to shrink with the sound of footsteps.

Five meters, three meters. It seems to be right in front of you.

Yang Jian seemed to be able to touch the ghost's body with just one stretch of his hand.

"Do you want to take action?" Cold sweat broke out on his face, and he couldn't help but want to use the coffin nails in his hands to rush forward.

"No, I'm not entirely sure if it's a ghost just based on the sound of footsteps. If this thing was nailed to a ghost baby, and I wasted an opportunity like last time, maybe I would have fallen here."

Gritting his teeth, he resisted the urge to take action directly.

Let the ghost take action first. If the ghost doesn't take action, he will never move first. He can no longer afford the consequences of failure.

One meter away, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

It seemed that the ghost was standing in front of him.

"Stop?" Yang Jian squeezed the coffin nails in his hand tightly and began to hesitate in his heart.

Wouldn't it be better to make a tentative attack?

However, where the footsteps came from in front, there was no source ghost at all. There was only a pair of empty leather shoes approaching. When the footsteps stopped, only a pair of strange leather shoes stopped in front of Yang Jian.

The real ghost has been standing behind Yang Jian, as motionless as him.

The sound of footsteps is bait.

Yang Jian used himself as a bait to lure the fierce ghost to take the bait. The source ghost used a pair of leather shoes under his feet to make footsteps and lure Yang Jian to the bait.

At this moment, Yang Jian didn't know about this. If he knew, he would definitely feel horrified.

"No, a tentative attack is meaningless, wait a moment."

Being cautious and having many experiences with evil ghosts allowed him to escape the disaster invisibly.

After waiting for a while.

"Didn't attack me?"

Yang Jian's nerves were already tense to the extreme at this time, and he found that the ghost standing in front of him was silent.

Despite this, he was already prepared. Whenever he had the opportunity, he would pierce the coffin nail in his hand into the body of the Source Ghost with lightning speed.

However, this opportunity did not arise.

The footsteps stopped one meter apart and there was no movement for a long time.

Another ten minutes passed under a stalemate.

The footsteps in front of me sounded again.

"Tap, tap."

In the haze, a pair of leather shoes began to move on its own, circling Yang Jian.

Yang Jian stared at the direction where the footsteps came from, and turned his head to follow it.

Still didn't take action.

At this moment, he had vaguely suspected that there might be something wrong with the footsteps, just like when he faced the headless ghost, he deliberately released bait to lure him into action.

The moment the flaw is revealed is the moment the evil ghost attacks.

"There's something wrong with these footsteps." Yang Jian was convinced of this and felt that the surroundings were getting weirder.

The disappearing ghost surrounds his footsteps.

An unseeable haze.

Everything hides great terror.

The conditions for the evil ghost to attack had obviously been met, but the evil ghost never appeared. Yang Jian was now eager for the evil ghost to show up, so that he would have room to perform.

But this stalemate won't last forever.

Just when the surrounding haze began to erode Yang Jian's body, there was sudden movement around him.

A black and blue hand that exuded corpse odor and was almost rotten suddenly stretched out from the other side of the footsteps and strangled Yang Jian's neck.

Cold, stiff, and with terrifying power, it seemed as if his neck was about to be broken in an instant.

"Coming? The footsteps are indeed bait."

Yang Jian's attention was completely attracted by the footsteps, but when the footsteps came to the far right, the hand attacking him came from the far left.

Moreover, the real ghost was actually so close to him, dormant beside him.

Although the reaction was a step slower, at this moment.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes all opened instantly.

The ghost realm is open.

At the same time, he tore open the gold foil wrapping the coffin nails, grabbed the blue-black arm with one hand, and stabbed the body with the other.

Although the series of movements were fast, before the coffin nail in Yang Jian's hand could penetrate, another blue-black hand grabbed his wrist.

The attack was neutralized.

But after the ghost realm was opened, Yang Jian also successfully enveloped the thing behind him.

The haze disappeared instantly, everything around him was stained red with blood, and his vision was restored.

A man wearing a shroud with a blue-black dead face stood numbly beside him.

"Zhou Zheng?"

When Yang Jian saw the ghost's appearance, his eyes suddenly shrank.

But before he could be surprised, Zhou Zheng's jaw cracked open, revealing a pair of black and ferocious teeth, biting directly towards his head.

With this bite, half of Yang Jian's head would be bitten off, and he would be dead.

He wanted to struggle, but he also found that the arm holding the coffin nails could no longer move.

He lost consciousness and couldn't feel the existence of that arm at all.

"That finger?"

Yang Jian saw a particularly special dry finger on the blue-black palm piercing his wrist.

It was this thing that pinned his hand.

"There's one more thing."

Just when Zhou was about to bite off Yang Jian's head, a straw rope suddenly fell out of Yang Jian's body and wrapped directly around the ghost's neck, trying to hang him up.

But the ghost rope failed.

Although the ghost rope was hanging the ghost, it could only barely lift it up on its tiptoes, and it was impossible to completely hang it up.

Although it did not achieve the expected results, it alleviated the crisis.

The set of ghost teeth that had been placed in front of him was almost unable to be bitten, and the ghost rope around his neck was entangled with it.

Yang Jian desperately resisted the first wave of attacks.

As planned, for ghosts of this level, even if Yang Jian perfectly controls the ghost shadow and suppresses the resurrection of the ghost eye, he is only qualified to contact a wave. If there is no other means, if he continues to consume it, he will still be Dead.

Those ghost teeth can even bite through the ghost realm, and it's easy to eat half of one's own head.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock~!"

At this time, Yang Jian's body was gradually turning black, and drops of something like thick ink dripped from his body.

The thick ink gathered together and turned into a headless ghost figure slowly standing up from the ground.

The headless ghost took the rusty coffin nail from Yang Jian's hand and slowly stabbed the source ghost in front of him.

"You lost." Yang Jian said these words with difficulty.

The headless ghost is controlled by him at the moment, which is equivalent to having an extra helper. As long as he can withstand the first wave of attacks, victory is by his side.

The plan is still going very smoothly.

But just when Yang Jian was about to succeed.

Yang Jian felt dazed for a moment, as if his consciousness was blurred.

Then he regained consciousness.

Suddenly.

The ghost disappeared before my eyes.

The haze nearby also seemed to recede, and the ghost domain was not suppressed and once again covered an area of ​​100 meters.

"What's going on? Where's that ghost?" Yang Jian was stunned.

"The injury on my hand is gone too?"

He found that his arm could move, but then he discovered that the arm that had been pierced by the withered finger had no wounds.

A voice recorded on the phone came from the classroom next to it: Yang Jian, when you receive this voice, my plan has been successful. It is in the school. Do you have a way to get rid of that thing?

When Yang Jian heard these words, his eyes widened immediately, showing a look of shock, and a chill surged directly through his body from the soles of his feet.

He walked into the school suddenly, picked up his mobile phone, and looked at the satellite positioning mobile phone left by Zhao Kaiming.

Especially looking at the time above.

"impossible."

Yang Jian looked more horrified than if he had seen a ghost.

Time actually went back forty minutes ago, when I first came here.