Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian just used his ghost to open the closed door. His attention was all behind the door. As for the situation next to him, he didn't pay too much attention. Of course, he also believed that the few people around him could be vigilant. work.

However, Russell Yi's scream made his heart tremble suddenly.

It was almost an instinctive reaction to realize that something was happening around him.

Several ghost eyes opened in an instant, and their attention suddenly shifted to the nearby area.

Immediately, Yang Jian's eyes shrank.

In the dim corridor that we passed just now, at the intersection covered with black footprints, a tall man with a dark face and a strong smell of corpse appeared at some point and stood stiffly. There, facing forward, a profile was revealed to everyone.

At this moment, Russell, who was the first to spot this man, held a flashlight, trembling all over, and his eyes were full of fear.

Although Russell Yi is also a ghost controller, he has handled too few supernatural incidents and has almost no experience in solving supernatural incidents, so he doesn't know how to deal with such things.

After all, ghosts cannot be killed.

"Is it the ghost Lin Luomei mentioned before?" Yang Jian's face was extremely solemn. He didn't expect such a ghost to appear at the most inappropriate time.

What bad luck.

Wait, that's not right.

Why didn't that ghost take any action?

Even though they were only about ten meters apart, neither he nor Russell Yi, who discovered the ghost first, were attacked. The four of them were still alive, which meant that no one had yet triggered the ghost's killing pattern.

At this moment, Xiong Wenwen also turned around and saw the ghost standing on the aisle. He immediately shrank his neck in fear and hid behind Yang Jian. Lin Luomei next to him subconsciously covered his mouth and retreated as if running away.

If Yang Jian hadn't stood here calmly, these two people would have been so frightened that they didn't know where to run.

"Yang, Yang Jian, now, what should we do now?"

Russell trembled and stepped back, trying to distance himself from that thing, even if it was just one meter.

"Calm down, that ghost may just be wandering around here, and it may not necessarily kill us as a target. Judging from what I have observed so far, the ghost in the hotel does not have the characteristics of killing people indiscriminately, otherwise Z The city’s casualties are by no means limited to this.”

Yang Jian stared at the ghost in the distance. He lowered his voice and asked them to stay calm and not do anything strange.

"Ignore it for now and follow me into the room. Maybe you can avoid this thing temporarily. At present, we do not have the ability to deal with two supernatural events, so we can only choose one of them to deal with."

The ghost itself is not scary after it appears. As long as you see it more often, you can get used to it.

The really scary thing is when the ghost is staring at you.

The thing is not moving now, which means the situation is not particularly bad.

"Crunch."

In this extremely dangerous time, Yang Jian still chose to open the door of Room 13 and made his own choice.

When the door was opened, there was no electric light inside, and it was completely dark. At the same time, a musty smell that had been sealed away came to the nostrils. It seemed that the room inside had not been occupied for a long, long time.

"Come in with me."

Yang Jian took a look inside with his ghost eyes. The decoration inside was old, but there was nothing abnormal. He found neither trace of the ghost nor Zhao Lei. However, there were still some places in the room that he had not carefully investigated. Maybe The weirdness didn't show up.

There was no time to think about this now. The first priority was to go into the room to temporarily avoid the ghost wandering outside.

He had a premonition that once the ghost outside targeted him, people like him would definitely die miserably.

Seeing Yang Jian, he immediately walked into the room. Xiong Wenwen, who was holding his clothes behind him, was immediately taken in. Lin Luomei panicked and immediately followed him, without even considering whether it was safe or dangerous inside. As long as someone is willing to lead the way, she is willing to go anywhere, as long as she doesn't stand here waiting to die.

"Going in like this? What if there is danger inside? Should I stop thinking about it?"

Russell wanted to say such a thing, but as soon as he finished speaking, everyone else had already entered, and it was too late to stop him.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to go in now. He couldn't stay here with this ghost.

Immediately, he rushed into the room as if he was running away, and immediately closed the door, fearing that the thing outside would follow.

In the dark room, only the lights in the hands of a few people were on. He could not see clearly the surrounding situation. There was only darkness. If there was something hiding in the room, they would have absolutely no way to escape.

But when he thought there was a ghost outside, all Russell could do was hold the door tightly, lock it, and pray in his heart that the thing outside would never rush in.

"The house is safe for now."

Yang Jian glanced at it several times before finally coming to this conclusion: "But there must be something weird in this room, so don't take it lightly."

"Then, what's next? Don't forget that the ghost is still outside." As soon as Russell arrived at the door, his forehead was covered with cold sweat: "At such a close distance just now, that thing must have discovered us. Do you want to care first?" What's going on outside? ’

He felt that Yang Jian was a little big-hearted, even though he had already had an encounter with a ghost, he still didn't mention it.

Yang Jian still didn't reply to him, but looked at Xiong Wenwen.

"What are you looking at me for?" Xiong Wenwen asked with his glasses widened.

"To predict the future, I need to know whether the ghost outside will attack us, and I also need to know the situation in this room. With our current situation, the risk of searching carefully is too great. Knowing the result in advance is the best way. , otherwise it will be too late by the time something happens." Yang Jian said seriously.

This is the best time to use Xiong Wenwen's abilities.

The danger and its source are nearby. As long as the predicted results are good, Yang Jian's goal this time can be achieved.

"Okay, okay." Xiong Wenwen hesitated but agreed.

He was also afraid and wanted to know what would happen after a while in this dangerous environment.

"Hurry up and predict, we are in a very dangerous situation now. Lin Luomei and I don't want to die here with you." Russell urged hurriedly.

"Shut up." Yang Jian glared at him coldly: "What annoys you the most is a guy like you who can't help but is here to attack people. If I had known better, I shouldn't have let you come with me. Are you afraid? How about you? He is also an adult, he is just a ten-year-old child, and he will bear no less than you."

"If you continue to say things like this that affect morale, I will throw you out immediately. In the supernatural incidents I have experienced, at least a dozen ghost masters like you have died, and there is no less one like you today."

As soon as Russell was shouted at like this, he immediately became mute. He didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't even dare to look at Yang Jian.

In this dangerous situation, he also knows that there are some things he should not say, which will increase the psychological pressure on others, but sometimes he just can't help it.

soon.

Xiong Wenwen used his ability and he began to predict the future.

As his little face gradually turned pale, the aura on his body became colder and colder, and there seemed to be a mysterious and strange aura surrounding him, making people feel like something was peeping at him in the dark.

This kind of peeping is so pervasive that no matter who it is, it feels very uncomfortable. It seems that there are no secrets left under this kind of peeping.

Xiong Wenwen closed his eyes, but another picture appeared in his mind.

He and Yang Jian acted together and explored the room.

They opened the toilet door first, and there was nothing inside, just an old-fashioned flush toilet without even a mirror.

Then in the predicted future, they acted together and opened the bedroom door.

At this time, Xiong Wenwen's pale face showed a bit of surprise. He saw someone in the room.

The bodies were stiff, sitting on the bed, sitting on the bedside table, and standing in the room. All of these people were existences without facial features, their faces were flat, and they looked extremely strange.

Wanting to continue to predict the outcome, at this time the future in Xiong Wenwen's mind showed a terrible outcome.

His body suddenly fell to the ground, and then his head strangely fell from his neck, as if it had been cut off by something. Blood spattered and he died with his eyes open.

Among the future results, Xiong Wenwen died.

After predicting this result, Xiong Wenwen immediately screamed in fright.

"How's it going? What's going to happen next?" Yang Jian immediately held his hand and asked.

Xiong Wenwen was trembling with fear, tears welling up in his eyes: "I, I'm going to die, Yang Jian, please save me, I'm going to die here, I don't want to die, wuwu."

After seeing his own death, he couldn't bear the pressure and burst into tears.

"Don't be afraid, calm down. You predicted your own death last time, weren't you okay? Tell me carefully about the situation you predicted just now." Yang Jian continued to ask.

Only by knowing Xiong Wenwen's death process could he detect danger in advance and avoid it.

"By the way, I'm asking if you have predicted the death of other people, but please don't." Russell couldn't help but said again, but as soon as he said the words, Yang Jian glared back.

Xiong Wenwen spoke out the predicted results with fear and tears.

Yang Jian frowned deeply after hearing this.

There were a lot of faceless people in the room.

After opening the door, Xiong Wenwen's head fell off and he died.

Then the foretelling of the future stopped.

The process and results are very simple.

"Is that just like this? Didn't you predict that other ghosts would appear?" Yang Jian asked immediately.

Last time Xiong Wenwen also predicted the death scene of himself and him, but that time he met a ghost approaching, but this time he did not meet the ghost, and he died.

The situation was different from last time, because this death was so bizarre.