Mysterious resurgence

The banging of the box stopped.

And it never rang again.

In Yang Jian's opinion, there are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that the ghost is tired. Of course, this is impossible.

The second situation is that the headless ghost in the box has been released.

As for the third situation, Yang Jian couldn't think of it at all.

At this moment, silence returned to the dark room again.

There was no knocking, no footsteps.

There was no sound.

What was different from before was that this time the tranquility lasted for a long time, far longer than any time before.

And the coughing sound never came again from beginning to end.

I don't know if this is an important clue.

"The ghost is no longer moving. The headless ghost doesn't seem to appear either. Why is this all so weird?"

Yang Jian had been prepared to die here before, but now.

He felt that he could still save it.

Because the time of paralysis is almost here.

The restlessness of the ghost eye in the body began to subside, and the body gradually regained consciousness.

As long as Yang Jian resumes his actions, he will not be afraid even if he really faces the headless ghost.

Maybe the ghost already knew that Yang Jian was about to resume action, or maybe it was because a certain time had come.

The footsteps sounded again.

The ghost began to gradually move away from the closet, and gradually retreated to the door of the room. Then it walked out of the room and walked slowly down the stairs. Step by step, the clear footsteps echoed in the corridors as it was about to leave.

Almost as soon as it walked downstairs.

Yang Jian resumed his action.

He immediately took over his body and jumped up from the bed. At the same time, he touched the wall and immediately turned on the light in the room.

The lights suddenly came on, dispelling the darkness.

Everything around you can be seen clearly.

Yang Jian immediately looked in the direction of the closet.

At this moment, the wardrobe was opened, and a gold box fell on the ground, but it had been deformed. A notch appeared in the middle of the box, almost smashing the box open.

But the toughness of gold, and the fact that Yan Li did not cut any corners when customizing this box.

The box was not opened in the end.

"Huh~!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian was slightly relieved at the moment.

The best result appeared. The box has not been opened yet, and the headless ghost inside has not escaped. As for the box deformed, it doesn't matter. Gold is just a container and has no requirements on shape.

But the weird thing is that there is a piece of human skin covering the top of the box.

That was the human skin paper he brought from school.

Although I have doubts in my heart, now is not the time to think about this.

Yang Jian immediately packed his things, hid his luggage, and then rushed out with weapons in hand.

"This is a crisis and an opportunity for me. At least the ghost has appeared. Even if I don't deal with it, I at least know its identity, its location, and its appearance."

"If we just let it go, I'm afraid we won't find such a good opportunity next time."

Despite the fear and uneasiness in my heart.

But he still chased the ghost that left. After all, he came to Huanggang Village this time to fight for a chance to survive. If he was afraid of death, he would not come here.

The door to the first floor was closed.

But there were distant footsteps outside the door.

Obviously, the ghost had left Liu Genrong's home and started to go elsewhere.

"Chasing~!"

Yang Jian opened the door and immediately chased him out. A ghost eye on his forehead popped out of his flesh, and the scarlet eyes conveyed a strange vision.

A world shrouded in red light.

No more darkness.

The sight of the ghost eye can see through darkness and the illusion of the ghost realm. Although it is useless without using the ghost realm, it is at least a special ability.

"in front of."

Yang Jian chased after him and looked at the ghost, trying to see clearly what the ghost looked like.

But a corner blocked the view, and the sound of footsteps echoed from the alley.

"If you use the ghost realm, you can catch up with the ghost in an instant, but it is obviously very stupid to use the ghost realm without knowing anything about the ghost."

Although I really want to know the true face of this ghost.

But the consequences of the ghost realm made Yang Jian endure his impulse.

After all, even if you rush in, you may not be able to imprison him.

Keep catching up.

The footsteps ahead were getting closer and closer.

You can see it just around the corner.

But the next moment.

When Yang Jian turned a corner and ran over, the scene in front of him suddenly stunned him.

The person in front of me is not a ghost at all, but Zhang Han, a member of Xiaoqiang Club who came to Huanggang Village together during the day.

"Yang Jian? How could it be you."

Zhang Han was obviously frightened when he saw him, even more shocked than seeing a ghost, so he took the initiative to speak.

"This is what I want to say. I followed the footsteps of a ghost and came here, but the person I saw when I turned the corner was you. Are you really Zhang Han?" Yang Jian frowned, he He held a golden pistol in his hand.

The bullet is loaded.

It's not to kill ghosts, it's just subconscious self-defense.

Zhang Han said angrily, "Of course I am Zhang Han, you are the one with the problem, okay? I also came here after the footsteps and thought you were a ghost. Fortunately, I saw your appearance clearly and it scared me." "

Listen to what he said

Yang Jian's heart trembled: "Are we being tricked? Or, there is more than one ghost here. The one you are chasing is not the one I met."

"It's not very clear, but the footsteps did disappear near here." Zhang Han also looked solemn.

"Tap, tap~!"

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the alley nearby.

"Bang~!"

The next moment, without even thinking about it, Yang Jian grew an eye on his head, raised his hand and shot in the direction of the sound.

"Ah~!"

A cry of pain sounded, and with his ghost eyes he saw a man falling to the ground in pain, with blood flowing out of his body.

"Yang Jian, why did you shoot randomly? You hit someone." Zhang Han said in shock.

Yang Jian frowned and said, "People in the village have gone to bed long ago. Even the dogs don't bark so late. Who knows if the sudden footsteps are from ghosts? Let's fight first."

"Fortunately, you saw me first, otherwise you would have shot me." Zhang Han said with some fear.

Only then did he see that Yang Jian had been holding a pistol in his hand.

"That man seems to be from the club. You should know him, but I don't know if the shot just now killed him." Yang Jian said.

After a while.

In a small villa temporarily rented by people from the club.

A man was pale, covering his wound and bleeding. Zhang Han next to him was bandaging his wound.

In addition to a few of them, other ghost masters were also there.

The haunting at night seemed to alarm everyone.

"Ouyang Tian, ​​I have something very bad to tell you." Zhang Han looked like he understands you, and said sadly: "I suspect that Yang Jian is targeting you on purpose."

Yang Jian glanced at him: "Fart, I clearly aimed at his head, how can you blame me?"

"But this is indeed my fault. Ouyang Tian, ​​I have to apologize to you. I'm sorry."

As he spoke, he showed a sincere and apologetic look.

Ouyang Tian's cold face was filled with rage: "You shot me once and just said you're sorry and let it go?"

"I've already apologized, what else do you want? Why don't you report me to the police?"

Yang Jian said: "The village is haunted at night. If you wander around the village without turning on the lights, it is normal for you to be accidentally injured."

"If you want to shoot me, let's forget about it. What do you think?" Ouyang Tiantie's face was livid, and he took out a pistol from behind and pointed it at him.

Yang Jian said: "Even if this is the case, when will the enemy be repaid? Besides, I am still a child, can't you just give me some mercy?"

"I'll let you mother." Ouyang Tian fired without hesitation.

He aimed at Yang Jian's head.

But instead of the expected brain blossoming, Yang Jian tilted his head in advance and avoided the bullet.

"Now, is it even?" Yang Jian looked at him with the ghost eyes on his forehead.

"It's even when I say it's even." Ouyang Tian wanted to shoot again.

But at this time Yang Jian also pointed a gun at his head: "One shot for another, it's fair. If you want to continue, I can play with you all night to see who dies first."

"Okay, okay, forget it. Ouyang Tian, ​​you can even it out with one shot. If you continue, there will be a fight. There is still a ghost in this village. Aren't we looking for death if we fight among ourselves at this time? Besides, as long as the person is fine, there will be no recovery from injuries caused by other ghosts in the future."

Zhang Han quickly grabbed Ouyang Tian and acted as peacemaker.