Mysterious resurgence

After Yang Jian investigated the existence of the red wooden bench, he also had a general understanding of this supernatural event.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy he felt.

So after leaving the office building on that floor, he and Feng Quan returned to Wang Chaling's office building on the top floor.

"Captain, how's the situation? What's going on with this red wooden bench? Can it be dealt with?" As soon as Yang Jian appeared, Huang Ziya couldn't hold it back and stood up in a hurry and asked.

Xiong Wenwen yawned: "Xiao Yang, can you do it? Dad Xiong, I'm so bored that I almost fell asleep. Can I go back to sleep tonight? My mother just called me again and asked me to go back to bed tonight. I went home before midnight and said I had something to tell you."

"Things are not easy to handle, right? If they were easy to handle, they would have been solved by now."

Tong Qian looked at Yang Jian and roughly guessed that he had suffered some setbacks during the investigation.

A person of Yang Jian's level, armed with coffin nails and a hatchet, could handle ordinary supernatural incidents in just a few minutes.

The strange red wooden bench is still present in the building, which is enough to show that this supernatural incident has not been solved.

"This supernatural event is a little different from previous supernatural events. The ghost is sitting on this red wooden bench, but you can't see it."

Yang Jian glanced at a red wooden bench in the middle of the aisle not far away.

"The red wooden stool is a medium. Only those who sit on it can see the ghost sitting on it. But once people and ghosts meet, they will be attacked by ghosts. I actively triggered this killing pattern and lured the ghosts out. , I thought it could be solved easily, but who knew that I would not be able to touch ghosts with this supernatural weapon due to lack of medium."

"But the ghost could touch me, so I was killed by the ghost."

When Yang Jian said this, he raised his arm.

The dull and lusterless skin was like a dead corpse, with corpse spots on it, as if it had been dead for a long time.

"Is the body dead?"

Tong Qian pondered and immediately came to a conclusion.

Yang Jian has now lost all the characteristics of a living human body. The reason why he is still alive is because his consciousness is maintained by ghosts.

This is alien.

It does not belong to living people, nor to ghosts.

"So you can't stop this kind of attack, including Feng Quan." Yang Jian said.

Xiong Wenwen jumped out: "What about me, Father Bear? I will definitely be fine if I draw a lucky draw, Xiao Yang, are you right?"

"Do you want to try it?" Yang Jian glanced at him.

Xiong Wenwen immediately retracted his head: "I don't want it."

Whoever dares to try this thing will lose his life if he gets out of it.

"According to this kind of killing pattern, as long as you don't sit on the red wooden bench, nothing will happen. Then the threat level of this supernatural incident should not be high. You only need to warn the people in the building to avoid being killed by the evil ghost. "Huang Ziya said.

"So you shouldn't have a headache."

"Yeah, yes, Father Bear thinks so too." Xiong Wenwen nodded.

Yang Jian said: "The ghosts are resurrecting, the number of red wooden benches is increasing, and the pattern of killings will also change. Don't think of supernatural events so simply."

"That's right, so what should we do next? The bell of the ancient house is still ringing, and school hours should continue. Someone has controlled the pendulum clock and is restarting the dangerous time period in the ancient house. That is to say, every time the ancient house clock The sound represents a restart, and it also means that the number of ghosts in the ancient house will increase."

"Within a few hours of this going on, the number of ghosts in the ancient mansion will reach a very alarming level, and Dadong City will also suffer an unimaginable horrific disaster."

Tong Qian frowned, with a worried look on her face.

Although Li Jun and Wang Chaling had already gone to stop it, the fact that the bell did not stop now showed that things were not going smoothly.

"I know, so I plan to take you out of here." Yang Jian said.

Feng Quandao: "What about the red wooden bench incident?"

"If you can handle it, handle it. If you can't handle it, leave it alone for the time being. Let's talk about everything after tonight. If the ancient house gets out of control, it won't be the only one who is in danger. In short, I will take you out of here first."

Yang Jian said.

He peered around with his ghostly eyes and noticed that there were more and more red wooden benches in this building.

Originally there were only a few in corners and aisles, but now they can be seen almost everywhere.

The signs of supernatural erosion of the building are becoming more and more obvious.

If they continue to stay here, Yang Jian's team may be in danger.

"Should ordinary people in the building evacuate with us?" Tong Qian suddenly asked.

Yang Jian said: "No, it's best to let them stay here and not move around until we finish dealing with the things outside."

"Why is this?" Tong Qian asked.

Feng Quan didn't know when he lit a cigarette and started smoking: "I'm worried that once the people disperse, the ghosts in the building will also be taken out. Then the impact will be greater."

"It's true that we can't control the entire building. They won't listen to us." Huang Ziya said aside.

"We can't control everyone, but that thing will help us." Yang Jian pointed to the red wooden stool.

"What do you think are the chances that an ordinary person would make it out of this building alive without help from people like us?"

Tong Qian said: "If ordinary people are targeted by ghosts, they will almost certainly die, but it is not ruled out that some people are not targeted by ghosts."

"If you're not being targeted by ghosts, it won't matter if you leave this building, but we can't interfere in this process." Yang Jian said.

"I understand." Tong Qian was silent for a moment.

This is indeed the best way.

If they take away the entire building by force, maybe the ghost will follow someone out of here.

So for these people, they can either stay here for one night and wait until the affairs of the ancient house outside are over before dealing with this place, or they can find a way to leave on their own.

Because people who are targeted by ghosts will never be able to leave, so those who can leave must be clean people.

"But in order to prevent things from getting out of control, I have an emergency method. Without further ado, let's leave here first." Yang Jian started to take action again.

He took Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Xiong Wenwen, Huang Ziya, and Guitong to evacuate the building.

The red wooden bench blocking the road seemed to block Yang Jian's ghost realm, and he could only leave here through the most common method.

Take the elevator.

However, what is very unfriendly is that all the elevators in the building are out of order.

Some supernatural force interfered with the wiring, causing the elevator to trigger the safety device and get stuck on a certain floor.

Everyone can only take the safe passage.

It's just that the floor is too high. If you go down this level, you don't know how long it will take you to reach it.

"Feng Quan." Yang Jian stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked down.

He saw a lot of red wooden benches in the stairwell. Those red wooden benches were placed on the stairs like that, on every floor, and there were more and more of them as they went down. It felt like they were blocking everyone's way.

"I'll give it a try." Feng Quan understood what Yang Jian was going to say.

Yang Jian's ghost realm was interfered with, but his ghost realm was not necessarily the same.

Everyone's ghost realm is different, and the effects of different environments will also be different.

Feng Quan's expression moved slightly.

Thick fog gradually drifted across the entire floor.

The fog got bigger and bigger, gradually submerging everyone's figures, and then the thick fog gradually disappeared. The people who were standing there also disappeared with the disappearance of the thick fog.

The fog is sinking.

From the top floor all the way downstairs.

"My ghost realm has also been affected. The red wooden bench is like a wall. Even the ghost mist can block it, but it seems that the blockage is not complete enough. I can still have some areas for movement, but this effect As the floors go down, it becomes more and more powerful.”

In the thick fog, Feng Zhen's figure was looming.

At the same time, the scenery in the thick fog is also changing rapidly.

"This means that the supernatural invaded from downstairs, but we who were upstairs noticed it later." Yang Jian stood in the thick fog and analyzed.

"But it seems that the ghost has not completely sealed off the entire building. We can still get out of here."

His guess was correct.

The ghost mist sank from the tall building and finally stopped when it reached the lobby on the first floor of the building.

The fog cleared.

Yang Jian, Feng Quan and others appeared.

Everyone immediately looked around and became subconsciously alert.

"No wonder the elevator stopped, it turned out to be stuck here."

Yang Jian looked back and saw that several elevator doors were open at the moment, and the lights inside were flashing.

And in that elevator.

Red wooden benches filled the entire elevator like scattered building blocks.

At the same time, there were several corpses twisted and stuffed into the gaps between the stools.

It was an ordinary person in this building who suffered a supernatural attack and died in the elevator.

But at this moment, everyone's eyes were not on the broken elevator, but on the lobby.

The originally empty hall was filled with people at some point.

No.

It should be filled with corpses.

Each corpse sat upright and stiff on a red wooden bench, with strange skin color and lifeless appearance.

The corpse's sitting posture was very strange. It was not sitting in the middle of the stool, but sitting on the side. It seemed that it had deliberately given up another position, and it was unknown who could sit there.

"Sure enough, the supernatural has undergone some kind of change. It seems like the ghost wants to invite us to sit down."

Feng Quan took a slight breath, and his already ugly face became even more gloomy.

"I feel like these red stools are blocking the road. They have been like this since before, blocking our way, not letting us leave, and deliberately trapping us in this place." Tong Qian said.

Xiong Wenwen shrank behind Yang Jian: "Who is going to explore the way ahead?"

Got here.

The ghost realm has been unable to spread out. The nearby red wooden benches block the extension of the ghost realm. If you want to leave, you can only kick these red wooden stools away and leave through the main entrance.

Everyone looked at him.

"Don't look at me, I'm not going." Xiong Wenwen said.

"Maybe you should predict and see what will happen if you rush in directly." Huang Ziya said.

Xiong Wenwen said: "It is inaccurate to use supernatural powers to predict supernatural events that have not yet occurred. Don't blame me if any emergencies arise."

It's not that he can't predict, but the accuracy of directly predicting the results of supernatural events cannot be guaranteed. Yang Jian has tried this before at the Caesar Hotel.

Therefore, most of Xiong Wenwen's predictions are about predicting the life and death of the ghost controller, and judging whether there is danger nearby and whether ghosts exist through the personal life and death of the ghost controller.

Therefore, his prediction needs to be carried out through the medium of human beings.

It's a bit difficult to predict other ghosts out of thin air.

"Let it explore its path."

Yang Jian himself was very steady and not reckless. He pointed at the ghost boy who tilted his head and slapped his bare feet.

"This is a good method." Others nodded in agreement.

Everyone knows that the ghost boy wears a ghost shroud.

That ghost shroud is not only a ghost, but also a terrifying supernatural object. A living person can resist the attacks of evil spirits by wearing it, but as a price, not only will he not be able to take it off for a lifetime, but he will also be eroded, and finally become a ghost wearing a shroud. Fierce ghost.

So Yang Jian put this ghost shroud on the ghost boy.

It is precisely because of this that no ghost has caused harm to the ghost boy so far.

"Go forward and leave this building." Yang Jian gave the order to Ghost Boy.

As a special existence that cannot be explained, the ghost boy is not only weird as a ghost, but also has some characteristics of a living person, but it will not hesitate to respond to Yang Jian's orders.

So give the order.

The ghost boy immediately ran towards the door of the building with bare feet.

He jogged all the way without stopping or hesitating because of the rows of corpses sitting on strange red wooden benches in front of him.

Everyone looked at the ghost boy, waiting for something to happen.