Chapter 146 Lost Yang Jian, awakened memory
"Puff!"
The sound of coffin nails penetrating flesh and blood came out.
However, just when Yang Jian was pulling out the coffin nails, his movements suddenly stopped.
“Woooooo!”
Inexplicably, Yang Jian suddenly heard a strange cry.
This does not seem to come from the cries of the filial ghosts outside, but a cry that comes from a deeper place.
The sound was strange, like a ghost whimpering, with a strong sense of sadness.
"No! The sound seems to be ringing in my mind."
Suddenly, Yang Jian's expression paused, and the music that kept lingering in his mind disappeared unknowingly. It was replaced by a strange cry.
The kind of music that exists in Yang Jian's memory is the music box music that Yang Jian controlled when he became an alien.
That kind of music contains a curse and can protect people from dying within a certain period of time.
Generally, the music lingering in Yang Jian's memory can also protect Yang Jian's consciousness to a certain extent.
However, just now, this kind of music disappeared, which shows that the protection of Yang Jian from the music box has been broken unknowingly.
“Were you invaded by that weird crying sound?”
Yang Jian's face was ugly. He should have blocked out the crying when he was fighting, but this kind of crying still appeared in his mind.
With the crying, the picture in Yang Jian's mind became more and more real, and a memory that did not exist began to replace the picture of the real world in his sight.
Yang Jian tried to use his own supernatural powers to resist this invasion, but now he couldn't even speak, let alone using his supernatural powers.
Some kind of completely powerless supernatural being is appearing from the depths of his memory, replacing him.
There was even a soaked pale mourning dress on Yang Jian's body. Sadness appeared on his face and his body became pale.
It's just that because Yang Jian's body is now a ghost, Yang Jian is not really replaced even in this situation, and he can still have a brief stalemate with this unknown supernatural being.
However, the next moment.
Yang Jian's eyes suddenly went completely dark, and his blurred vision did not know when another dark scene appeared.
I don’t know if that’s what the eyes see? It’s still the picture the brain sees.
Looking at the darkness that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the strange mourning hall that appeared in the depths of the darkness, Yang Jian stopped all his movements, not daring to act rashly.
The appearance of the mourning hall in the supernatural event of the red and white demons is really too weird.
"Woooooo!"
Weird cries echoed in the darkness. Even if Yang Jian tried his best to control himself not to act, after hearing these cries, Yang Still, a strong curiosity arose in my heart for no reason.
He walked along the darkness. It was clear that the darkness was extremely strange. The only thing he could see clearly was the mourning hall in front of him, and the surroundings were completely unclear.
But every time Yang Jian moved forward, he seemed to be able to step on the ground accurately.
As he advanced step by step, Yang Jian soon arrived outside the mourning hall. ‘
“Whose mourning hall is this?”
With this curiosity, Yang Jian glanced around the mourning hall.
Then a strange scene appeared.
Originally, the mourning hall seemed deserted with only one mourner, but suddenly a figure appeared unknowingly.
"So familiar people"
Yang Jian looked at these figures with thoughts in his eyes. He seemed to have seen them before, but he seemed to have never seen them before.
"By the way. That's Wang Shan."
Deep in his mind, a long-standing memory emerged in Yang Jian's mind. When he looked at one of the faces carefully, he suddenly remembered the identity of the other party.
"And this person is Yingying, this is Liu Chuang, and this is Wang Meng"
As Yang Jian's eyes continued to look at each individual figure, he carefully looked at their faces. After seeing the specific appearance, he quickly remembered the identities of these figures.
"We used to seem to have a good relationship, but why did our relationship become so good? Why did we interact?"
Yang Jian looked at the figures around the mourning hall, I couldn't help but have some doubts in my heart.
He could feel that the relationship between these people and him was so good that they were indistinguishable from each other, but for some reason, he just couldn't remember what relationship he had with them.
It's like, this kind of relationship is inexplicably good, it's just a good relationship, close to each other.
Yang Jian glanced at the figures outside the mourning hall, and soon noticed the person carrying him in the mourning hall.
"Whose family member is this dead?"
Yang Jian had such a question in his heart, but soon he said a few words inexplicably: "Red and white evil spirits, Zhang Hao? "
After seeing the mourner with his back turned to him in the mourning hall, Yang Jian suddenly found that the figures around him became clearer.
It was like, at this moment, he truly saw what the world looked like and officially integrated into this dark world, and the darkness no longer obscured his vision.
Yang Jian instinctively wanted to walk into the mourning hall to see whose funeral it was.
But before going in, he suddenly looked back at the people behind him.
However, at this glance, Yang Jian was stunned again.
These figures are not living people standing there at all, but huge black and white portraits.
The Wang Shan and the eagle he saw before were just the people in the black and white portraits.
"I see, yes, they are all dead. I am mourning the best brothers of mine."
Yang Jian seemed to remember, he looked deep into the mourning hall, where There is a black and white portrait.
The appearance of the portrait was a little vague at first, like that of a young man, but as Yang Jian looked carefully, he soon discovered that it was his own portrait.
“By the way, we are all dead.”
“We are all together, we are a group, and all of us in this group died on the same day, the same minute, and the same second. ”
"It's just that they died miserably and didn't even leave their bodies, so I can only bury our group."
Yang Jian seemed to have thought of everything, and when he opened his eyes again By that time, everything in front of me had already changed.
The person kneeling in front of the coffin has turned into Yang Jian at some point. He is wearing pale mourning clothes, kneeling in front of the coffin and crying continuously.
Unconsciously, tears had already soaked into Yang Jian's body.
Behind the coffin, there are densely packed black and white portraits.
The black-and-white and colorless portraits of Yang Jian, Yingying, Wang Shan, and Liu Chuang were neatly placed behind the dark coffin, which looked particularly strange.
These portraits, including the portrait of Yang Jian himself, all looked cold, but their eyes were strangely focused on the mourning Yang Jian.
As these people watch, the mourners are constantly changing.
Sometimes the person crying in mourning is Yang Jian, sometimes the person kneeling in front of the coffin crying is an eagle, and sometimes it becomes Wang Shan.
“What’s going on?”
real world.
With the combined efforts of the captains, although it took some time, there was still no problem in solving these filial piety ghosts.
After dealing with the filial piety ghosts in the square, just when Han Mo was about to deal with the last filial piety ghost, everyone discovered something unusual about Yang Jian.
"I don't know! Maybe he was attacked by the source ghost?"
Cao Yang walked around Yang Jian, who was wearing pale mourning clothes and had strange skin. He had lost all color, and he was almost regarded as a filial ghost by Han Mo just now.
If he hadn't noticed the golden spear in Yang Jian's hand, he would have been attacked at this time.
“Look here! Maybe it’s because of the ghost lake.”
Liu San found the wet mourning clothes lying on a puddle of water.
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but feel solemn.
“Yang Jian controlled 40% of the ghost lake’s supernatural beings, and the other 60% of the ghost lake’s supernatural beings should have been controlled by Bai Sha.”
Cao Yang spoke in a deep voice. He was relatively familiar with this supernatural event.
"The corpse water on those filial piety ghosts just now was formed by the water of the ghost lake."
"If this is the case, the supernatural contact between the two ghost lakes, wouldn't Yang Jian be affected now? Ghost Lake has invaded?" Liu San looked a little solemn.
Although he didn't have many encounters with Ghost Lake, he still remembered the horror of this ghost.
"This is not the worst. If Yang Jian is also controlled by Bai Sha, then he may also turn into a new filial piety ghost and attack us."
He Yin'er looked at Yang Jian's situation and came to this conclusion.
Are you kidding? Yang Jian, the law enforcement captain, became a filial piety ghost? This conclusion seems absurd to everyone, but after careful observation, we have to be sure that this thing may happen.
"Then, do we want to restrain him? After all, Yang Jian has really recovered, and that will not be easy to deal with." Li Leping said solemnly.
"Let's wait. I don't think Yang Jian will fall so easily." Liu San shook his head at this time.
"When we faced Ghost Lake, we also encountered Yang Jian being invaded."
"At that time, Shen Lin was controlled by Ghost Lake and invaded Yang Jian for some special reasons, but in the end Nothing happened to Yang Jian."
"It can indeed wait." Li Jun nodded in agreement.
"I just noticed that Yang Jian was followed by a big wolf dog, and now the wolf dog has disappeared."
"Maybe giving Yang Jian some time can solve this problem."
Sister Hong looked at the conversation and didn't speak, she just looked at it.
As for the big black dog, Sister Hong certainly knows what it is.
"I didn't expect that ghosts can be so controlled. Sure enough, Zhang Dong is right. Let future generations go their own way and they can indeed take different paths."
Sister Hong's heart Thinking like this, she suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and her expression became wary.
At this time, the other captains seemed to be aware of the changes around them and stopped observing Yang Jian.
"Something is approaching, is it a red and white evil spirit?"
He Yin'er holds a stick of incense in his hand, ready to light it at any time and start summoning spirits.
Cao Yang was holding a lit red candle in his hand. The fire on the candle was burning fiercely, which represented the danger at this moment.
In the dim, colorless city, the cries have become sparse at some point. Only occasionally one or two screams can be heard, but they disappear immediately.
However, in this seemingly peaceful situation, the violent burning of the ghost candle shows the danger hidden in the dark.
Next to Sister Hong, four puppets appeared at some point.
Although the faces of these puppets looked lifelike, they just stood there blankly and did not move. They seemed to be missing something crucial.
“Ding Dong!”
In the empty and silent city, the sound of an iron piece falling to the ground came out.
Everyone was attracted by the sound at this moment and looked towards the direction of the sound, which was the direction of Sister Hong.
"That's a copper coin? But what's the use of it?"
All the captains had puzzled looks in their eyes.
However, at this moment, a strange scene appeared.
I don’t know when, a person suddenly appeared next to the copper coin, bending down to pick up the copper coin.
The man's skin was pale and colorless, he was wearing a mourning dress, a face covering on his head, and he was holding a big bone stick.
His appearance seemed to make the surrounding environment much darker, making it even harder to see the other person's appearance.
But even so, everyone recognized each other's identity immediately.
"This is the white demon among the red and white demons!"
"Take action!"
Although I don't know why this ghost will appear at this time, and Bend down to pick up this copper coin.
But these captains have grown up step by step, so naturally they will not miss the opportunity.
Gloomy green will-o'-the-wisps poured out of Li Jun's face like nothing, and spread to the white figure in front of him.
The strong wind blew up at this moment, trying to blow up Bai Sha who was bending down to pick up the coins, prolonging the time it took for him to pick up the copper coins.
The incense accompanied by the faint smell of corpse appeared at this moment, and He Yin'er lit the first incense to summon souls.
Black smoke came out of Li Leping's body, and he suddenly appeared behind Bai Sha who was picking up copper coins in front of him.
On the ground, strange and unclear figures appeared one after another. These figures rushed towards the white evil in front of them with some unknown curse.
Countless paper figures walked out from all over the city, preparing to attack the White Sha ahead.
In just a few moments, these captains had already launched more than a dozen attacks against Bai Sha.
At the same time, the four puppets beside Sister Hong suddenly and strangely turned into eight at this time.
The cold gust of wind caused Zhang Hao, who was about to pick up the copper coins, to pause for a moment. However, at this moment, the green will-o'-the-wisp ignited his body.
Then some kind of fatal supernatural power appeared from behind and acted on Zhang Hao.
This is Li Leping's supernatural power. If a ghost is looking for someone, he will die if he is found.
Then, there were those strange figures with unclear faces. They rushed towards Zhang Hao one by one. Each figure represented a terrorist attack.
Then, one by one, the paper figures came over. These paper figures stood together, superimposing some kind of terrifying supernatural force. At a certain moment, they launched a unified attack and began to erode Zhang Hao's body.
Under this heavy attack, Zhang Hao just picked up the copper coins and stopped moving. He seemed to have lost his movement.
"Succeeded?"
He Yin'er stared ahead with doubts in his eyes.
This was an attack launched by six captains at the same time, and the superimposed effect can be imagined.
"Although I would also like to say that it has been suppressed, judging from the current situation, I am afraid it is not the case. The red evil has not appeared yet, and the white evil has not restarted."
Liu San's voice With dignity.
Unlike He Yin'er, He Yin'er didn't know much about the red and white evil spirits because he spent half a year in the lake.
Although He Yin'er hated the red and white demons later on, they never fought against them.
As for Liu San, he had already attacked him together with Han Mo when the Red and White Demons first appeared.
He knows very well what is most difficult to deal with the red and white evil spirits, and that is the mutual restart between the two evil spirits.
The restarted supernatural power has not yet been used, and it is absolutely impossible for Bai Sha to be suppressed.
Whether it is a white evil spirit or a red evil spirit, they both have extremely strong supernatural powers, and they also have their own means of restarting.
With the superposition of these supernatural restarts, the red and white evil spirits can truly be called infinite restarts.
Sure enough, at the moment when his voice just fell.
The skin on Bai Sha's body became much pale again, and the black and white colorless supernatural began to invade everything around him in a state that was incomprehensible to everyone.
This kind of invasion is far more terrifying than the invasions in other parts of the city.
If other places were invaded by black and white ghosts, they lost their color and fell into a special state.
The one who was invaded by Bai Sha was in an even weirder situation.
The green will-o'-the-wisp fire was still burning fiercely on Bai Sha's body, as if he was completely using Bai Sha as firewood for his own burning.
However, the next moment, the green will-o'-the-wisp began to transform into ashes.
Like some non-existent supernatural being, at this moment, the green flames burned by the will-o'-the-wisp were rendered into gray-white flames.
The violent wind carrying the smell of corpses was still blowing, trying to blow up the white evil spirits.
However, at this moment, Bai Sha stood motionless. As the dark wind continued to blow through his mourning clothes, the sound of the wind gradually became weird at this moment.
It seems that in the strong wind, there is a group of invisible and strange figures crying in the wind, and intermittent crying sounds come from the wind.
Li Leping behind him was holding onto Bai Sha, but just as Li Leping's palm came into contact with Bai Sha, something strange and supernatural was invading his body.
As Li Leping's hands began to turn black and white, until half of his body had turned black and white.
A memory that did not belong to him was emerging in his mind.
That memory seemed to exist deep in his consciousness. It seemed to be a memory that Li Leping had forgotten due to some reasons after he became a ghost controller.
In that memory, Li Leping even remembered his own name again.
Li Leping is just a pseudonym after he became a ghost controller.
Because he controlled the Forgotten Ghost, he forgot his past, so he named himself Li Leping.
The meaning is, happiness and destiny, a peaceful life.
A rare confusion appeared in Li Leping's eyes. That memory was something he had experienced before, and it was also the reason why he became a ghost controller, but he had forgotten it because he was too desperate.
That was the memory of a funeral. Li Leping became a ghost controller because he met the Forgotten Ghost after attending that funeral.
As the memory becomes clearer, Li Leping's eyes sometimes look weird, sometimes normal, like a madman who has gone crazy.
He kept muttering in his mouth, the clothes on his body were being replaced by white mourning clothes, and half of the wet mourning clothes had appeared on half of his body.
"I remembered, everything came to mind. My original name was Zhang Hao!"
(End of this chapter)