Chapter 406 The first contact failed (please subscribe, please collect, please monthly vote, please recommend votes)
As the headless ghost's out-of-control state ended, Yang Jian could immediately feel a cold breath Invading the body along the arms.
The entire hand has completely lost feeling, even touch and pain.
There is just a feeling of a foreign body that does not belong to me in my heart.
But the most bizarre thing was that when he tried to move his hand, this pale and strange palm could be controlled to move according to his own thoughts.
"Is this done? The next step is to steal the supernatural powers I need from Guizhao..."
Thinking like this, he then looked at the severed hand on the ground, which was originally the His limbs.
Yang Jian picked it up and put it in the box and put it away, not wanting to give up his original body.
At this time, Su Yuan suddenly turned around and said, "Are you ready?"
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then said, "Already ready."
"Very good, then you have to be careful next time to resist the first wave of ghost attacks!"
Yang Jian: "???"
Is this the case? Is it different from what was stated in the plan?
Didn’t you just say you wanted me to be in front?
Looking at Yang Jian's somewhat suspicious look, Su Yuan explained: "The two of us are standing together now and do not meet the conditions for being alone. Ghosts will not attack us, so we have to separate. Stand far away, so the number of ghosts on you will not be enough, so the ghosts will definitely attack you.”
"You don't have to do anything. You just need to wait and resist the first attack of the ghosts. Leave the rest to me? Is that okay?"
After listening to Su Yuan's words , Yang Jian's face darkened, and he suddenly felt the urge to curse.
Good guy, you should have said it earlier, and waited until it was time to take action. But now that my ghost hand has been replaced, you just told me...
At this moment, Yang Jian only felt that he had gotten into Su Yuan's black car, and the doors had been welded shut.
But there is nothing we can do.
Fortunately, he still had a scapegoat in his hand. If something was wrong, he still had a chance to save his life.
“Are you sure you can make it in time?”
“I’ll cover it! As long as you can’t resist the first few seconds of contact.”
For the sake of talking, what else can Yang Jian say?
He immediately walked to the edge helplessly.
The ghost difference does not require you to go too far to determine the conditions for a person to be alone. Often only a few meters of distance is enough.
And this distance is only about the size of a house.
Soon, Yang Jian left the range of a few meters from Su Yuan.
A horrific scene suddenly happened.
At this time, a faint corpse smell began to permeate the surrounding darkness, and at the same time, a heavy, rapid footsteps appeared around him.
The cold breath comes with the erosion of darkness, making people's hair stand on end and their whole body trembling.
Is the ghost coming?
Yang Jian subconsciously tensed up his body. The abnormalities around him, as well as the instinct of the ghost controller, all sent him a very dangerous signal
The ghosts were around him. And has already set his sights on himself.
However, before he could take any action to prevent being attacked,
In an instant, Yang Jian felt as if his neck was hung up by something.
Along with a strong sense of suffocation, terrifying power came from the darkness, directly hanging him in the air.
Damn it, it’s a ghost rope!
He struggled violently and reached out to touch his neck.
Soon he touched an old straw rope. It was rough and cold, just like the rope used by people to hang themselves in the past.
The ghost rope was restrained by the ghost shadow. Now that he still had ghost hands, Yang Jian stretched out his hand to pull it, trying to use his own ghost power to resist.
But the scary thing is that the ghost in the body seems to be completely silent at this moment, as if it has disappeared without any reaction.
Let yourself suddenly feel like an ordinary person.
"Mad! Where's Su Yuan, why don't you take action!"
Feeling the terrifying force coming from the ghost rope, Yang Jian's tongue was almost strangled and spit out. His face was red.
Speaking of which, this was not the first time that he had been strangled by a ghost rope.
The earliest time was when I met Wang Yue, the original owner of the ghost rope, in the ghost realm of the Knocker Ghost.
However, just when these irrelevant thoughts appeared in his mind.
Closely at hand, a pair of stiff, cold and black hands stretched out from the darkness, tore his clothes apart, and thrust into his flesh and blood.
It seems to be groping and searching.
This seemingly random groping has caused Yang Jian's body to be torn apart, his bones to be twisted, and he was in great pain.
Damn...
It's looking for the ghost in my body!
Seeing the hands quickly pull out of his body to take away his ghost eyes, Yang Jian immediately struggled to use the scapegoat.
But at this moment, time suddenly seemed to have stopped.
Yes, it really stopped.
Even Guizhan was the same. A pair of hands stopped in front of Yang Jian. There was only a few dozen centimeters between them, but it was difficult to step forward.
What happened?
Yang Jian was shocked to find that everything nearby was at a standstill, whether it was the ghosts in front of him or himself, everything was stagnant, and even he could not move. .
After realizing this, Yang Jian suddenly became depressed and wanted to vomit blood.
In this weird situation, only his thinking and his own ghost eyes seemed unaffected.
But the ghost eye was suppressed by the supernatural because of the ghost, and there was no way to open it.
However, I don’t know that because I have been eroded by the ghost eye, I have some characteristics of the ghost eye.
At such a close distance, I was able to see clearly the true appearance of the ghost.
It was a man who looked like a middle-aged man. He was wearing a shabby shirt. It was dirty and dark, with thick blood stains on it. The blood stains were rotten and gave off a smell like corpse odor. , at the same time, the exposed hands and feet were even more stiff and black.
Like a corpse that has been placed somewhere for a long time, it is in a state of being about to decay but not yet.
But on the ghost's shoulder, Yang Jian saw something in the shape of a coffin nail, which was exactly what Wang Xiaoming asked him to see before.
The thing seemed to have penetrated deep into the cold corpse, along the shoulders as if it had been inserted into the heart of the ghost.
Just the moment he saw it, Yang Jian felt his scalp numb.
Because the shape of the coffin nail made by Wang Xiaoming has almost disappeared, leaving only a black and conspicuous black mark, as if it has been integrated with the ghost's flesh and blood, no longer distinguishable from each other.
The ghost also spliced the coffin nails into his body?
Inexplicably, this horrifying thought flashed through Yang Jian's mind. (End of this chapter)