Chapter 43 Re-entering No. 7 Middle School
"Yang Jian, help me take off that mask, I can't jump so high."
Wan Hao pointed to the mask he liked and said.
Yang Jian did not refuse. The headless ghost stood up again, stretched his body, and took off the smiling mask.
Seeing this mask, Yang Jian thought of another person in charge of the headquarters-Grimace Tong Qian!
The grimace on this mask is very similar to Tong Qian's, but different.
Yang Jian raised the corner of his mouth and said, "There shouldn't be anything left to take, right?"
"Hurry up and take the nails in the coffin and leave. I will go home after finishing this job. Take my mother over, find a girlfriend or something, and never come into contact with supernatural events again.”
Wan Hao also smiled when he heard this, patted Yang Jian’s shoulder and took the mask.
“Okay, remember to treat me to a wedding banquet when the time comes!”
The conversation between the two was very strange, but neither of them noticed anything unusual.
Wang Xiaoming, who had been communicating with the two of them, and the important personnel at the temporary base outside Dachang City had solemn expressions.
Wan Hao and Yang Jian actually said such words at this time!
It is rare, if not impossible, for this to happen to ghost masters!
Ghost controllers have been corrupted by powerful ghosts, and few of them still retain the idea of getting married and having children.
Not to mention the current situation the two of them are in.
"Wanhao! Yang Jian! You have been affected by something!"
A sharp shout rang from the satellite phone on Yang Jian's chest, and it was Wang Xiaoming's voice!
The two were stunned, and Wan Hao immediately looked at the mask in his hand. After regaining consciousness, Wan Hao quickly put the mask into the gold box.
Yang Jian also knew what happened just now, and he frowned at this time.
‘Gan! Are you affected as soon as you take it off? Sure enough, it is the same type of ghost as the mask on Nan Singer. It can affect a person's emotions unconsciously...'
Neither Wan Hao nor Yang Jian mentioned just now Regarding the matter, Yang Jian stepped forward again, wrapped a section of the coffin nail with the few remaining gold foil, held the coffin nail in his hand and pulled it out hard!
At this time, Yang Jian holds the hope of millions of people in Dachang City in his hands!
"Let's go, get out of here before this thing moves." Marriott said, taking everything.
Yang Jian also nodded. The ghost eyes on his forehead emitted red light and enveloped the two of them, and disappeared in an instant.
The two appeared again on a communications building.
Yang Jian did not take Wanhao directly to No. 7 Middle School, but planned to make a new plan with Wanhao.
Yang Jian put away the ghost realm, and Wanhao also placed the body bag filled with bone branches and two gold boxes on the ground.
"Now that we have the coffin nails, we have the possibility of imprisoning the starving ghosts, but now the starving ghosts may have undergone other changes..." Yang Jian said solemnly.
Wan Hao also knew that Yang Jian was talking about Zhao Kaiming's ghost. Zhao Kaiming had said before that his ghost wanted to starve the ghost's body.
Wan Hao said nothing, waiting for Yang Jian's next words.
"Zhao Kaiming's ghosts probably have their own wisdom. When the time comes to contact the starving ghosts, they may do something to induce us to attack. I need you to help me block the attack. I will directly do it when I find an opportunity. Nail it!"
Yang Jian looked at his headless ghost, but when he came into contact with the headless ghost, the headless ghost had used some fake models to make Yang Jian and Severely use the power of the devil.
Wan Hao nodded when he heard this. He recalled the scene of Zhao Kaiming's body rotting and dripping with corpse water after being attacked by his ghost hands.
At that time, Zhao Kaiming recovered strangely after taking action, and he did not look like he had been attacked at all...
Wanhao was silent for a while and said: "I don't know how many ghosts the starving ghost has eaten now, and I don't know its ability, but I feel that Zhao Kaiming's ghost is very simple!"
After a pause, Wanhao said again: " It’s like...like I have mastered the power of time..."
When Yang Jian heard this, he also remembered the scene at that time.
“No matter what, we need to imprison the starving ghosts. No matter what abilities Zhao Kaiming’s ghosts have, we have to contact them. We can’t just let them go. There are ghosts in you. If you can’t handle it then, Just light the ghost candle."
Wan Hao also nodded.
Now they are the only two people in Dachang City who are qualified to contact the starving ghosts. If they shrink back, millions of people will die!
Marriott left some unimportant things on the rooftop of the building, except for two ghost candles.
This building is very strange. There is no stairs to the rooftop. Marriott is not worried about someone taking things away.
And Yang Jian once again took out the box containing the scapegoat doll.
A little blood was dripped on the scapegoat doll's head, but the golden needles on the scapegoat doll were not removed. The golden needles still restricted the scapegoat doll.
Yang Jian also placed the scapegoat on the rooftop, and the ghost eyes on his forehead once again emitted scarlet light, covering the two of them.
Soon, Wan Hao and Yang Jian arrived at the gate of No. 7 Middle School.
Wan Hao is holding a ghost candle made of blood, while Yang Jian is holding a rusty coffin nail.
The No. 7 Middle School in front of us has changed. The densely populated ghost slaves on the playground have disappeared!
Wan Hao thought of something, swallowed his saliva and said: "I remember that the starving ghost eats ghosts...did he eat all the ghost slaves?"
Wan Hao's words made Yang Jian tremble. He thought differently from Wan Hao
What he thought was that Zhao Kaiming's plan might have succeeded, and the starving ghost had left No. 7 Middle School.
Yang Jian frowned and said: "If it is really like what you said, the situation will be terrible..."
Yang Jian, who was densely packed with ghost slaves before, could see it. Any ghost master who comes here will die!
If the starving ghost really ate all the ghost slaves, with that amount of supernatural superposition, the starving ghost may have undergone unpredictable and terrifying changes!
"But no matter what, we have to go to No. 7 Middle School." Yang Jian said.
After saying that, he stopped talking and entered No. 7 Middle School directly holding the coffin nails in his hands.
Wan Hao also understands what Yang Jian means. No matter what happens to the starving ghost now, both of them must stand up now.
The two of them are now carrying the lives of everyone in Dachang City!
Wan Hao did not hesitate and kept up with Yang Jian.
Yang Jian opened all the ghost eyes he could use, and the ghost domain began to spread from a range of ten meters.
Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...
The thick blue-gray haze suppressed Yang Jian very seriously. In this case, Yang Jian's ghost realm could only reach One hundred meters.
The two of them walked to the playground where they had been before. The densely populated ghost slaves here had disappeared.
“Tap~tap~”
Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps in the distance, like a person wearing leather shoes passing by.
The blue-gray haze in No. 7 Middle School is thicker than other places and it is impossible for anyone to set foot at this time!
The person coming is definitely not a human, but... a ghost!
The sound was very far away and the haze was so thick that Wanhao could not see anything clearly. He could only look in the direction from which the sound came.
A figure gradually approached and walked into Yang Jian's ghost realm!
"No, that's not right! He didn't make a sound! There was someone else's footsteps!" (End of Chapter)