Mysterious resurgence

"Huh~!"

On an inconspicuous roof in Zhongzhou City, a white candle was lit, emitting black firelight and casting a shadow over the surrounding area.

The candlelight flickered, and it seemed like there was a heavy rain all around. Everything around the house was soaked in stagnant water. Although the sun was still rising in the sky, it did not prevent some incomprehensible supernatural being from invading reality.

It’s not just rain.

A few corpses surfaced from the water from time to time, but the corpses quickly sank to the bottom of the water and could not float on the water.

This is not the only case.

There is a white ghost candle lit in each of the four directions of the city, east, west, north and south.

This is what Yang Jian asked Feng Quan to do.

Because of the increase in the number of ghost candles, the supernatural phenomena in the city have become more and more serious, and the number of corpses appearing in the water is also increasing.

But Yang Jian found a dead body at this moment.

This was a drowned person, sunk in a pool of water. The turbid water concealed the truth of the body, but under his ghostly eyes, the body hidden in the water was clearly visible.

He came to the corpse, covered in ghostly shadows, holding a golden splitting spear, and remained silent.

The medium has been triggered.

Yang Jian's ghost domain covers the city, looking for traces of this man's life activities.

"Aren't you in this city?"

This was the fifth corpse he was looking for. The other corpses were beyond his sight. Although the medium was triggered, there was nothing he could do because they were too far away.

"Next body."

Yang Jian disappeared here and came to another direction in the city, where there was also a ghost candle lit by Feng Quan.

The paranormal phenomena around us are already very serious.

Yang Jian immediately found the sixth corpse. This was the corpse of a middle-aged man. He had no clothes on him. He didn't know what he was doing when he died.

Covered in ghosts, holding a spear, the medium triggers again.

this moment.

The sight of this middle-aged man suddenly appeared in his ghostly sight.

"Found it. This man is from Zhongzhou City. By following the media he left behind during his lifetime, I can grasp all his movement tracks. As long as I determine the location of his last accident, I can roughly judge the murder pattern of Ghost Lake." Yang He secretly thought in his heart.

He's looking for clues in the dead.

However, the dead man has been dead for a while. He has no way to invade the dead man's body and steal memories. The only things he can steal are the memories of living people and the memories of people who have just died.

next moment.

In Yang Jian's ghost realm, a huge shadow suddenly covered the ground.

The sky was scarlet and the ground was pitch black.

The ghost realm of ghost eyes and the ghost realm of ghost shadows form a more special world.

There are no secrets in the city and everything is under control.

Yang Jian only targeted this middle-aged man as a medium.

But in fact, everyone who had lived in this city before appeared before his eyes. These people were not living people, they were all media, without exception.

With his unique vision, he quickly grasped the entire life trajectory of this middle-aged man, as well as his location at the last moment of his life.

"I have found the clues, Feng Quan, extinguished all the ghost candles." Yang Jian said, and his voice reached Feng Quan's ears.

"Okay, I'll put out the ghost candle right now."

Feng Quan didn't have any dissatisfaction. He felt that it was a good thing for him to start off like this. At least he didn't have to face S-level supernatural events.

Yang Jian disappeared again.

At this moment, he appeared in one of the rooms in a high-end hotel in Zhongzhou City.

The room was filled with ghosts.

The medium continues to trigger.

Yang Jian saw all kinds of people who had been in and out of the hotel room, including couples, lovers, and students. But those media were not important to him. He had already found the middle-aged man.

A casual wave.

So the medium disappeared in the ghost realm, leaving only that person.

The medium of this middle-aged man appeared in this room, on the balcony, in the bathroom, and in the toilet.

However, in the end Yang Jian stared at the moldy big bed in front of him.

The middle-aged man's last medium was left on the bed.

The middle-aged man in the medium maintains a fixed posture, with his eyes open and reaching for the air, like a drowning man trying desperately to surface and breathe air.

Yang Jian walked around the bed, observing the middle-aged man's last medium from different positions.

"There was no water, but he was drowned. He died on the bed, not in the toilet or a place where water could come into contact. In other words, the killing pattern of Ghost Lake is not actually closely related to water. "

"The turbid water is just a trace left by the murder, not the source of the supernatural."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

He felt that everyone had fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that the ghost lake was really a lake. In fact, the lake was just a surface phenomenon, just like blood was shed on the ground after a person was killed. The water may be just a phenomenon, not the source.

"A person is lying in bed, so what can he do to trigger the ghost's killing pattern?"

Yang Jian felt that he was very close to the answer.

But not quite yet.

He was just a little short of finding the ghost lake.

"Sleeping? No, probably not. If you will be targeted by the ghosts in the ghost lake while sleeping, then no one in Zhongzhou City will survive, and everyone in other cities will definitely be killed by the ghosts in the ghost lake." Yang Jian quickly denied this speculation.

It's not a ghost dream incident in my hometown.

The ghost dream incident is that you will be stared at by ghosts while sleeping.

Yang Jian wandered around the room, thinking too.

He looked at the faucet in the toilet.

I opened it casually and took a look.

There is still water in the faucet. Now open it and the tap water flows out, but the water is very turbid and gives off a fishy smell, which is the same as the stagnant water on the street before.

Yang Jian peeked with ghostly eyes.

I felt that there was something else in the water.

He reached out and grabbed it.

It was actually a black hair.

This is no ordinary hair, it seems to have some kind of supernatural power.

"It's somewhat similar to the ghost hair on Huang Ziya's body, but it's not ghost hair, it's just some kind of hair soaked in supernatural aura." Yang Jian pulled it casually, and the hair broke.

If it is ghost hair, it cannot be broken by strength.

Yang Jian pondered.

But then I looked at the medium left by the middle-aged man on the bed and found that the medium left by this man was the handprints on the bed, not the footprints on the ground.

Something seemed to come to mind.

He immediately knelt down and took a look.

Under the bed, there was actually a basin for soaking feet, with turbid water remaining in it.

"This middle-aged man was soaking his feet next to the bed before he died."

Yang Jian immediately narrowed his eyes: "I see, contact with the cursed lake is a prerequisite, but just by contacting it we shouldn't be killed, otherwise we would have been targeted by ghosts after being soaked in the water for so long. .”

"So a second condition is needed."

Fill the basin with water and place it next to a chair.

Then the charlatan's supernatural powers appear.

A person appeared directly in front of him.

His name was Wang Shan, and he was a messenger who died in the post office.

Yang Jian feels that it is better to let experienced people do the supernatural investigation.

"Look at your actions, Wang Shan, don't let me down."

next moment.

Wang Shan, who was standing still, suddenly opened his eyes. He woke up and looked at Yang Jian.

Wang Shan was very calm. He nodded, then sat on the chair, soaked his feet in the basin, and let the cold and turbid water soak them.

"As I thought, if you just soak it it will be fine."

Yang Jian thought to himself: "Then what is the other remaining condition?"

"You keep trying. The conditions are already under control. All that's left is the last bit."

"Understood." Wang Shan's face was calm, not afraid of life or death.

He is no longer who he was before. Yang Jian has modified his memory. Now Wang Shan is just a tool, responsible for triggering Li Gui's killing pattern and helping Yang Jian find the truth and secrets.

While things are going well here, others are not lagging behind.

In a quiet residential building, the paper man Liu San, who was covered with a dead body, was no longer calm at this moment, but was struggling and twisting. Now he was discovering the truth of the supernatural, and his body was disturbed, but the secret was there. In front of my eyes, I will soon discover that although the process is a bit unsatisfactory, the result is very good.

Zhongzhou City in another supernatural world.

Shen Lin experienced the life of a young man. His life was about to come to an end. In ten minutes, the young man would be killed by Ghost Lake.

Once dead, Shen Lin will know everything.

Only Li Jun and A Hong's actions were not going smoothly.

Li Jun couldn't find any clues and had to squat on the roadside, frowning and smoking, with a satellite positioning mobile phone next to him.