Mysterious resurgence

very quiet.

Yang Jian waited in Wang Xiaoming's office for a long time. From the beginning, there were strange movements around him, but now it seems that everything has fallen silent.

All sounds seemed to have disappeared.

The whole world cannot hear a single noise.

This is not good news.

Yang Jian stood up and looked downstairs through the glass window.

All the floors in the building were dark, like a long-abandoned, unpopular unfinished building. There seemed to be no living person except himself.

And the surrounding view is not very good.

The neighborhood is shrouded in black and blue haze, and you can't see very far away. Even the tall buildings on the opposite street can only barely make out a vague outline.

It seems that this hospital building is the only thing left in this world.

Yang Jian looked thoughtful and seemed to be hesitant.

But he didn't hesitate for long.

Soon, he made a decision.

Immediately, he turned around and left here, walking downstairs along the safe passage.

Sure enough, he still couldn't sit back and watch Wang Xiaoming and a group of people trapped and die on a certain floor.

Although I really don't want to go to the rescue, if these people die, then this supernatural incident will undoubtedly end in failure.

He was unwilling to do so, or maybe he didn't want to hand over the city and his own destiny to a ghost so easily. Although he wanted to stay out of it and protect himself, when he really came to this choice, Yang Jian found that he could actually There is only one way to go.

With that dry finger, he quickly walked downstairs, planning to make the final push.

The ghost has appeared and there is not much time left.

If it succeeds, this supernatural incident is likely to be solved. If it fails, Dachang City will be completely destroyed.

One floor, two floors, three floors. Yang Jian counted the floors he passed.

According to his deduction, since the surrounding sounds have disappeared, it is very likely that the ghosts in the entire hospital have gathered at Wang Xiaoming's side, and his side is safe for the time being.

But this kind of security shouldn't last long. Once Wang Xiaoming and others are dead, the ghost will most likely choose him as its next target.

Suddenly.

When passing the turning point of the stairs on a certain floor, Yang Jian stopped involuntarily.

"They're trapped on this level."

Although when he looked up, this floor was exactly the same as the other floors, without any difference, the ghost eyes dormant under his skin reacted.

This is the feeling between Li Gui and Li Gui.

Yang Jian walked out of the safe passage and went deep into this layer.

When he passed by two elevators, he found that the doors of the two elevators were always open. There were messy black and blue footprints left at the entrance of the elevator. These footprints seemed to be gathered together with the footprints elsewhere, heading towards this floor. The direction of a certain ward extends past.

The darkness there became more and more intense, and the haze condensed and gradually evolved into a deep darkness.

The feeling of ghost eyes under the skin became stronger and stronger.

He was certain that once he submerged into the darkness ahead, he would definitely encounter ghosts, and no one could tell what dangers he would encounter.

"There is no need to save resources at this time." Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he lit the ghost candle again.

The scarlet candle gave off an eerie candlelight.

The candlelight spread, illuminating the surroundings and reflecting a strange green color. This light dispelled the surrounding darkness and took away the cold and strange atmosphere.

"If we can't win this time using the Ghost Candle, then we will have no chance of winning again."

Taking a slight breath, Yang Jian quickly moved forward holding the ghost candle.

The further we go, the thicker the haze becomes.

The eerie candlelight was suppressed at this moment, and the area covered by the candlelight was rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, the candlelight could illuminate a range of five or six meters around, but now it was suppressed to a range of about three meters, and this distance continued to shrink as Yang Jian moved forward.

Crackling~!

The candle flame was beating violently, accelerating the burning speed, thereby erupting into a brighter fire, resisting the erosion of the surrounding darkness.

The faster the ghost candle burns, it means there must be a ghost nearby.

When Yang Jian walked about ten meters further, Guizhu's candlelight had already suppressed the surrounding area to about two meters.

The rich black-blue haze and the eerie green candlelight formed a clear boundary.

"At this burning speed, this candle will be completely burned out in ten minutes at most." Yang Jian glanced at the ghost candle in his hand and was secretly shocked.

But the next moment, when he took another step forward.

In the thick haze, an arm appeared in mid-air.

This arm passed through the area covered by candlelight and appeared in front of Yang Jian, but the other end of the arm was submerged in the darkness, making it impossible to see what was happening in front of him.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock~!"

The golden watch on this arm was still ticking, displaying the time accurately.

"It's the hand of a ghost controller." Yang Jian reacted immediately and hurriedly grabbed the arm.

He was certain that this was definitely not a ghost. If it were a ghost, it would not be possible for it to cross the candlelight and come to him.

There was no time to recall which person in the group had a gold watch in his hand. He just grabbed the arm and pulled it this way, trying to pull someone from the darkness closer to the area covered by the candlelight.

Only when you enter the range shrouded by the ghost candle can you be safe for the time being.

However, when he touched the arm, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

When the arm touched him, it grabbed him suddenly. It seemed that it felt the residual warmth in his hand, and knew that it was a human being. At this moment, it was pulling desperately, hoping to escape from some terrifying place and get rescue.

However, when Yang Jian pulled hard, he did not successfully bring a certain ghost controller closer to the range covered by the ghost candle. Instead, he staggered and almost fell.

Because the arm is disconnected.

Yang Jian grabbed the broken arm, his face became particularly ugly. He saw a row of neat and ferocious tooth marks on the wound of the broken arm.

It was as if it had been bitten off by something.

"Damn it." He stepped forward suddenly.

The gloom ahead was dispersed by candlelight.

Yang Jian did not find the owner of this broken arm, but judging from the distance of the arm, it was obvious that it was here.

The ghost master seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Dead?

Yang Jian's heart trembled slightly. Instead of being sad about someone's disappearance, he dropped the severed arm and continued to go deeper.

Along the way, he could vaguely see many silhouettes of human figures dormant in the haze around him, looking at him strangely. Some people tried to penetrate the darkness and poked the blue-black human face in to take a look, but when they came into contact with the ghost candle, But the light was quickly withdrawn, and there was no movement.

I can't imagine, without this ghost candle, God knows what kind of horror he would experience at this moment.

At this moment, the ghost candle burned faster.

At this speed, let alone ten minutes, even five minutes would be a bit reluctant.

"Blood?"

After walking a few steps further, Yang Jian saw blood stains scattered on the ground.

It was scarlet and bright, as if it had just been spilled, and there was still some flesh foam remaining next to the blood.

"You're a little late." Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.

The next moment, Wang Xiaoming walked in from the thick haze and submerged into the candlelight of this ghost candle.

As he moved, a figure followed him behind him, wanting to leave him behind, but stopped in front of the candlelight, and finally disappeared into the haze.

"It's not too late, at least you're not dead yet." Yang Jian said.

Wang Xiaoming said; "The ghost babies in the third stage have been confirmed. Sound is the key. You cannot let the ghost babies in the third stage hear you, otherwise they will attack you. However, these derived ghosts do not have the conditions to overlap, and they cannot That is to say, the ghost babies in the third stage can only kill people by hearing sounds, while the ghost babies in the second stage can only kill people by touching them, and the ghost realm in the first stage can only kill people by seeing them.”

"Is it time to talk about this now? Are they all dead?" Yang Jian asked.

"Although it's not there, it's almost there. We resisted the previous attack, but the bad news is that the fourth-stage ghost baby has appeared. I'm not even sure if it's the fourth-stage ghost baby. It's very possible. The ghost at the source is nearby now. Finding it and solving it may put an end to this supernatural incident."

"Follow me. We can only survive for a short time now. If you don't come, we won't be able to survive for long."

Wang Xiaoqiang pointed to a certain place and motioned for Yang Jian to follow him.

Yang Jian looked stern. Although he was not involved in the previous incident, it can be imagined that Zhao Kaiming, Sun Yi, Zhang Han and others paid a heavy price to resist this wave of ghost attacks.