Mysterious resurgence

The knocker was successfully attracted.

Although the plan had some deviations, it was still completed smoothly. After the knocker ghost appeared, Yang Jian asked the ghost boy to extinguish the ghost candle and stop attracting nearby ghosts.

But although the candle was extinguished, the ghost had arrived and the danger had not dissipated.

An old man wearing a retro gown and covered in corpse spots walked towards me.

The first wave of confrontation between Yang Jian and Ghost Boy had already begun. The ghost hand combined with the suppression formed by the rotten human head fell directly on the knocker.

"Will it be effective?"

Yang Jian's ghost eyes opened. Although he did not use the ghost realm, he still stared at the familiar and terrifying ghost, observing what happened next.

But the next change made him feel a little creepy.

The blackened palm that fell on the old man in the long gown actually began to be covered with corpse spots at this time, and then rotted, and then lost movement and began to fall off. There was no strength to support the ghost hand to continue its activities, just like he had just destroyed some Like ghost slaves, this is actually a kind of confrontation between ghosts.

In this confrontation, Yang Jian's ghost hand fell behind.

The old man in a long gown covered with corpse spots continued to move forward without stopping, and Yang Jian realized that something was wrong.

He quickly looked at the dead head held in the ghost boy's hand.

The dead man's head was still staring ahead, and his strange eyes fell on the ghost in front. There was no deviation. However, the result was not that the old man lost his movement, but that the degree of decay on the rotting dead man's head began to intensify. No, it should be said that it is continuing to rot.

"How can it be?"

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly. Although this dead head had already rotted before, because it was a ghost's head, the degree of rot had not changed at all. It had always been like this, but now, it was just to suppress the ghost knocking on the door. , the dead head that had remained unchanged was beginning to decay.

This decay occurs quickly.

It only took a moment for the weird face on Mrs. Gong's head to peel off, and a corpse smell filled the air.

"The first wave of suppression failed completely. The situation is more serious than I imagined. Now I must carry out the second wave of suppression while this rotten dead head is still useful, and this requires me to personally contact the knocker. "

Yang Jian's face was particularly solemn.

After a brief hesitation, he rushed forward without flinching.

He walked straight towards the knocker.

The fear that Yang Jian faced back then in No. 7 Middle School needs to be faced again at this moment. Even after experiencing so much, he still feels uneasy and fearful in his heart now. This old man in a long gown covered with corpse spots has simply become him. The nightmare has been lingering in the depths of my mind, emerging from time to time.

"No, he's going to get close to the ghost." Nagasawa, who originally thought he was relieved, suddenly changed his face when he saw Yang Jian rushing towards the ghost walking towards him on the street.

He had read the archives and recognized that this was the source of the ghost knocking incident. This was a ghost that really made people feel desperate.

"Haha, Mr. Yang, please work hard. I hope you can succeed."

At this moment, Nagasawa laughed. There was more of a kind of despair in his smile. He seemed to have determined that he would die here, so he no longer cared.

He really couldn't imagine how he could survive in this situation.

The floating dead heads, the incoming ghost slaves, and the old man who appeared had nothing to do before because he hadn't been targeted yet.

But being targeted is only a matter of time.

What's more, Yang Jian's actions did not go smoothly.

The closer he got to the knocking ghost, the colder Yang Jian felt around him. This coldness was actually an illusion. It was actually affected by the ghost. His body was being eroded by supernatural power. Ordinary people would be dead if they got close at this time. .

But the role of ghost porcelain has come into play.

Although Yang Jian felt that his body was being eroded by supernatural power, the feeling of depression and occlusion was offsetting the coldness.

The ghost porcelain placed in a small shop near the street was changing color rapidly at this moment. A layer of black shadow eroded the porcelain, as if the paint had been soaked into it. At the same time, traces of inconspicuous textures began to appear on the porcelain.

If this texture expands, it will be a crack.

This is just not so obvious yet.

But Yang Jian has not officially contacted Dao Knocker yet.

soon.

Yang Jian got within five meters of the knocker. He could reach the ghost in front of him by taking a few steps forward. Even though he was so close, the knocker still didn't react at all. Its current target It's the ghost boy. Because the ghost boy just lit the ghost candle, it won't change its target until the ghost boy is attacked.

However, Yang Jian's eyes at this moment were fixed on the pockets of the old man in a long gown.

According to the previous style, it is impossible for a retro gown to have pockets, but this old man has a pocket on his waist, and you can clearly see that the pocket is bulging, obviously holding something. However, this detail has been made nonsense by many people. No one would have thought that a ghost would hide a huge secret. After all, people who knock on the door after seeing a ghost have no time to escape and how dare they take anything from the ghost.

"If you try hard, even if you don't succeed, you can accomplish your goal this time."

Yang Jian took a deep breath and quickly chased after him. He went around to the back and prepared to contact the ghost in front of him, because it was easier to touch the ghost's pocket from the back.

The black ghost hand reached out and grabbed the arm of the old man in front of him.

Thin, stiff, and cold, even if Yang Jian touched it with ghost hands, he felt a creepy abnormality at this moment, as if an ordinary person touched the butt of a tiger at this moment, and a feeling of being backlashed at any time enveloped his whole body.

Danger, extreme danger.

The ghost in the body was reminding him, or maybe Yang Jian, a top ghost controller, instinctively felt danger.

"Are you kidding me, are you still moving forward?"

However, Yang Jian clearly felt that the old corpse in front of him had no change in his movements and was still walking forward. This meant that the ghost power that he had stolen from the ghost coffin was not there at all. There is a way to suppress this knocker, or maybe there is not only one ghost in the body of the knocker.

The source of the ghost hand failed to suppress, and Yang Jian did not dare to hesitate anymore. The headless ghost shadow under his feet covered the ground along the front. As the ghost in front of him walked forward, it stepped on the ghost shadow.

The ghosts began to quickly invade the ghosts in front of them, trying to suppress them.

now.

The ghost hands, the rotting dead head, the headless ghost figure, and the abilities of three ghosts all fell on the knocker.

This is the greatest suppression that Yang Jian can do so far. If this doesn't work, he will have to use his last trump card. That strange rusty hatchet can dismember a ghost with one blow. The terror level of ghosts is reduced.

"Tap!"

The footsteps disappeared at this moment, and the suppression seemed to have worked. The skinny old man covered with corpse spots in Yang Jian's hand actually stopped at this moment.

"Chance."

Yang Jian didn't dare to delay at all, and reached directly into the ghost's pocket with his other gloved hand.

After taking the things, whether the knocker can be successfully imprisoned depends on what happens next.

But a change occurred at this time.

The old man who stopped did not lose his ability to move.

The next moment, a skinny, waxy old man's hand covered with corpse spots suddenly grabbed Yang Jian's wrist.

The strength was so incredible that Yang Jian's wrist immediately made a clicking sound, but the sound was not like the sound of broken bones, but more like the sound of broken porcelain.

In the small shop on the roadside, the ghost porcelain protecting Yang Jian was placed in the corner. At this moment, there was an astonishing change on the porcelain.

Cracks appeared on the wrists of the human-shaped porcelain, and then the cracks became more and more numerous. In the end, there was a bang, and the wrists of the porcelain figure broke, and the palms broke, and fell to the ground. .

"Are you kidding? You can still move?"

Yang Jian felt a coldness trying to invade him and affect his body, but fortunately he wore gloves on his ordinary hand. The gloves were made of gold and blocked out the supernatural, so the situation was slightly better.

But this power is weird and incredible. Now the wrist has lost feeling. It should be broken, and there may be a comminuted fracture or something.

But Yang Jian didn't care about the physical injuries, because the headless ghost would be put together. If it didn't work, he would go back to Huang Ziya to recover.

"Let the headless ghost get the things." A trace of cold sweat appeared on Yang Jian's forehead.

He couldn't break free from the skinny, sallow old hand, so he could only let the headless ghost continue to invade, take away the things on the knocker's body, and then open the ghost realm and sneak away forcefully.

But the situation seems to be more dangerous than imagined.

The old man who had stopped moving in front of him actually started to turn his stiff head, slowly turning around and looking in the direction of Yang Jian behind him.

His head turned on his neck, as if he wanted to turn around and look towards Yang Jian.

But no.

The old man's head stopped after turning ninety degrees, and a side face appeared in front of Yang Jian, without giving him a terrifying scene of a fierce ghost turning back.

Yang Jian could clearly see the old man's thin face twitching slightly, as if forming a strange smile, and it was more like an incomprehensible and terrifying sign after the evil ghost revived.

"hurry up."

There was more and more cold sweat on his forehead, but the action of the headless ghost continued. At this time, the suppression could not be relaxed. Once relaxed, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Although this appearance did not completely suppress the Knocker, Yang Jian also knew very well that it suppressed at least 70% of the Knocker and stopped the Knocker's murderous actions.

The hand formed by a solid shadow had already reached into the old man's pocket. Unfortunately, Yang Jian did not have the ghost's touch and could not touch what was inside. He only hoped that the ghost would withdraw the thing immediately after taking it out.

But at this moment.

Something went wrong on the ghost boy's side, and the rotting dead head he was holding in his hands slowly floated up.

The suppression that belonged to Dead Head disappeared.