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Chapter 1108 Echoing Laughing and Crying

Although he escaped the spiritual attack, Yang Jian did not relax because of it.

Because his ghost domain seems to be disturbed at the moment, and there is a feeling of intermittent failure.

Obviously, it was because of that terrible ghost.

At his current level, there are not many ghosts who can affect him.

This is enough to prove that the ghost is indeed a big deal.

At this moment, the old corpse did not continue to attack, but stood there staring at him, as if observing, or watching, and it seemed that it was because of the previous attack.

Yang Jian didn't continue to attack either, the man and the ghost stared at each other.

Ghostlands is usable here despite the disruption.

soon.

He hastened to the stove.

It's just that at this moment the stove is covered by corpses and deeply buried in it. If he wants to touch the stove at this moment, he must remove all these corpses, otherwise he can only stare blankly.

Yang Jian didn't hesitate at all, he bent down and grabbed a corpse under his feet and picked it up immediately.

The scorched ghost's hands couldn't suppress the ghost on the third floor, but there was no problem in suppressing a ghostly corpse.

The corpse was thrown aside by him without any resistance or struggle.

Then he quickly grabbed the second body and threw it aside.

Yang Jian is using the most primitive method to move the corpses away until the stove is dug out.

I don't know if it's because the stove is burning, but the corpses around here are surprisingly calm, and there is no sign of coming.

As the corpses were removed one after another, the fire buried under the corpses became brighter and brighter.

It's just that this kind of brightness doesn't feel hot, but is filled with an indescribable coldness.

"Still staring at me?" Yang Jian glanced.

That weird old corpse was still standing on top of countless corpses, facing this way, as if watching Yang Jian's every move.

"No, the corpse hasn't moved for a while, maybe the ghost is no longer on that corpse."

Yang Jian was not careless, he suspected that the real ghost had moved to another corpse.

Maybe the corpse possessed by a ghost is around, maybe underfoot.

His scalp was a little numb.

But Yang Jian knew that he had no advantage in dealing with this ghost. Only by using the fire in the furnace to ignite the third floor could he fight against the ghosts here, and at the same time clean up all the corpses on the third floor.

Thinking of this, he quickened his movements.

Yang Jian's strength was great, and the heavy dead body seemed to be weightless in his hands.

If all goes well, it will only take a few minutes for him to dig out the stove that was buried under the body.

But is it really that easy?
The answer is no.

Because he was digging, and he was about to completely release the fire, but the next moment, Yang Jian's face suddenly changed.

At this moment, his body seemed to be a little uncontrollable, and it was wet, with drops of water continuously seeping out from the skin, as if he had crawled out of the water.

".Is this the ghost lake? What's going on? Could it be that the spirit of the ghost lake in me is out of control?"

But soon, Yang Jian discovered that this was not the case.

It's not that the part of the ghost lake that was stolen was out of control, but that the ghost lake was affected by the same ghost at this moment. Among the people Yang Jian knew, only Su Yuan and him also stole the ghost lake's ghost.

Could it be that Su Yuan used the spirit of Ghost Lake?
But isn't he still nailed to the coffin?
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible to use supernatural powers, so what happened?
Su Yuan has always been an elusive person, even Yang Jian has no way to guess how many cards he has.

For example, it is reasonable to say that beings nailed to the coffin, even ghosts, will be nailed to death directly, but Su Yuan is unusual. Apart from being unable to use supernatural abilities, the whole person is alive and kicking like nothing.

So even though his heart was full of doubts, Yang Jian didn't think too much, and his movements didn't stop.

Soon, as one after another dead bodies were removed, a stove finally appeared in front of Yang Jian.

The stove was covered with a corpse. The corpse was burnt red, but it was not ignited. Instead, it blocked the burning of the stove, preventing the fire from affecting the surroundings.

When Yang Jian wanted to remove the corpse, his hand stopped halfway.

He stared at the red-hot corpse, his eyes moving slightly, thoughtfully.

"This corpse has been lying on the stove for so long without being ignited, but it has prevented the stove from continuing to burn. This corpse can't be the ghost on the third floor, right? It shouldn't be. The ghost on the third floor has attacked me before, so it's unlikely appeared above the stove."

Yang Jian raised his head slightly, and glanced at the strange old corpse not far away with concern.

The old corpse was still standing there, facing this way.

"I have no choice."

Although Yang Jian had scruples in his heart, the situation forced him to make a choice, he had to do so.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, he picked up the red-hot corpse.

As soon as he started, his face changed.

very heavy.

This corpse was unbelievably heavy, and it felt completely different from the previous corpses.

Under the suppression of the ghost hand, the supernatural power failed, and it stands to reason that the corpse would be light and light.

But this corpse was uncharacteristically.

The only explanation is that the ghost hand couldn't suppress the ghost on the corpse.

Moreover, after the corpse was removed from the stove, the redness on its body quickly dissipated, replaced by a kind of ashes and coldness.

This feeling is exactly the same as when facing the ghost on the third floor before.

"This corpse is indeed a ghost." Yang Jian's expression changed suddenly.

Immediately, his conjecture was confirmed.

The dead body in his hand suddenly raised his head at this moment, facing Yang Jian, staring at him strangely.

This scene is very similar to the old corpse standing there not far away.

"The ghost on the third floor may not exist as an individual, but"

At this moment, such an idea unconsciously appeared in Yang Jian's mind.

The moment I saw Li Gui, the lake water on the ground also piled up into a puddle. Suddenly, a strange figure slowly floated up from the puddle, tilting its head. The moment the figure emerged, a strange and Unspeakable weird sounds began to echo throughout the third floor.

"Heck, woo, woo. Hahaha. I'm Su Yuan. No! You're not, I'm uuuuh."

The murmurs echoed with terrifying laughter and cries, and immediately impacted the surrounding corpses, but Yang Jian's face changed drastically in an instant.

Whether it is crying or laughter, it is not unfamiliar to him, it is the sound of ghost crying and ghost laughing, and in this small environment, once the sounds of ghost crying and ghost laughter start to superimpose, then this supernatural The soaring power is extremely terrifying.

And the most frightening thing is that the owner of this voice didn't intend to avoid it, and directly carried out a supernatural attack indiscriminately, covering everything in it.

(End of this chapter)