Chapter 788 Wangchuanshui (asking for subscription, asking for collection, asking for monthly ticket, asking for recommendation ticket)

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Yuan saw Yang Jian slashing out with a knife, and instantly killed the ghost.

Because of being dismembered, the supernatural level was lowered, Li Gui suddenly lost the ability to move, and at the same time, Yang Jian also had inexplicable scars on his body.

This is the price of using a hatchet.

As for the other wandering figure, it looked even weirder.

He walked unsteadily, his steps were very stiff, and his body was stained with blood, which was still dripping down, but if you looked carefully, you could find that it was just a thin piece of human skin, what was inside? Nothing, no body, no head, the human skin is fluttering, and a tattoo pattern can be vaguely seen on it.

It seems that it was torn off from a living person, and there is still a skinny palm with only four fingers, which looks hideous and terrifying.

But at this moment, the human skin was drifting towards a terrified ordinary person, clearly intending to launch an attack, but the person screamed out of fright, and directly sat down on the ground, trembling all over.

Just when Li Gui was about to approach the living person, the next moment, the living person disappeared, and a strange figure appeared, with a blackened palm pinching the incomprehensible strange thing.

After a while, the anomaly subsided.

"Is it Zhang Han's ghost?"

Yang Jian was expressionless, as if the death of Zhang Han had no effect on him.

Zhang Han has looked in the mirror before, and he can still be resurrected from the ghost mirror after death, but if no one guards him after the resurrection, he will end up in a miserable situation.

The resurrection of the ghost mirror is at the cost of releasing a ghost, and after the resurrection is successful, there is no one to take care of it. The resurrected ghost driver will be caught by the ghost in the ghost mirror again because he becomes an ordinary person.

With the current situation in Dachang City, Yang Jian didn't have much hope for Zhang Han's survival.

Then he rolled up the human skin and stuffed it into a golden box.

Continue to search for Feng Quan's whereabouts.

Ghost eyes see everything.

Soon, he saw where Feng Quan was.

An old grave placed in the middle of the road looked extremely abrupt, and at the top of the old grave, a dead head covered in mud was exposed.

That is Feng Quan.

Already unconscious at the moment.

He was hit by a ghost taxi.

Although it looked like he was dead, Li Gui had revived, but in fact he was not. He just fell into a coma, and then the ghost in his body lost his balance and could not be controlled.

But he had better luck.

Both the ghost mist and the graveyard are recovering, but it seems that it is the graveyard, not the ghost mist, that bears the impact of the ghost rent.

Otherwise, Feng Quan would have been completely buried by now.

And once it's buried in it, it's impossible to figure it out again.

But the current situation is miserable enough, Su Yuan circled around the grave mound, amazed.

The cemetery here is not simple, most likely it has something to do with the owner of the cemetery, Luo Qian, perhaps this cemetery is also a part of Luo Qian's dismemberment of his own ghost after death, and the incomplete ghost puzzle was controlled.

No matter how powerful a person is, no matter how top-notch a person is, they will be devoured by terrifying spirits, and in the end they can only wither like leaves falling in the autumn wind. This is the power of time, and no one can violate it, not even the ghost master.

Then Su Yuan made a move. He took out his mobile phone, slapped Feng Quan up and down, and the clicking sound kept ringing out. Yang Jian gave him a strange look, but didn't stop him.

"what are you doing?"

"Take a picture!"

Su Yuan didn't turn his head back and said: "Do you believe that I can eat these photos for a year? If Feng Quan doesn't invite me to have a meal, I will send these photos to a certain C shock department tomorrow, with the title already thought out." , It’s called【Shocked, a certain ghost driver surnamed Feng was brutally murdered by three men, is it the sinking of the human heart or the loss of morality】”

Yang Jian: "..."

It seems that it is difficult to understand Su Yuanqing's strange brain circuit, Yang Jian just frowned, and then peeked at Feng Quan's situation with ghost eyes.

Feng Quan's condition is not good, his body is full of grave soil, even his brain is gone, only the human skin remains and the appearance of a human head remains.

If Feng Quan is forced out at this time, he will die directly, and it is impossible to survive.

He is still alive at this moment because the balance has not been completely broken, because it takes a process for the ghost to recover.But if nothing else happened, it would be very difficult for Feng Quan to wake up. He was on the verge of death.

Putting down the phone, Su Yuan looked at Yang Jian and said, "Don't look at it, it's hopeless, just wait to die, Hua Tuo and Bian Que would be dumbfounded when he came, and Wang Xiaoming would shake his head when he saw it, and then shut him up for research, he can't be saved , unless you let him control the third ghost, regain his balance, and wake him up from the brink of death."

Hearing this, Yang Jian fell into thinking.

It seemed that Su Yuan's words touched him, and he began to think about what kind of ghost could find a balance between the two and save Feng Quan, who had only one scalp left.

You must know that it is very difficult to control the ghosts. After some ghosts are controlled, you will only die faster, and it is impossible to keep your life alive.

That's why you need to choose.

There are not many ghosts in Yang Jian's hands, and there are very few choices.

"Feng Quan is still very good, with sufficient strength and mind. It is a pity to die like this. Let me try, maybe there is a way to save Feng Quan."

Glancing at Feng Quan who was still unconscious, Yang Jian said slowly, as if he had figured out a way,

At this moment, Feng Quan's exposed head is still sinking, and the grave soil has been buried up to his chin, and this process is still going on, but the progress is relatively slow.

"That's all right, I'll also help, and try a new guy by the way."

As he said that, Su Yuan seemed to have remembered something, and walked slowly to the grave, and took out a small bottle.

The bottle was filled with some inexplicable liquid, dark reddish black in color, giving off an ominous feeling, after opening the lid, Su Yuan poured out a drop, which dripped on Feng Quan's only remaining head.

After a while, it was obvious that the sinking speed of Feng Quan's head stopped, and the problem of Li Gui's recovery was delayed and stopped.

But this can only stabilize the situation and cannot completely solve the problem.

But for Su Yuan, he was already very satisfied.

This is a newly signed thing, the name is very strange, it is called Wangchuanshui, it can suppress the recovery of the ghost, and it can even make the recovered ghost fall into a state of silence.

But this kind of suppression comes at a price, because in the process of suppressing the recovery of the ghost, the human consciousness will also be suppressed, and it will become the same as a corpse, without much difference.

But in the same way, this kind of suppression is also easily interrupted by the influence of external spirits, and it is only used in a few critical times.

(End of this chapter)

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