The Mysterious Recovery of the Peerless Ghost Hand

Chapter 43
"Yang Jian, help me take off that mask, I can't jump so high."

Marriott pointed to the mask he liked and said.

Yang Jian didn't refuse, and the headless ghost stood up again, stretched his body, and took off the smiling mask.

Seeing this mask, Yang Jian thought of another person in charge of the headquarters—Ghost Face Tong Qian!
The grimace on this mask is very similar to Tong Qian's grimace, but different.

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth curled up and said, "There shouldn't be anything to take, right?"

"Hurry up and take the coffin nails and leave. I'll go home after finishing this job. When the time comes, I'll take my mother over, find a girlfriend or something, and never touch supernatural events again."

Wan Hao also smiled and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder and took the mask.

"Okay, remember to treat me to a wedding wine when you get married!"

The conversation between the two was very wrong, but neither of them found anything abnormal.

Wang Xiaoming, who had been in communication with the two of them all the time, and the important personnel of the temporary base outside Dachang City had solemn expressions.

Wan Hao and Yang Jian actually said such words at this time!
It's rare, not even non-existent, for this to happen to a ghost hunter!
All ghost hunters have been ravaged by evil spirits, and few of them still retain the idea of ​​getting married and having children.

Not to mention the current situation of the two of them.

"Marriott! Yang Jian! You are affected by something!"

A loud shout rang from the satellite phone on Yang Jian's chest, it was Wang Xiaoming's voice!
The two were taken aback, and Wan Hao looked at the mask in his hand, and Wan Hao, who came back to his senses, quickly put the mask into the golden box.

Yang Jian also knew what happened just now, and his brows were furrowed.

' Gan!Will it be affected as soon as you take it off? Sure enough, the mask on Nan Singer is the same type of ghost, and it can affect a person's emotions unconsciously...'

Wan Hao and Yang Jian didn't mention what happened just now, Yang Jian stepped forward again, wrapped the part of the coffin nail with the little remaining gold leaf, held the coffin nail and pulled it out forcefully!
At this time, Yang Jian held the hope of millions of people in Dachang City!

"Let's go, get out of here before this thing moves." Wan Hao said after taking everything.

Yang Jian also nodded. The ghost eyes on his forehead shrouded the two of them with red light, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The two reappeared on a communication building.

Yang Jian didn't take Wanhao directly to No.[-] Middle School, but planned to make a new plan with Wanhao.

Yang Jian put away the ghost domain, and Wan Hao also put the body bag full of bone branches and two gold boxes on the ground.

"Now with the coffin nails, we have the possibility to imprison the starving ghost, but now the starving ghost may have undergone other changes..." Yang Jian said solemnly.

Wan Hao also knew that Yang Jian was talking about Zhao Kaiming's ghost, and Zhao Kaiming had said before that his ghost wanted to starve to death.

Wan Hao didn't speak, waiting for Yang Jian's next words.

"Zhao Kaiming's ghost probably has its own wisdom, and when it comes into contact with the starved ghost, it may do something to induce our attack. I need you to help me block the attack, and I will crucify it directly if I find the opportunity!"

Yang Jian looked at his headless ghost as he spoke, but when he came into contact with the headless ghost, the headless ghost used some fake models to make Yang Jianhe severely use the power of the ghost.

Wan Hao nodded when he heard the words, he remembered the scene of Zhao Kaiming's body rotting and dripping corpse water after being attacked by his ghost hand.

At that time, Zhao Kaiming recovered strangely after he let go, and he didn't look like he was attacked at all...

Wan Hao was silent for a while and said: "I don't know how many ghosts the starving ghost has eaten now, and the ability is not clear, but I feel that Zhao Kaiming's ghost is not simple!"

Wan Hao paused and said, "It seems...it seems to have mastered the power of time..."

Yang Jian also remembered the scene at that time when he heard the words.

"No matter what, we need to imprison the starving ghost. No matter what ability Zhao Kaiming's ghost has, we have to contact it. It is impossible to let it go. You have a ghost candle. If you can't hold it, then light the ghost candle."

Marriott also nodded.

Now in Dachang City, only the two of them are qualified to contact the starving ghosts. If the two of them shrink back, millions of people will die!
Marriott left some unimportant things on the roof of the building, and only took two ghost candles.

This building is very strange, there are no stairs to the roof, and Marriott is not worried about things being taken away by someone.

And Yang Jian took out the box containing the dead doll again.

A little blood dripped on the surrogate doll's head, but the golden needle on the surrogate doll's body was not pulled out, and the golden needle still restricted the surrogate doll.

Yang Jian also put the surrogate doll on the roof, and the scarlet light from the ghost eyes on his forehead enveloped the two of them again.

Soon, Wan Hao and Yang Jian arrived at the gate of No.[-] Middle School.

Wan Hao held a ghost candle poured with blood, while Yang Jian held a rusty coffin nail.

The Seventh Middle School in front of me has changed, and the densely packed ghost slaves on the playground have disappeared!

Wan Hao thought of something, swallowed his saliva and said, "I remember starved ghosts eat ghosts... Did he eat ghost slaves?"

Marriott's words made Yang Jian shudder, he thought differently from Marriott
What he thought was that Zhao Kaiming's plan might have succeeded, and the starving ghost had already left No.[-] Middle School.

Yang Jian frowned and said, "If it's really like what you said, the situation will be very bad..."

The densely packed ghost slave Yang Jian had seen it before, and it can be said that any ghost steward who came here would die!

If the starving ghost really ate all the ghost slaves, under the superimposition of that amount of supernatural powers, the starving ghost may have undergone unpredictable and terrible changes!
"But no matter what, we have to go to No. [-] Middle School." Yang Jian said.

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and entered No. [-] Middle School with the coffin nails in hand.

Wan Hao also understood what Yang Jian meant, no matter what happened to the starved ghost, the two of them must stand up now.

The two of them now carry the lives of everyone in Dachang City on their shoulders!

Wan Hao did not hesitate and followed Yang Jian's pace.

Yang Jian opened all the ghost eyes he could use, and the ghost domain continued to spread from a range of ten meters.

Ten meters, 20 meters, 30 meters...

The thick blue-gray smog severely oppressed Yang Jian. In this case, Yang Jian's ghost domain could only reach 100 meters.

The two walked all the way to the playground where they had been before, and the ghost slaves that were densely packed here had disappeared.

"Step~step~"

Suddenly, there were footsteps in the distance, like a person wearing leather shoes passing by.

The blue-gray smog in the No. [-] Middle School is thicker than other places, and it is impossible for anyone to set foot at this time!

It must not be a human being, but... a ghost!

The sound was far away and the smog was thick. Marriott couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only look in the direction of the sound.

A figure gradually approached and walked into Yang Jian's ghost domain!

"No, no! He didn't make a sound! The footsteps were someone else's!"

(End of this chapter)