Mysterious Recovery

Originally planned to pry open the coffin and start to imprison the ghost inside.

But neither Yang Jian nor Zhang Han expected that the coffin, which had been parked in the mourning hall since entering the village until now, opened by itself at this moment.

Accompanied by a weak and feeble cough.

The lid of the coffin was slowly pushed by something, and a gap appeared in front of him.

And through that gap, a pale, bloodless palm stretched out.

The signs of all this are.

The ghost in the coffin... is coming out.

"What's the matter?" Yang Jian's expression became nervous involuntarily at this moment.

This situation is actually beyond his consideration. According to his calculations, the ghost in the coffin is unlikely to come out.

Because when he was about to open the coffin before, the ghost firmly grasped the lid of the coffin inside and prevented him from opening it.

This situation shows that this ghost should be unwilling to come out.

But now, what makes this ghost uncharacteristically open the coffin to come out?

"Yang Jian, what should I do now?" Zhang Han's face turned pale.

Yang Jian waved his hand and said: "Calm down, don't mess around. We were originally going to fight the ghost. Early contact and late contact are the same. Get my body bag ready and see if I can detain it."

"Good, good."

Zhang Han swallowed nervously, and hurriedly picked up the body bag on the ground.

"When it comes out, you will act with me." A ghost eye appeared on Yang Jian's forehead.

This eye stared at the coffin that was gradually opening.

A ghost eye also appeared behind his head, alerting to the headless ghost behind him, and at the same time ensuring that no second ghost would appear behind him.

Accompanied by the coffin was slowly pushed away.

The shadow behind Yang Jian quickly extended to the side of the coffin like a stream of water, and then the old man, whose arms were pulled, slowly stretched out from the ground.

The hands of the headless ghost gradually approached the mouth of the coffin.

As soon as the ghost in the coffin came out, he would take off the ghost's arm and head, and dismember it instantly.

"Cough, cough cough."

A feeble cough rang out of the dark coffin again, and a second pale arm stretched out from it, resting on the lid of the coffin that had been removed.

With both arms propped up, a "person" seemed to be about to sit up from the coffin.

"Oh shit."

Zhang Han cursed secretly in his heart, and at this time he could only bite the bullet.

The evil ghost tattoo behind him is waking up.

His body began to move, as if something was about to crawl out of the flesh behind him...

The two of them stood in battle, with a tense spirit, and they were ready to do it.

Pray in your heart.

I hope this ghost is not too scary, and is still within the scope of being able to deal with it, otherwise, it will really die here.

The "person" in the coffin sat up with the lid of the coffin at this moment.

Half of his body was exposed.

It was a man with a gray face, as if he had been dead for several days. He was looking ahead with his eyes open at this moment. At this moment, his eyes revealed a kind of torture, pain, and a kind of numbness.

Yang Jian wanted to do it in an instant, but when he saw what the man was wearing, his eyes shrank suddenly.

This "person" who sat up from the coffin was actually wearing the uniform of Interpol.

"Cough, cough, cough." This "person" coughed a few more times, weak and weak, as if he was dying ill.

"Yang Jian, don't you do it yet?" Zhang Han sweated anxiously.

He found that Yang Jian hesitated for a while.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Yang Jian's eyes condensed, and he waved his hand for a moment; "Don't rush to do it first."

This man in the uniform of a criminal policeman, if he guessed correctly, should be the first criminal policeman in Dachang City and the person in charge of establishing the archives of supernatural incidents in Huanggang Village...Feng Quan.

"Feng Quan?" He tried to shout.

See if this "person" responds.

The detective Feng Quan disappeared in Huanggang Village, but if a ghost driver had disappeared for a few months, he would be dead. The body was probably rotted.

However, the person suspected to be the detective Feng Quan actually sat up from this weird coffin.

In this way, Yang Jian had to doubt...Feng Quan was not dead.

However, Feng Quan is now a man or a ghost.

Yang Jian had to confirm it himself.

"You shouldn't come to rescue me, cough, cough, cough." The "person" turned his head, a pair of tormented in pain and numbness, looked at Yang Jian with dim eyes, and coughed weakly at the same time.

Does it speak?

Yang Jian's eyes condensed.

He is really the detective Feng Quan, not a ghost?

"This, in the end what is going on, the ghost has spoken." Zhang Han is in a state of nervous tension at the moment, and he is a little confused when encountering this situation.

Keep channeling.

Yang Jian remained vigilant, his ghost still hovering near the coffin, waiting for a chance to shoot.

"Are you really Feng Quan? I am Yang Jian, and I am also affiliated with Interpol."

Feng Quan's numb eyes moved slightly: "I know you. I already knew you when I entered the village. You shouldn't come here, nor should you come to save me. In my situation, it's not worth the country's expense. Come and save me, your rescue will only make things a mess."

What? save you?

Yang Jian's face changed slightly.

Is it possible that this is the real purpose of the company to wait for others to solve the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village.

Not to imprison the ghost.

But to rescue the detective trapped in the village, Feng Quan?

If this is the case, then the cough that appeared in the village before is this Feng Quan?

Is he a sick ghost?

"Do you think we are willing to come? We are also kept in the dark. Tell me, is the ghost who coughed in the village before you?" Yang Jian suddenly became a little embarrassed~www.readwn.com~ if so. If you come to save people, what the **** company said earlier.

No information is given.

Is this to let myself save people or let myself, the ghost-riders, come to death?

Feng Quandao; "Yes, that...it is indeed me. I can't leave this coffin for special reasons, but I have reminded you through other people to let you go, but the situation has changed since then. , Because at night...you can't get out anymore."

"I made the cough deliberately. I want to gather all of the ghost riders scattered in the village to resist the ghost in the village, because this is your only turning point."

"But you haven't realized what I mean. On the contrary, because of the lonely ghost masters who have been killed, the power of that ghost has become stronger and stronger."

"So that in the end you broke the balance, and the ghost in the village started to take over here in an all-round way, and then I couldn't do anything about it."

Feng Quan glanced at Yang Jian and then at Zhang Han: "I have to say that you are very lucky. After that ghost took over here, you actually survived. That was... a night of death, without anything. Stay alive, even if you are a ghost master."

"Since you know this, why didn't you remind me earlier, what the **** is your cough, don't you have a mouth? You have come out of the coffin to talk."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth.

"Even if it's an important message reminder, I won't get into such a passive situation, I will almost be wiped out by the group, and what is the cough of the old woman?"

"Are you deliberately misleading us?"

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