Mysterious Recovery

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At this point, the causes and consequences of the extraordinary incident in Huanggang Village have all been figured out.

A village formed by ghosts.

A person who attempts to completely turn into a ghost with the help of a ghost coffin.

The real purpose of the company issuing this task is not to solve the supernatural incident here, nor to save the detective Feng Quan, but to obtain this ghost coffin.

Suspicion is a coffin that can completely turn people into ghosts.

Although unsuccessful, it has high research value.

If a breakthrough can be found in this ghost coffin, perhaps global spiritual events can be effectively curbed.

However, Feng Quan's selfishness caused the ghost in this ghost coffin to be unable to return to the inside of the coffin.

Has been wandering in the village.

This is the source of terror.

The solution to this is actually very simple.

You don't need to deal with ghosts, you only need to deal with people.

The headless ghost is holding Feng Quan's head at this moment, its face is pale and bloodless, but it is still alive.

I don't know what ghost in his body maintains his miracle that the corpse can survive separation.

However, after taking off Feng Quan's head, the headless ghost did not hold one in his hand, but slowly lifted it up and placed it on his neck.

The instinct of Li Gui drove it to piece together a perfect body.

This behavior is not controlled by Yang Jian.

"Indirectly out of control again?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

The next moment, the scarlet ghost eyes on the headless ghost opened.

It was nailed to the ground by the eyes again, turning into a shadow.

Feng Quan's head fell off and fell to the ground.

"Yang Jian, you should know that when you enter the ghost coffin, we can perfectly control the ghost in our body when we have completely turned into a ghost. Just handing this coffin to a ghost like this is simply stupid."

He was still struggling, growling low. I want Yang Jian to dispel this idea.

"You are a criminal policeman with great thinking and want to be the savior, but I am just a small person. I just want to live. For your so-called possibility, we have to sacrifice all of us here. Do you think I will Agree? It's ridiculous, my life is gone, and I can manage so much." Yang Jian said seriously.

"Stop talking, that ghost... has come in."

At this moment, Yang Jian moved Zhang Han, who had passed out, and Feng Quan's head, as well as his body all aside and gathered together.

So as not to be the first target of this ghost after being scattered.

A person walked into the room again.

He is an old man dressed as a peasant. He is a little thin and dressed simply.

There was no anger on his face, with a breath of cold death.

This old man was Liu Genrong who was inquired about by Yang Jian when he entered the village before.

Only now, he became the new identity of this ghost.

After Liu Genrong walked in, there was no look in his gray eyes. He did not look at Yang Jian and others in the corner, instead his eyes stayed in the opened coffin.

At this moment, the ghost coffin was empty and no one occupied.

After a short pause, Liu Genrong stepped straight towards the coffin.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and raised his mind subconsciously.

Although knowing what will happen next, close contact with an incomprehensible ghost still makes people feel terrified, with hair standing upright.

"Don't make any changes, just walk into the coffin honestly, the place is free for you." He secretly prayed in his heart.

Because besides this ghost walking into the coffin, there is another possibility.

That is to shoot yourself and others first.

If this is the case, then the situation is terrible.

Liu Genrong, who had become a ghost, had already walked to the side of the ghost coffin at this moment, and he was less than two meters away from the Yang room in the corner.

If you take a step forward, you can catch it with your hand.

However, this time it was lucky.

Liu Genrong, who had become a ghost, did not attack Yang Jian.

Perhaps it was because Yang Jian, Zhang Han, and Feng Quan had more ghosts in their bodies than he could suppress, and they did not meet the conditions of death, so they chose to give up.

Or maybe the priority of returning to the ghost coffin is higher than the others.

now.

Yang Jian saw this old man of Liu Genrong, holding on to the side of the coffin, supporting the body with one arm, and falling into the ghost coffin in a weird posture. How could this movement be so like...Thomas's roundabout, No athlete seems to have his standard of action.

Fortunately, it only took a half turn.

If you make a few more turns and perform a set of actions, the picture will be too beautiful.

"Finally I went in, my guess is not wrong, its real purpose is this." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

"Crack, crack~!"

Then a pair of slightly thin, rough palms stained with the soil from the field stretched out from the coffin, grabbed the coffin board that was moved next to it, and then moved slowly.

The coffin lid was moved to the right position by those hands.

With a bang.

The coffin lid fell.

Closely closed, the ghost coffin was covered again, returning to its original state.

immediately.

Calm was restored in the mourning hall.

The expected result finally appeared unexpectedly.

Ghost, back to the ghost coffin.

This supernatural event should end.

"I won't come out again?" Yang Jian stared at this ghost coffin for a long time.

He was worried, and watched for a while.

The ghost coffin was still calm, and there was no such situation that suddenly opened the coffin board and wanted to come out again.

If this ghost really wants to come out again, Yang Jian will definitely hold on to its coffin board desperately.

Just don't know if you can't hold it.

But the difficulty will be great, at least more difficult than holding Newton, Einstein and their coffin plates.

"It's over."

After being vigilant for almost an hour, Yang Jian was certain.

This ghost did not come out easily after entering the ghost coffin.

Unless it is an idiot who opens the ghost coffin again and actively releases the ghost inside.

Maybe Huanggang Village was because someone in the village had funerals and didn't know where they bought the ghost coffin. After opening it unintentionally, the ghost inside was released, which caused this accident.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

Feng Quan's head was on the ground, he was still alive, and there was an inexplicable anger in his numb eyes.

Yang Jian said: "You don't need to thank me, at least I saved your life."

"You ruined an opportunity to save the world." Feng Quandao.

"This world doesn't need us to save, we just need to save ourselves." Yang Jian said.

Feng Quan was silent, he didn't say anything, just said; "Your words have some truth."

"It makes sense, I saw it on the forum."

Yang Jian said, "Some soul chicken soup, for example, let it go if it hurts, don't argue with a fool, you can hit me if you have the ability."

"If you have a chance, you should be on the net instead of lying in the coffin and pretending to be dead."

"If you take my head back, I want to think about it again." Feng Quandao.

Yang Jian said, "That's impossible. You are the only thing I have gained from coming to the ghost village this time... I became a pauper for this action, and I am only worth more than 2 million yuan, thank you You let me realize what it means to get rich overnight and go bankrupt overnight, and you are a ghost rider and cannot easily kill you, lest the recovery of the ghost will bring me huge troubles, but I can sell you, after all. There are two ghosts in the body."

As he said, he walked over with the body bag.

"..." Feng Quan looked at him suspiciously with numb eyes.

This person actually wants to sell himself?

that's all.

Yang Jian moved Feng Quan's body into the body bag.

As for his head.

Yang Jian stuffed it into his ass.

However, he felt the alternative despair.

"This bag is worth at least more than two billion, I believe someone will take it." Yang Jian secretly thought.

He turned around and planned to buy and sell to that company.

It's all ghosts anyway.

There should be no difference.

"Wait~www.readwn.com~ suddenly, he turned his gaze to Zhang Han who was aside.

Yang Jian immediately stood up and picked up his suitcase again, ready to dump the corpse inside and put him in.

"Yang Jian, you don't want to sell me too, do you?"

Zhang Han, who had already woke up at this moment, said in horror; "I haven't harmed you."

"But you don't look very good. Are you going to recover from the ghost? Anyway, you die outside. How about cheaper than me?"

Yang Jian said; "At most, my wife and I will divide the account between five and five, and the money sold will be divided into half of your family. Don't worry, I will arrange it properly and will not let you suffer."

"I, I feel like I can live for a while..." Zhang Han blushed, with a strong desire to survive.

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