Mysterious Recovery

Yang Jian is already very clear about the effects of ghost candles.

　　As Wang Xiaoming said, after the ghost candle is ignited, the place covered by the flame cannot be approached by the ghost, and people are in absolute safety.

　　 But there is another thing worth noting very much.

The closer you are to the scary ghost, the faster the ghost candle burns. Under special circumstances, a ghost candle may even burn out within a few minutes or even tens of seconds, making the safety time extremely large. To a degree shortened.

　　 Before, when Yang Jian faced the knocking ghost, the burning speed of the ghost candle was not so fast.

　　 is the ghost near the street lamp.

　　 This kind of burning speed is already several times that of knockers.

　　 And this signal only represents one: danger, extremely dangerous.

　　 Yang Jian almost stepped back without hesitation.

　　 after exiting a considerable distance.

The burning speed of 　　 Ghost Candle has dropped significantly, and the wobbly flame that seemed to be extinguished at any time has returned to normal.

　　 The sense of crisis is quickly dissipating.

　　 But the sense of crisis in Yang Jian's heart has not diminished by half.

　　 He had always thought that it was just a ghost slave in the ghost realm. Although there was a degree of danger, it was not worth mentioning to him now.

　　 Thinking of Tong Qian's reckless behavior before, Yang Jian had to secretly rejoice that his previous vigilance and caution saved his life, otherwise he might have to take him in this time.

　　 "In other words, the level of this ghost is higher than the level of the knocker?"

　　 "But it's impossible. If the danger level of this ghost really reaches this level, then why does it appear in the ghost domain of the knocker?"

　　 Yang Jian's gaze changed uncertainly, and he looked from a distance under the street lamp, the ghost standing there with his back to him and his body stiff.

　　 soon.

　　 The street lamp that lit up made him understand what was going on.

　　 This ghost is not in the ghost domain at all.

　　 It has been in reality.

　　 That's why the street light didn't go out, and it stayed on. The ghost's surroundings were not affected by the ghost domain.

　　 corresponds to it.

　　 The ghost didn't enter the ghost domain, and Yang Jian shouldn't be seen.

　　 So, it is the ghost domain of the knocking ghost that protects itself, avoiding contact between these people and that ghost?

"What's going on in Dachang City recently? Except for the knocking ghost I brought in, the other ghosts that appeared had a higher level of horror. I thought it was a mob, but I didn't expect it to be a boss." Yang Jian stared solemnly: "Is there anything special about Dachang City? Or is it the same in other big cities?"

　　 "Don't worry, for the sake of safety, when you see this ghost in the future, stay away immediately, without any reason."

　　 took a breath and calmed down.

　　 is a false alarm after all.

　　 The ghost under the street lamp did not make any dangerous moves.

　　He is safe.

　　 came around here, passing through this area from an alley, Yang Jian came to the other end of the ghost domain.

　　 If Jiang Yan is no longer found here, then he can only give up.

　　 And this moment.

　　In the reality outside the ghost domain.

　　 Before Yang Jian passed by the street lamp before.

　　Because of the blockade, the streets here are no longer full of people. The surroundings are quiet, and the shops are temporarily closed.

But a man was sitting next to the wall with his head slightly lowered, his face was hurt, and rotten blood was dripping ticking, but compared to his body injury, it seemed that a certain kind of psychological blow was going to hit him. The whole person feels a little lifeless.

　　 "I have nothing but this life now, why are you still pestering me and refuse to leave?" The man raised his head slightly and looked at the street lamp on the side.

　　 The street lamp flickered slightly, as if the line had a bad connection.

　　 But in his eyes.

　　 He saw it. Under the street lamp, a ghost stood.

　　 A ghost with his back facing him, never willing to show his looks and features.

　　 And the person talking to this ghost at this moment is not someone else, but Zhao Kaiming.

　　 He came out of the ghost realm alive and escaped the mortal ghost knock on the door, but he paid a price he didn't want to bear.

　　 "You refused to leave, is it because I have something that hasn't been squeezed by you?" Zhao Kaiming didn't have the spirited spirits he had before, only a cold, miserable smile.

　　 "You are really a demon, because of you, how many things have I lost? Since you are so scary, why don't you just kill me?"

　　 Zhao Kaiming looked at a special pistol in his hand.

　　 I didn't even think about it, but I shot it directly at my temple.

　　 He chose to commit suicide.

　　 But the gunfire did not sound.

　　 The bullet stuck.

　　 Zhao Kaiming loaded the bullet and withdrew, a golden bullet fell on the ground, and then continued to shoot at his head.

　　 still stuck.

　　 retreat again and shoot

　　 Still stuck.

　　 A whole magazine has run out of bullets, and he didn't even fire a shot.

　　 "Fuck your mother." Zhao Kaiming looked fierce and threw the pistol at the ghost under the street lamp like a madman.

　　 The gun hit the ghost, but did not cause any damage, but fell to the ground.

　　 This is not the first time this has happened.

　　 He cannot commit suicide.

　　Because of the ghost who is entangled around him, he won't let it go.

　　 He thought about cheering up, but reality knocked him down again and again, causing him to lose more things constantly.

　　 "You still don't want me to die, right, well, I will live, I will change everything, and I will fight you ghosts again and see if you win or I win."

　　 Zhao Kaiming struggled to stand up. He limped forward on the broken prosthesis.

　　 Just as he left, the phone in his pocket rang.

　　 "Hey, is it Zhao Kaiming? Your dad has just had an accident. Come back quickly..." A relative's voice came from the phone.

　　 Zhao Kaiming seems to have been prepared for a long time, and said in a calm tone: "Uncle, I know, there is something today, and I will go back to do a funeral for my dad in two days."

　　 After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, but his face was particularly hideous.

　　 glanced back,

　　 The ghost under the street lamp didn’t know when it had disappeared.

　　 just when he left alive.

　　 Yang Jian is still in the ghost domain at this time.

He rode a bicycle, lit a ghost candle, and seemed to wander around the streets and alleys leisurely. In fact, the ghost eyes on his body had been opened, he was alert to any movement around him, and he was also looking for it. Jiang Yan's location.

at last.

　　 The ghost eyes behind his head suddenly saw a car parked next to a clothing store with its lights on.

　　 is a brand-new luxury car, and through the window you can still see someone sitting in the cab.

　　 But among the rows of cars on the side of the road, this is not very conspicuous.

　　 "Did you find it?"

　　 Yang Jian vaguely guessed that it was Jiang Yan's car.

　　Because he told Jiang Yan before, keep moving, don't turn off the engine and stop.

　　The purpose of this is to avoid Jiang Yan being trapped in one place for a long time, waiting to die, and at the same time, she is still asking her to leave a signal to herself.

　　 The vehicle has been in a starting state, so it will be much easier to distinguish.

　　 It's just that she is still confused.

　　 The car still doesn't know when she stopped by her.

　　 and beside the car.

　　 Yang Jian also saw a familiar person standing there motionless.

　　 is his classmate... Qian Hao Hao.

　　 At this moment, Qian Wanhao's head has lost half of his head, and his body has turned black and rotten, exuding the smell of corpse, but he is still wearing the original clothes.

　　 When Yang Jian came by on his bicycle, Qian Hao Hao slowly raised his head and looked at him with the rotted sockets.

　　 "Are you a ghost slave?" He frowned deeply.

　　 Originally ~www.readwn.com~ At the time of school, Qian Manhao had the opportunity to leave with him and Zhang Wei and others alive.

　　 However, he answered a call that shouldn't be answered, and was found by the knocker.

　　 "Since he is a ghost slave, then the threat is not big, let alone, he is about to rot." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

　　 When he approaches.

　　The light from the ghost candle has forcibly driven Qian Wanhao away.

　　 Within the area covered by candlelight, Qian Hao Hao had to retreat, not daring to get close inside.

　　 Yang Jian looked through the car window, but saw that Jiang Yan was still in a nervous driving state, obviously still indulged in hallucinations. From this perspective, I don't know how long this woman has been in this state.

　　 "It's me, open the door."

　　 He got through and told Jiang Yan directly over the phone.