Mysterious Recovery

The torrential rain never stops.

This is a world shrouded in rain, everything in this world is wet, and the air is filled with a cold and damp smell.

Yang Jian was drenched in heavy rain, holding a red spear in his hand, squinting his eyes slightly, watching the ghosts approaching with umbrellas. This number seems to have returned to the time when fighting against the ghost ship.

But now Yang Jian is not afraid of such a scene, because he has experienced similar experiences more than once, and he has the experience and ability to fight against a group of fierce ghosts.

"These ghosts have been imprisoned on this floor, they can't leave here, and they can't pose a threat to the outside world, so I don't need to fight these ghosts forever, as long as I find that umbrella, this supernatural incident will be completely over gone."

Yang Jian thought this in his heart, and at the same time he immediately started to act.

As Yang Jian strode forward in the heavy rain, he made a wish in a low voice: "The moment the spear in my hand is raised, it will definitely point in the direction of the real umbrella."

Then he slowly raised the spear in his hand. The supernatural power of the wishing ghost was revealed again.

Although disturbed by the heavy rain and blocked by the ghosts, the wish Yang Jian made was very simple, and even under such circumstances, he had the conditions to fulfill it.

The raised spear was like a compass, affected by a supernatural force, causing Yang Jian's raised arm to change its direction unconsciously. That orientation is, front right.

As soon as the location was confirmed, Yang Jian rushed out immediately. He was like a ghost bus that got out of control, rampaging through the dark crowd, and any ghosts that stood in his way would be repelled.

The first ghost holding a black umbrella was the most unlucky.

Before attacking Yang Jian, the hatchet had already chopped down and directly chopped off Li Gui's palm holding the black umbrella. The black umbrella fell to the ground, and Li Gui's body was gradually exposed to the rainstorm. .

However, the fierce ghost drenched in the torrential rain began to melt rapidly, merging into one with the surrounding rainwater, and finally completely disappeared in front of his eyes. The second ghost standing in the front was also uncomfortable, Yang Jian's body directly slammed into it, Li Gui couldn't resist at all, and was sent flying out, and the umbrella in his hand fell to the ground.

The same was true for the third one, which fell to the ground when Yang Jian raised his hand, then fell into silence and never got up again. The fourth, the fifth.....

The terrifying ghost retreated in front of Yang Jian, and the besieged ghosts couldn't stop him. Obviously, Yang Jian, who has grown up to this day, is no longer what it used to be.

Maybe any of the ghosts here can cause a terrible supernatural event if placed outside, but they can't fight against the current Yang Jian. soon.

The vicious dog in Yang Jian's mind is howling, it seems that some kind of supernatural power is attacking his consciousness, but unfortunately, Yang Jian has no shortcoming now, if the unknown supernatural power wants to invade his consciousness, he has to get past the vicious dog That level.

But in terms of consciousness, Guimeng is the top supernatural, and he hasn't found anything that can repel the vicious dog, so when the roar of the vicious dog resounds in his mind, it means that a ghost will be killed Torn to shreds.

"boom!"

A cold body was knocked out by Yang Jian.

At this moment, Yang Jian found that the front was empty, and there were no more black ghosts holding umbrellas, which meant that he had rushed out of the surrounding ghosts.

But a new encirclement is forming again.

As long as he was drenched in the rain, the ghosts around him would appear one after another without stopping. Yang Jian looked back, and there were black umbrellas left behind where he passed by.

Perhaps the real umbrella is hidden in it.

However, Yang Jian was too lazy to search for them one by one. He made another wish in a low voice, letting the spirit of the wishing ghost guide him in the direction. The same wish as before appeared.

Yang Jian raised the spear in his hand again, but this time the red spear was not pointing forward, but pointing in a direction behind him. That direction is a new direction, not the route just traveled.

The emergence of this situation means that the ghost holding the real umbrella has been in a state of movement, and has not stayed in one place waiting for Yang Jian to approach.

"Are you playing hide-and-seek with me?" Yang Jian's eyes sank, and the direction he pointed with his spear shifted slightly.

However, the ghosts in that area were all moving, and they all looked the same, so it was impossible to tell which ghost had the umbrella he was looking for.

Yang Jian did not rush into action. He is thinking.

If Yang Jian acted the same way as before, it would undoubtedly be a waste of effort, because the ghost would definitely change directions again. "If I move faster, can I catch the ghost before it changes position?"

But after short thinking, Yang Jian didn't think of any particularly good method, only one method that was not considered a method. Give it a try.

Yang Jian decided to give it a try.

So he acted again.

However, this time, he did not use the supernatural power of the hatchet, but only relied on himself to forcibly knock away the ghosts blocking the front, because in this way, he could save a lot of time.

Yang Jian ran very fast in the rainstorm, which was different from ordinary people. The ghosts blocking the front were still unable to resist. As long as they touched, they would be knocked out immediately, and they couldn't even delay for a second.

And as the ghost was knocked into the air, the black umbrella was also thrown everywhere.

Yang Jian doesn't need to distinguish the real from the fake at this moment, he just needs to follow the direction pointed by the spear all the way forward. "The direction changed again?"

Just when he was about to rush out of the ghost's encirclement again, the spear in his hand pointed to a new direction again, that direction was no longer in the front, but on the left.

There was no other way, Yang Jian could only stop immediately, make a change, and rush towards the new direction. He also moved quickly, rushing through countless people with umbrellas.

Many weird people were knocked into the air again, and the umbrellas in their hands fell to the ground.

This time Yang Jian had a feeling that he would soon be close to the real umbrella.

In front, the dense crowd gathers, making people feel oppressed and breathless. These people are like thick walls, walking through it as if they are about to be swallowed up, and they can no longer see anything around them All vision is blocked.

Yang Jian had been in the rain for too long.

So much so that the number of ghosts gathered has reached an astonishing level. This amount made Wang Shankan in the room tremble with fear.

"The crowd was surging, Yang Jian was buried alive by this group of people?" Wang Shan tried to look around, looking for traces of Yang Jian.

But the group of ghosts holding black umbrellas kept wandering around, as if forming waves, and there was no trace of Yang Jian at all, only a few scattered black umbrellas were vaguely seen flying into the air, and then slowly fell down.

But that still doesn't help.

Because the new ghosts will soon be able to fill the remaining vacancies.

"It's too reckless. If this continues, he will be consumed to death, but he should be able to foresee this situation. Why did he choose to do this?" Wang Shan was a little puzzled while worried.

"Wait, something's wrong." Suddenly.

Wang Shan made another discovery.

Because there were too many ghosts holding umbrellas nearby, the black umbrellas had already formed one after another, blocking the torrential rain overhead. Yang Jian walked through it to avoid being exposed to the heavy rain for a long time.

Therefore, quite a few ghosts gathered around quietly dispersed unconsciously.

"This should be the limit of the ghost umbrella. Not only did too many ghosts not cause harm to Yang Jian, but they provided some help, but even if the surrounding ghosts no longer gathered, he was able to find the umbrella smoothly. Umbrella?" Wang Shan continued to watch from the side.

At this moment, Yang Jian was still shuttling among countless black umbrellas, and the red spear in his hand pointed the direction, making him closer and closer to the real umbrella.

but if

This reckless squandering of his supernatural power also caused the ghosts in Yang Jian's body to recover intensified. It's been a long time since Li Gui's restlessness has recovered.

The moment reappeared in the body.

Obviously, Yang Jian's limit is coming soon. It is conceivable that he, who could live for nine days, will definitely not have more than three days left at this time. If this supernatural event cannot end, he will definitely die because of the ghost's recovery. die here.

But hard work pays off.

suddenly.

The spear in Yang Jian's hand was nailed to the ground with a bang, and a force guiding him forward suddenly disappeared. The disappearance of this power represents the end of the wish and the completion of the wish.

The umbrella he was looking for was nearby.

Yang Jian immediately stopped in his tracks, stared at his surroundings, and immediately raised the hatchet in his hand.

There is no time to find out the real umbrellas, so the only way is to dismember all the nearby ghosts, take all the umbrellas from their hands, and then let Wang Shan try one by one.

The method is simple, but it sure works.

So the hatchet in Yang Jian's hand chopped down again.

The nearby ghosts were constantly being dismembered, and one after another black umbrellas fell to the ground. It wasn't until Yang Jian emptied the surrounding ghosts that he made another wish.

The red spear vibrated, but it no longer directed Yang Jian's direction. "Successful." Yang Jian stopped, and there were umbrellas all over the ground nearby.

The number is not too large, only a dozen or so umbrellas, and the real umbrellas are hidden among them.

But now the heavy rain was too heavy, Yang Jian stood under the heavy rain again, and at the same time, there were ghosts besieging him nearby. These ghosts were densely packed, and there was no end in sight.

At this moment, Yang Jian was in trouble.

If he continues to fight against these ghosts, he won't be able to find the real umbrella at all, but if he retreats now, maybe the umbrella he finally got will be taken away by these ghosts later.

"I can't retreat, I have to hold on for a while."

Yang Jian took a deep breath, trying to resurrect Wang Shan with the deceptive ghost necklace, and asked him to help him find the real umbrella. But the supernatural power of the deceiving ghost failed.

As soon as Wang Shan's phantom figure appeared, it was washed away by the torrential rain, and there was no way to revive him in the torrential rain. "Then use Ghost Lake..."

Yang Jian immediately changed his mind and planned to let the water ghost in the ghost lake do Wang Shan's work.

But as soon as the gloomy lake water appeared, it immediately mixed into the surrounding water, and finally became entangled with ghosts, and was no longer under his control. Even if Yang Jian released all the ghost lakes, it would be useless.

Apparently, the spirit of Ghost Lake was also blocked by the torrential rain.

At this moment, Yang Jian had a feeling that he couldn't use his strength. A heavy rain actually blocked several kinds of his supernatural powers.

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