These three enchanting and cold women are strange and terrifying.

But in the face of Yang Jian's attack, these three strange women were either suppressed or dismembered. Only the last ghost was left intact, but just one ghost would not pose a great threat to him.

Looking at the writhing ghost trying to get closer, Yang Jian was surrounded by will-o'-the-wisps, hiding himself deep in the flames and keeping a sufficient distance from the ghost.

But Li Gui did not stop his actions because of the burning of will-o'-the-wisp.

This fierce ghost with only one bright red lip on his face stepped on the will-o'-the-wisp and continued to get closer.

But the closer he got, the more will-o'-the-wisps burned around him, and Li Gui's body was now shrouded in flames and ignited again.

The fire light enveloped the evil ghost, burning crazily.

But the ghost continued to move forward despite the burning will-o'-the-wisp fire.

Yang Jian's face was expressionless. He knew that after this ghost targeted him, he would not stop attacking as long as the ghost was still moving. Even the burning of the will-o'-the-wisp only slightly slowed down the speed of the ghost's actions.

But his will-o'-the-wisp is not the will-o'-the-wisp controlled by Li Jun before.

The will-o'-the-wisp mixed with the supernatural power of the furnace fire is very capable of restraining this kind of physical evil spirit.

As the will-o'-the-wisp continued to burn, the ghost's body seemed to be completely ignited, and its movements became slower and slower.

finally.

The last ghost stopped about seven or eight meters away from Yang Jian. The enchanting body showed a weird and twisted movement and was frozen in place. As the will-o'-the-wisp burning intensified, the ghost could no longer do anything. It maintained its graceful figure before, and finally turned into a charred corpse.

Seeing that the three fierce ghosts had been temporarily dealt with, Yang Jian felt relieved and walked towards Liu Qi who was lying on the ground.

Yang Jian first checked Henry Zhang's body.

After repeated confirmations several times, the final result was the same as his own judgment. There was no possibility of Henry Zhang being resurrected and he died under a supernatural attack.

On the other hand, look at Liu Qi.

Because the supernatural being he controlled was stronger than Xiao Yang, he survived such an attack, and due to the retreat of the three ghosts, Liu Qi's condition improved briefly, but this improvement was temporary, because Yang I could feel that Liu Qi's supernatural powers would soon get out of control.

"Can it be saved?"

Yang Jian frowned and started thinking.

Since Liu Qi is not dead, he should find a way to rescue him. After all, Liu Qi came to Baishui Town just to help him. What's more, he is still a member of the headquarters, and he cannot just watch it because of circumstances and reason. Die with him.

only.

It is difficult to save a ghost master.

It can't be saved by simple means, it involves supernatural balance.

Even Yang Jian, when faced with a ghost controller who was about to lose control, would find it difficult to help him regain his balance in a short period of time.

"Yang Jian, is that you?" Liu Qi can move now. He has no mouth, can't speak, has no eyes and can't see his surroundings.

In the end, he just moved his fingers and wrote vigorously on the ground.

The rough ground abraded his fingers, and blood flowed out, leaving these words on the ground.

"It's me." Yang Jian responded.

But Liu Qi couldn't hear either, and his only external perception was smell.

Yang Jian looked to the side and put an unlit red ghost candle that had fallen nearby into Liu Qi's hand.

Liu Qi felt it and immediately understood that it was indeed Yang Jian who was here.

Because ghosts will not behave like this, only living people know about ghost candles and will use ghost candles to convey messages.

"I'm going to die." Liu Qi continued to write with his fingers, and the ground between his frayed fingers was stained red as he continued to write.

He did not stop, wanting to leave his last words, and continued to write: "I'm sorry, it was me who brought you trouble, but I still hope that after my death, Yang Jian, you can help me take care of my mother. She has been affected by supernatural powers."

The excitement has gone crazy..."

Yang Jian stood aside and said nothing, just staring at the line written by Liu Qi while continuing to think about ideas in his mind.

It's too early to leave any last words.

The ghost master cannot give up until the moment he dies. No one knows what miracles may happen at the end.

"The curse of the music box can save Liu Qi, but he probably won't be able to stop the curse of the music box from breaking out afterwards." Yang Jian thought of such a way.

It is impossible to help Liu Qi regain his balance in such a short period of time. The only way is to use the music box curse to temporarily let him survive this level, and then find a way to remove the curse after leaving Whitewater Town.

Although it is not easy to lift the curse, you can at least gain a few days of survival.

"Wait, there is another way besides the music box curse."

At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly remembered something again. A memory about a Chinese medicine shop emerged in his mind.

The owner of a Chinese medicine shop, a ghost master who lived during the Republic of China until now.

Yang Jian got three packages of Chinese medicine after visiting the Chinese medicine shop owner.

Those three packets of Chinese medicine seem to be very precious. Taking them can delay the recovery time of the evil ghost.

"You will know if the medicine works now." Yang Jian decided to use Liu Qi to test the medicine. If it didn't work, it wouldn't be too late for him to release the music box curse.

Immediately.

There was water under his feet.

The stagnant water is deep and dark, connecting to unknown places.

Later.

A white arm soaked in water suddenly poked out from the depths of the water, and a medicine bag wrapped in yellow paper was lifted in front of him by a floating corpse swimming in the water.

Yang Jian took it immediately and tore it open without hesitation.

The yellow paper was just ordinary oil paper and there was nothing special about it, but when Yang Jian opened it, what was wrapped in the oil paper was a ball of gray-white powdered medicine.

He stretched out his fingers, picked up a little and looked at it, but he couldn't tell what it was.

But no matter how you look at it, it looks like a pack of ashes, not like a pack of Chinese medicine at all.

"Is this thing really useful?" Yang Jian had doubts in his heart.

But he couldn't care so much at this time. He grabbed the packet of Chinese medicine with his ghost hands and stuffed it into Liu Qi's stomach.

Liu Qi now has no mouth and cannot eat. Yang Jian can only use this rather extreme method to feed him this packet of Chinese medicine.

"Are you trying to save me? It's useless. I have lost my balance and will die soon." Liu Qi felt Yang Jian's strange behavior. Of course, he did not doubt that Yang Jian wanted to kill him.

Yang Jian must have stuffed something into his stomach to save himself.

However, the supernatural imbalance and the resurrection of the evil ghost cannot be easily dealt with.

Liu Qi thought so.

However, something incredible happened. Liu Qi felt that his stomach was bulging rapidly at this moment, as if something terrible had parasitized into his stomach, and he felt a cold, distending pain.

He didn't have time to be shocked.

Then Liu Qi discovered that the cold aura in his bulging belly was spreading everywhere, quickly spreading throughout his body.

I thought that the situation would get worse and that I would be eroded by the strange thing in my stomach.

But who could have imagined that while the cold breath corroded the body, the out-of-control supernatural powers gradually subsided, as if all the ghosts in the body fell into a deep sleep.

This is by no means a supernatural balance.

Instead, he used some stronger supernatural means to suppress all the ghosts in his body at once.

Moreover, the supernatural power that was forced into the stomach was very stable, and there was no risk of losing control and eroding itself. Instead, as time passed, the terrifying supernatural power in the stomach was slowly dissipating.

Feeling like this means that before this supernatural power dissipates, there is no risk of the ghost reviving for a period of time.

"Incredible." Liu Qi was shocked.

He had been desperate just now and was even ready to die. Unexpectedly, the thing that Yang Jian stuffed into his stomach would forcefully pull him back from the edge of being resurrected as a ghost and causing supernatural imbalance.

Although it does not completely solve the problem.

But at least it won't die in the short term.

After the supernatural loss of control was resolved, the deathly gray color on Liu Qi's body quickly disappeared, and at the same time, his eyes, ears, and mouth that had just been erased by the supernatural slowly reappeared again.

Liu Qi, who was facing darkness, saw light again at this moment.

Although the light was particularly eerie and light green, it at least meant that his eyes had recovered and he could see everything around him.

As time passed, Liu Qi's vision became clearer and clearer, and he even saw Yang Jian standing next to him.

Then his mouth recovered and he could sense it. He opened his mouth and made a sound.

"Yang, Yang Jian." Liu Qi was a little excited, but his mouth was still a little unruly, trembling, and it was difficult to speak clearly.

Yang Jian looked at it and said: "Your condition is improving rapidly, which means that the first aid method I just used has had an effect. You should be fine now. Unfortunately, this method can only save people.

If I don’t kill someone, there’s nothing I can do about Henry Zhang.”

"Xiao Yang?" Liu Qi's increasingly clear eyes looked at Xiao Yang beside him.

"I killed him. If I hadn't acted impulsively and wanted to take a gamble to take my father's soul away from here, he wouldn't have died at all. He clearly advised me that taking away the soul would lead to terrible consequences.
To be continued...