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Chapter 60 Zhao Jian

Zhao Jian felt a little regretful. It was the only supernatural item on his body, but when he thought about his life, Zhao Jian softened. After all, he had been soaked in this muddy water for long enough.

He felt that if he soaked it any longer, it might become pickled.

"Deal, bring the things first." Yan Duo's voice suddenly sounded behind Zhao Jian. He had no intention of leaving in the first place, he was just bluffing Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Wait, you pull me up first and then talk."

"Impossible, my patience is very limited. If you don't take it out, I will leave immediately." Yan Duo waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

He was sure that the other party would compromise. After all, no matter how good the supernatural items were, could they still be compared to his own life?

"Damn it, are you a primary school student? Well, you win. The thing is in the pocket of my pants."

Sure enough, Zhao Jian compromised after a while. He really didn't dare to bet on whether another person would pass by before his death.

"Wise choice." Yan Duo smiled and fumbled around in Zhao Jian's pants pocket. Then he touched a long and hard object. He took it out and saw that it turned out to be a rusty scalpel.

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Yan Duo couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the scalpel. He didn't know why he remembered the weird hospital that the supernatural bus passed by that night.

Before he could think about it, Zhao Jian urged him again. Yan Duo thought about it and was ready to pull him up. After all, in a ghost place like this, one more ghost controller will give him more strength.

"Wait, don't touch my shoulder." Just when Yan Duo was about to pull Zhao Jian up, Zhao Jian suddenly said: "Just pull my arm."

Naturally, Yan Duo didn't care. Looking at the dense and even squirming wounds on Zhao Jian's back, he probably knew in his heart that the evil ghost controlled by the other party was probably related to these wounds.

As soon as his hand touched Zhao Jian, a cold breath came, but it was quickly blocked by the ghost shirt. Yan Duo frowned. He saw that his sleeves were stained red with blood, and then he realized that he was actually

He couldn't pull Zhao Jian away.

"What did you eat growing up? Why are you so heavy?"

Zhao Jiandao: "If you push harder, I feel like I will regain my balance soon."

"balance?"

"Yes, it's the ability of the ghost that attacked me. If you try harder, I feel like I'm going to succeed soon."

Hearing this, Yan Duo simply put his hands together, pulling onions on dry ground, and forced Zhao Jian to turn over, and his sleeves were completely dyed red.

Finally, with Yan Duo's unremitting efforts, Zhao Jian was finally pulled up.

"Okay, thank you." Zhao Jian straightened up and stretched his back with some excitement. He had really been soaked in this muddy water for too long.

"Well, I don't know what your name is yet." Yan Duo's eyes flickered. He was originally prepared for the other party to fall out, but to his surprise, Zhao Jian had no intention of taking back the scalpel.

"My name is Zhao Jian, what about you?" Zhao Jian pointed to the reflection at Yan Duo's feet and said, "The ghost you control is quite special. No wonder you dare to take a trip into this muddy water."

"I am Yan Duo."

Yan Duo was a little surprised. The fierce ghost he controlled was quite special, but why was the other party pointing at his feet and talking.

As he spoke, he lowered his head to look at the water. One glance made his scalp numb. He saw that his reflection in the water turned into a swollen floating corpse. The face looked exactly like his, staring at two soaked bodies.

looked at him with swollen eyeballs.

Just as Yan Duo was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed. His feet seemed to be caught by the swollen floating corpse, and he staggered instantly and fell into the stagnant water.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pool, without making even a sound, and he was instantly submerged by the stinking water.

Seeing Yan Duo disappear in front of his eyes, the expression on Zhao Jian's face could only be described as wonderful. A living person had disappeared so strangely. Only then did he realize that the reflection of the floating corpse was a real ghost.

Looking at the stagnant water that was still rippling, cold sweat broke out on Zhao Jian's face. This man named Yan Duo was also a genuine ghost master, but he was dragged away without even resisting.

The Li Gui's attack was so sudden that he had no time to help.

"Damn, even if a dog is killed, it still has to flutter twice. What kind of situation is this?" Zhao Jian's legs trembled involuntarily, and fear slowly overwhelmed him.

At this moment, Zhao Jian suddenly felt someone pressing on his shoulder. The movement was very light, but just this time Zhao Jian's entire arm was numb, and a sharp pain passed down his shoulder to his body.

"Are you kidding me?" Zhao Jian endured the pain and immediately looked back, only to find that there was no one behind him, and there was no sign that the water around him had been stepped on.

The ghost he controlled was named Gui Shang. When he was out camping, his back was scratched by something unknown, leaving a strange wound. From then on, he seemed to be entangled with a weird ghost...



Every once in a while, a new wound will appear on his back, and even Li Gui dare not touch the places covered by these knife wounds. Not only that, he can also transfer part of the knife wounds to Li Gui.

, thereby suppressing it.

But now, it was obvious that the evil ghost who patted his shoulder was not affected by the ghost injury. This made Zhao Jian shocked and angry. Even when he was chased by the balance ghost, he was not as scared as he is now.

Suddenly, Zhao Jian felt a chill in his waist. When he lowered his head, he saw that the strange water had reached his waist, which made him change his expression instantly.

He would rather face that unknown ghost now than stay in this smelly puddle anymore.

Zhao Jiang had just taken two steps when suddenly a series of blisters suddenly appeared in the water in front of him.

The water kept rolling, and a huge shadow appeared in the water, like a struggling figure. With the sound of water breaking, a swollen hand suddenly stretched out of the water.

Immediately afterwards, a highly decomposed human head emerged from the water, its face was covered with rotten holes, and thick corpse water was constantly flowing out.

Seeing this, Zhao Jian's expression changed drastically. The rotting human head in front of him should be the source of the water. However, Zhao Jian was still a little confused. He had been lying here for so long and nothing happened. Why did he trigger the opponent's attack at this time?

The law of killing.

There seemed to be countless hands around the head, accompanied by a stench, as they staggeredly picked it up from the water. Zhao Jian's eyelids jumped and he was about to use any means, when suddenly he felt his shoulder being pressed gently.
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