"Huh~!"

On an inconspicuous roof in Zhongzhou City, a white candle was lit, emitting a black flame, covering the surroundings under a layer of shadow.

The candlelight swayed, and it was raining around it. Everything around the house was soaked in the accumulated water. Although the sun was still emerging in the sky, it did not prevent some incomprehensible supernatural being invaded reality.

It's not just rain.

Several corpses floated out of the water from time to time, but the corpses soon sank to the bottom of the water and could not float on the water surface.

There are more than one such situation.

There is a white ghost candle lit in each of the four directions of the city, east, west, south, and north.

This is what Yang Jian asked Feng Quan to do.

Due to the increase in the number of ghost candles, the supernatural phenomena in the city have become more and more serious, and the corpses appearing in the water are also increasing.

But Yang Jian was chasing a dead body at this moment.

This is a drowning man, sinking in a water accumulation. The turbid water conceals the truth of the corpse, but under the snooping of his ghost eyes, the corpse hidden in the water was clearly seen.

He came to the corpse, covered with ghosts, holding a golden long hair-breaking spear, silent.

The media has set out.

The Yangjian Ghost Domain covers the city, exploring the traces of this life activity.

"Aren't you in this city?"

This was the fifth corpse he was looking for. The other corpses were beyond his sight. Although the medium triggered it, he could do nothing if the distance was too far.

"The next corpse."

Yang Jian disappeared here and came to another direction in the city. There was also a ghost candle lit by Feng Quan.

The surrounding supernatural phenomena are already very serious.

Yang Jian immediately found the sixth corpse, which was the corpse of a middle-aged man, without any clothes on his body, and he didn't know what he was doing when he died.

Ghostly covered, holding a spear, the medium sets off again.

This moment.

The scene of this middle-aged man suddenly appeared in his ghostly eyes.

"I found this man is from Zhongzhou City. I can grasp all his movements after pursuing the medium he left during his lifetime. As long as I determine the location of his last accident, I can roughly judge the murder rules of Guihu." Yang Jian said in his heart.

He is looking for clues in the dead.

However, the dead man has been dead for a while, and he has no way to invade the dead man's body to steal memories. All he can steal is the memories of the living and the memories of those who have just died.

The next moment.

In Yang Jian's ghost realm, a huge layer of shadow suddenly covered the ground.

The sky was scarlet and the ground was pitch black.

The ghost domain with the ghost eye and the ghost domain of the ghost shadow have formed a more special world.

Everything in the city is not secret, and everything is under control.

Yang Jian only locked in the medium of this middle-aged man.

But in fact, everyone who lived in this city before appeared in front of him. These people are not living people, they are all mediums, without exception.

With a unique perspective, he quickly grasped the trajectory of all the life of this middle-aged man and his position at the last moment of his life.

"I have found the clue, Feng Quan, extinguished all the ghost candles." Yang Jian said, and his voice reached Feng Quan's ears.

"Okay, I'll put out the ghost candle now."

Feng Quan was not dissatisfied with anything. He felt that it was a good thing to fight like this, at least he didn't need to face S-level supernatural events directly.

Yang Jian disappeared from the spot again.

At this moment, he appeared in one of the rooms in a high-end hotel in Zhongzhou City.

Ghosts are shrouded in the room.

The media continues to trigger.

Yang Jian saw all kinds of people who had been in and out of the hotel room, including couples, couples, and students... But those media were not important to him, and he had found the middle-aged man.

With a casual wave.

So the medium disappeared in the ghost realm, leaving only that person behind.

The medium of this middle-aged man appeared on the balcony, bathroom, and toilet in this room.

However, in the end, Yang Jian stared at the moldy big bed in front of him.

The last medium of the middle-aged man was left on the bed.

The middle-aged man in the medium maintained a fixed position, opened his eyes and reached out to grab it into the air, like a drowning man, trying to float out of the water and breathe the air.

Yang Jian walked around the bed and observed the last medium of the middle-aged man from different locations.

"He was drowned without water. He died in bed, not in the toilet, and in the bathroom where he could contact water. In other words, the murder rules of Ghost Lake are actually not very related to water."

"The turbid water is just a trace of murder, not a supernatural source."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

He felt that everyone had fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that the Ghost Lake was really a lake. In fact, the lake water was just a surface phenomenon, just like the blood shed after being killed. Water may be just a phenomenon, not the source.

"What can I do to trigger the murderous law of ghosts by lying alone in bed?"

Yang Jian felt that he was very close to the answer.

But it's still a little bit short.

It's just a little bit short of that, he can find Guihu.

"Sleep? No, it shouldn't be. If you sleep, you will be targeted by the ghosts in the Ghost Lake, then there will be no one in Zhongzhou City, and people from other cities will definitely be killed by the ghosts in the Ghost Lake." Yang Jian quickly denied this speculation.

It's not a ghost dream incident in my hometown.

The ghost dream incident is the only thing that can be targeted by ghosts when they sleep.

Yang Jian was wandering around the room, thinking.

He looked at the faucet in the toilet.

I opened it casually and took a look.

There was still water in the faucet. At this moment, the tap water was rushing out, but the water was very turbid, but it smelled like the water accumulated on the street before.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes peek.

I felt something else was wrapped in the water.

He reached out and grabbed it.

It turned out to be a black hair.

This is not ordinary hair, it seems to carry some kind of supernatural power.

"The ghost hair on Huang Ziya's body is somewhat similar, but it is not ghost hair, it is just some kind of hair that is soaked in the aura of supernatural aura." Yang Jian pulled it casually and his hair broke.

If it is a ghost hair, it cannot be broken by force.

Yang Jian pondered.

But then looked at the medium left by the middle-aged man on the bed and found that the medium left by the man was the handprints on the bed, not the footprints on the ground.

It seems to have thought of something.

He immediately squatted down and took a look.

Under this bed, there was a basin for soaking feet, and immediately there was turbid water.

"This middle-aged man was soaking his feet beside the bed before he died."

Yang Jian immediately narrowed his eyes: "So that's the case. It's the prerequisite for contacting the cursed lake water, but just contacting should not be killed. Otherwise, we would have been targeted by ghosts after soaking in the water for so long."

"So there is a second condition."

Fill the basin with water and put it next to a chair.

Then the supernatural power of deceiving ghosts appears.

A person appeared directly in front of him.

His name is Wang Shan, and he was a messenger who died in the post office.

Yang Jian felt that it was better to have experienced people to do it when exploring supernatural phenomena.

"Seeing your actions, Wang Shan, don't let me down."

The next moment.

Wang Shan, who was standing still, suddenly opened his eyes. He woke up and looked at Yang Jian.

Wang Shan was very calm. He nodded, then sat on the chair, soaked his feet in a basin, allowing the cold and turbid water to soak it.
To be continued...